The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

As Manju was about to cross the dust storm and reach Egyptian soil, the herd of sphinxes patrolling the great temple complex suddenly changed; they turned and headed towards Manju.

The sphinxes stopped in front of Manju, and the dust storm that had been swirling up under the influence of magic also ceased. Manju looked up behind the sphinxes and caused the lion-dragon beneath him to stop advancing as well.

The sphinxes that had stopped in front of Manjusaki quickly parted into two lines, creating a path for several people to pass through, their forelegs bent at the knees and they lay prone on the ground. ④

Following the path formed by the sphinxes, one can see a beautiful figure wielding a gas scepter representing royal power approaching. ③

"Great Pharaoh from afar, the Sun King has long awaited your arrival."

"My name is Nitocris, and I am a servant summoned to this land along with the Sun King, ordered by him to welcome the Pharaoh who has traveled from afar." —Lu

Emerging from the group of sphinxes was Pharaoh Nitocris, holding her gas scepter. Her demeanor was dignified, her back and chest held high with great effort, as she respectfully addressed Manjushri.

“It’s Nitocris. Since Osmandis foresaw my arrival, I’d appreciate it if you could lead the way. Your welcome is very pleasant. Come closer and tell me about this land.”

Manjushin banished the lion-dragon he was riding, his feet firmly planted on the desert ground, and looked with a smile at the ancient pharaoh who was walking towards him.

“Great Pharaoh, it is good that such a simple welcome pleases you. Please follow me.”

Seeing that Manshu expressed satisfaction, Nitocris looked more relaxed and couldn't help but quicken her pace as she walked up to Manshu.

'Although it is mixed with other auras, its essence is the same divinity from Ra, the same god as the Sun King, and even more concentrated in this solar aura. At such close range, one can even feel Ra's aura. What abundant favor this is! This is undoubtedly the complete opposite of a true pharaoh like myself, an incompetent pharaoh.'

As Nitocris approached, she sighed inwardly, arriving in front of the Sphinxes. Holding her staff in her right hand and her left hand on her hip, she straightened her body and maintained her dignified demeanor.

The Sphinxes also rose and turned to clear a path ahead, leading the distinguished guest to the location of the Great Temple.

"After Pharaoh Osmandis was summoned to this era, he saved his subjects who were also summoned along with this land."

While summoning a Heroic Spirit usually only summons the Heroic Spirit itself, Pharaoh Osmandis is different. That person is the nation, and that person's presence signifies the nation's revival.

The Sun King displayed his royal prestige and quickly gained dominance, but a force of resistance emerged: the native Saracen mountain people and the Lion King and her knights, who built a holy city in the destroyed holy land of Jerusalem.

As they walked, Nitocris told Manshu about what was happening in this land.

"We must thank the power of the Pharaoh; every glory of the Nile, from the First Dynasty to the end of time, has resided on this land."

After crossing the desert, what comes into view is a city standing on the desert, which undoubtedly gives people the illusion of a mirage when viewed from afar.

Surrounded by sandstorms, there exists a fertile land where the glory of the Nile shines upon the rich world, bringing moist and fertile soil to nourish the Egyptian people who live there.

However, no matter how prosperous and lush this land may be, it is difficult to attract people's attention, not for any other reason than the huge complex temple in the center of this territory.

The massive complex of temples and shrines, which is ultimately composed of numerous temples and shrines, sits in the center of this Egyptian territory, making it impossible for anyone who comes here to take their eyes off the temple.

The Sphinx left after delivering the two men to Egyptian territory, where they would continue patrolling the outskirts to safeguard the security of Egyptian lands.

After all, it's inevitable that some foolish monsters, purgatory knights, and mountain people will sneak in.

Therefore, it was quite important for the Sphinx to patrol the area, and there would be no danger once it entered Egyptian territory.

Nitocris led Manju through the surrounding fields and houses until they arrived at the foot of the Great Temple.

Although Manjus himself never visited Egypt, the land did indeed bring about some changes for him.

After all, the divinity flowing within was not false; a strange warmth gathered near Manshu's eyes, and power flowed there.

