Fate's Choice: Livestream at the Start Summoning Billions of Ravens

The Ninth Bureau Command Center, in the conference room.

An intelligence analyst was giving a presentation in front of a large screen.

"Report: According to the highest priority intelligence we just intercepted, the Japanese government has confirmed the establishment of the 'Holy Grail War Countermeasures Headquarters'."

"Their actions were extremely efficient. Less than an hour after the incident, they secretly took control of the two founders of Type-Moon, Kinoko Nasu and Takashi Takeuchi."

These words made everyone in the meeting room feel a sense of unease.

The authorities intervened.

This indirectly confirms that the so-called "Saber Li Bai", "Berserker Shuten-dōji", and that absurd "Holy Grail War" are very likely to be true.

Immediately afterwards, a gray-haired physicist stepped forward and pulled up another data model.

"As you can see, this is our preliminary energy output estimate based on publicly available footage from the 'Broken River' incident in Shanghai and the 'Demon Hand' incident in Tokyo."

"The conclusion is that the level of energy demonstrated in these two incidents far exceeds any of the capabilities previously displayed by Target A-001, namely Advisor Jiang Ming."

"Conservatively speaking, it's at least two orders of magnitude higher."

Two orders of magnitude.

This word struck everyone's heart, leaving them feeling suffocated.

If Jiang Ming's "First Snow in Yuzhang" was a change of rules, then these two newly emerging anomalies are pure, crushing violence.

"Tell me, what's the situation now, and what should we do?"

Chen Jianguo asked in a deep voice.

The meeting room fell silent.

No one dared to speak.

Those present here are China's top elites; they are capable of solving the most complex engineering problems and formulating the most meticulous strategic plans.

But what they were seeing was completely beyond their comprehension.

Immortals fight, mortals suffer.

The current situation is that the gods have truly descended into the fray, while these mortals don't even have the right to watch.

Any advice, in the face of such absolute power, could be wildly wrong, or even have disastrous consequences.

I don't know how much time passed.

All eyes, whether intentionally or unintentionally, were drawn to the corner of the conference table.

There, Jiang Ming's mirror image 1 was idly twirling the pen in its hand.

He is the only person here who has actually come into contact with the "extraordinary".

"Click".

Mirror Number 1 stopped spinning its pen, the crisp sound particularly clear in the silent conference room.

He looked around at the faces filled with anxiety, confusion, and anticipation.

"Since no one else is saying anything, I'll say a few words."

"The situation is now very clear."

"Something called the 'Holy Grail' led to the emergence of two extraordinary individuals, one in Shanghai and one in Tokyo. According to that red-haired devil, there should be five more in the future."

"In short, let's set aside whether that 'Holy Grail' can really grant any wish."

"It absolutely must not fall into the hands of other countries, or some madman we can't control."

"Just in case, I mean just in case."

Mirror 1's gaze swept across the entire area.

"What if someone made a wish upon it, that all the world's nuclear missiles would be launched immediately, or that some theoretical supervirus would spread globally?"

These words caused an uproar in the room.

The generals present turned ashen-faced instantly, and cold sweat broke out on their backs.

The experts and scholars also stopped their pointless arguments, their eyes revealing fear.

Mirror 1 shrugged, a playful smile on its face.

"So the question isn't 'whether or not to participate'."

"It's not that we have to participate."

"The most crucial thing now is to find our Chinese 'Saber' Li Bai, and the chosen 'Master' behind him."

Chen Jianguo stared at Jiang Ming's mirror image 1 with a complicated expression.

He remained silent for a full ten seconds.

In those ten seconds, countless emotions flashed across his aged face.

Ultimately, all emotions coalesced into a resolute determination.

Chen Jianguo made a decision.

"you're right."

"From this moment forward, the Ninth Bureau's top objective is to find Saber and his Master at all costs!"

After speaking, Chen Jianguo's gaze was fixed on Mirror 1's face.

"Consultant Jiang Ming."

Chen Jianguo's voice carried an unprecedented solemnity.

"Since you understand the extraordinary best, then, on behalf of the Ninth Bureau, I formally request that you represent our nation, China, in this Holy Grail War!"

The moment those words were spoken, the air in the entire conference room seemed to freeze.

All eyes were once again focused on Mirror 1.

