Crossover Anime: Collecting Treasures from All Worlds Starting with Type-Moon

Karna decisively rejected Joan of Arc's words.

"According to my Master, we should now be the Purple Team's Sevent, which is at odds with the Red Team and the Black Team. We should be considered a third-party force."

"...How could this be?"

Joan of Arc was stunned. When did a purple team appear? When did the Holy Grail War become this large-scale? This is completely illogical!

"It's alright, I can explain it to you slowly."

Sigishwara, church.

"You said you were severely injured by a Lancer wearing golden armor, and not only that, the opponent also possessed divinely crafted weaponry and a high level of divinity, is that right?"

"That's right, it must be Lancer! The golden gun in his hand is too conspicuous. There's no other class besides Lancer."

Inside the church, Achilles, shirtless, received magical healing from Amakusa Shiro. Gentle, pure white magic continuously flowed from Amakusa Shiro's hands into Achilles' body, and his wounds healed rapidly at a visible speed.

Amakusa Shiro possesses miraculous arms that can connect to all magic bases, so even though he never learned magic in his lifetime, he can still (luckily) use it after reading some knowledge.

Of course, it pales in comparison when faced with a great magician from the age of gods like Medea.

"This isn't right, Assassin, what do you think?"

While Amakusa Shiro was wholeheartedly treating Achilles, Semiramis also frowned deeply, just as Amakusa Shiro had said, something was wrong.

Lancer of the Red Side should have already met him before. Although it's not certain, there's a very high probability that he's that handsome Japanese boy, since the powerful aura and magic emanating from him are undeniable.

As for Lancer of the Black side, he should have been summoned much earlier. He is undoubtedly Vlad III, the most well-known figure in Romania.

"what is going on..."

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Chapter 239: Afu Strikes Back - Planning an Escape (Please Subscribe)

"Archer, is there only one Sevent from the Red team attacking?"

Inside the castle of Yggdrasil, Vlad III, seated high on his throne, listened intently to the detailed intelligence brought by Chiron. His right hand tapped incessantly on the armrest of his throne, as if he were deep in thought.

"Yes, there is indeed only one, and judging from his physique and movements, it is almost certain that the other party is Berserker."

Chiron's tone was resolute; he still had great faith in his clairvoyance and was absolutely certain it wouldn't be wrong.

Because Vlad III had not spoken, the scene fell silent as everyone waited for the legendary Grand Duke to give his orders.

"My lord, are you worried that there might be an ambush set up by the Red team?"

Seeing that the time was almost right, Danic knelt down and spoke out Vlad III's thoughts. This was not something that was hard to guess; in fact, he had the same concerns in his heart.

“That’s right. I don’t think the Red Team’s Master would be so foolish as to simply send out a Sevent, which is no different from sending them to their deaths. The most likely scenario is that the other side has set up an ambush beforehand. Archer, do you have any suggestions?”

As he spoke, Vlad III turned his gaze to the refined-looking young man, whose real name was Chiron. Archer was very famous in history and was hailed as an unparalleled sage who had taught Heracles, Achilles, Jason, and other famous heroes in Greek mythology.

Therefore, he is qualified to serve as a military advisor.

"Thank you for your trust, Wang, but I believe we should take the initiative to subdue the Red Berserker no matter what!"

Chiron bowed, then made a resolute statement in an unquestionable tone.

"Tell me your reasons."

Vlad III cherished his current subjects and subordinates, and everyone could speak freely in his presence without any reservations.

There are three main reasons, the first being—

Chiron then turned his gaze to all the Masters and Sevents present. After scanning the room, he noticed that Rider was not there, but he did not mention it.

"Everyone here in Sevent is a famous figure and hero in their respective history and era. If we were to subdue the enemy without a fight and watch Berserker cause chaos in Tulipas, I believe none of you would feel good about it."

"If we don't fight back when the enemy attacks, they will only think we are easy to bully and will humiliate us even more. Therefore, we must fight back strongly no matter what!"

Chiron stated this first reason in an extremely firm manner, but don't be deceived by his gentle appearance. He is not only an excellent teacher, but also a pure warrior.

The most cherished belief of warriors is "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth!"

“Very good! That’s how I was during my lifetime. Anyone who dares to invade Romanian territory will be punished with the most severe penalties! So, what’s the next reason?”

Chiron's words clearly suited Vlad III's tastes, and in fact, even without considering the remaining two reasons, it was already almost certain that the campaign against the Berserkers was inevitable.

This is a small room in the castle's residential area.

"Hmph! How are you feeling, android? Does your arm still hurt? Your waist? Your legs? Your feet? If they hurt, tell me properly!"

In the dim candlelight, a cute pink-haired girl... no, a boy wearing armor was staring fervently at the android who had just woken up on the bed, his cheeks flushed red with excitement.

"Ah... I feel much better. Thank you so much, Mr. Astolfo. May I ask where Mr. Chiron and Miss Fiore are?"

The android struggled to sit up halfway on the bed, still in a state of vague understanding of everything since he had only recently been born into this world.

"Hey! It's okay, it's okay. My favorite thing is to help others!"