Next, you ascend a long staircase that seems to reach straight to the sky, leading into the main temple of the Great Temple, where you meet the Pharaoh Osmandis, the ruler of this place.

As she walked up the steps and into the main temple, Nitocris reached the foot of the steps in front of the throne before turning around to begin her introduction.

9. "No need to introduce him, Nitocris."

But before Nitocris could speak, Pharaoh Osmandis's voice came from the throne first.

As if hearing this, Osmandis Nitocris quickly turned around, but instead of turning around, she stood sideways next to the pillar on the steps, entrusting the place to her master and guests.

"I was really looking forward to hearing how Nitocris introduced you, Osmandis. You're ruining everyone's interest. All the time and effort I've put in to get here has been for nothing."

Seeing Nitocris step aside, Manshu spoke in a rather irritating tone.

Instead of looking up, he summoned thunderclouds and stood on lightning to meet Osmandis's gaze.

"It seems you like her quite a bit, haha, that's really pleasing. However, seeing you obediently walk up the steps and into my temple, I thought you had changed, but it turns out you haven't changed at all."

Osmandis picked up his scepter, a hooked shepherd's staff, from beside his chair and pointed the tip of it at Manjus.

"So since you show no remorse and have no intention of bowing down to me, why have you come to see me?"

"Since you knew I was coming here, you should also be able to see my request, right? You can't have just guessed this, can you?"

Manshu shook his head and said slowly.

"It seems so, Osmandis. Was it because of the battle with the Lion King that you discovered me, and thus became certain that I would visit your territory?"

"Hmph, since both I and Egypt are here, how can you, as a fellow Pharaoh, turn a blind eye? But you did not come here without any desire, and as the omnipotent Pharaoh, I know this all too well."

Osmandis placed his scepter on the armrest of the throne and leaned back against the chair.

“What kind of sight is it to tread on lightning in my temple? Men, bring over the spare throne.”

At Osmandis's command, the soldiers standing below the steps brought over a throne slightly smaller than Osmandis's.

The soldiers were unsure of where to place it, but dared not look up at the Sun King below the steps or the other pharaoh hidden in the lightning. They could only look at Nitocris not far away.

"Are you planning to change your throne and give me your place here? Although I don't really need your seat, since you've summoned Egyptian territory along with it, I have no choice but to reluctantly take over this responsibility from you and continue to protect the land of Egypt."

However, before anyone below could speak, Manju stepped out of the thunderclouds and was about to ascend the high platform where Osmandis's throne was located.

"It seems this isn't motivating you at all. Let's get moving. I should let you know that last time was just a mistake made out of exhaustion." (2)

Upon seeing Manjustra approaching, Osmandis immediately rose from his throne, scepter in hand.

“Nitocris!”

"Yes! What are your orders, Pharaoh!"

"Take the rest of you and leave my temple first. I want to catch up with some old friends."

Seeing that Osmandis didn't seem particularly angry, Nitocris quickly ordered the soldiers and priests to leave the temple, entrusting the place to the two of them. (3)

"You've reached me but stopped. If you intend to abandon your previous thoughts and renew your reverence for me, then I grant your permission."

"No, I'm just trying to save you some face. In front of the people who came to this world with you and Pharaoh Nitocris, I can't let you suffer too much."

Seeing that the soldiers had already left the temple, Manjushri unceremoniously swung his right fist.

"Alright, alright, you're still as solitary as ever. Well then, I'll pick up my favorite short sword and fight you again."

Osmandis did not directly use his scepter to block Manjus's attack, but instead used it to invoke the Pharaoh's divine power to stop Manjus, after which he put down the scepter.

The staff is a symbol of royal power, not a weapon of war. Although it is not impossible to use the staff and flail as weapons, Osmandis undoubtedly preferred the short sword.

Osmandis retrieved his favorite double-edged dagger, allowing his body to once again be engaged in battle, a rare occurrence for him.

The pleasure of battle is certainly not bad, and Osmandis at least does not dislike it.

However, with Naftali absent, his body was no longer content with just fighting.

But it's perfectly fine to warm up and get a little active right now.

