The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

His eyes were remarkably sharp, and even the two katana he held seemed unyielding and fearless.

Instead of running away, Miyamoto Iori stood still and carefully observed the musket that was being thrown at him.

His gaze even penetrated the steam, and then the two katanas were swung out. In an instant, the two katanas transformed into a fierce sword light, like a monstrous wave that covered the flaming spear.

As the blade flashed, the fire was extinguished, followed by the sound of a sword falling to the ground.

Large beads of sweat streamed down Miyamoto Iori's face, his pain evident. His hands trembled so much that he could no longer hold the katana, and it fell to the ground.

But he did manage to destroy the musket; however, as a mortal, he was not immune to the terrifying heat.

"You underestimated your Master. This guy's swordsmanship is quite good as well. If he were a Servant, he might even be qualified to watch this battle."

Manshu's face also showed a look of surprise. He had never paid much attention to the enemy's Master. After all, for him, if he didn't know someone, there was nothing to pay attention to.

After all, most of them are just like ants on the roadside, hardly adding much fun to him.

Although that attack didn't involve much force, after passing through the water curtain, it would probably only burn a person to the point of death if not treated in time, but not to the point of instant death.

However, Miyamoto Iori calmly observed the musket, located the flow of magic, and then used her sword to sever the magic.

It is indeed quite impressive. If it were an ordinary martial artist, let alone wielding a sword, they wouldn't even be able to look at the life-or-death threat with their eyes at the very beginning.

"Is there... anything else besides burns?"

Saber broke through Manjusuke's obstruction and quickly walked to Miyamoto Iori's side to assess his injuries.

"It's okay, I can still manage."

Miyamoto Iori took two red gems out of her clothes and then crushed them.

The healing magic took effect at that moment, erasing the burn marks from his body.

Miyamoto Iori himself has mastered gem magic, a branch of Western folk magic. Although he is only a novice as a samurai, he can still use basic enhancement, healing, and fire and wind magic.

The Niten Ichiryu Wind Chapter analyzes other schools of thought, critically examines them, and uses this to deepen the understanding of the Niten Ichiryu style.

Western external techniques are also included. The Wind Form that Miyamoto Iori has mastered is a sword technique that combines swordsmanship and magic. It is precisely because of this that he is able to quickly find the point to cut through magic.

"Don't worry about me. This is a battle I can't get involved in. Everything must be left to you, Saber. Don't get distracted here."

With that one blow, Miyamoto Iori knew that this was a war he could not participate in. Although he could understand it by looking at the landscape, only by experiencing it firsthand could he feel the terror.

What a terrifying opponent this is! It's not just that it far surpasses him; it's practically a completely different species. (3·=4◎肆—！ ㈡√●)

Miyamoto Iori, born in this era, thought she would never be able to find satisfaction again, but she never expected to be involved in this ritual and see countless such terrifying monsters.

In this era of Japan, Miyamoto Iori was the last remnant of the Sword Saint. After Yagyu Jubei died, there was no enemy on the land of Japan who could be called his match, because there was no other Sword Saint besides him. He was the last Sword Saint.

This left him with rather complicated feelings. What a terrifying opponent this was; he probably needed to exhaust the principles of swordsmanship to even come close to him.

He had already witnessed the exquisite swordsmanship; on the very day he summoned Saber, he saw that incredible, awe-inspiring skill.

That was enough to take him back to the sword saint's skills he had seen when he was a child, and then he saw a scene of manipulating the power of heaven and earth, like a god.

Therefore, he was forging his inner self, honing his swordsmanship, and searching for the ultimate void recorded in the Book of Five Rings.

But that's far from enough. If I were skilled enough, I could have used my sword to cut down the musket without injuring myself.

"Don't be brave."

Saber said with some concern, holding her sword in front of Miyamoto Iori, her gaze shifting between her Master and the enemy.

"Saber, show me your true power! Nothing can surpass your sword!"

Miyamoto Iori spoke in an almost shouting voice, which startled Saber. She then smiled, nodded, and turned around.

"Hmm. I didn't expect you to be the one to motivate me, that's quite surprising. Well then, just watch, Iori."

Saber regrouped and faced Manshu with an even more positive spirit.

"It seems my waiting here was worthwhile. Bonds, indeed, have the potential to create miracles here."

