The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"It seems the result is clear; you have indeed chosen a good referee, Berserker."

Rider dispelled his doubts and looked up at Manshu.

"The result will still be a clash of swords. It seems I can only try to persuade either Saber or Archer."

“If Archer heard these words, he would only make a firm decision to kill you with his own hands.”

"Do we need to emphasize this? We've been aware of this for a long time."

Rider exclaimed excitedly, even spilling some of the wine from his glass.

"But before that, I plan to try out the wine that Archer has in his stash. How about you lend a hand in this regard? I'll definitely share some with you after I manage to get it."

Rider extended an invitation to Manshu in a very serious manner.

“That’s going to be difficult. Archer has already escaped from me twice. It will take a lot of effort to catch him.”

Manshu did not refuse, but instead showed an excited smile with great interest.

“That’s something to worry about. Archer is definitely not going to escape me. The response to my presence here will not only be the sacred bull offered to Zeus, but also my army. No one can escape their attack.”

"To reveal your biggest trump card like this, you truly live up to your reputation, Rider, oh no, King of Conquerors."

"Then I'll agree to Rider's request. But it's not just Archer's treasure that I'll be taking. Saber's holy sword is a treasure I cherish. Its starlight, even across time and space, still lingers in my memory. Help me take it back as well."

Manju and Rider, like robbers dividing their loot beforehand, divided the remaining two Servants among themselves, assigning ownership to each of them.

"It seems there are still Assassins around. When the time comes, just use your iron hooves and divine light to crush them at will. There's no need to bother with those boring followers."

"That sounds really good. The final winner will take the most precious treasure. It's a deal, Berserker."

Rider was very satisfied with the final result, raised his glass high, and drank the wine down to the last drop.

He seemed slightly dissatisfied with this, so he put down the cup, picked up the wine jug next to him, and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Alright, Berserker. Let me ask you a question: Do you think that a true king is truly detached from the mundane world?"

"The God-King is naturally above the mortal world."

"That answer won't do. Next time, I'll show you what true kingly demeanor is all about."

Rider burst into laughter, and Manshu joined in, laughing heartily.

Chapter Thirty-Three Miscellaneous Sayings

The evening's hospitality had ended, and Rider drove his oxcart, taking his Master with him, away from the Tohsaka family.

Although the venue and the wine weren't great, it was hardly the quality of a royal banquet.

However, such a grand event is naturally centered on people; the presence of two participants already represents its highest quality.

Rider and Manshu, at least for today, have had a good time and can leave in high spirits. Hmm.

The exquisite wine, accompanied by passionate words, blend together to create a wonderful and exhilarating night. (7)

The alliance has been temporarily established; now it's time to consider the next steps.

Saber and Archer are fundamentally incompatible; a cooperative relationship based on trust is impossible between them.

Neither Saber's nor Archer's Masters are easy to get along with; Kiritsugu Emiya and Kirei Kotomine are probably both plotting when to draw their hidden swords.

Given the right opportunity, they wouldn't hesitate to trample on this laughable alliance agreement like a piece of waste paper.

And the method to defeat such an alliance, where everyone has their own ulterior motives, doesn't need to be too complicated. (iv)

Schemes like sowing discord can indeed be implemented, but they tend to be troublesome and not so easy.

Kiritsugu Emiya and Kirei Kotomine are not stupid. If their plan is poorly executed, it will be easily seen through and they might even be taken advantage of.

Furthermore, at this point, Manshu doesn't need to use these troublesome methods; what he needs to do is very simple: just go straight for the kill.

If you directly target the stronghold of any one of them, the other side won't be able to provide support so quickly and efficiently.

Even if they could contribute, the extent of their efforts would be another matter, and the alliance would naturally be torn apart.

Of course, to do this, you need to have enough power, at least the ability to defeat Saber or Archer alone.

A simple strategy certainly has a high barrier to entry, but coincidentally, among the remaining five Servants, Assassin is probably the only one who cannot do this.

Apart from Manjusaka, Archer, Saber, and Rider are all powerful Heroic Spirits standing at the top of the Holy Grail War.

Even among the officially recognized top Servants, these individuals are at least at the upper echelons, or even at the pinnacle.

Even if they are slightly weaker than each other, they are by no means without a chance of winning.

Therefore, the alliance between Saber and Archer naturally appears fragile.

"You look very happy, so everything must be going well. With your wisdom and vision, you can surely accomplish anything with ease."

Having cleaned up the remaining mess, Matou Kariya came to Manshu's side. Seeing Manshu looking at the sky with a happy smile, he spoke.

After seeing Rider off again, Manshu remained seated in his chair, gazing at the sky.

Despite the chaos caused by Zeus's thunderbolts and Ra's sunlight, the night sky still offered a sense of tranquility after all the brilliance faded.

The still relatively bright moonlight, the twinkling stars, and the lingering golden magical light created a rather beautiful scene.

We should see news reports tomorrow about the aurora-like phenomena that have been occurring in Fuyuki City for several days in recent days.

