The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Therefore, the journey to Moscow took much less time than before, and without having to take detours, it took less than two days to reach Moscow, the center of the Russian Lostbelt.

"Yes, compared to the border villages and cities that have been built these days, Moscow certainly has the confidence to be the capital."

As the capital, Moscow has not seen much technological decline in its construction.

It's not as bad here as on the border, where people can't even guarantee food and clothing, and have no other options besides getting food.

The resources of all of Russia are feeding this city, and the hardships of the border are precisely the nutrients that allow the city to thrive in the permafrost.

However, this is only in comparison. It does look like a city from hundreds of years ago, which is somewhat novel, but it is not particularly spectacular.

"Alright, where is your temporary evidence?"

"Don't be impatient, you'll see me soon, in the Tsar's palace."

Kadoc did not return with them; he temporarily left the group at the rebels' new fortress.

The rebel prisoners were imprisoned there, and the newly built fortress, before it could even be used for defense, was taken over by the enemy.

However, Kadoc also made it clear that he would not harm the captured Servants, as he believed they were people who could be won over, so Manjusaka did not need to worry.

Cardinal Machelis was the one who returned to Moscow, and he was the only one who led the way.

It passes through Moscow and arrives at the Tsar's palace.

"Don't get too close. The Tsar's sleep is very light. Although we managed to soothe him back to sleep not long ago, he can't stay asleep for much longer now that the royal musicians have left."

Father Machelis led Manshu to the Tsar's bedroom, gently pushed open the door, creating a small gap, and gestured for Manshu to pass through.

"I probably don't need you to remind me of that. I stopped all my pointless chatter when I got here."

Standing in front of the gate, Manshu shook his head and said.

Although he didn't notice it when he first arrived in Moscow, as he walked through the city and strolled to the Tsar's palace, even someone as oblivious as him would have noticed it.

Although it was still asleep and the reaction wasn't very strong, Manshu could already sense a terrifying aura.

"That's why it's not time to wake the Tsar yet, which is why I'm telling you to be careful."

"It won't be long, otherwise, wouldn't it be reasonable for you to abandon Salieri? Oh, it seems Mozart is on your side? Can't she continue to appease the Tsar?"

Since Ivan the Terrible needed music to soothe him, why should Kadoc act as if he no longer needed it, even though he was prepared to awaken Ivan the Terrible, which was indeed only a matter of time?

After all, the other Lostbelts have already successfully completed the first step, but the Russian Lostbelt hasn't even started the first step yet.

Not long ago, the divine servant Kennis came here as an envoy, but Karok refused his help, which only deepened his anxiety.

“Mozart is no longer here, otherwise Salieri would not have been able to serve as the royal musician. Besides, since Salieri is still alive, he will come back.”

"Then I'll disregard what I said and go in first to see the Tsar's true face."

Manshu only asked casually, without going into detail, and then went inside the main gate.

"What magnificent beasts! Ancient creatures that have long been extinct have appeared in an even more terrifying form. I never expected to see them one after another."

This is hardly the Tsar's bedroom; there's no building that could possibly serve as the Tsar's bedroom.

On the permafrost of present-day Russia, who can build a structure that can even enclose mountains?

What the human eye can see is an iceberg, and this iceberg contains the emperor.

Ivan the Terrible is actually a mountain near the capital Moscow, where he sleeps.

Such a vast scene is enough to shatter one's mind. Even the most resolute rebel fighter would probably lose his will to resist upon witnessing Ivan the Terrible's true face.

How could anyone feel the urge to fight against such a colossal beast? Even in more distant times, the giants and ferocious beasts sung about were often only a few dozen meters tall, which was enough to instill fear.

Moreover, this view doesn't even reach the end; there are at least hundreds or even thousands of meters of majestic behemoths.

This is not a natural landscape, but living life, primates that existed on this planet in the distant past, before the birth of humankind.

"If this thing is awake, the resistance is really meaningless; this frozen ground will easily form an iron wall."

Monsters of this caliber truly require outside help from Kadoc and his companions to fight; they are no longer just ferocious beasts, but divine creatures.

Manju understood this, and without looking any further, he left.

"It is indeed a spectacular and terrifying sight. When do you plan to fight him?"

Manju asked Father Matthias, who was standing guard outside.

"It should be in a few days, when everything is ready. If there's no rush, we can wait for Kadoc to come back."

"Anyway, you'll be luring Chaldea over there that day, so I'll find out the timing later."

Manshu had no intention of staying in Moscow, and Machelis did not stop him, allowing Manshu to leave Moscow without hindrance.

With the rebel fortress destroyed, Chaldea and the survivors could only temporarily rest at the newly built fortress, so Manju went there first.

"...It's so shameful that someone actually spared my life."

"In the underground prison," Atalanta sighed.

"No need to sigh, Atalanta."

Kadoc walked into the underground cage and spoke to Atalanta.

"So you are—the magician, the Hermit, who was supposedly invited here!?"

This information was obtained after the city of Tula, and Atalanta was also aware of it.

Upon encountering her adversary again, Atalanta began to storm the cage that bound her, attempting to break free and capture her enemy.

