Thank you for the invitation. He's in heaven now, he's become God.

She turned to look at the Flower Tyrant beside her, who wore a plaid skirt, had green hair and red eyes, and said with a light laugh.

"I never expected it to be you, the first Hakurei Shrine Maiden."

Looking at the purple-haired shrine maiden before her, Kazami Yuuka's tone surprisingly carried a barely perceptible, yet undeniably present, sigh.

Although their relationship wasn't particularly close, the First Hakurei was a key figure in creating the Hakurei Barrier, so the two of them were actually quite familiar with each other.

"After the Holy Grail War ends, let's fight!"

"The power of the first Hakurei Shrine Maiden will surely not disappoint."

If Yukari Yakumo were to see her best friend resurrected, she would surely be overjoyed.

Yuuka Kazami was also excited, but her excitement stemmed more from the immense power of the First Hakurei.

The first Hakurei Shrine Maiden was a monstrous genius; anyone who knew her would come to that conclusion.

In just over a decade, he surpassed the accumulated power of most demons over long periods of time, reaching a level comparable to that of a top-tier demon like her.

Furthermore, he is flawless in every aspect, a perfect all-rounder.

For Yuuka Kazami, even if all she gained from this Holy Grail War was the first Hakurei, it would still be a worthwhile experience.

"Yuuka's personality is still the same as before..."

Faced with Yuuka Kazami's words, the Hakurei Shrine Maiden gave a somewhat helpless smile, but in the end, she nodded gently.

Although their relationship wasn't as close as Zi's, she still understood the personality of this master of the four seasons' flowers.

After talking with the first Hakurei, Kazami Yuuka turned her gaze to Yahweh, as if to say, now that all the Heroic Spirits have been summoned, when will the Holy Grail War begin?

Seeing this, Yahweh was about to reply when he suddenly seemed to sense something and a faint smile appeared on his face.

seemingly……

Some people, like Yuuka Kazami, are already getting impatient!

........................

"The Holy Grail War..."

At the same time that Heroic Spirits were being summoned at Einzbern Castle, the other Masters in Fuyuki City also learned about the Holy Grail War from the Holy Grail.

"Why did such a sudden change occur..."

A middle-aged man in a black overcoat, with a weathered expression, wiped the barrel of his sniper rifle and fell into deep thought as he looked at the information he had just received.

He originally planned to gain the support of one of the three founding families and enter the Holy Grail War by becoming the son-in-law of the Einzbern family.

Although this path was suddenly cut off for some unknown reason, he did not give up. Instead, he intercepted the Einzbern family's relic and entered Fuyuki City.

Fortunately, he was recognized by the Holy Grail and became its Master, which saved him a lot of trouble.

However, this sudden Holy Grail War...

The man's gaze finally hardened into determination.

No matter what changes occur, nothing can stop him from fulfilling his "ideal"!

"A 7v7 war, huh..."

In the well-designed room, a middle-aged man in a red suit received the news, his expression unchanged and his movements still elegant.

Whether it's the Holy Grail War or the Holy Grail War, it makes no difference to him.

because……

Looking at the proud King of Gold, the man smiled.

He had already confirmed... the law of victory!

"The Holy Grail War, huh..."

The handsome, silver-haired man with a dangerously styled, matronly hairstyle pondered the information he had received.

"Hopefully this won't affect my plans..."

Beside him stood a silver-haired man with the same hairstyle, wearing the Ten Rings on his hand and exuding a profound aura.

"Master, should we now..."

In a remote corner of Eastwood City, far from the city lights, a man holding red and yellow pistols sensed the information he had received. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to contact his Master.

"Plan as usual!"

The man's Master, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, showed no intention of changing his mind despite the information about the Holy Grail War.

After all, who is he?

A color-position magician, the ninth head of the Archibald family, one of the twelve Lords of the Clock Tower of the Mage's Association, and a true prodigy.

Whether it's the Holy Grail War or the Holy Grail War, victory is a given; the only difference lies in the process!

Therefore, there is no need to change the plan; just stick to the original idea.

"Or perhaps you lack confidence in winning for me, Lancer!"

"Of course not,"

Having learned of his Master's thoughts, the man wielding dual pistols once again revealed a confident smile.

"Please believe me, my Master."

"I will surely win and present you with the Holy Grail!"

P.S.: Originally, I wanted to write about Rafe, and have him use a nuclear bomb to destroy Chaldea under the protagonist's influence. But since Solomon is out, Rafe can't. I'll see if this plot can be completed later...

Chapter 173: The Conqueror King: Who do you think I am?

"The Holy Grail War, huh..."

In Fuyuki City, above the night-covered sky, an oxcart flashing with lightning sped by.

In the middle of the oxcart sat a burly man with a cloak, short, fiery red hair, and a thick beard, who looked very imposing.

He seemed to know something amusing, and he was laughing wildly.

"I never expected things to develop this way, Master."

As he said this, he patted the shoulder of the handsome young man beside him forcefully.

"It's not fun at all!"

However, this seemingly weak and delicate young man, who was also his Master, had completely different thoughts from him.

"The situation was already extremely difficult, the Holy Grail War..."

"...Just thinking about it gives me a terrible headache!"

The boy's name is Waver Velvet, a student at the Clock Tower. Because his family's magician background has only lasted for three generations, he is often looked down upon by other families and mentors.

Dissatisfied with his mentor Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald's actions, he stole his mentor's Heroic Spirit relics to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War, hoping to demonstrate his strength and gain everyone's recognition.

However, ideas that stop at mere contemplation are completely different from actual actions.

At least, he was quite unable to handle the willful and capricious heroic spirit he had summoned.

The sudden change in the rules further shook his already wavering mind after he actually participated in the Holy Grail War.

However, the red-haired giant didn't care at all about his master's reaction.

He patted Master on the shoulder a few times with great enthusiasm, then urged the Noble Phantasm called "Divine Wheel" to rush towards the destination.

He couldn't pretend he didn't see the undisguised magic and heroic aura!

Let Iscandale the Conqueror and that unknown Heroic Spirit begin the Holy Grail War!

However, he had only gone halfway when he suddenly seemed to sense something and changed direction.

"It seems... we're not the only ones who accepted the invitation!"

"Isn't that obvious? That guy so brazenly flaunted his aura..."

After hearing what his Servant said, Weber retorted.

"Since we have the same goal, let's go say hello!"

Iskandar suddenly said this.

"Hey? Rider, what are you thinking about?!"

Although he was quite far away, he could still see the huge crowd of people.

Although he couldn't immediately discern the exact number, he sensed the presence of multiple Heroic Spirits. Running over to greet them would undoubtedly be a highly unwise choice.

"If we act too recklessly, we might just walk out today!"

"Master, who do you think I am?"

Iskandar was well aware of his master's thoughts, but he didn't care at all.

As he spoke, his tone was filled with the domineering confidence of a king.

So what if there are multiple Heroic Spirits?

He is none other than the conqueror king, Ishtarkandar!

Tow the car over there!

He commanded the divine ox pulling the wheel of divine might, and then, accompanied by a bolt of lightning, Yahweh and his companions appeared as a burly man with an extremely rugged appearance and a boy with a look of utter despair.

“My name is Iskandar, the Conqueror,”

The red-haired giant crossed his arms over his chest, as if making a declaration.

"After this Holy Grail War, I will descend to earth as a Rider!"

"Heroes from different eras, are you willing to join my ranks and embark on the path of conquest with me?"

What are you doing, you idiot!

Why should I proactively reveal my name?

He should have said such words about the actions of his own heroic spirit.

However, looking at the scene before him, he completely lost the ability to speak.