During their conversation, Manshu simply stuck his katana into the ground and waited, as he could tell that development was what he hoped for.

There is naturally no need to destroy it; he still has the patience to wait for the ingredients to be transformed into something wonderful.

Even if you're starving, you still have to wait for the chef to prepare the ingredients properly and turn them into a truly delicious meal before you can actually eat, right? You can't just pick up raw food without any processing and swallow it whole.

Manju wasn't that thirsty yet, so he was quite easy prey? 〇④糤5熝＿④中·＋转〔〓QUN：He patiently watched Saber approach.

"Saber, I'm begging you."

"Yes, Iori, you may leave."

Miyamoto Iori rationally chose to retreat, though he didn't go too far, remaining in a position where he could observe the entire battlefield, though it was unlikely that he would be affected.

"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting, Rider. I'll make it up to you with the battle you've been longing for."

Saber brandished the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi in his hand, demonstrating the divine sword's capabilities without any hesitation.

"The purest waters, rippling, flowing, and surging into the sea, transforming into countless stars—Special Technique! Eight-Headed Raging Waves!"

This was originally a technique designed for humans, and its power was much greater when targeting humans. The surging magic power was divided into eight, forming eight consecutive attacks that struck Manshu in an instant.

Manju stood still without dodging or flinching, pulled out the katana stuck in the ground, and directly unleashed the remaining power of Bahram within him.

"Show me your sword. I'm standing right here. If you can make me back with one strike, you win."

Chapter Twenty-Seven: Water and Fire

Eight flashes of sword light surged from the sky like clouds, but Manshu stood still and raised her hand to block all the attacks.

Manjushri continued chanting Bahram's Yasht, causing the fire of war to burn even more fiercely within him.

“We praise the Bahram created by Ahura.”

Ahura's creation, Bahram, transformed for the tenth time into a handsome and dignified man created by Mazda. He wore a gold-inlaid dagger at his waist, was impeccably dressed, and had a dignified appearance as he walked toward Zoroaster.

Thus Bahram, created by Soahullah, came into the world.

Sobahram has ten incarnations in Avesta, appearing successively as a raging wind, a bull with golden horns, a white horse with golden ears and a golden neigh, a strong camel, a wild boar, a handsome fifteen-year-old youth, a lithe eagle, a sheep with curved horns, a male antelope with sharp horns, and finally, a warrior clad in armor.

Q Manshu read the first twenty-seven verses of Bachram's Asht at a fairly fast pace, describing the ten incarnations and the appearances of Zoroaster before him.

The dazzling flames spread continuously across Manju's body, using this blazing fire to counter the surging blue waves in Saber's hands.

N merely imitated the techniques of Orochi, which is far from sufficient.

Although it is a Noble Phantasm that elevates a special technique, it is actually more like a power generated by relying on the power of this divine sword.

Ultimately, it should be said that this is quite similar to Ibuki-dōji's Noble Phantasm. Both of them wield the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi and have the same extension.

④ Ibuki-dōji possesses a Noble Phantasm called Ibuki-gō-kyō-hachi-kōchō, which also uses eight consecutive attacks to demonstrate the ferocity of the gods and exercise the power she inherited from Yamata no Orochi as a flood god.

However, unlike Saber who needs to rely on the Ame no Miku to unleash her power, Ibuki-douji only needs to rely on his own strength.

(2) After all, without releasing the true name of the Ama no Kusanagi in her hands, Saber cannot wield the power of a god like Ibuki-dōji.

Therefore, Ibuki-dōji's Eight Meridians Raging Waves is rated B+, which is more powerful than Yamata no Raging Waves.

(iii) However, the two of them have different Ame no Kumo swords. The Ame no Kumo sword in Ibuki-doji's hands is only A+ level, which is also because she only temporarily borrowed some of the glory of Ame no Kumo and did not play its true value.

3 However, when it comes to the Kusanagi Sword, most people will first think of Susanoo, also known as Susanoo.

However, Susanoo himself did not use the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi much. He used the Totsuka-no-Tsurugi when he killed Yamata-no-Orochi, and after obtaining the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, he did not use it, but instead gave it to Amaterasu.

(v) Then Amaterasu gave this sword to Nyanuki-no-Mikoto when the Heavenly Grandson descended, along with the Yata no Kagami and the Yasakani no Magatama.

