The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Manshu didn't seem to want to think about it in detail, and simply said...

Strategy isn't really a big deal for him; at least, he doesn't think about it much.

Simply and squarely crush them; that would save a lot of trouble.

"Yes, even if Ayaka Sajou isn't at the Sajou residence, she should have left some useful clues. Going straight in is indeed a good approach."

Arash agreed.

"However, before I go, I need to take care of one thing."

After reaching a consensus, Manshu then spoke.

"The Nibelungen people's skills are good, but this dragon-slaying magic sword is not worthy of being compared with Frey's sword of victory. This sword was broken by that scorching flame, so I have to spend time reforging this weapon first."

Manshu took out his severed Balmonge sword and stroked the broken pieces.

This sword was still somewhat weak, which is why it was broken. Of course, fate also played a part in this.

When Odin arrived and planted the shell of Gram in the tree, the narrated destiny began to unfold.

Now it was time to reforge them, and the two swords of victory were used as an attempt at reforging, but they were easily shattered.

This was also the fate that had to be fulfilled, an attempt before a true reforging, and the two swords were easily broken by the hero.

As Manju had previously told Svepdag, the fulfillment of destiny arises and is carried out from his will, and Gram's fate unfolds here after Manju summons Odin's sword.

"You must reforge your sword. I know this story too. The knowledge granted by the Holy Grail contains this story. But how long will it take you?"

If it takes too long, I can go and scout out the Sajō family first. My eyes can observe from a considerable distance, and even if we're ambushed, escaping won't be difficult."

The people present were not surprised by this, after all, the story of reforging the sword was indeed a well-known factor.

Arash, quite enthusiastically, suggested that they first go and find a place to stay to see if they could obtain any useful information.

“A simple reforging doesn’t take too long, but a true reforging requires the blood of a dragon. I’m just attaching this sword to restore some of its rightful brilliance.”

Manshu replied without hesitation that otherwise, he would not have brought this up only now.

After all, it is necessary to prioritize the importance of things and the order in which they should be completed. It is precisely because they do not require much time that they are being dealt with now.

"Then we'll wait here for a while."

Archer made a gesture of waiting for good news, and Manju took his broken sword to the place he had previously chosen for forging.

The skill required to reforge this sword is actually not complicated; even an apprentice who has not studied diligently can reforge this divine sword.

However, even the most skilled craftsmen, capable of forging treasures to offer to the gods, can only produce a failed product that breaks at the slightest touch when they try to recast it with all their might.

Because the only condition required to complete this recasting is the courage to know no fear.

Manju put the broken sword into the furnace. Although it was just an ordinary furnace, the broken sword melted immediately upon being placed inside.

Just as Manju said, it didn't take long before he walked out, holding the reforged divine sword.

However, this sword doesn't resemble the previous seven demonic swords, Balmong. Instead, it exudes a rich aura of the sun, though the dragon's aura is still slightly lingering.

The three swords that were previously used on this sword and were broken were also used as materials for reforging.

Two swords of victory, along with Gram from the great god Odin, were used as the foundation to complete the basic reforging of this sword.

"Even if it's not finished, it still exudes a dangerous aura. I'm afraid the sword of victory in Swipdag's hand can no longer cut your sword."

Arash's keen eyes immediately spotted the power contained within the reforged divine sword, and he said with a smile.

"Of course he can't cut the sword again. The fact that he was able to do it before was due to the fate I had hoped for."

Otherwise, how could he have accomplished this? What an honor it is to break my weapon.

But now that he has obtained this glory, in exchange for his fate, he will use his own blood to restore the sword to its rightful glory.

Manshu raised the sword in his hand and said confidently.

……

The man named Nigel stood on the rooftop of a five-story residential building in Akihabara, seemingly in complete control of everything in the cool, gloomy weather.

After summoning the Servant Brunhilde, his tactics became clear.

Let Brunhilde fight all the Servants, then choose the strongest among them, have him take the potion he created, and then all you have to do is wait for the end of the Holy Grail War.

Brunhilde, having reached the pinnacle of her emotions, completed the final battle of the Holy Grail War.

For this reason, he had been allowing Brunhilde to nurture his feelings, in order to plan for the final battle.

Nine until this moment, everything was out of his control.

A stunningly beautiful woman, pure and flawless, appeared before the man's eyes, her lovely figure like that of a fairy.

8. With a smile on her face, bathed in the blessings of the stars, a beauty dancing in the night, dressed in an emerald green dress, revealing herself like a young girl.

2. "Sajō Aika..."

4. The name was involuntarily uttered from Nigel's mouth, and from that moment on, the collapse of everything began.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Demigod

"Greetings, Master of Lancer."