"Rider is indeed an interesting guy, and I enjoyed our conversation very much."

However, Manshu seemed quite relaxed, leaning back in her chair without making many movements, simply replying in a soft voice.

"That's certainly noticeable; the joy in your voice is even stronger than it was a few days ago."

Since Manshu was in a good mood, Matou Kariya was naturally happy as well. He slowly walked behind Manshu and stood there quietly, like a guard standing guard.

Zero: "You also talked to Rider Master. What are your thoughts on him?"

Midnight like this is the time for idle chatter. After the banquet, casual conversation is enough to pass the time and alleviate the emptiness that follows the grand occasion.

"I think Waver, the Master who is suitable for Rider, and his Servant have very different personalities. Compared to that magnanimous king, this guy's inferiority complex is probably even greater than mine."

"Even so, those two are actually surprisingly suitable. There has to be a relationship between the Servant and the Master that allows them to communicate. It is a pipe dream to think that one person can go all the way in the end."

Manju felt somewhat fortunate, as it would have been troublesome if his Master had been Kenneth or Kirei Kotomine.

Those two are not easy Masters to get along with. As for Kiritsugu Emiya, we can only say that they are not very compatible, but their relationship probably won't be as strained as it is between him and Saber.

Oh, and there's Ryunosuke too. Let's just ignore him. There's no need to make too many comments about real scum.

“I don’t have your vision and wisdom, so I couldn’t see that point. But if it were you, I think you would definitely be the final winner even if you were on your own, since it seems that I’m mostly just holding you back.”

Matou Kariya lowered his head and spoke slowly. He couldn't say he lacked confidence in himself, but he realized how ridiculous he had been that year, so it was hard for him to think about his potential talents anymore.

"How could that be? Even Pharaoh Osmandis needed his beloved Nefertari and his dearest brother Moses by his side. There are far fewer things that one person can do, even for an omnipotent god-king."

Zhao Manshu grinned without showing her teeth and let out a soft laugh. It was a pleasant night, and even if she were to scold someone, there was no need to pretend to be angry.

Anyway, the guy behind him could understand what he was saying, he just sometimes forgot.

"I am no match for Moses. My king, in both wisdom and ability, only the magic still flowing within me and the stinging pain from the magic circuits can tell me that I may be helping you."

"Since you know you're helping me, there's no need to say what I said before. Alright, let's stop with the spoilsport and sit down to enjoy the night view together. Only by seeing this beautiful night can we truly appreciate the brilliance of sunrise."

The desolate darkness of the night only serves to highlight the vitality and warmth brought by the rising sun, making it all worth appreciating.

Matou Kariya said nothing more, but went to get a stool and sat down behind Manju. He looked at the scattered stars in the sky and the scattered golden light, and was unusually immersed in it.

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Chapter 34 Promise

The alternation of day and night brings the dawn's glow, and as the first rays of sunlight shine upon this land, vitality bursts forth in this city.

Workers who arrived in trucks completely restored the banquet venue, which had already been simply cleaned up.

They marveled at the Tohsaka family mansion, wondering how many people had attended the banquet there the previous night.

However, the remaining scene was somewhat unexpected, with broken wine glasses and spilled wine on the ground.

Torn pieces of roast chicken and pigeon were scattered haphazardly on the table, and the finished roast pig was also in disarray. It didn't look like an elegant banquet, but rather a rough and unrefined feast.

Although it has been tidied up, it is still clear that several burly men had a feast here last night, which is why such traces were left.

This inevitably brings to mind Valhalla in the Norse mythology, where the heroic warriors enjoyed delicious wild boar meat and mead.

Only tall warriors like them enjoying a feast here could create this scene.

All of this was naturally what happened last night. Rider didn't hold back at all and indulged in the delicious food.

Rider craves his own physical body and has absolutely no interest in the Servant state, which looks no different from a ghost.

This is why Rider is very resistant to becoming a spirit and basically always remains in a physical state.

Therefore, physical pleasures and aesthetic experiences are not things that can be neglected.

Of course, you should enjoy the delicious food on the table to the fullest and drink the wonderful wine.

For many people, such tangible physical sensations are the proof of being alive.

Manshu himself was like that; the way food and wine danced in his mouth, the pleasure that blossomed on his taste buds, made one feel as if they were still alive.

This is the beautiful splendor of life, so intoxicating! Even the finest wine could never achieve this.

After all, the illusion and intoxication created by fine wine are dreams that will inevitably end.

But life is not a dream, but something that truly exists.

"It is only when people see the sunrise and the sun shining brightly in the sky that they understand that Ra's divine light has never faded."

Manju sat in the magnificent chair, gazing at the sun rising with the dawn, and spoke to Matou Kariya behind him.

"People are always forgetful and can only see what's in front of them, which is why they make such mistakes. Even if Ra sent the goddess Sekhmet to punish the fools who spread rumors, it wouldn't stop them from spreading their delusions."