The tense atmosphere transformed into a strong sense of anticipation.

Yes, we have a superhuman right here too!

However, faced with Chen Jianguo's request, which was almost like entrusting his orphan to someone else, he was taken aback.

Mirror 1 seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world, and simply spread its hands and leaned back in its chair.

"Director Chen, stop joking."

He curled his lip, looking disgusted.

"You want me to fight monsters that can split a river in two with a single sword strike and level the ground with a single move?"

"I couldn't hold on for even a second if I went up there."

"I can use ravens to gather intelligence, or to grow plants to change the terrain and do some demolition."

"fighting?"

Mirror 1 shook its head.

"I am no match for them; we are simply not on the same page."

Chen Jianguo stared into Mirror 1's eyes.

I tried to find a trace of hidden emotion in those seemingly nonchalant eyes.

But he failed.

He realized that Jiang Ming was telling the truth.

Their only hope was to find a Servant who could rival the Servants—Saber Li Bai.

……

at the same time.

Tokyo, the land of cherry blossoms.

The Prime Minister's official residence is 100 meters underground.

The light in the secret meeting room, which had no windows, was stark and blinding.

Kinoko Nasu and Takashi Takeuchi sat side by side, their bodies stiff and their faces pale.

Behind the long table opposite them sat a row of serious-looking officials and military generals.

The leader was a middle-aged man with glasses and a cold demeanor.

The middle-aged man looked at the two trembling creators in front of him, adjusted his glasses, and spoke in a steady voice.

"Gentlemen, it's a pleasure to meet you. I am Masao Sakamoto, the head of the Special 'Holy Grail War Countermeasures Headquarters' of the Cabinet Intelligence and Research Office."

Masao Sakamoto didn't waste any unnecessary words.

He made a gesture, and two high-definition videos immediately began playing on the main screen behind him.

One scene depicts a white-robed swordsman cleaving the Huangpu River in two with a single sword strike.

Another scene depicts the red-haired demon king burning down the Yasukuni Shrine.

The extreme destructive power, conveyed through high-definition visuals, assaulted the already fragile nerves of Kinoko Nasu and Takashi Takeuchi.

The video has finished playing.

Masao Sakamoto pushed a printed document in front of the two of them.

The document cover was stamped with a bright red "Top Secret" seal.

The title is: "Fate/stay night" World Setting Collection (Unpublished Version).

Kinoko Nasu's pupils contracted abruptly after just one glance.

He recognized it as his discarded manuscript from many years ago, which contained a wealth of detailed settings about the "Holy Grail," "Servants," and "Classes" that had never been made public before.

It was his initial and most complete concept.

Masao Sakamoto tapped the document lightly with his fingers.

"Mr. Nasu, now I need you to explain all the rules of the Holy Grail War immediately."

Masao Sakamoto leaned forward slightly, his eyes behind his glasses flashing with a dangerous signal.

"Especially regarding the 'Master' and the 'Command Spell'."

"No...no, it's just..."

Kinoko Nasu's lips trembled as he tried to explain that it was really just his own fantasy.

That's enough.

Masao Sakamoto coldly interrupted him.

An officer sitting next to Masao Sakamoto expressionlessly drew a pistol from his waist and gently placed it on the conference table.

The metal struck the tabletop with a soft "click".

The sound wasn't loud, but it sent a shiver down Nasu Kinoko's spine.

The immense mental pressure completely broke down Nasu Kinoko's psychological defenses.

He abandoned all defenses and began to explain, as if reciting a memorized text, the fictional and cruel rules of war he had written.

"The Holy Grail... the Holy Grail will select seven suitable magicians, who will become Masters..."

"The Master summons an ancient Heroic Spirit known as a 'Servant' through a ritual..."

"Seven groups of Masters and Servants fight each other on designated land until only one group remains..."

"The ultimate victor will receive the Holy Grail, granting any wish..."

...

After hearing Nasu Kinoko's explanation, the atmosphere in the meeting room became even more oppressive.

Sakamoto Masao turned to him again and asked a question that made Nasu Kinoko feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

His voice was soft, yet carried an undeniable authority.

"Based on your settings."

Masao Sakamoto stared intently into Kinoko Nasu's eyes.

"Where are Saber and Berserker's Masters now?"