The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"Even though their true identity has been exposed, they refuse to kneel at my feet and beg for forgiveness."

...Never mind, this is more like your style. Thank you, Rasputin. In the end, it was you, the ruthless and vicious one, who returned everything to the people of Russia.

Although I sincerely hate you, I can't bring myself to dislike you in the end. I have only one request, and I believe you have an obligation to grant it.

Anastasia sincerely said that her feelings towards this world-renowned sorcerer must be extremely complicated.

At least when Anastasia was a child, they had a fairly good friendship; the Tsar's children all liked Rasputin quite a bit.

"Please just tell me what I can do."

The priest said with delight.

Anastasia didn't say anything, but just made mouth movements.

"That's all. You should be able to understand something as simple as reading lips, right?"

"Of course, I obey your command. Then please excuse me, the last Tsar."

The priest accepted Anastasia's last request before leaving.

Chapter Eighteen: Great Power

"It seems it's all settled. Are Master and Mash still in the palace? Let's reunite with them first, Atalanta."

Beowulf and Atalanta simply watched from the sidelines, and only when they saw that all the commotion had subsided did they prepare to return.

"...That's right. Ivan the Terrible has been defeated. There's only one problem left. Let's go, Yaga. This will be the final battle."

Atalanta was clearly still thinking about other things, only snapping out of her reverie at Beowulf's voice. She then called to the surviving rebel warriors around her, preparing to rush to the final battlefield.

She had made her decision; now it was time to put it into practice.

Ivan the Terrible was on his final pilgrimage, braving the howling blizzard, returning from a warm dream to harsh reality.

As the Tsar who ruled Russia, as the Tsar who ruled the world, he indeed needed to ask the question of the person who wanted to eliminate the world.

His defeat (2) was irreversible (9), but does the person who wants to rectify (4) the world (4) truly have the awareness (3) to bear all of this (5)? ​​He needs to know (6) this (4).

"Ivan the Terrible..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu saw the tall figure emerge from the blizzard from afar, cutting through the wind and snow, and finally standing before them.

“O one who has determined the order of human affairs, I, as the ruler of this world, must ask you a question, and therefore I hope you will answer me sincerely.”

The Thunder Emperor's voice, like the rolling thunder around him, brought oppression and intimidation.

"Excuse me."

"Why come to destroy my world? Does your world truly have that value? Is it worth it for you to slaughter every single suffering person in this world?"

Faced with Ivan the Terrible's questioning, the unprepared Fujimaru Ritsuka was momentarily speechless: "...This..."

"...Your ignorance is the greatest sin."

Upon seeing this, Ivan the Terrible knew that the girl before him had not considered this matter.

"So I question your resolve: to save your world means destroying this strange history, and all the Yaga living in this Russia will be killed by you. Therefore, I ask! Therefore, I question! Do you have such a right? Are you willing to face the death of all the Yaga living on this land?!"

Ivan the Terrible bombarded him with a barrage of questions, leaving Fujimaru Ritsuka completely speechless, as if she had been overwhelmed by him.

“Answer me! If you cannot answer me, then that is the answer! I will never fail, I will never back down! I will protect this world.”

If you can't get an answer, that's an unacceptable answer, making it impossible to admit defeat.

Ivan the Terrible roared in fury, but his body could not withstand his intense emotions, and blood gushed from his mouth.

"Cough cough... I... I haven't been defeated yet...! This level of injury is nothing! My history is different from that of the cowardly beings in the history of humankind! Witness the power of Yaga, the power of the Tsar!"

Since we can't get a satisfactory answer, we can only seek another way to get an accurate, or at least satisfactory, answer.

Ivan the Terrible raised his scepter, and lightning roared.

"There's no time to think about anything else, let's face the battle, Fujimaru."

Ivan the Terrible's words still had an effect on Fujimaru Ritsuka, but the thunderous lightning had already begun, and even though he was on the verge of death, Ivan the Terrible was still able to exert some power.

All that's there are Salieri and Mathieu, who have given their all in their performances and aren't in the best shape.

Mash raised her shield and immediately placed it in front of her. This was her first battle in her new form, where the exoskeleton, which compensated for Galahad's power, provided her with the strength to withstand Ivan the Terrible's impact.

“中≮￣转＠群:…：er≌ˉjiusilinsi'－sanwuliu×si Yeah, I understand…”

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded slightly. Her eyes held a hint of hesitation, but it couldn't be simply called hesitation; perhaps it was more accurately described as sadness.

“Ra…”

Fujimaru Ritsuka raised her right hand, and the words written on her hand were glowing, radiating a gentle warmth like the winter sun.

This warmth dispelled even the confusion in people's hearts in an instant, but it was not a strong enough support, but just a little bit of warmth.

Fujimaru Ritsuka opened her arms, and the light emanating from the words surged outwards, from the warm winter sun to the scorching sun that seemed to evaporate one's blood.

Ivan the Terrible swung his scepter, not only unleashing lightning, but the tusks that had merged with his shoulders could also be extended under the control of magic, thrusting forward to smash into Mash's shield.

"Foolish fools! Since you haven't even made the right decision, then submit to the Tsar!"

Ivan the Terrible also possesses a skill called "Extraordinary Power," which in this alternate dimension is not merely a simple skill but also represents the authority of the Tsar.

