The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

After all, in her mind, her Master should have been killed by her, but the Command Spell just now saved her.

However, this won't affect the fanatic's actions. Since she's going to disrupt the Holy Grail War anyway, continuing to hunt down other mages and her own Master is no different.

She soon met her Master, and after using up her Command Seals, Jesta Caltoré found her Servant through the contract.

Without hesitation, the fanatic displayed his divine power to kill Jesta, but his injuries had not yet healed, and he was forced back.

During their escape, the fanatics entered the forest, using its terrain to distance themselves from the enemy. If the enemy caught up, they could even ambush them. However, they discovered that once inside, they could not escape the forest no matter what they did.

It wasn't until she used her meditative abilities to assess her surroundings that she realized this vast forest was acting according to the will of a certain person.

Therefore, in order to find out who created this forest barrier and to determine whether the person was an enemy or an ally, the fanatics headed towards a direction with even more concentrated magic.

Right there, Richard and Enkidu had just met and were having a conversation.

Enkidu was quite easy to talk to, but he was a little curious about the identity of Manshu, whom Richard had mentioned giving advice.

However, Richard had no information to draw and could only make inferences based on what he saw during the battle.

"It seems this isn't someone I know. They probably saw me yesterday, recognized me, and are aware of my abilities, which is why they sent you here."

After this incident, the alliance talks went quite smoothly, except that Enkidu needed to test Richard's skills.

This wasn't to make things difficult for Richard, but rather because they feared Richard would be harassed by Gilgamesh here, and if he wasn't strong enough, he might be killed on the spot.

Richard was able to handle the probing questions, and the alliance was successfully established.

However, after that, the fanatics who had been listening to the conversation emerged from their hiding places, hoping to establish a cooperative relationship.

She hoped to use the power of others to eliminate the Dead Apostles, partly because Richard had previously cooperated with Hassan, and partly because her status as a Master was undoubtedly an insult and defilement to her, which is why she made the request for cooperation.

Enkidu does indeed have a small matter to attend to; he also intends to eliminate the monster that is even more troublesome than the Dead Apostles.

It was a combination of a pitch-black curse and reddish-black sludge.

……

The twisted magical aggregate known as sludge was something Francesca extracted from the Greater Grail along with Fuyuki when she stole a part of the Grail's composition.

Faldius, who possesses memories of the Third Holy Grail War, directly proposes to isolate the sludge, but the higher-ups and assistants are deeply interested in it.

Francesca sludge is stored in the crevices of well-adapted human internal organs, and all those who have sludge on their bodies eventually go mad and are then devoured and wiped out.

Only Bazdilot remained steadfast, even as the sludge clung to him, and even used his own magic as fodder to increase the amount of sludge.

Although others praised him for his mastery of magic within his spiritual family, which allowed him to maintain his sanity and control the sludge, it was a testament to Bazdilot's strength as a magician.

But Faldius knew that while Bazdilot did control and cultivate the sludge through his magic, he did not maintain his rationality in controlling it.

The man named Bazdilot was already so insane as to deviate from the norm when the mud settled on him, or perhaps even from the very beginning.

Chapter Thirty-Two: Fog

"Answer me, how many more days can you hold on?"

Bazdilot asked Alcides calmly.

Alcádez responded to Bázdilott in a very straightforward manner.

"I think I can remain rational for another three to four days."

“是吗9？这样一来对0于那些冒牌4货占8据的优势4就消失了啊2……不对，考9虑到你0就算5被疯狂吞噬了理智也还不会消灭的这一点，目前还是对我们有利吧。”

Although Alcides was indeed poisoned by the Hydra, he absorbed the poison through the Muddy Sludge, preventing his body from collapsing.

However, those toxins did indeed still exist in his body, although his flesh was not affected by the power of the Twelve Glories.

That was the power he gained from the trial of the wild boar of Mount Erymanthos, but it was not the power of the wild boar, but the immortality he had taken from his mentor Chiron.

Chiron, the centaur who possessed immortality, was infected by the venom of the Hydra after being accidentally shot by Alcides.

Unable to bear the intense physical pain and the torment in his heart, Chiron finally transferred his insecurity to Prometheus and died.

Therefore, although Alcides lost the twelve alternative lives that his original spirit origin possessed, the immortality that he also transferred to Prometheus also exists in Alcides' body as one of his Noble Phantasms, in the form of a unique alternative lifespan.

However, activating this Noble Phantasm also means that the pain Chiron suffered will reside within Alcides' body.

And now these pains are relentlessly tormenting Alcides, pains that even Hercules, in his previous life, chose to die for, bringing only endless suffering.

However, under the influence of the sludge, this pain also transformed into strength, maintaining a state of mutual neutralization.

"Mud is in control now, but this poison is a symbol of my death. Although it is not eroding my physical body, which is the foundation of my spirit, the poison is slowly but surely attacking the very roots of my spirit."

Alcides said without fear.

Although the sludge offered some relief, the pain, far exceeding that of ordinary poisons, continued to course relentlessly throughout his body. 4

Alcides, relying solely on his desire for revenge, forcibly suppressed his pain, maintaining a semblance of normalcy in his mental state. (Eight)

However, this approach has a time limit, which is exactly what he just mentioned.

