FATE: Target of Grand Master

"Noble Phantasm! I will eradicate all poisons and all harmful things!"

At Xia Yan's pleading, Nightingale unleashed her third Noble Phantasm.

Cú Chulainn's complexion improved slightly, but it wouldn't be long before it turned pale again.

"Xia Yan, that's enough. There's no need for Nightingale to do anything futile. I know my spirit foundation status best; it's already a broken cup. Even if you pour more water into it now, it will all leak out."

"Cú Chulainn, you bastard, you lied to me!"

Xia Yan already understood that Cú Chulainn's condition was already abnormal when he returned from the Land of Shadows.

The swelling muscles and the rubbing of the spot where Xia Yan gently punched were all signs of his overloaded spirit core. What angered Xia Yan even more was that Cú Chulainn had tricked him into agreeing to his duel with the Mad King.

Rubbing his moist eyes, Xia Yan stubbornly refused to cry.

Crying won't solve anything. Now, he has to keep his brain working. He's willing to try anything possible. He's even thinking about whether there's a way to take the Avalon out of his body and give it to Cú Chulainn.

Just then, Morgan flew back with the Holy Grail and Medb. After briefly explaining the situation to each other, Medb knelt down beside the Mad King, whose spirit origin had mostly dissipated, under the watchful eyes of the other Servants.

The Mad King turned his eyes to look at Maeve. His vision was already very blurry, but he still recognized Maeve by instinct.

"Maeve".

"Little Ku. Great, I can see you one more time. I'm sorry I took the liberty of transforming you into my ideal of a cold-blooded king. You won't blame me, will you?"

Maeve apologized as tears streamed down her face.

"Fool, why are you crying? You are the queen, and you have a duty to protect your country. Transforming me into a king is just a means to protect the country. Compared to what you did in your previous life, you have done a pretty good job this time."

"Honestly. Ku, your mouth is still so sharp."

Maeve pouted, feigning displeasure: "But that's what I like about you."

"I wish you wouldn't be so fixated on me. You already have the Holy Grail to make wishes, yet you chose to transform me and keep me by your side. I guess I'm just not destined for good women. Oh well, it's come to this, so I won't complain. Anyway, take care..."

After uttering his last words, the Mad King's spirit core finally dissipated completely.

Maeve remained kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Morgan, is there any way to save Cú Chulainn?"

Xia Yan pinned his last hope on Morgan.

Morgan first examined Cú Chulainn's spirit origin, and then accurately described Cú Chulainn's condition.

"Cú Chulainn, I must commend you for your efforts. You went so far as to forcibly increase the size of your Spirit Origin in order to defeat the Mad King."

"Thank you so much."

Cú Chulainn forced a smile; getting the queen to say a kind word was usually harder than climbing to heaven.

"Morgan, is there any way?"

Xia Yan urged him on again.

"This is a bit difficult."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yan showed a look of surprise and delight.

The fact that things are difficult means there are still ways to solve them. As long as it's a feasible method, he will spare no effort to save Cú Chulainn.

"Cú Chulainn's problem is that his Lancer class Spirit Origin can no longer accommodate his current state. It's like making an adult male wear children's clothes; it would be strange if the clothes didn't burst."

Xia Yan immediately understood.

"Therefore, the children's clothing needs to be changed to adult male sizes, which means that Cú Chulainn needs to be given a stronger spirit origin."

"That's right. I can perform a Spirit Origin Conversion for Cú Chulainn. If it were to be converted to the Berserker class of the Berserker King, it should be able to accommodate his current state. However, there are two prerequisites for performing a Spirit Origin Conversion. First, it requires a large amount of mana, which can be solved with the Holy Grail, but in that case, you might not get any Holy Grail fragments as rewards after your trial. Second, you need to have sufficient knowledge of the new Spirit Origin after the conversion, but I don't know much about the Berserker King."

Xia Yan replied without hesitation, "The first condition is no problem; you can take the Holy Grail directly. As for the second condition..."

Xia Yan looked at Maeve not far away and immediately ran over.

"Xia Yan, don't get too close to her."

The other Servants nearby remained wary of Medb.

Xia Yan waved his hand, indicating it was alright, then walked to Maeve's side and said, "Meve, our previous war was due to differing stances, not personal grudges. Now that the war is over, I can promise to guarantee your safety, but I need you to tell us about the Mad King. This is not a condition or a demand, but a personal request. I can see your feelings for Cú Chulainn. Although the Mad King is gone, I still have one on my side. He is also a Child of Light of Ireland, qualified to be called a warrior and a hero."

Maeve wiped away her tears, intending to say something sarcastic to Xia Yan, but when she saw Xia Yan bowing to her at a ninety-degree angle, she ultimately didn't say anything.

It's no wonder he's called Xiao Kuyao; he finds genuine people wherever he goes.

"it is good."

Maeve changed her mind and decided to help Xia Yan.

"Thanks."

Xia Yan thanked Maeve again.

"Don't misunderstand, I just want to help Xiao Ku, it has nothing to do with you."

Maeve wanted to be a little more haughty, but she found that Xia Yan had already happily run off to call Morgan.

"I've heard that the Mad King's Spirit Origin is the product of your wish upon the Holy Grail. In a moment, all you need to do is describe the Mad King's Spirit Origin as you imagine it, the more detailed the better, and leave the rest to me."

After speaking, Morgan had the other Servants step back a bit, placed the Holy Grail on Cú Chulainn, and began the ritual with his wand in hand.

As he chanted Elvish incantations, the magic within the Holy Grail was slowly released and gradually merged into Cú Chulainn's body, causing his spirit origin to glow with a white light.

As the ritual progressed, Cú Chulainn's glowing form began to change; his muscles became more symmetrical, and a tail-like structure gradually appeared behind him.

The entire ceremony lasted a full half hour. As the light of Cú Chulainn's spirit origin gradually dimmed, Cú Chulainn Alter, a Berserker-class figure with an appearance identical to the Berserker King, appeared before everyone.

Slowly opening his eyes, Cú Chulainn Alter immediately realized that the feeling of his Spirit Origin being about to burst had disappeared, replaced by a sense of fullness brought by a more powerful Spirit Origin. He felt that taking on the Demon God Pillar alone was no problem at all.

"Cú Chulainn, are you feeling unwell anywhere?" Xia Yan asked with concern.

Despite the pain he had been in, Cú Chulainn genuinely felt Xia Yan's concern for him, and immediately put on his usual hearty smile: "I feel great now."

Finally relieved, Xia Yan punched Cú Chulainn in the chest again, then said in a half-commanding tone, "If you ever do something like this behind my back again, I'll find a way to summon Chen Gong and launch you like a firework!"

Although Cú Chulainn didn't know what the connection was between summoning Chen Gong and launching himself like a firework, he still flashed his bright white teeth, gave a thumbs up, and replied with an incredibly sunny smile, "Don't worry, I will never do that again."