Upon hearing the android's thanks, the knight named Astolfo proudly revealed his little fangs. Although he said it was nothing, he still showed a rather bright smile.

Indeed, in history, in order to help Roland, one of Charlemagne's twelve warriors, overcome his madness, he even dressed in women's clothing to appease him.

He's known for his love of helping others.

"Mr. Chiron and Miss Fiore have gone to the front hall for a meeting. I heard it's because a Black Squad Sevent attacked. It seems the other Masters and Sevents have also gone there, so there's no one around here right now. You can talk to me without worry!"

Astolfo hummed a little tune as he picked up an apple from the table and began peeling it, looking quite pleased with himself.

"If everyone else is going, then Mr. Afu, is it alright if you don't go?"

After accepting the apple from the knight dressed as a woman, the boy asked a question with some confusion, and then—

Astolfo froze completely.

"It's alright, it's alright! Don't worry about these details. Speaking of which, if you were to go into battle, you might have a chance to escape!"

Sensing the danger, Astolfo immediately changed the subject, and his words immediately ignited excitement in the eyes of the gaunt android.

“In that case, let’s use Caster’s puppet as a vanguard to test Berserker’s strength first, and then let Riderl deal with him. To prevent any accidents, Frankenstein and I will also go along. Do you have any objections?”

"no!"

Everyone answered in unison.

"Then I'll go prepare the magic puppet first. Since it's made in advance, it won't take long. It should only take about ten minutes before it can be used in battle."

Caster's answer was very concise, and then he turned and walked towards the workshop.

"So, Rider, huh? Where did Rider go? He didn't even come for something this important?"

After scanning the area several times, Vlad III noticed that the unusually lively knight was not in front of the palace, and his expression showed obvious anger due to his dissatisfaction.

"I'm so sorry, I'm going to find him right now! That damn guy..."

Serenekae then seemed to wake from a dream and apologized repeatedly to Vlad III. However, compared to Vlad III, she was clearly more angry, and her face had begun to distort.

"Then, prepare for battle! This battle prioritizes capture over annihilation. Everyone, take your positions and do your duties. The first battle of the Holy Grail War will begin here!"

Danic suddenly waved his hand at the crowd, unaware that several battles had already taken place before that.

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Chapter 240: The Purple Faction - Lancer Returns

“You’ve done a great job, Lancer.”

At nine o'clock in the morning, in the window seats on the second floor of the KFC restaurant in downtown Tulipas, where there were originally two men and two women, a handsome white-haired young man in a white casual suit was added.

It was Karna.

"I was just following your orders. The Ruler went to Sighishwara after hearing what I said. Although I tried to stop him, he insisted, so there was nothing I could do."

At this point, Karna shook his head somewhat helplessly, and we have to go back to this morning.

"What! You're saying that all of the Red Side's Masters have been controlled by a priest named Shiro Kotomine? This is a blatant violation of the rules of the Holy Grail War!"

Joan of Arc, who had recovered slightly, became anxious immediately after hearing Karna's words, and turned her gaze toward Sigishvara.

"That's right, that's exactly it. But as Sevent of the Red Faction, my Masters and I are definitely not going to be accepted by the Black Faction. So my Masters joined forces with the remaining Masters who were not controlled to form another faction and continue to participate in this Holy Grail War."

"Miss Ruler, this doesn't violate the rules, does it?"

Unbeknownst to Joan of Arc, Karna had already secretly mobilized his magical power. If Joan of Arc said anything unexpected, he would immediately use his God-Slaying Spear to kill her!

"this..."

After hearing Karna's words, Joan of Arc lowered her head and began to ponder the various rules of the Holy Grail War. Several minutes later, she raised her head again.

"In fact, according to the rules of the Holy Grail War, the Holy Grail War is usually a battle between seven Sevents and their Masters. This time, because all seven Sevents were on the same side, the emergency mechanism was activated and seven more were summoned."

"Logically, the scope and scale of the Holy Grail War should be minimized to the greatest extent possible to reduce its impact on the present world. Therefore, the confrontation between the two forces is actually the limit that the rules can accept."

"However, if Kotomine Shirou of the Red Team really did such a thing, it would undoubtedly be a serious violation of the rules. And it's understandable that you're banding together to protect yourselves, therefore—"

"Lance Karna, I acknowledge your status as the Purple Team in this Holy Grail War!"

After saying this, Joan of Arc pulled the holy flag that was planted in the ground up and rolled it under her arm. The message that Karna had delivered was too shocking, and her sense of responsibility as Ruler made her investigate and find out what was going on.

"In that case, I thank you for your understanding on behalf of Master. Are you heading to Sighishwara now?"

Having received the answer he wanted, Karna stopped channeling his magic and turned to walk towards Thurifas.

"However, I still hope you can think it over carefully. That is the Red Team's headquarters, and they also control many Sepvents. If you can't even deal with Rider, going there now would just be like walking into the lion's den."

Karna wasn't the talkative type, but Shen Qiu had previously mentioned that Ruler played a crucial role in the entire plan, so he added a few words to remind her.