The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

First, let's see if we can negotiate with the mountain people and ask them to help build the Sky Garden.

Although Marduk's power can exempt him from the limitations of the materials used and the time required for incantation, these things are ultimately for turning the false into reality.

But at least some materials and the time required for chanting are still needed; it's just that the most fundamental limitations have been reduced.

Furthermore, they must retract their previous promises; breaking their word is unacceptable.

The Mountain People are located in the north, at the border between the desert and the Holy City. They come from the Holy City and head northwest.

Crossing the desolate wilderness, you'll see equally barren hills, lands equally uninhabitable.

Chapter Six Mountains

As we left the Holy City, the daylight brought by Gawain's blessing vanished, and the sky turned gloomy once more.

Manshu continued his journey towards the mountainous region to the northwest. Before darkness completely fell, the city of Chalk had already disappeared below the horizon.

However, it seems unlikely that they will be able to reach the mountainous area before sunset; at most, night will fall in another hour.

Suddenly, rays of light shone down from behind Manju, as if the sun had broken through the dense clouds and risen from the west.

But that wouldn't be the sun. If the sun were to rise, its light would begin to color the world from the horizon.

Now, the light is falling from above, and it quickly transforms from a single beam into a shower that covers the entire earth.

Manju sensed the terrifying magical fluctuations coming from the horizon, and seeing the fearful lion-dragon beneath him trembling slightly, he immediately understood what was bringing the light.

Manju turned his head to look, and a cone woven from sacred golden light broke through the dense clouds in the sky, then slowly revealed its enormous body.

The light that fell was enough to dispel the darkness and appear in the sky, like the rising sun.

That is the sun that is about to break through all the clouds, fall from the top of the sky to the earth, and bring indelible and terrible wounds to this land.

That was the Lion King's holy punishment, the destruction that the Holy Lance Rungomminiad brought upon this land.

A steady stream of people will head towards the holy city of Camelot, naturally because they can no longer live on the land they originally inhabited.

They abandoned their homeland and headed for that holy city because their villages and environment were destroyed and they could no longer survive there.

As long as one is in the wilderness, one never knows when a holy judgment will fall from the sky. As for the desert, the large number of magical beasts hidden in the sand are not something ordinary people can contend with.

9. There are only two truly safe places: the mountainous region and the holy city of Camelot.

(iv) The mountainous region is a more barren land than the wilderness, where food is so scarce that it is almost non-existent. In order to survive, one must go to the holy city.

Manjushri did not continue on his journey, but instead witnessed the entire process of the Lion King's divine judgment falling from the sky to the earth, leaving a mark on the ground like a meteorite crater.

Although such occurrences are not uncommon in this land, as evidenced by the numerous meteorite craters surrounding the Holy Capital.

However, this was indeed the first time Manshu had ever seen such a thing.

5. Such novel things are worth taking the time to appreciate. There's no need to rush around too much right now. Enjoy the scenery first before moving on.

When Lu Dang's holy lance, composed entirely of terrifying magical light, fully emerged from the clouds, its sacred appearance was indeed captivating, as if it were a guiding light bringing salvation to this desolate and broken world.

④ It appears even more beautiful against the backdrop of the lifeless, broken earth below, but the creator of this lifeless, broken earth is precisely this sacred radiance.

Manju watched the explosion rise from the ground, the holy light transforming into a raging inferno that consumed everything, before turning back to continue his journey.

On the way to the mountainous areas, it's hard to see any signs of human habitation, unlike when heading to the holy city where you often see crowds of people on the road.

The villages in the mountainous areas were established by people who eventually left the holy land for various reasons.

Although they had left Jerusalem, they remained devout and, in order to offer prayers to the Holy Land, built villages as close as possible to the mountains near the Holy Land.

However, this land is indeed too barren. Looking out over the mountains, all you can see is the yellow and black color of the soil and rocks, without a trace of green.