Therefore, in the story, the first time the Ame no Kumo sword truly became a weapon was in the hands of the Japanese warrior Takeru.

The divine sword he wielded surged with the divine power of the Yamata no Orochi. The hero before him did not hesitate much; he had already understood this from their previous encounters.

The opponent before us is one that we cannot defeat without exerting our full strength, or even that we cannot find a chance of victory without using our power.

Although the other party exercised self-restraint, it would be excessively foolish to believe the enemy's words during battle.

Even if Saber believed it, he would still take corresponding precautions. Since it was a fierce battle, he should naturally use all means to seek victory.

Deception is also a tactic, and Saber herself has used this move before, so there's no reason to underestimate it.

The two weapons clashed several times in the air, generating enough wind to split the earth.

After his final attack, he summoned a wave of power, leaped backward, and immediately grasped the divine sword with both hands, raising it high above his head.

Saber isn't one to hide his abilities. Once the probing is over, there's no need for further words; he should simply unleash his strongest sword capable of defeating his enemies.

"Heaven, Earth, Sea, Mist, Flame. All the forces of heaven and earth gather here... World Sword: Ame-no-Murakumo Sword."

Without hesitation, Saber unleashed the Heavenly Azure Cloud Sword in his hand, invoking the power of Yamata no Orochi to manipulate the forces of nature.

In Type-Moon, the Yamata no Orochi possesses eight powers: mountain, water, earth, steel, sky, storm, fire, and conflict.

Steel is the essence of this sword, while mountains and strife may be the forces that this sword cannot wield. After all, the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi wielded by Saber is only one aspect of this sword, just as Ibuki's Noble Phantasm is named the Divine Sword, Kusanagi no Taisho.

This sword also has other names, such as Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi and Tsumo-no-Kari no Tachi. Just like Yamata no Orochi, which is both a calamity dragon and the god Ibuki, this sword also has different facets.

The name Tian Cong Yun comes from the clouds wrapped around a giant snake, which is said to be related to the legend of Liu Bang's snake-slaying sword recorded in the Records of the Grand Historian.

In Saber's hands, this sword is a Noble Phantasm that summons the power of the gods and unleashes the power of Yamata no Orochi.

At this moment, Saber chose the power of water, which should be the most essential power of Yamata no Orochi.

Yamata no Orochi, as a side of the god, exists as a flood god, and its essence should be an imagined mythical monster born from the rampant floods of many tributary rivers.

In Proto-Indo-European mythology, there exists a mythological motif called the Chaos Kamps, which is a great battle between a humanoid hero symbolizing order and a dragon or serpent symbolizing chaos, and the myth of the dragon or serpent being defeated in the end.

In this mythological motif, the dragon or serpent that is destroyed is often enormous and multi-headed, symbolizing the violent forces of nature, such as thunderstorms, the sea, or floods.

There are many stories in this motif, such as Heracles slaying the Hydra, Thor perishing alongside the world serpent Jörmungandr, Indra's battle with Phrixus, and now Susanoo killing the Yamata no Orochi.

The myth of a hero, representing order, slaying a raging behemoth is a story of humanity's ultimate victory over nature, or perhaps it represents a vision.

As for the Yamata no Orochi that was defeated, which was the flood that was conquered by Susanoo, the power of water was its most essential and pure form of destruction.

Although Saber cannot unleash the true power of the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi, after releasing the sword's true name, Saber is at least temporarily equivalent to a god to some extent.

Although some stories mention that Japanese warrior Yamato was a reincarnation of Susanoo, it seems that this is not the case here.

After all, the folk tales about Yamato Takeru in Japan are quite different in quality from the versions in the Kojiki (Records of Ancient Matters). The original version seems rather embarrassing, but its status and popularity in folk legends make it a figure comparable to Yamato Takeru.

As a flood god, Yamata no Orochi's nature is to destroy everything with its intense aggression.

That would be pure divine wrath, a punishment and destruction that would fall upon the entire land.

A towering wave erupts from Saber's sword, unleashing the terrifying calamities that the Yamata no Orochi, the dragon that was once the greatest scourge of Japan, brought upon this land.

“You’re a decisive fellow, Saber. I admire you. Even if you lose this time, I will spare your life and allow you to die again next time.”