The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"If they cannot eat their fill, how can they have enough strength, and how can they move earth and stones and build miracles on the earth?"

Now that this land and its people are under my control, let us look up and see the abundance of those who roam the clouds.

The arrival of the Knights of the Round Table did indeed provide excellent offerings; otherwise, considering the food factor, Manjusuke intended to spend some time with Tawara Tota, who had been summoned to this land.

Otherwise, the people here would have very little food to eat and would be on the verge of starvation. How could they possibly have the strength to complete the Hanging Gardens?

“I have captured my enemy, cut him in half with my sword, scattered him with my winnowing basket, roasted him with fire, ground him into mustard powder with my millstone, and spread it across the fields.”

"A rain of oil will fall from the sky, and rivers will flow with honeyed water; the rain that travels among the clouds will bring joy to all."

All those cruel acts will constitute this abundance, calling forth a scene of prosperity and abundance through the power of Baal, letting the abundant rain fall, and turning the barren land into a bountiful harvest.

In an instant, the barren mountains transformed into vibrant colors, with abundant fruit emerging from the sprouting greenery. Hassan picked a fruit and bit into it, finding it sweet and juicy.

But the fruit's abundant juice couldn't compare to the water droplets dripping from his face. Hassan the Cursed Wrist didn't continue tasting the fruit; instead, he held it in his hand.

"This scene of abundance, composed of pure vitality, lasts for seven days, after which the vitality begins to fade, and the miracle of abundance gradually disappears."

This is the law of all things; the cycle of abundance and prosperity will repeat in sevens. If this were not a direct blessing, after seven days of abundance would come seven days of famine.

After all, the area of ​​effect was not small, and Manju could not possibly scatter all his power on this land.

He had used up all his magic power fighting the Knights of the Round Table, and the crown with bull horns had already disappeared on Egyptian soil.

Therefore, the power obtained from the sacrifice was first condensed into a bull's horn symbolizing abundance, and then the abundant power within the bull's horn was used to bless this land.

Maintaining abundance for seven days without damaging the horn itself is indeed the greatest strength, after all, it also reduces the subsequent costs.

“That is enough. All we ask for is protection so that we may rebel against the Lion King who places himself above the gods. Without your presence, let alone what follows, the four Knights of the Round Table would have been enough to destroy all the villages of us mountain people, let alone this promised bounty.”

Hassan of the Cursed Arm could say little more. Among the Hassans who were summoned, he undoubtedly had the deepest affection for this land.

Because this was the era in which he lived, most of the people in the village were people he knew during his lifetime.

"Alright, it's your turn next, Knight of the Silver Arm. You need me to rescue someone who is supposedly in a certain location and what they look like."

After placing the bounty down, Manshu turned to Bedivere, whom he had brought with him, and asked him a question.

"That is the Round Table Fortress, located at the intersection of desert, mountains and wilderness. The knights who fight outside would imprison the enemies they captured in that fortress. I alone could not possibly break into that heavily guarded fortress."

I am appealing to you to rescue two young girls, the last human Master from Chaldea and her Servant. Lord Merlin once told me that you know everything that has happened in this world, and that if we have nowhere else to turn, we should seek you out.

"...Merlin?"

Manshu was not surprised by Bedwell's request, but he was slightly taken aback when Merlin mentioned him.

"That guy is probably plotting something, but it's irrelevant. I know about your situation."

I need to rest for now; you can rest here with Hassan over there.

Chapter Eighteen Fortress

"Lady Agguiwen, it is a sad story that our attack has failed, Lady Mordred has lost her life, and the enemy has suffered no loss."

In the heart of the Chalk City, now fully repaired and restored to its pristine state, the three Knights of the Round Table, who had returned, reported on their mission before the throne.

"You mean the Mountain Rebels withstood the attack of four Knights of the Round Table, and even caused Mordred's casualties? There isn't such a powerful force among the rebels..."

Faced with the unexpected battle report, Agguwen frowned and asked incredulously.

“There are indeed four of them who can do this. The one who used the power of the third god to destroy the outer perimeter of the Holy Capital a week ago, it seems that he joined the rebels in the mountains and intercepted us just as we were about to reach the West Village.”

"Is it him? This sudden appearance of a heroic spirit is unpredictable and certainly not in our intelligence. But he should have been in the desert just a few days ago."