"Give up. This is a Servant cage created using Command Seals. You can't destroy it with your Magic Resistance."

Atalanta was completely unable to budge the specially made cage in the slightest. Upon hearing Kadoc's words, she stopped moving, knowing that his words were true.

"Hmph! So that's how it is. Are you so wary that you're about to execute us?"

"That's not the case. I've come to win you over, hoping you'll form a pact with me and fight for me."

Atalanta looked at Kadoc with disbelief and confusion, instinctively thinking it was a joke: "Is your head stuffed with cotton?"

Kadoc said, "No, I'm serious, I mean it."

Atalanta shook her head: "As long as you and that Thunder Emperor remain allies, you and I can only be enemies!"

(8) Kadoc said, “No, I have not joined forces with the Tsar. I want to overthrow the Tsar and also go to the Caribbean to protect this abandoned world.”

“…This…” Atalanta didn’t think there was anything wrong with what he said, but that’s why she hesitated.

⑦ "Here comes this move..."

⑹ Salieri, who was being neglected, had a knowing look on his face. He had considered this point long ago, and had asked Atalanta about it from the side not long ago.

"You've probably already vaguely sensed it, haven't you? Although you're a Servant from the Pan-Human History, you've already leaned quite far this way. This Lostbelt is the remnant of history. Do you know what kind of solution your actions will bring to this place?"

San Atalanta undoubtedly has feelings for Yaga here. Even though she is more rational now than when she was in her monster form as Archer, she would still go mad for the vengeful spirits of the children she has purified, even without the monster skin.

This is indeed a history that has been excluded, but the Yaga are right here and now, living right before her eyes, and Atalanta cannot exclude that.

(iv) She will inevitably be persuaded by Kadoc and unable to refuse.

2 This happened two days ago. After persuading them, Kadoc led the prisoners to Moscow.

Some time after they left, the Chaldeans arrived.

Because they did not come from the rebels' destroyed fortress, but returned to Chaldea's submarine and used the repaired submarine to get here.

"It seems my prediction was correct. After all, apart from here, there weren't any other good strongholds for heading to Moscow. This is a perfect spot, originally prepared as a place to attack Moscow."

When Manshu arrived, he saw the gate that had been directly removed and traces of human activity, and thus learned the specific situation.

The Chaldeans who arrived here were unaware of the situation inside the fortress, and launched an attack, directly dismantling the gate.

"Mr. Volga, it's great that you're back!"

Even without any equipment, it was possible to detect Manju's undisguised approach. Mashu, dressed in a frost-proof formal gown and cotton-padded coat, came over with great interest.

"Well, how's the situation here? I didn't have much time that day, so I didn't get a chance to check it out in detail."

"Fortunately, Mr. Volga, you arrived in time. Except for Yaga, who was killed on the spot, everyone else survived. However, by the time we arrived, Miss Atalanta and Mr. Salieri had already been moved away. Mr. Kadoc left a message here saying that they would execute Miss Atalanta and Mr. Salieri in the capital, Moscow, in five days."

Mashu answered Manju one by one.

"Five days? That's quite a generous amount of time. When are you planning to leave?"

"Preparations for departure are complete."

"You've come at just the right time. Let's talk about your plans as we walk."

Manju nodded.

"We plan to use Shadow Borde to get as close to the capital region as possible, and then ride the bipeds to Moscow."

Mashu briefly recounted how she took Manju to the submarine in Chaldea. The others were also delighted to see Manju, and even those who were unfamiliar with him were happy to have gained more power.

From their perspective, they have far too many opponents to contend with.

The submarine then headed towards Moscow, stopping just before it reached the city. It was almost nighttime by then, and the group found the two-horned horse and rested for the night.

The next morning, they set off on their bipedal horses towards the capital, Moscow.

"Alright, I'll leave the team here."

Billy the Kid will act as a feint to draw attention away from the numerous killing hunters in the capital.

Chapter Thirteen: Awakening

"The main event is finally here, even though it's a main event where everything is still unknown."

After saying goodbye to Billy the Kid, the operation officially began. Once the sound of gunfire came from Moscow, they would also set off.

“I have already met Ivan the Terrible, although I only saw him from afar and did not get close, but I have seen a general outline of him.”

Manshu didn't forget to mention this matter on the way, so that everyone could prepare in advance.

That was certainly a terrifying monster, but Chaldea had encountered quite a few powerful enemies on their way here, and Ivan the Terrible was not the most powerful one among them.

However, in this frozen land of Russia, there is indeed no unit that can rival it.

However, the height of the creature was indeed something I had never seen before. Although I had seen enormous creatures before, even Tiamat, the goddess of dragons, was less than a hundred meters tall.

"That was an enormous monster. It is said that it was made from the largest mammoth ever found in the ice sheets of Russia. Ivan the Terrible fused with it to become the original Yaga. Then, over the past 450 years, it has been growing continuously. So what we are facing is a monster that has been accumulating power for 450 years and is now a divine beast that can rival the gods."

But to say that one should feel fear towards that thing is certainly not to the point of being so afraid.

After all, the gods had long been their adversaries; such enemies had existed since Jerusalem.