The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"However, just to be on the safe side, Fiore, you shouldn't leave to go anywhere else. If a subject under my protection is killed by someone else, I will also have a headache."

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Chapter Twelve Relationships

"The answer is not surprising at all. Since Archer has no interest in this matter and Lancer is going to stay here, then you can go, Gold."

Danic showed no surprise at the information coming from Fiore; he simply issued a direct order.

Among the Servants on the Black side, the only ones who can be considered ace Servants are Archer, Lancer, and Saber.

The other four Servants, even Assassin who has not yet arrived, are not Servants capable of acting independently.

Their greater role is to provide support on the battlefield, or to buy time and attract attention for powerful Servants to use their Noble Phantasms.

Gordes respectfully accepted the order below, then turned and led his followers toward the road leading to Tulipas.

"...War is about to break out."

An unnamed restlessness arose in Danic's heart, telling him that the beginning of war was about to begin.

But victory in war is something that is less certain.

Just now, Saber from the Red faction and her Master stormed into Tulipas and caused a huge disturbance.

The golems and homunculus were no match for the two of them. Even Avisbro, who created a golem capable of rivaling a weak Servant, was shattered by Saber in just three blows.

Although the Masters sent by the Mage's Association were all hired characters, they were undoubtedly top-tier.

Aside from Father Kotomine Shiro, whose information was still uncertain, Danic knew that the other six Masters were all Super-First-Class, above First-Class. 9.

Within the Yggdrasilia clan, only Danic and Fiore can be considered top-tier or above.

However, I have made thorough preparations. To think that I can win after less than ten days of preparation is a grave mistake. Dad

The Yggdrasil family has been preparing for this day ever since the end of the Third Holy Grail War; no one can stop them from achieving their goal.

...Si

"Does being here make you feel constrained?"

After issuing the order, Manjusaki suddenly realized she had made a mistake. While she herself wouldn't feel anything amiss, it had undeniably tormented her Master.

The girl looked completely bewildered, sitting in her wheelchair to the side, not daring to even breathe loudly.

"Ah...no...I'm just a little worried. What if the red side launches a full-scale attack here?"

Fiore shook her head and randomly came up with a reason to reply to Manshu.

Although she was the kind of naive magician, she didn't think she could give a definite answer in this situation.

"Hahaha, even if my city has not been established yet, I have no need to fear such a thing."

“Even if my city has not yet been built, and my kingdom has not yet been established, can’t I ask God to send a dozen legions of angels?”

Manshu said to Fiore, but before she could reply, Manshu shook his head and chuckled a few times.

"Of course not. I would be lucky to be able to get one or two legions of angels. After all, I haven't even offered the sacrifice I had prepared yet, so how can I expect such great protection?"

After saying this, Manshu's expression changed again, and he looked uninterested as he spoke to Fiore.

"Alright, I see you're really restless here. Have those androids and golems prepare another room for you to rest in."

After speaking, Manshu closed his eyes, seemingly taking a nap. Fiore almost showed a relieved expression, but thankfully she managed to keep her emotions in check.

She first expressed her gratitude and praised the king, all of which Danic had instructed her to do before she left.

After she finished speaking, she left Manjus's Palace in her wheelchair to direct the androids and golems to build a place for herself to rest.

Fiore had wanted to do this for a long time, but she didn't dare to delay Manshu's affairs for her own convenience.

"Why isn't there a scene where they bow down in worship? This is really troublesome. Let's just wait for Spartacus to bring some fun. I wonder if Achilles and Atalanta will come."

Manshu wasn't exactly a good person at socializing or getting along with others, otherwise he wouldn't have gone crazy like this here.

So we can only hope that time will change things. But we should start making preparations. If Atalanta comes, Nimrod will still be able to bring some surprises.

Nimrod is also said to be the constellation Orion, and Nimrod is even considered a god of hunting.

The next arrow that's drawn won't be just ordinary; it'll probably have to be a three-star archer.

Manshu slowly prepared in his temple. Although it was only a rough prototype, it was enough to do some things.

Just like the scene when Manju sat on the throne in the solar boat, bands of light, like magic circuits, flowed out from the floor, walls, and top of the throne.

The magic flowed and condensed within those bands of light, beginning a process akin to forging.

Manju reached out and transmitted lightning into it, thus completing the subsequent playful antics.

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"The interception failed, Black Saber, the great hero who wields the holy sword and is immortal. I understand."

The following day, Kotomine Shiro received Lancer's information again in the church.

Just yesterday, Lancer was dispatched to kill the Arbiter who was heading to Tulipas.

