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"That--"

"Why are you here?"

"..."

This is a very crucial issue.

Ian glanced at Olga Marie beside him and frowned slightly.

This is asking if she can answer truthfully.

However, Olga Marie did not have such concerns—perhaps Cú Chulainn's recent act of helping her made her realize that this was not a Servant who could not be won over.

She simply nodded.

With this permission, Ian then began to explain his origins.

“Cú Chulainn, it’s like this…”

The man briefly explained the whole process.

After listening, Cú Chulainn nodded thoughtfully.

"So that's how it is... Is Fuyuki City a special case now?"

"Then I can understand why things have turned out this way."

"It's become like this?"

Ian sensed that there was more to the story.

Cú Chulainn's next words proved his point.

“Ian, this Holy Grail War has become corrupted.”

"It's gone bad?"

“Let’s get out of here first.” Cú Chulainn picked up his staff. “We’ll talk on the way.”

"Row."

Following Cú Chulainn's instructions, the group left their original location, their next destination seemingly a large mountain.

After a moment of silence, the blue magician who was walking at the front began to speak.

"Normally, the Holy Grail War should be a battlefield where Servants strive to seize the Holy Grail."

"but--"

Cú Chulainn sighed.

"This time is very different."

"The swordsmen in this war did not make any wishes when they had access to the Holy Grail."

"Didn't you make any wishes?"

Ian was somewhat surprised—after all, the Holy Grail was known as the "omnipotent wish-granting machine."

“Yes.” Cú Chulainn nodded.

"That swordswoman not only did not intend to make a wish herself, but she also did not allow others to make a wish—she stood there beside the Holy Grail, eliminating anyone who tried to touch the Grail or any Servant."

"This indirectly triggered countless disasters—horrific events such as fires and earthquakes followed one after another, and humanity perished at this time."

"Of the seven Servants who were the first to participate in this Holy Grail War, only that swordsman and I remain."

"Then who were those dark figures just now...?" Ian couldn't help but ask.

“They have become her assassins,” Cú Chulainn continued, “She is able to turn everyone she defeats into her subordinates.”

"Wait a moment!"

Olga Marie realized something.

"If this continues, won't this Holy Grail War never end?"

"The Holy Grail can't be taken away either—will everyone be trapped here?"

Because it's not about killing the Servant, but rather turning the Servant into a subordinate.

Therefore, the war end condition of "defeating" other Servants will not be met.

The possibility of forcibly ending all of this through the Holy Grail is strictly guarded by the swordsman himself.

Is this... a dead end?

“Hmm.” Cú Chulainn gave a wry smile.

"I didn't understand before why everything had become so distorted."

"After meeting you, I understand now—this is not something that should normally happen."

Ian understood.

"So you're looking for outside help now?"

"Correct."

Cú Chulainn turned to look at Ian.

"I think you are that powerful foreign aid."

"But this isn't right—"

Olga Marie, who was holding Ian's arm, looked directly at Cú Chulainn in front of her.

She realized a crucial problem.

"If you really are Cú Chulainn, there shouldn't be many Heroic Spirits stronger than you, right?"

Upon hearing this, Cú Chulainn forced a wry smile.

"If I had a gun, I would probably be more than happy to agree with you."

"but--"

"What I'm holding now is a magic wand."

"And that swordsman's real name is the legendary Artoria Pendragon—that is, King Arthur."

"I don't think anyone has ever truly conquered her, has he?"

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Altria Pendragon.

The moment Ian heard the name, he felt as if his soul had been pulled out by tentacles.

The images from the past assaulted every nerve in his body, leaving him stunned.

This reaction surprised Cú Chulainn somewhat.

"Are you... scared?"

"I thought you wouldn't be afraid."

Before Ian could answer, Olga Marie began to explain.

"not like this."

"That's probably because of blood ties."

"Blood ties?" Cú Chulainn looked puzzled. "What does that mean?"

"Because Ian's full name is..."

Olga Marie cleared her throat.

"It's Ian Pendragon."

"What?!" Cú Chulainn was shocked once again.

But he quickly burst into laughter.

"Hahahahaha!"

"So you're a descendant of the Knight King! No wonder you were able to fight me for so long with a human body!"

"However, this way..."

Cú Chulainn looked at Ian with a hint of hesitation in his eyes.

"You probably wouldn't want to go against your ancestors, would you?"

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Ian shook his head.

"Do not."

"If that's really the case, then it's even more necessary for me to get involved."

“I…I absolutely cannot stand by and watch this happen.”

"..."

Cú Chulainn was silent for a moment, then gave an approving smile.

"They are indeed descendants of heroes; their actions are in line with the standards of heroes."

"So--"

"Come with me! Let's defeat King Arthur and end this twisted Holy Grail War!"

"Ok!"

Once the goal is set, the pace of progress becomes more determined.

The group soon arrived at the foot of the mountain where Artoria was located.

A road leading to the mountaintop lay before the three of them.

“This is too high!”

Olga Marie looked at the stone steps in front of her and showed a fearful expression.