The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Having determined this, Kiritsugu Emiya quickly prepared a plan to blow up the entire hotel without affecting the explosives outside or the detonation site.

However, Kiritsugu Emiya was not as ruthless and cold-blooded as he appeared.

Before detonating the fire, he triggered the hotel's fire alarm, allowing unrelated people to evacuate the hotel in advance.

If Kenneth also leaves the hotel because of this, wouldn't all his actions tonight have been in vain?

However, Kenneth, who lived here, was naturally a proud monarch.

Upon hearing the warning bell ring and listening to the hotel receptionist's request for evacuation, Kenneth instead revealed a smug, cold smile.

"Lancer, go down to the next floor to confront the enemy, but do not drive them away arbitrarily."

"I understand. We need to cut off the attacker's escape route and force him to this floor, right?"

“That’s right, let’s let our esteemed guests enjoy themselves at Kenneth El-Melloi’s magic workshop.”

If the enemy is indeed going to openly attack, then Kenneth's approach is indeed correct.

He spent a fortune to rent an entire floor, intending to turn it into a formidable stronghold.

The barrier alone had twenty-four layers, and the corridors were filled with all sorts of magical enhancements and traps, as well as dozens of evil spirits used as watchdogs.

Furthermore, two Supreme Formal Attires were brought here. These Supreme Formal Attires are special garments recognized as symbols of a family lineage, belonging to one of the twelve families that have produced numerous monarchs, or to other prestigious families that can rival them.

Of the two items here, one is the Moon Spirit Essence Liquid, which Kenneth himself created, and can be called an all-purpose costume.

The other is the El-Melloi family heirloom, a magical furnace created from the corpse excavated from the Albion Tomb beneath the Clock Tower, possessing almost inexhaustible magical power.

The magical fortress formed by these things is so vast that even if a follower were to break into it, an unqualified individual would still perish on the spot.

But... the next moment, a strange, mournful sound rang out here, as if steel bars and concrete were colliding with each other.

The entire hotel was detonated by explosives, and the 150-meter-tall building, which remained upright, collapsed as if it had been sucked into the ground.

This is a method of demolition by explosives, which destroys the most important support structure in a building at a single point, causing the building's own weight to collapse inward.

The refugees who had just evacuated from the hotel were all standing far away from the danger zone of the collapse, but they were still in chaos and scrambling to escape in all directions.

Kiritsugu Emiya stood there, watching the crowd run back and forth, and lit the cigarette he had been holding in his mouth.

"The outsider invited by the Einzbern family, Kiritsugu Emiya?"

An unexpected voice rang out from behind him, and he quickly turned around to look at the source of the voice.

"Matou Kariya? Berserker's Master, huh? I didn't expect you to still have the energy to go out and walk around after such a fierce battle."

Kiritsugu Emiya stubbed out the cigarette in his mouth and said calmly.

Meanwhile, his hands moved slowly in the shadows, reaching for the gun at his waist.

"There's no need for those unnecessary actions; the King has already bestowed upon me divine foresight."

Matou Kariya said with a smile, and a magic bullet was fired from his hand, grazing past Emiya Kiritsugu's waist.

According to Kiritsugu Emiya's information, Kariya Matou had abandoned the path of magic and only returned to this place a year before the Holy Grail War began, becoming a magician.

Having only trained as a magician for a year, one can only imagine his skill level in magic. So... would he be confident in his martial arts skills?

Kiritsugu Emiya dared not be careless and drew his gun from his waist without any hesitation, but before firing, a terrifying premonition arose in his heart.

Instinctively, Kiritsugu Emiya dodged to the side, and a golden light struck the spot where he had just been standing.

"Such keen perception! The intelligence says you were active on the battlefield for several years; it seems that's true."

Matou Kariya shook his head and said regretfully.

The golden radiance of the solar boat appeared beside him. Although only a small part of the bow was visible, it was enough to emit an energy that could vaporize an ordinary person.

"By the name of the Command Spell, Saber comes to my side."

Kiritsugu Emiya had absolutely no trust in his Servants. He simply couldn't trust the righteous and chivalrous King of Knights, so he entrusted the responsibility of supervising Saber to Irisviel, making her his proxy.

He then separated from his servants, placing Saber in the spotlight and causing the other Masters to overlook the existence of Kiritsugu Emiya, while Kiritsugu himself sought opportunities in the shadows.

He had more faith in himself and in his own way of life, so he was more willing to take the lead in the battle himself rather than hand it over to his Servants.

Kiritsugu Emiya was indeed somewhat stubborn in this regard, even unwilling to have much communication and understanding with his Servants.

　Search. "q group ⊙:⑵“°⑨⒋”蓤肆5〉4 The price was a Command Seal, and his plan to hide in the shadows was completely ruined.

The immense magical power of the Command Seal was released, instantly traversing space and teleporting Saber from the Einzbern family's territory to the Hyatt Hotel.

“I need some explanation, Kiritsugu.”

The appearing Knight King subconsciously looked at his Master and said with some dissatisfaction.

"I'll explain it to you after it's over."