However, it ultimately ended in failure, as the Black side's Saber arrived in time to provide assistance. The two Servants fought until dawn before finally stopping and withdrawing.

"What about Berserker?"

"Berserker is completely incapable of listening to human speech and persuasion. Trying to reason with a Berserker who has gone berserk is asking the impossible."

Assassin relayed the reply from the red team's Archer, Atalanta. (Nine)

"However, after failing to dissuade them, they were guided down to the position that was being built; the progress there was unbelievably fast."

If nothing unexpected happens, it should only take two or three days to complete. (4)

The construction of that fortress seemed to require a considerable amount of time, yet its basic structure was completed in just two days—it's truly unbelievable. 8.

"So fast? If this isn't a decoy, then it must be a pre-prepared killing move."

"Indeed, combined with this type of defensive Noble Phantasm and Vlad III, it's practically an impenetrable defensive line."

Although Kotomine Shiro spoke with a hint of seriousness, his expression betrayed no such sentiment. ⑨

"Then let's not waste Berserker's potential; let him wreak havoc. Just tell Archer and Rider to be careful not to get surrounded." lin

"How intriguing! If that fortress isn't a decoy, whose treasure is it?"

Assassin Semiramis said with great interest.

Chapter Thirteen: The Flying Arrow

Night had fallen again, and the Arbiter of Tulipas, Joan of Arc, the French saintess, had arrived.

She jumped from the attic of the church where she was staying to the outside, and the night in Tulipas was as quiet as death.

However, the eerie winds, corpses, and magical scents in the city all tell the magicians still in the city that the Holy Grail War has officially begun.

Joan of Arc dipped her right hand into the holy water drawn from the church, then sprinkled it into the air. The water droplets shone brightly and quickly drew a three-dimensional map of the town.

Tulifas and the surrounding servants appeared before her eyes.

Five members of the Black faction are inside the castle of the Thousand World Tree, while the other member is alone on the other side outside the castle.

The red side only has one player in Tulifas, who is probably a scout-type character.

Just like the black side, one of their Servants did not stay at their own base, but most likely infiltrated Sighshwara, where the red side was staying.

At this stage, both sides are probably still holding back and testing each other.

That means tonight should be a peaceful night.

However, just as Jeanne d'Arc had this thought in her mind, the Servants who had been standing still suddenly began to move.

"Are they heading towards the lone Servant from the Black faction?"

Jeanne d'Arc immediately noticed the sudden appearance of three Red faction Servants, and that they were heading towards the Black faction Servant who wasn't in the Yggdrasil Castle.

"Whether it's in the suburbs or not, it's good that the residents are safe."

Joan of Arc breathed a sigh of relief and hurried towards the destination, still thinking. 8

……4

The man was all muscle; even though he was over two meters tall, the first thing anyone would notice about him was his superhuman muscles.

His deathly pale skin was etched with countless scars, making it easy to imagine the rigorous training and battles this man had endured. 9

His arms were as thick as a crocodile's, and he wore only leather straps tightly binding his entire body as he walked in the suburbs outside Tulipas.

"Berserker, aren't you going to stop?"

The girl in green clothes leaped nimbly among the branches and grass, still shouting at the berserk warrior.

The girl had a sharp, beast-like gaze in her eyes, and her long, wildly growing hair, unlike that of a noblewoman, perfectly complemented her untamed nature.

"Hahaha, Archer, I cannot obey your orders. I must go forward and reach the oppressor!"

"You idiot, are you really going to court death?!"

Archer Atalanta of the red team cursed in frustration, but the unrestrained warrior would never stop, only taking strong and powerful steps forward.

"The word 'waiting' doesn't exist in my dictionary!"

"To put it bluntly, they're Berserkers; there's no way to communicate with them."

Atalanta could only utter these words with a sigh, abandoning Spartacus just as they were about to reach their destination.

"Yes, that's right. He obviously didn't become a Berserker just by chance."

From above Atalanta's head, the red team's Rider Achilles stood on a branch, speaking with a hearty laugh.

Achilles was a handsome man with a good face. Although he was not a gentle knight, his sharp eyes, like those of a raptor, and his strong and muscular body made him a hero who could captivate people of all ages and genders.

"Then we can only abandon Berserker. Since we can't save Berserker, the mission becomes to provide support without forcing ourselves and to gather intelligence."

"It won't be long before we can make contact with the enemy. I'm really looking forward to seeing the Black Army..."

After Achilles and Atalanta realized they couldn't stop Berserker Spartacus, they chatted for a few moments in a slightly relaxed manner.

But just as Achilles was speaking, his smiling expression suddenly changed.