As an assistant officer, Agravain was always handling matters related to the city's operations and intelligence, but he was helpless in the face of the suddenly appearing Heroic Spirit.

"The man's star flickered and disappeared, elusive and incredibly fast, and it is only now that we can confirm that he has left the desert and reached the mountains."

Prepare to march upon the mountains, my knights! The worrying sight has come again; the Mountain People have undoubtedly rallied and will become a threat to the Holy City, just as the Sun King did. This threat must be eliminated before the Holy Lance enters its final stage.

When the Lion King spoke before the throne, there was no further debate among the Knights of the Round Table.

"Yes!"

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"So you're just standing guard outside the door? Although the abundant rain will heal the cost of the arm you used, forged in imitation of Nuada's silver arm, it will only soothe your burning body."

Manshu rested in the temporary stronghold built in the village, where replenishing his magic power was a quick and easy process.

After Manshu recovered, he sensed that Bedivere was waiting outside the gate of his position.

"A short rest is of no benefit to this body, and my friend is in a cage with an uncertain fate, which makes my heart restless. It is here that my heart can find peace."

Bedwell simply waved his hand, straightened up, and said.

"A mere fortress shouldn't be worth too much effort. The Knights of the Round Table have just suffered a defeat, and that fortress should at most contain only a few beasts. QuN: 'I grant you strength, knight, and send your conquered beasts to accompany you.'"

There are now only four Knights of the Round Table left in the Holy City. They are stationed in a fortress far from the Holy City, and there were never many knights stationed there to begin with.

However, given the presence of a large number of righteous knights and soldiers from the Holy City in the fortress, it was indeed impossible for ordinary Servants to break through the fortress's defenses when the Knights of the Round Table were not present.

Not to mention that Knights of the Round Table do sometimes appear in fortresses, and it's unlikely that you can get in without multiple Servants.

"Eleven divine beasts that I have conquered, appear before me in your bestial form."

Poisonous serpents, dragons, sphinxes, giant lions, mad dogs, scorpion-men, powerful lion demons, flying dragons, and centaurs, wielding their merciless weapons, fearlessly entered the fray, advancing alongside these eleven categories.

Manjushri directly used the magic of the spiritual land on the spot, exerting his power within the position, and summoned all eleven sons of Natiamat, who had been conquered by Marduk, except for Rahm.

Ferocious monsters emerged from the rippling air, each possessing a terrifying aura, undoubtedly divine beasts surpassing magical beasts, mythical beasts, and dragons.

However, what was summoned was not something to be conquered, but monsters that still retained the appearance of the sons of Tiamat, including the terrifying serpent. It did not appear as a sacred symbol of Marduk and his son Naboo, but simply as a dragon.

Breaking through the barrier of that round table shouldn't require summoning the highest level of power; at the very least, creating the Angry Serpent and the seven-headed Mushmahu would take some effort and time.

The weakest of the divine beasts summoned before them could at least fight against a first-rate Servant without a Noble Phantasm, while the three horned dragons were undoubtedly powerful enough to fight against monsters capable of slaughtering Servants of average level.

"They actually summoned ten divine beasts in one go. I've only ever seen such a scale in the desert. With this kind of power, they should be able to break into that fortress and rescue the people."

Although Bedwell was not worried about the extent of Manshu's help, he was quite satisfied with the current scene and carefully reached out to touch the mad dog Ulidim in front of him.

The fearsome hounds made no move, simply standing still and waiting for their conqueror to give the order.

"Knight of the Silver Arm, in the name of Marduk, I entrust these conquered beasts to you. Command them to accomplish whatever you desire."

Manju transformed Marduk's power into a small stone tablet in his hand and tossed it to Bedivere, allowing him to command the many divine beasts he had summoned.

“You can wear that thing around your neck. Hassan, who has been watching you and hesitating to take a step, I will allow you to go up and express your desires.”

After finishing his instructions to Bedwell, S. Manshu turned to look in the other direction.

The cursed wrist that had been waiting nearby immediately appeared and jumped out from the ditch beside it.

"I was planning to wait until Bedivere finished talking with you before disturbing you. I came to inquire about the fortress built by the Round Table that Bedivere is heading to."