Originally intended only to control the nobles who opposed him and demand their absolute obedience to the Tsar, it has now even been able to control the entire Russian land.

The Imaginary Tree could not fall, precisely because Ivan the Terrible had sealed off the ley lines with immense power, preventing the Imaginary Tree from taking root.

Even without its effect on this, it can exert a very simple yet intense pressure on humans, causing those who are not kings or leaders to feel a strong sense of oppression, the most direct feeling being a decrease in all their abilities.

Ivan the Terrible's monstrous form already possessed exceptional strength, and with the addition of these various powers, Mash was temporarily unable to withstand them.

After all, Ivan the Terrible had no intention of holding back any strength. He had already acknowledged that Anastasia would take over Russia, and now he was merely questioning Pan-Human History.

But when the blazing sun came from behind Mashu, it ignited the ivory that extended out as a weapon, spewing out flames to fight against the lightning in the air.

"Ah, this sunlight piercing through the wind and snow... cannot hinder our progress! Bear the divine punishment!"

Under the sunlight, Ivan the Terrible felt an intense heat; the snow around him melted, and he himself seemed to melt as well.

Therefore, he could only make one last push. On the broken ivory, the scepter would once again gather lightning, unleashing the strongest attack he could muster at this moment.

A large amount of magical energy formed the lightning, which was then compressed and finally formed a dark lightning ball two or three meters in diameter. The collapsing lightning brought an aura of destruction and was released from above Ivan the Terrible's head.

The unleashed blazing sun collided with the lightning, the two tore each other apart, and then finally collapsed.

"Oh...oh...is this the end...is this the end...?"

This attack also failed to achieve its purpose, and Ivan the Terrible had no more strength left, and could not even stand up.

“You haven’t even prepared yourself properly, yet you’ve come here… This is the style of cowardly, utterly inhumane history… But this sorrow is something Yaga no longer possesses—compassion for others, empathy…”

Ivan the Terrible inexplicably recalled this, a feeling he loathed yet could also hold the opposite sentiment.

Ivan the Terrible possessed a contradictory spirit, spending his mornings in confession in the church and his afternoons gleefully torturing rebels, as if he were assimilating saints and villains.

This is also true in the history of this Lostbelt; he would ruthlessly raze villages to the ground, yet he would also grieve and reflect upon it. His spirit would randomly shift between order and chaos.

"A fragile, yet happy person. I recall that my wife Anastasia was also such a woman."

It's not the hardship of survival that's the reason, but the ability to shed tears for the misfortunes of others. This superfluous existence is more beautiful to me than anything else.

Ah, is that so? In that case, the world has been defeated. All that we cherish most will cease to exist. I admit it, Fujimaru Ritsuka, you've won. Even if you don't admit it, I admit I will leave as the loser…”

Ivan the Terrible, because of his feelings that did not exist in this frozen land, finally received the answer that allowed him to leave.

He acknowledged his defeat, and then gave up, vanishing into a ray of spiritual light. 8

“Ivan the Terrible… has been destroyed…” (v)

Mashu reported, sounding somewhat downcast. (VII)

"Da Vinci, dear." (6)

Fujimaru Ritsuka softly called out Leonardo da Vinci's name. ⑥

"...Hmm. What Ivan the Terrible said...I'm afraid he's right."③

Da Vinci knew what Fujimaru Ritsuka meant by calling his name; lying at this point would be pointless.

"I'm sorry, Master. I... I understood long ago. To protect our history means to trample on this world..."

Mashu added from the side.

"Having defeated such a powerful enemy, why do you all look so gloomy?"

When Manju arrived, he only had time to see Ivan the Terrible disappear as a spirit particle. Seeing the somber expressions on Fujimaru Ritsuka and Mashu's faces, he didn't stop and walked straight over.

"Mr. Volga!"

"Well, it's not time to think too much yet, gentlemen. The battle isn't over yet, is it, Kadoc?"

Manju nodded in response to Mashu, then turned to look in the direction from which the Thunder Emperor had come.

"Oh dear, I thought you were planning to forget about Chaldea."

"Kardok!"

"There's nothing more to say now, Atalanta, finish them off quickly."

His world didn't revolve around Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others, but instead called upon Atalanta, who was following behind him.

Atalanta dared not look in their direction, keeping her head down and her face showing a hint of struggle as she remained silent.

Seeing that Atalanta was now unable to bring herself to be ruthless, Kadoc had no choice but to urge her, "What's wrong? There's no turning back now. Or can you really be so heartless as to abandon the children to their fate?"

Kadoc already knew Atalanta's weakness. Upon hearing this, Atalanta didn't delay any longer and struggled to raise her head.

"I'm sorry, Fujimaru... You did nothing wrong. I deeply admire your spirit of continuing to fight even if the world collapses. I was originally a Heroic Spirit of Pan-Human History, and I should have stood on your side. However, since I was summoned, I have spent a long time with them."

Usutalant said apologetically to Fujimaru Ritsuka, having finally made her decision.

Fourth, "I want to stand on this side."

"How could this be...!"

Mash was quite taken aback by Atalanta's choice.

"Are you serious? If you do this, you'll become a homeless wanderer. If pan-human history disappears, you'll become something that doesn't exist."

Faced with such a question, Atalanta could only lower her head, but she would not change her mind.

(6) "I can't do it. I simply can't stand by and watch them die. They, they, are just like I used to be...!"