"That's enough."

...three

"This guy is definitely suited for this kind of thing; he accomplished it without much effort." (iii)

After reviewing the three-way alliance formed in the forest, Manjusaki stood up from his chair, relaxed for a moment, and then headed to Orlando's office.

Orlando is currently taking a short break from his busy schedule, enjoying a moment of peace. ⑤

Although he still has to go out to issue a statement about what happened this morning, he can at least get some rest now, since he didn't have much time to close his eyes last night.

Of course, Manshu's arrival left him with little time to rest. He seemed to sense the change in the air as he was resting with his eyes closed, and immediately opened his eyes and sat up, where he saw Manshu in front of him.

"I didn't expect you to make a special trip here after resolving the matter. I was planning to go and thank you later. Thank you for your help this morning."

Orlando stood up and addressed Manshu with great respect.

"It's alright. I saw something quite satisfactory, and I didn't go entirely because of you."

As Manshu answered, he found a seat and sat down.

"Even ignoring everything that happened in between, your actions prevented the city from suffering even greater destruction, and I must express my sincere gratitude to you... Is this it?"

Orlando breathed a sigh of relief, then a slight smile appeared on his stern face, and he continued.

Manshu didn't stop there. After sitting down, he reached out and took out two cups from an empty space.

The cup seemed to be filled with some kind of liquid, and steam was rising from it.

Manshu placed one glass in front of herself and pushed the other towards Orlando, prompting Orlando to ask with some confusion.

Despite his doubts, Orlando took the cup, and the aroma, along with the rising steam, wafted into his nostrils.

"This is... hot cocoa?"

"Although there is no real rest as long as you are alive, we cannot be overwhelmed by continuous action. Drink up, this is chocolate from Miktlampa."

"Miktlampa?"

Orlando drank his cocoa while trying to recall where the word came from.

"It's so bitter, the taste is a bit strange."

Although it looked alright on the surface, the moment Orlando put the liquid in his mouth, a slightly contorted expression appeared on his face, but he managed to suppress it.

"Just consider it a characteristic of this land. To bring out the effectiveness of the soldiers, taste is not an important thing."

Manshu laughed as he drank his own cocoa. The cup he handed over was probably traditional Mayan hot chocolate, bitter, sour, and spicy.

Of course, Manju himself didn't drink the Mayan flavor, much less the Aztec flavor; drinking that kind of stuff was just torture for him.

(9) He personally prefers sweet flavors, so the cup contains an extreme sweetness, and a slight bitterness that neutralizes the sweetness.

(iv) It's something that's hard to get satisfied with or get tired of no matter how much you drink; you could probably keep drinking it forever.

(8) "I was making a fuss over nothing. After tasting it carefully, it does have a unique flavor."

2. Upon hearing Manshu's words, Orlando also searched his memory for Miktlampa.

After all, it was a civilization that once existed not far from the land he stood on.

Ummictlampa is a resting place in the underworld of Miktlan, an eternal, still, dark place ruled by Tescatlipoca.

(3) That is the end of the underworld, where the souls of the dead are fulfilled and eternalized. It is the final destination after the separation of the human heart and body.

Zero Orlando had also heard that the original chocolate used for drinking was quite different from the one used now, so he had no further doubts and drank all the liquid in the cup, sip by sip.

(5) Although the taste is quite strange and not so acceptable, the effects are indeed there.

Searching for cocoa, which should have been food for the gods, gave Oran, who was somewhat tired and exhausted, a great deal of energy.

So's fatigue and troubles were swept away, and even his body and magic circuits were filled with power.

Q: "Thank you for your gift. This is a great help. This abundant energy should keep me from needing to rest much for the next few days."

"A few sleepless nights are not too difficult, but it's just something I did on the spur of the moment. It's time to get down to business."

"Please feel free to speak up. Even if it's just to express your gratitude, the police station will fully support you."

"That's not to ask you to do anything. I'm just here to let you know that your men should take the things to me. I need to make some minor modifications."

Since this is my first time doing this, the results in actual combat don't seem to be that good. I'll need to make some minor modifications based on the situation.

Manshu waved his hand, finished explaining, placed the cup on the table, and then disappeared again.

"So it's not that you're difficult to talk to, but simply a quirk?"

Orlando's opinion of Manshu has changed considerably, but he still finds this behavior somewhat difficult to understand.

However, their collaboration seems to be going smoothly so far, and it appears that there won't be any problems.

Orlando didn't dwell on his feelings and immediately called his assistant.

"Bella, have all members of the twenty-eight-man monster send their Noble Phantasms to the place where they were previously collected."

……

It was dusk when the Central Hospital, located in the central district of Xueyuan City, was established.

This is a huge building painted white, which looks like an art gallery from the outside, but inside it is a hospital equipped with the most advanced equipment in the city.

However, the hospital experienced a surge of patients today, causing some chaos at the hospital counter.

"So my husband is really strange. He was supposed to go to work in Las Vegas, but he suddenly came back and talked nonsense about me never wanting to leave the city."

“Hey, this is really strange! The colleague who was supposed to deliver goods to Indian Springs ran back without working, so we sent someone else, but that person also ran back immediately.”