"S Curse Wrist" spoke.

U: "Then you can discuss it yourselves."

O. Manshu didn't linger and walked towards the hill where a garden was being built.

"Among the old men of the mountain who were summoned here, one was captured by the Knights of the Round Table not long ago. Another old man of the mountain and I have been trying to find out about the fortress, but unfortunately none of the spies we sent out have returned alive."

2. Lord Bedivere, I know that adding another person, another rescue target, will undoubtedly increase the difficulty. I hope to act alongside you, and if unfavorable circumstances arise, I can serve as a sacrificial pawn to distract the enemy.

Hassan, the 9th Cursed Arm, looked around at the many divine beasts that had been summoned nearby and spoke quite politely.

"Ah, Lord Hassan, you don't need to be so polite. Since there is another Hassan being imprisoned in that fortress, as long as he is alive, I will definitely rescue him. The construction of this village and the fortress not far away still needs your help."

Zero Bedwell quickly said that he was willing to take on the task.

"No, your attire might cause misunderstandings. Let me participate as well. This is a matter for us old folks in the mountains. It wouldn't do if we couldn't contribute anything."

There's not much going on in San village, and I can't help much with building the fortress. The other Hassan will arrive with all the people of West Village in a day; with her there, nothing will go wrong."

The leader of the village of Wuxi is Hassan with a hundred faces. She has countless personalities and a wide range of professional skills, so she is indeed more useful in construction than the Cursed Arm.

⑥ Hassan of the Hundred Faces possesses a skill called Encyclopedia, which allows her to demonstrate proficiency of B-level or higher in 32 areas of expertise she knows.

4. Bedivere did not refuse again and agreed to travel with the Cursed Arm. He held the stone tablet given to him by Manjustra, which carried Marduk's power, to his chest.

As if an invisible thread was stringing the stone slab together, it was naturally worn on Bedivere's chest. The stone slab was not large, so it looked like a necklace.

As soon as Bedivere pinned the stone tablet to his chest, the ten summoned divine beasts immediately turned to him and knelt respectfully before him.

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"Hmm... I can indeed vaguely sense it. It seems that Amon's power cannot be stopped. There are more people here who are looking around aimlessly."

After observing the general progress of the construction of the Hanging Gardens, Manju went to the top of another nearby mountain and stayed in a secluded space.

He was carefully examining his surroundings, and even the devastated land.

Looking up at the desert, the terrifying sandstorm still lingered over the land, making it difficult to see clearly. However, the magic permeating the air in that land seemed to be a bit stronger than before.

Although there was no close contact, Manshu did notice this. Was it because the Hedgehog Festival had brought more mystery to this land?

Manju was only slightly curious about this and planned to investigate it on his next trip to the desert.

Once the Hanging Gardens are completed, we'll definitely have to make another trip to the desert.

Looking towards the pilgrimage capital, all that could be seen was the uneven ground and the tower at the end of the earth.

From there, one could also sense some gazes observing Manju's position; it was likely the Lion King's EX-level Clairvoyance watching over the area.

However, something strange was that in the deep craters created by the Holy Judgment launched by the Holy Lance, something resembling a tombstone had been erected by someone.

That's probably not something the knights of the Holy City would do, since it's a pointless act.

Having gained little, Manjusaka turned his attention back to the site where the Hanging Gardens were being built, and began to ponder how to effectively utilize Marduk's power.

Since the goal is to complete the Sky Garden 4 with slight modifications, although it cannot truly be like the Empress's Sky Garden 4.

At the very least, the firepower cannot really consist of only those eleven black coffins. In a normal Holy Grail War, such firepower might be sufficient, but here, it would probably be difficult to even injure Gawain.

Why not use some traditional stars in the Sumerian system? Since we're going to build the Temple of Marduk, why not also build a gate to the starry sky so that Jupiter can fall from the heavens?

This should provide decent firepower, and we can consider adding something else.

After all, the Tower of the End erected by the Lion King was, once completed, undoubtedly just a pure tortoise shell.

From the city gate to the Holy Lance Wall, at least Osmandis's ten consecutive giant electric orbs that burn his spirit origin, plus the firepower of the colliding graves, are not so easy to bring out.

Manshu stayed there to slowly develop his ideas and experiment with creating models.

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