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

The girl's name was Fiore. Normally, as the candidate for patriarch of the Yggdmirena clan, her status in the family was second only to Danic. However, now the doorway was guarded by patrolling guards.

Even in places unseen by humans, several familiar crows lurked silently.

“Teacher, you’ve seen the situation now. The clan chief has completely lost trust in us. I’m afraid that if it weren’t for the fact that both Kaures and I are still Masters, and he couldn’t find better replacements in his haste, my fate wouldn’t be much better than my uncles’, would it?”

"Instead of that, we might as well have a big fight with him from the beginning. Although Caster and Rider are still on his side, with you and Berserker there, we might have a chance to escape."

The disabled girl listened to the footsteps of the guards coming and going outside the door and couldn't help but smile bitterly. During the day, she and Danic were at loggerheads and the conflict was about to break out, but Chiron told her to temporarily back down and look for an opportunity.

However, this is the treatment they receive in return. Even going to the toilet is met with a large group of androids and puppets following them, let alone escaping from here.

Even Corles was forced to separate from her.

After hearing her words, Chiron closed the book in his hand, but his expression seemed much more relaxed than the girl's, as if he had no sense of crisis about being imprisoned.

“Master, you are right. Even in that situation, I was confident I could get you and Mr. Cowles away. But have you thought about where you would go after you escaped?”

The refined and sage smiled slightly and continued.

"Go to the Red Team? I think that's unlikely. Under these uncertain circumstances, the Red Team will definitely not accept you rashly. The most likely scenario is that they will try to eliminate you and Koles's Master qualifications, or if they are even more ruthless, they will just kill you."

"Then what about returning to the secular world? I think that's unlikely too. After all, Mr. Danic said before that he had Vlad III kill hundreds of magicians and sealers in the Clock Tower. I think they must hate you and Mr. Danic to the core, right?"

“I believe that you, Master, absolutely do not want to live that kind of life of wandering.”

Chiron understood the girl's thoughts very well. After all, she was only fifteen years old, while he had taught countless students and disciples when he was alive. Therefore, he could understand her very well.

"That's true, but what's the use of us staying here? The clan leader no longer trusts us. I'm afraid we'll stay here until the Holy Grail War ends... and then he'll kill us all."

After hearing Chiron's explanation, Fiore's expression improved slightly, but it remained somber. Everyone knew of Danic's methods; they were ruthless and merciless.

To prolong his own life, he would even take the life of a newborn baby, so what else wouldn't he do?

"Indeed. To be honest, I even have some respect for that Chief Danic. Putting aside our positions, I really have to admit that he is indeed a qualified strategist."

At this point, Chiron even adopted an admiring tone.

"After Lancer was eliminated, when his position was threatened, he decisively struck to seize control of Saber, who was currently the strongest Sevent, firmly grasped the initiative, and anticipated our reaction in advance, mobilizing other Sevents and dolls in advance."

"To make such a decision in such a short time, one can only say that he is worthy of someone who has been planning for the Holy Grail for sixty years."

"So you mean we... have absolutely no chance?"

A look of confusion appeared in Fiore's eyes. Was she now like a fish out of water, with nowhere to turn and no way to escape, left to be slaughtered at will?

"No, Master, how much fighting strength do we have left?" Chiron shook his head. The girl's attitude was too pessimistic; that wasn't what he meant.

“The patriarch’s Saber, my Archer, the Rider of Serenekee, the Caster of Roger, and... the Berserker of Caules.”

"As for Assassin, we haven't seen her yet, which means there are still five Sevent riders left."

· ·Requesting flowers· ········

Serenika accurately identified all the Black Faction's Masters and their Sepvents.

"Well, Master, we now only have five Sevent riders left, while the Reds have lost Berserker. This means that if the Reds launch a major offensive, we will be at a disadvantage of fighting outnumbered."

“Caster is unable to fight on the front lines, and Lancer, one of the top three riders, has been lost. The only ones who can fight are Saber and Rider. It’s two against six. I believe Chief Danic wouldn’t make such a foolish decision. Therefore, as long as the Red Army attacks, you and Caules will be released from your captivity.”

... .. ....

"And that day will definitely not be far away, it could even be said to be in the next day or two!"

Chiron's tone was quite resolute. Although this Holy Grail War lasted for fourteen days, it wouldn't take that long at all. Everyone longed for the cup that could grant any wish.

At the latest, on the tenth day, this Holy Grail War will definitely come to an end.

"But even if we get out, there's nothing we can do. Even if we surrender to the Red Team on the spot, we'll still be prisoners, let alone realize my dream... Wait, you mean—"

Just then, a bright light suddenly shone in the girl's eyes, and after noticing this unusual expression, Chiron also showed a rather gratified smile.

"You mean... Purple Square!"

The extremely mysterious Purple Team has been opposing them at every turn in this Holy Grail War, yet they know absolutely nothing about their enemy, but there is no doubt that the enemy possesses powerful Sept and Master.

"But why do you think the Purple Team would help us? If everyone wants the Holy Grail, even the Purple Team would definitely..."

"intuition!"

At this point, Chiron smiled somewhat embarrassedly, as he, as a strategist and great sage, rarely used such far-fetched words.

"I don't know, but meeting that Lancer made me feel that a Master with such a noble lancer couldn't be too bad in character, could he?"

