The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"Hmph, of course. Then let's entrust these important responsibilities to the warrior Astolfo!"

Astolfo immediately became excited and said excitedly.

“Yes, I’ve contacted Lancer, and he will cooperate with us to try to open a passage. Watch my signal, and you will ride your steed towards King Ninglu.”

After making the arrangements, Siegfried mustered his strength and shifted the attack formation towards offense.

The swift greatsword left Sekhmet somewhat overwhelmed, even causing him to completely ignore Frankenstein's attacks from the side.

Vlad III, who had been constantly blocked by arrows, also became much more radical.

'It's finally here; so far, this has been a decent amount of fun.'

Manjushri, who was in the sky, saw everything clearly. While drawing his bow and shooting an arrow, he secretly used lightning to draw out a long sword.

Chapter Seven: Return and Termination

Frankenstein 2 and Siegfried pinned down the mad lion 4, restricting its activity range to one side near the wall 6.

Vlad III gripped his lance and charged forward fearlessly.

Another group of golems controlled by Avisbroun arrived at the audience hall, forming an attacking force that pressed forward.

Several Servants simultaneously launched their own offensive, pressing towards Manju.

"So you're planning a desperate gamble? Too bad it's all in vain! Inaction! Lack of strategy! Nothing worthwhile!"

Manju spoke these words in the sky, and this time he didn't even aim at anyone, but simply pointed his bow at the sky and shot out lightning.

The lightning bolts shot down from the sky and finally fell to the ground, like a thunderbolt from the clouds, inspiring fear.

The primary target of the falling lightning was still Vlad III; if he wanted to avoid the lightning, he would have to retreat.

Because the direction of movement is completely blocked by this attack, this is used to stop the lightning from moving forward.

The descending lightning, like a net, forced warriors intending to advance and charge forward to confront its power directly.

“You’ve been completely underestimated, Archer! I, the king of this small country, am still a king. I will definitely take back all the land you’ve taken.”

Vlad III did not continue to retreat, but instead faced the lightning with his spear.

The spear pierced through the lightning's blockade, and Vlad III's dark figure burst forth from it.

However, the lightning also left many marks on his body. His originally jet-black noble robe was now tattered, and he was constantly feeling numbness all over his body.

Only the resolute look in his pale eyes remained unchanged; this pain was not enough to shake his spirit.

(8) Braving the falling lightning, Vlad III charged through Manju's attack and leaped up to stab Manju with his spear.

(v) "Alright, alright, although it didn't take much effort, the fact that it managed to get in front of me is commendable in terms of courage and rebelliousness."

7. Manju, who was sitting leisurely in the air, said approvingly, and then he used the hand that was holding the bow to dissipate the thunder bow, clenched it into a fist and swung it out.

⑥ "Since you so desire the territory that I will seize, then I will grant your wish as a reward for your courage."

Behind Liu Manshu's clenched fist, the white crown stigma, previously obscured by lightning, was now completely shrouded in blood.

The fact that this power, which has been used without any foundation, has been effective to this day is quite remarkable.

If those city-states that were the origin of silk were truly established, it would not be difficult for them to seize land once they had a solid foundation of power.

At that time, let alone just the small area of ​​the audience hall, if the scope were covered to the whole of Romania, it might have lasted for an hour or two.

But now this power is indeed a castle in the air; it hasn't even laid the foundation for a foothold.

At the very least, the foundation for the city must be laid, the wedges for the city-state must be driven in, and something that can be called a fortified position must be constructed.

That was the true moment when the royal authority bestowed upon Manjushri by heaven descended upon him.

The version we are using now is a completely degraded version; it only has a shell, and the essence and spirit of the product have not been filled in.

So it is indeed time to return Vlad III's territory to him, but everything returned is now in his fist, and we'll see if he can handle it.

The land usurped by the empty shell weighed heavily on Manshu, bringing him considerable pressure.

However, since they were in the sky and their expressions were completely obscured by the lightning, Manshu didn't care.

Now this heavy burden should fall back on his original master. "Savor the taste of your land, Lancer, and you will know just how great Yu is who bears the weight of the entire world on his shoulders."

A powerful punch was thrown, carrying only the weight of the land that had been taken from the fist. Ba

But the thrusting spear was utterly thwarted, falling along with its master to the front of the audience hall, smashing through several walls.

"Looks like you can't even handle this tiny patch of land, Lancer." (Lancer)

Manju curled his lip and withdrew his fist; the holy mark of the white crown on his arm dimmed and gradually disappeared. (Like a ripple)

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Astolfo, one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, is here! This is the moment to demonstrate my ultimate skill and abilities!"

Astolfo was ready to pounce as Vlad III charged forward. (iii)

As Manshu threw his punch, the eagle appeared between his legs.

This was Astolfo's greatest trump card, a mythical beast that, theoretically, should not exist: the Falcon. *Hiss*

Because the griffin is the offspring of a griffin and a mare, but the mare is also a prey for the griffin.