Linagel only remembered the girl's voice coming from her mouth. Although it was just a simple greeting, no one would take it lightly.

⑤ "Good evening, Miss. It is a dangerous move for a Master to face another Master alone."

Nigel spoke cautiously, out of caution.

The Command Seals, mimicking angel wings, have two strokes positioned in the center of his pupils, highlighting his status as a Master.

"I just wanted to confirm one thing: your Servant Brunhilde is very strong."

The sound was like the rustling of a gentle breeze, bringing warmth and comfort to the heart.

That's how most people would feel, but for Nigel, it was nothing but an undeniable chill.

"What exactly are you trying to do? If that's all you're going to say, then you should find out more about your Master's identity."

I won't let this opportunity to win slip by; it's rare to have a chance to defeat the number one Saber so easily.

Brunhilde, I command you to kill Saber's Master, Sajō Ayaka.

Nigel's memories would likely end after this command, because Brunhilde, who obeyed the order and moved forward, went berserk the next moment.

She completely ignored Aika Sajou, who was her target, and instead ran straight in another direction.

"I will kill Sigurd... Heh... Let everything burn..."

Brunhilde burst into laughter, her face contorting dramatically from the joy that should have filled her lips.

Sighing amid laughter, raging amid sighing, laughing amid raging.

Hostility, hatred, anger, sorrow, grief, and regret—these emotions seemed to mingle in Brunhilde's lips.

All that remained was that eerie smile spreading across her face, and in that instant, the woman's vital inner self completely collapsed, causing her to go berserk.

9. "Brynhildr, I command you to return."

④ Nigel frowned and hurriedly called out, but the once incredibly obedient servant completely ignored his words.

Even though Ling used up the Command Seal he saw, it did not change the outcome.

The rampaging Brunhilde broke free from the master-servant contract and the control of the Command Spell, brandishing her massive silver spear and charging toward the beloved she so desperately wanted to kill.

"What did you do? You caused Brunhilde to completely collapse."

⑤ Shock and trembling overwhelmed Nigel, causing him to let out a short roar.

6. "Isn't this what you wanted? I gave it a little push, igniting Lancer's passion."

4. Sajou Aika looked up at the sky and spoke softly.

……

The magic passed down by the Sajo family is black magic, which requires the use of sacrificial objects in rituals. They often use pigeons as catalysts for these rituals.

As a result, the number of pigeons in the Sajō family's courtyard increased, partly due to the dislike of the second daughter of the Sajō family, Sajō Ayaka.

Similarly, this isn't a place where people can come and go freely. Although it's daytime, it can still make a little noise, but there's no need to worry.

Arash and Manshu have arrived here. As an Archer, Arash originally planned to use his excellent eyesight to gather information about the entire mansion first.

Manju refused, believing that there was no need to do such troublesome things.

He raised the short sword in his hand and hurled it, transforming it into a spear.

The meteor streaked across the ground, piercing through the numerous barriers and magical traps set up in the Sand Sculptor's courtyard, clearing a path.

"It seems like no important people are still here; the relocation was quite quick."

The thrown spear did not reach the target set by Manshu. After breaking through the barrier, it returned to Manshu's hand on its own.

However, there are still two living people left here. According to the information provided by the Linglongguan family, they should be Hiroki Sajou, the current head of the Sajou family, and Ayaka Sajou, the younger sister of Aika Sajou.

"They might know something, and as magicians, they can't be irrelevant personnel. At the very least, they should be considered as people who participated in the war."

“I know that, but… it seems like someone is approaching this way at high speed?”

Arash had just nodded and was about to enter Sajou's house when he suddenly noticed something and turned his head to look in the other direction.

"who is it?"

Manju didn't bother to open his eyes and asked Arash directly.

"It's Lancer. She's flying this way, engulfed in flames, with a distorted smile on her face. Something's probably wrong with her."

Arash's eyes were still good enough for him to see a person's face clearly even from a considerable distance.

Brunhilde's condition was clearly not right, and Arash was about to pick up his bow to fight back.

“If Lancer is as you describe him, then he’s probably here for me. I’m not particularly skilled at conversation or questioning, so Archer, you can go and ask the owner of this house what information he has.”

"I'll test my skills against this goddess's daughter, driven mad by love and fate. After all, Brunhilde in this state is no ordinary hero to defeat."

Manju knew Brunhilde's situation at a glance; the burning flames were naturally released by magic, but the flight was probably the power of the primordial runes.

However, Brunhilde, whose divinity was stripped away by the great god Odin, had no way to properly use the runes taught by Odin.

Once the power of the Primal Rune is fully unleashed, Brunhilde's Spirit Origin will be destroyed.

"It seems to be some kind of ill-fated relationship. I'll leave this matter to you then, but be careful."