And just as the two were talking, dawn broke quietly.

Chapter 294: The Final Battle - The Sky Fortress Takes Off (Please Subscribe!)

"Are you kidding me? Such a Noble Phantasm..."

Atalanta stared in disbelief at the enormous aerial fortress that rose from the ground before her. No one could have ever imagined such a structure or such a treasure!

Not only her, but also Achilles, Shakespeare and even Oda Nobunaga felt an immense shock. The Noble Phantasm based on the Hanging Gardens of Babylon, one of the Eight Wonders of the Ancient World, is definitely one of the top Noble Phantasms.

It holds an irreplaceable and unparalleled strategic significance!

"A bunch of ignorant country bumpkins."

After seeing the stunned reactions of the heroic spirits, Semiramis chuckled and uttered these words. Of course, she was qualified to say such a thing. As the monarch of the Assyrian Empire, which once spanned the two continents of Asia and Africa, she had seen countless wonderful things.

Even the "630" Sky Garden is just a drop in the ocean, not worth her even thinking about.

"Alright, that's enough with the shocking talk."

Upon seeing the vain aerial garden suspended directly above, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had made sufficient preparations beforehand, the time required to complete this Noble Phantasm still far exceeded his expectations.

The completion of this treasure also put his mind at ease.

"Everyone, ascend to the Sky Garden immediately. This tedious Holy Grail War, whose outcome was already predetermined, is no longer necessary. From this moment forward, I declare—"

When he uttered those words, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's signature smile vanished, and he maintained an absolutely serious attitude towards everything related to the Holy Grail.

His voice was powerful and incredibly infectious; even Atalanta and Achilles, who had previously disliked him, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement upon hearing it.

"Launch a full-scale attack on the Black faction, the Yggdrasilia race, and seize the Holy Grail!!!"

Inside the city of Sigishwara.

"Hmm, after watering Mr. Lorraine's flowers today, I can go home. Where should I eat after get off work? I heard there's a new restaurant in town that seems quite famous, but is my budget enough...?"

Inside the flower shop, a young girl named Jeanne was watering the flowers while pondering the important question of "where to eat tonight," and occasionally touching her little belly.

"Will I gain weight? I hope Leticia won't blame me then..."

Just as she was starting to worry about the girl's figure, alarm bells in her mind went off in an instant!

Immediately following was a powerful magical force that ordinary people could never feel, and even magicians who sensed it would be overwhelmed and forced to their knees.

Even as a Heroic Spirit and Ruler, her expression changed instantly upon sensing such powerful magic. Such a scale of magic could only be found in a Noble Phantasm!

"Clang."

At this moment, she no longer cared about her part-time job and kicked off towards the gate, not even bothering to conceal her speed as a Heroic Spirit in front of humans.

"Hey! Miss Leticia! Your bag!"

The florist was completely bewildered when he saw the blonde girl suddenly rush out, but he quickly grabbed the blue backpack from the table and ran out of the flower shop.

However, upon going outside, they discovered that the girl had vanished without a trace.

Where... is he/she?

The shop owner looked at the street, which was gradually being shrouded in night, somewhat bewildered.

"Faster, faster, faster, or it will be too late!"

Joan of Arc mobilized all her magic power and sped toward the source of the massive magic. As a Ruler, she possessed A-rank agility, yet even so, she felt the source of magic power receding further and further away from her.

Her attire has long since changed from her previous lower abdomen to bright silver armor, and she holds a beautiful banner embroidered with golden irises in her arms, making her a true saint.

Finally, after running for an unknown amount of time, and even after running several kilometers outside the city of Sighishwara, she finally saw the tail of the enormous magical source.

It was a massive, disc-shaped aerial fortress that was absolutely impossible to exist in modern times, and it was awe-inspiring just to look at!

"The Void...the Sky Garden..."

Jeanne stared blankly at the terrifying Noble Phantasm that was receding further and further away from her. As a Ruler, she knew the name, basic attributes, and Noble Phantasms of every Sevent participating in this Holy Grail War, including, of course, this vain Hanging Garden.

However, she never imagined that this Noble Phantasm would actually be used, because its activation effect was so demanding that it would be impossible to use without decades of preparation.

"Without preparing for decades in advance... it's simply impossible to use..."

Thinking of this, Jeanne suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, because the Master of Assassin was none other than the priest who had sent the Rider to attack her!

And it is this priest who is highly likely to be holding the Red Team's Masters hostage, thereby manipulating the rest of the Sevents. If it weren't for Lancer's Master, that young man from the East, trying to save her, she might have already been eliminated.

"If a Master who openly tramples on the rules of the Holy Grail War were to obtain the Holy Grail, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Thinking of this, Joan of Arc quickened her pace. Although she was already far faster than the Void Garden, she had to get there as quickly as possible.

"Red Team's Master, Kotomine Shiro... what exactly do you want to do!"

A series of ominous premonitions surged within Joan of Arc, and even several revelations appeared within minutes, but she no longer had time to seek out those revelations.

"Master, there seems to be a bug following us. What should we do?"

Inside the central control room of the Hanging Gardens, Semiramis watched with a slight smile as Joan of Arc ran rapidly on the illusory screen, her right hand seemingly preparing something.

"Didn't you already know that? Why do you need to ask me, Empress?"