So logically speaking, eagles shouldn't exist. How could anyone go into heat with its prey and get it pregnant and give birth to offspring?

However, the story of Charlemagne and his warriors is full of absurdity and fantasy, with a mythical eagle appearing beneath Astolfo to launch his charge.

Astolfo chose the moment when Manchus had just punched Vlad III away, seemingly hoping to take advantage of the opening in Manchus's attack to rush in front of him.

Then, with just a light touch of his lance, the arrogant king would be thoroughly humiliated.

Just thinking about it is exciting enough; the illustrious Prince Ninglu is about to fall at his hands.

If this story were told to Roland and the others, it would surely astonish them and elicit looks of admiration.

Just thinking about it filled him with anticipation. Astolfo spurred his mount forward with all his might.

As a mythical beast, the eagle can fly at a speed of 400 kilometers per hour. Given the length of the audience hall, it wouldn't even take a second to fly from one end to the other.

The moment Astolfo roared was the moment Vlad III's lance was struck by Manchu's fist.

As the eagle soared in front of Manjus, Vlad III had just crashed through the wall, raising a cloud of dust.

"A capricious knight, you're far more boring than that king." *Whoosh*

Hearing Astolfo's excited voice, Manju knew what was about to happen, so he didn't do much, simply conjuring a staff of lightning and striking forward. *Swoosh*

When the staff was struck forward, fire appeared from the stone, intending to burn away Astolfo who was charging towards it.

"Hmph, I knew it! Warrior Astolfo has won a great victory! 'The Phantom Horse (Hippogriff) that will never be seen again!'"②

Without the slightest hesitation upon seeing the flames, Astolfo unleashed the true name of the eagle. (9)

The eagle cried out, and its figure, along with Astolfo's, blurred through the flames in an instant. (4)

The golden spear tip was thrust out without resistance, poised to strike its target down in the next instant.

"This farce has become rather vulgar, so let's stop here." (iv)

The lightning-formed sword swung out faster than Astolfo, striking him before he could react.

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I'm feeling dizzy from drinking. Since the body will be carried up the mountain for burial tomorrow during the day, I won't have time to update at noon. I'll finish it when I get back tonight.

There's another chapter tonight, but the time is uncertain. I'll be staying up all night anyway, so I'll manage to finish it eventually.

RK1

Chapter Eight Miracles

Named the Invisible Demon Sword, it is a miracle of striking first at close range with incredible speed.

Astolfo's lance was no exception; it thrust forward as his blurry figure gradually emerged.

The longsword formed of lightning perfectly demonstrated this extremely fast strike, sending Astolfo, who had just returned to reality and was still full of excitement and even dreaming about the future, flying away.

"Shouldn't we have relied on this guy after all?"

Avisbro watched this scene and almost covered his face with his hands.

However, he happened to be wearing a mask, so the effect was about the same.

However, both Lancer Vlad III and Rider Astolfo's attempts to win the battle ultimately failed.

It seems there's no way to defeat this king who sits high in the heavens.

Even now, they haven't even touched the hem of each other's clothes. The two who rushed in front of Manshu were both sent flying by a single blow.

unless……

Avisbro looked at Saber, who was still fighting Sekhmet, even though he didn't recognize the holy sword Saber was wielding.

However, there is no doubt that this must be a powerful weapon renowned in some land. If the true name of this sword is revealed, it might even be able to shoot down Archer.

But is it necessary to go to that extent? This is only the first day of the Holy Grail War.

"Looks like you guys are still not convinced."

Manju suddenly removed the lightning that concealed his figure, and stood in the air, stepping on lightning, looking at Vlad III who had stood up again.

"Of course, now that the land under my command has returned to this place, it is even less likely that I, as the king of this land, will admit defeat."

Having regained the power brought by the Guardian General, Vlad III's confidence grew considerably.

"It would be too uncool to give up here. I think I can try again."

Astolfo chimed in, though he probably wouldn't charge straight over; judging by his trembling body, he hadn't yet recovered from the shock of the lightning.

"Sigh, since you're so stubborn, don't blame me for being impolite."

To this, Manju could only feign a sigh and raise his right hand.

"Do you think I need to wait until now to defeat you? I only need to raise my hand, and victory will fall naturally."

“You should have known that a miracle had befallen you when you saw Yu strike the flame with his staff, but you turned a blind eye to it.”

"However, you ungodly believers, you are fortunate! Look directly at me and witness miracles fall before your eyes three times. If this still cannot bring you to repentance, then you are all guilty!"

Manju shouted loudly, falling from the sky and landing on Sekhmet's back.

"Behold, since the flames struck from the staff cannot awaken you, let the fire of heaven descend upon you from my hand and burn the unrepentant to ashes!" (9)

Manjushri struck forward again with his lightning-formed staff, and just as he had predicted, a great fire descended from the sky, rushing towards the five Servants present.