Kiritsugu Emiya said briefly.

"Saber has arrived, so I should give up my spot."

Matou Kariya retreated, revealing only a small part of the Sun Boat before it began to fully emerge.

Manju stood proudly on the glittering sun ship, looking down arrogantly at the Knight King who held the holy sword.

“Saber, with the strongest direct class as an opponent, is not boring at all.”

As Manshu said this, he shone a ray of sunlight across from the Hyatt Hotel.

That was another high-rise building under construction, intended to dethrone the Hyatt Hotel as the tallest building in Eastwood.

The magical light from the solar boat directly bombarded the soon-to-be-completed New Capital Central Building, slicing open the top floor and creating a gash.

"The king's frolicking is not something that a mere insect on the side can watch."

Manshu said this, but he didn't kill the man; otherwise, he would have simply bombed the entire building to the ground.

"Yan Ye, you should go back first. I just got a little itchy. When I saw this holy sword, I couldn't help but want to try out the brilliance of the stars."

Manju actually stepped off the sun boat and let Matou Kariya board it and leave.

If Matou Kariya stays here, Emiya Kiritsugu might find an opportunity. It's better to keep him away so as not to disrupt his fight with Saber.

The Holy Sword of Stars—just seeing this thing makes it hard to stay on the Sun Ship.

You have to try it yourself, see it with your own eyes, the glory of this planet, the blade that once saved the world.

"O Red Dragon of Britain, let me recreate the glory that once defeated the Red Dragon."

Manju whispered in a voice only he could hear that this time he was not seeking the blessings of the Egyptian gods, since there was no story of slaying dragons in Egypt.

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Chapter Thirteen: Entanglement

"I'm leaving this place to you, Saber."

Kiritsugu Emiya did not stay behind, but instead headed towards the central building.

There were no more human voices coming from the communicator next to his ear; only the static of electricity could be heard.

Compared to Saber, Mai is more important to him and plays a greater role.

"It seems you recognize this sword too. Are you really Berserker?"

Saber didn't rush to act; instead, he first sized up Manshu and asked him a question.

The Conqueror King first announced his true name and class, so all that's left is the Berserker class.

Although Manju doesn't seem like a mindless berserker, you could call him a Berserker if you wanted to.

After all, that arrogant demeanor does somewhat match the appearance of a berserker.

"This is nothing shameful. I did indeed manifest in the world as a Berserker. But the barrier of madness cannot bind me. How could the wisdom of the God-King stop for this?"

Manshu said with a smile, while also chanting softly to himself.

“Michael and his angels fought against the dragon, and the dragon and his angels fought against it, but they were not victorious, and they no longer had a place in heaven. The great dragon was an ancient serpent called the devil or Satan, who deceives the whole world. He was hurled to the earth, and his angels with him.”

This is the earliest recorded story of slaying a dragon in the Bible, in which Michael knocked down the red dragon that was Satan in disguise.

And at this moment, right before Manshu's eyes, there was also a red dragon.

However, this is not the seven-headed, ten-horned red dragon, but the red dragon of Britain.

But Manjus is not Michael; at most, he can only reach the level of Georgios.

Perhaps it would be more fitting if Nero or Ishtar were standing here.

But now it is time to relive this story. Manju finished his prayer in a voice only he could hear, so that the blessing would fall upon him.

"The red cross gleamed in his hands, and the moonlight shone through the glass, spilling blood onto the ground."

The bright red cross was formed from the blood flowing from the defeated red dragon; that cross was the holy sword that slew the dragon.

Nine bright red crosses fell as sacred songs were sung, the songs of the fallen heroes praising Michael's glory and honor, and also bringing down this power.

In Saber's eyes, all she could see was a beam of light falling from the sky, and Manjusaki exuded a terrifying aura, especially with the red sword in his hand.

Although Saber didn't recognize the sword, the aura emanating from it made her feel suffocated, like a rabbit seeing an eagle—a fear ingrained in her blood when facing a natural enemy.

"Are you still the hero who slayed the dragon? That's quite surprising."

SanSaber knew perfectly well what this phenomenon represented; the man before her held the sword that had once slain a dragon, radiating the aura of a dragon slayer.

5. "I am not a hero who slaughtered the dragon race. This power also comes from the authority I exercise. Just as the sun travels across the sky every day, the principles of all things should rightfully be in my hands."

(vi) Manju simply swung the longsword in his hand, familiarizing himself with the power surging within him, and pointed the tip of the sword at Saber.

4. “Let me witness the brilliance of the stars. I have heard so much about this sword that I never thought I would have the chance to see it. Otherwise, all you would have seen was the wrath of the sun.”

"I will accept any challenge like this, and I will show no mercy. Don't let your carelessness cost you your head."

Saber showed no mercy, gripping the holy sword with both hands and preparing for battle.

"it is good!"

Manju shouted loudly and rushed towards Saber in front of him.

Manshu knew he was a complete novice who had never been in combat, so he needed to rely not on himself, but on the power that came to him like a revelation.

Simply close your eyes and act entirely on your instincts.