Could life really survive in such a place? Looking around, Manshu didn't see much trace of human activity or the existence of any villages.

However, according to his memory, the village of the mountain people should be in this area. If he puts in some effort to find it, he should be able to find it.

There must have been some kind of concealment work done here, because if it were so easily visible, it would have been destroyed by the Knights of the Round Table long ago.

Once they entered the mountainous region, Manshu continued to spend some time searching for signs of life.

After spending some time, we found the village hidden behind the hill in front of us, built against the mountainside.

There was no magical arrangement here, neither protective magic nor concealment barriers, but rather it was purely a matter of relying on the wisdom of the mountain inhabitants to embed their dwellings into the mountains.

Here you can indeed see some greenery, but it's as inconspicuous as moss on a rock. At least there is food, enough to keep people alive.

However, there might still be things that can be used as food. The magic of this land is enough to breed monsters, and even the desolate mountains are home to monsters.

Unlike the deserts over there, where terrifying mythical beasts are even kept, it's not too dangerous to survive here.

After all, if one encounters a series of Sphinxes in the desert, facing multiple Sphinxes as enemies, even Hassan here would mostly perish, let alone ordinary residents.

"The heroic spirit riding a half-dragon, half-lion-like magical beast is the one Yan Zui mentioned, the heroic spirit related to that lord..."

In the shadows of a nearby hill, a pair of eyes peeked out, observing the lion-dragon walking through the mountains and the Manju on it.

"It seems the owner of this place has come to us first. That's really a good thing, saving me a lot of trouble."

However, you should at least show some hospitality as a host; there's no need to continue spying from the shadows. That's rather impolite.

But how could he possibly escape Manju, who was searching the land, once that gaze appeared? If he appeared outside the mountains, he might not be able to attract Manju's attention.

The spying Hassan felt an imposing gaze fall upon him in the same instant, which sent chills down his spine and made him leap out of the shadows.

"So it's Hassan the Cursed Arm. The village behind that mountain is the one you've been protecting. Now that you've shown yourself, take me there. I don't think that's a problem, is it?"

Emerging from the shadows was Hassan, the Cursed Arm, who wore a skull mask, a black cloak, and possessed a club-like right hand.

Although they weren't acquaintances, they were still somewhat familiar with each other, so Manshu didn't pay much attention to them. He simply cast a slightly intimidating glance and spoke.

“You are certainly not being polite… If you intend to go to our village, please at least tell me your purpose.”

Hassan the Cursed Arm took only half a step back before stopping and asking a question.

“I have no interest in this barren land. I only came here because I made a promise to Hassan, who is called Yanzui, and I cannot break my promise.”

However, the fact that life can be nurtured in this barren soil is a unique sight, worthy of a closer look.

That's all I have to say. If you still have any questions, then show me the courage to exchange for my mercy.

"...I hope you are right, that the residents of this village are all simple and kind people, and that they do not deserve to suffer here."

Hassan the Cursed Arm wanted to speak again, but stopped in the end and turned to walk forward.

"Yan Zui isn't here. He also responded to my summons the day before and came to me to tell me about you."

We had different ideas and parted ways long ago. The village he was protecting was to continue westward, deeper into the mountains.

Yan Zui believed that battles would become wars of attrition, so he shouldn't have provoked the Lion King. He avoided the Holy City and hid the village even deeper in the mountains.

On the way, Hassan of Cursed Arms spoke to Manjushri, saying that he did regret spying on them; if they hadn't been discovered, perhaps not so much would have happened.

But now that things have already happened, accepting them is the only option.

"That's really troublesome, it makes one feel regretful. Don't you know where Yan Zui is?"

"I know the general location; all I can do is point out which direction to go."

Curse Wrist shook his head. Although he was also contacting all the elders in the mountains who had been summoned, Smoke Drunkenness had not responded to him when it opened, except that it had suddenly come here the day before yesterday.

