FATE: Target of Grand Master

The day after defeating Lanlu-kun and Vlad III arrived.

"The results of the second round of qualifying have been confirmed. Masters who have advanced to the third round, please proceed to the lobby on the first floor to draw your opponent."

The AI's notification sound still reached Xia Yan's ears clearly and loudly through the outer wall of the lounge at 8:00 AM sharp.

"Let's go."

Practice makes perfect, and Xia Yan and Nero had already finished breakfast early, just in case they encountered their master and servant again who might try to cause them trouble.

After so many trials, Xia Yan had gotten used to the fact that BB often targeted him.

Anyway, whether Morgan is around or not, he'll still be targeted. Xia Yan believes he can now calmly face any opponent.

Pull the lever on the BB slot machine, and the screen starts scrolling, then gradually stops.

When Xia Yan saw the figures on the screen, his self-perceived composure crumbled instantly, and all he could think about was endless greetings to BB.

Seeing Xia Yan frown and remain silent, Nero stood on tiptoe to look at the BB slot machine screen, which displayed a strangely dressed green-haired man.

Wearing a yellow jacket, black trousers, and a straw hat, his attire had a strange, neither-here-nor-there feel. He had several scars on his face, suggesting a legendary past, but these weren't the strangest things about him. Around his neck hung Buddhist beads and a cross, and at his waist was a six-pointed star accessory, making him a veritable religious hodgepodge.

Just as Xia Yan seemed to realize what was happening and was about to grab Nero's hand and run, a rough voice came from behind him.

"Are you my next opponent?"

The man in the BB slot machine screen was standing in the hall. The man was 190 centimeters tall, so Nero had to tilt his head up at a high angle to see his face.

The man's eyes were filled with determination, and his whole body exuded a metallic, rugged charm.

Beside the man stood an extremely beautiful woman.

She has short blonde hair, wears a modern white turtleneck top and a purple long skirt, and her heterochromatic eyes, one red and one purple, add to her captivating allure.

Unfortunately, the woman remained expressionless, and her bright red fingernails were excessively long, making her seem like a fairy who had fallen into evil ways.

Seeing that Xia Yan did not answer his question, the man looked Xia Yan up and down and couldn't help but rub his chin.

"You have received professional training, but your resolve is not strong enough. I ask you, what is your purpose in participating in this Holy Grail War?"

"Hey, who are you? Do we know you? Why should we answer your questions?"

Nero was very unhappy that men would criticize his musicians as soon as they opened their mouths.

The man wasn't angry. Instead, he said with great emotion, "My name is Woto Monji. I am a super seeker who has thoroughly studied all theology and understands all religions. I am participating in this Holy Grail War with the highest ideals and mission. If you don't share the same beliefs, no, I should say that you can't possibly share the same beliefs, so you'd better make way for me."

Xia Yan's gaze hadn't left the blonde woman since the beginning of the session.

This was not because Xia Yan was captivated by the other party's beauty, but because Xia Yan was more wary of his servant, Arcueid Brunstad, whom he called a "god," than of his master, Wotomonji.

That's right, it's the princess. However, due to the effects of Berserk mode and the Master's misunderstanding of her, all her stats have declined significantly. She has also lost her overpowered abilities such as verbal communication and "Imagination Manifestation," and her Mystic Eyes level has been greatly reduced.

Even so, this is still Arcueid!

When Xia Yan saw Wo Teng Menji, countless alpacas galloped through his mind.

Oh well, I'm used to it.

After letting out a deep sigh, Xia Yan said to Wo Tengmenji, "My name is Xia Yan. I need to correct something you just said. There is no distinction between high and low beliefs. Whether you want to spread your faith in your god to the whole world or want to save all mankind, it is no different from my belief that I don't want to die, because our goals both need to be achieved by defeating each other."

Wo Tengmenji hadn't expected Xia Yan's counterattack to be so sharp. He was slightly taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Hahahaha. Interesting! Your name is Xia Yan, right? Hmm. I need to revise my previous statement. Although my resolve isn't firm enough, my mind is quite sharp. That's right, I will spread the faith of my god across the land. This is my mission as the sole representative of the god! If you choose to convert now and surrender voluntarily in tomorrow's arena, I will grant you the supreme honor of having my god personally take your life, and after your death, I will chant sutras to guide your soul to the Western Paradise, allowing you to become the sole representative of my god in the Western Paradise."

Neuropathy!

If someone told you about what Motoshi had just said on the street in your daily life, you would definitely give them the above three words as your evaluation.

However, since Motoshi was a god-like figure who encountered Arcueid on the summit of the Himalayas and successfully brought him into the original Mooncell after studying all religions and concluding that they contradicted each other and needed to be unified and integrated, the simple word "crazy" is not enough to describe him.

Even the demonic bodhisattva Sesshouin Kiara, after engaging in Zen meditation with him, said that this person was too terrible and completely wouldn't listen to her thoughts, so she fled in panic. Wato Moji can be described as a "super psychopath," or rather, "berserker" or "fanatic" would be more appropriate descriptions.

"I regret to decline."

Xia Yan had no interest in arguing with someone he couldn't communicate with at all, so he turned around and left with Nero.

Wo Tengmenji didn't stop him, but instead called out to Xia Yan as he left, "If you change your mind, you can come find me anytime."

Ignoring the other person's words, Xia Yan grabbed Nero's hand and returned to his lounge as quickly as possible.

After entering the lounge, Xia Yan let out a long breath, while Nero noticed that Xia Yan's back was already soaked with sweat.

She asked, somewhat puzzled, "Player, why are you so nervous? Even when facing heroes like Li Shuwen and Vlad III, you never showed this kind of nervousness."

Xia Yan unscrewed a bottle of water, gulped down several mouthfuls, and then slowly introduced the Servant of Wo Teng Moji—Arquette.

"The true ancestor."

After listening to Xia Yan's general introduction, Nero fell into deep thought, and even the ahoge on her head drooped a little, but she quickly regained her composure.

"Player, although my understanding of the True Ancestors is not deep enough, as you just said, the 'Arquette' here has been misinterpreted and its power has been greatly reduced, which means that we are not without a chance."

"Um."

Although Xia Yan responded, his furrowed brows betrayed his lack of attention.

Nero grabbed Xia Yan's face with both hands, forcibly turning it towards himself. Then, he brought his face close to Xia Yan's and said at an extremely close distance, "Player, I sense that you don't seem to have much confidence in my abilities."