As the God King of the Hot Sands, Osman Sidis possesses the special authority of an emperor with a rank of ②A, which is why he can still engage in close combat even though he does not have combat skills.

The omnipotent privileges of the emperor naturally call upon the skills of combat, which only come at the cost of physical exertion.

But within this temple, Pharaoh Osmandis is immortal, so what does the burden of the flesh matter?

Even with his heart and spirit foundation shattered, and his head severed from his neck, the Pharaoh remained immortal.

The double-edged dagger is a short weapon suitable for slashing and thrusting. In the close combat of the ancient Greeks, Spartans and Romans, double-edged daggers were widely used and once became a symbol of Greek warriors.

This weapon, designed for close combat, was perfectly suited for the fight between the two, who were positioned on a high platform on the throne, a very small space.

Creating distance and conjuring a spear isn't impossible, but Osmandis probably won't give him that chance.

Moreover, Manju had no such idea; who would use lightning to imbue their arms and continue throwing punches?

The God-King's short sword was not a powerful weapon; it was just a weapon that came to him at will. It was not so easy to cut through the lightning of Baal that covered Manju.

The paralyzing effect of lightning can also be quite effective in this battle where the opponent cannot be killed, rendering them unable to move, which is undoubtedly an undeniable victory.

Although it was indeed just a warm-up, it was still a fight where one could fight without any scruples. Osmandis's three short swords could deflect Manshu's punches and then pierce into Manshu's body, while Manshu's thunder fists could also pierce through Osmandis's body.

However, in the end, all those injuries were completely healed in the blink of an eye. It takes a considerable amount of damage to make things change even slightly.

Manju did not forget to make use of the remaining power of the bull horn crown; its abundant magic could also grant Manju a brief period of immortality.

"Your fists are as sharp as your sword, but today, with just your fists, you cannot cut through my immortal body as a god-king. How long can you sustain this abundance that you have taken from the other gods?"

Haha... Just admit defeat obediently. This is just a warm-up activity. Losing to this dazzling sun like me is still an honorable thing, nothing to be ashamed of.

Osmandis burst into loud laughter, unleashing deadly thrusts with his double-edged dagger, determined to seize victory that was within his grasp.

"Looks like your body's getting warmed up too. Now that you've enjoyed the pleasure, let me finish this. Get ready, this is the finishing move."

Manju rarely used his fists to fight. Even when he invoked the wrestling technique to fight against the gods, it was a distorted part of him, using his external bones to fight.

He's swinging his fist here simply because he's obtained a Noble Phantasm and wants to put it to use in his boxing.

After Manju issued his warning, magical power surged into his clenched fists.

"Come and welcome us, for this is the gift of our reunion, the Saint's Cross Fist!"

"what?"

Osmandis could only utter a sound of surprise at the sudden attack, a reaction to Manjus's previous words. Before he could make a further move, the sun's dazzling trajectory was already close to him.

That was supposedly a punch with a top speed that even reached the speed of light—a flash of light. While it's impossible for it to actually reach that speed, it was enough to demonstrate the swiftness of the punch.

At least for Osmandis, the finishing punch had already struck him before he even heard the sound, sending him flying and crashing into the wall of the main temple.

Chapter Nine Measurement

"Alright, warm-up time is over. If we continue, we'll destroy Yu's temple too."

Slammed against the temple wall, Osmandis, whose body was torn to pieces, was regenerated in an instant.

Seeing that he was losing interest, Osmandis waved his hand, restoring the main temple from the damage caused by the battle, and restoring the landscape to its original state as if it had been replayed in reverse.

"I ask you, what exactly are your demands now that you have set foot on this land? Are you seeking help?"

"Hmph, even you, as a pharaoh who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me, must be powerless at this moment, and must surely need to rely on the power of me who has already saved Egypt."

Osmandis returned to his throne, picked up his shepherd's staff, struck the ground with the end of the staff, and stood to ask Manjus a question.

“If that’s the case, I do have some interest… Nitocris!” So

Before Manju could reply, Osmandis gave permission without warning and called out to Nitocris, who was waiting outside the hall.