“Alright, I’ll rest here for the night and go find Yan Zui tomorrow. I don’t need to use your houses, just the spiritual vein here is fine, right?”

"Please make yourselves at home. We don't need these things, as long as they don't damage this land."

Our village is just ahead. Please do not cause any damage, as rebuilding houses requires considerable effort.

Their conversation along the way led them around the hill and onto the other side of the mountain.

Although it is a barren and impoverished land, the village still shows signs of life. Perhaps it is due to the influence of faith or inner strength, but the faces of the people living here still show some signs of happiness.

"It is a remarkable village; even though it is barren and desolate, you can still see the presence of human emotions."

"The people living here are all simple and kind people. They live here with gratitude and enthusiasm for the holy city. If it weren't for the arrival of the Lion King, everything would have been able to continue for a long time instead of being in danger of disaster at any time."

Hassan alone would be no match for any of the Knights of the Round Table. Even without the strength of the Knights of the Round Table, they could overwhelm most Hassans in a head-on battle, and assassination would be no easy task for them.

Once discovered, the village would inevitably face devastating consequences, forcing it to abandon the village and search for a new place to survive.

And that day won't be too far off. There are only so many places left to live on this land. The Holy Judgment's attacks are spreading and will one day destroy not only the desert region, but even the desert region itself.

"So we must rely on other hopes, right? With your strength, you probably can't defeat the Lion King. The Sun King, who can stand against you, is someone you can't communicate with..."

Although Ba Wu (7)'¨Liu (6)3￡.4:Si∧Er sO Suo ＿♀: is indeed a barren place, it still has some skills in building villages, and there are materials available nearby.

The idea of ​​building a sky garden here doesn't seem far-fetched, but there's no need to be too anxious, since talk is cheap.

Once news of what happened in the Holy City reaches here, communication should be easier.

"However, judging from the situation here, it is probably difficult to even supply food, let alone launch a counterattack."

"Indeed, we are just refugees struggling to survive, how could we possibly fight against the Lion King's army?"

Hassan of Cursed Wrist echoed, but a hint of disappointment flickered in his eyes.

"Then please rest here. I still have matters to attend to in the village, so I will take my leave now."

After bringing Manju to the vicinity of the spiritual vein, the Cursed Wrist took his leave without lingering.

Manshu simply nodded without saying much, and began to try to connect with the spiritual veins here to obtain some magic power.

"How does it feel? That one seems like a rather difficult heroic spirit to get along with."

The cursed arm returned to his house, where a man holding a crimson longbow sat down and asked him a question.

"He's not as difficult to get along with as I imagined, but it seems he's not very interested in the Lion King for the time being. It will probably take some time for this gentleman to see the Lion King's crimes."

After a brief silence, Zhou Wan answered.

"If he is indeed the person you think he is, then your prepared counterattack will have a chance of success. The closer we get to this point, the less impatient we should be. After all, based on your description, he should be a god. We should still show him the necessary respect and patience."

“I know that our strength is still far from enough. Zhenguan was defeated by Lancelot, Yingbo was defeated by Gawain, and although Yanzui seemed to have softened his stance a couple of days ago, he still hasn’t made up his mind to join.”

Even if this gentleman isn't the esteemed figure we imagine, his joining might be enough to persuade Yan Zui. Yan Zui is the most skilled assassin among us; with him around, our chances of victory will at least increase.

No matter how you look at it, the future of the Mountain People is worrying. Even though Cursed Arm is making preparations in secret, the odds of victory are still not certain.

"There is always hope. Let's wait patiently. I'll stay here and see what happens."

The cheerful archers comforted him with smiles, and the long night passed in this way. When the light appeared on the horizon, Manshu stood up from his cross-legged position on the ground.

After working for a while, Manshu, who had connected with the magic, took a break and made some replenishment.

　Seeing that it was already dawn, Manshu prepared to continue searching for Yanzui's location.