Ironclad Group Chat: Red and Black Lists Engraved with Heroic Epics

[Qingque: Huh? It really is. This lineup isn't much different from the one used against the God of War on Sunday.]

[Fireworks: Hehehe, how's that, little lone wolf? Happy? Surprised? To put it in a slightly vague way, this is practically equivalent to "conquering a star god"—rounding it up, you've practically forged your own destiny!]

[Star: Your model is so blurry.]

[Scott: Would you want this kind of treatment?]

On the screen, Scott's face darkened, and he stomped his foot, roaring, "—It's us. Is this company called 'Hidden Worry'?"

"Don't I know everyone here has a grudge against me?"

Old Emperor, with his legs crossed, said earnestly, "A little personal experience: not everyone is your enemy, son. You must learn to distinguish between conflicts of interest and personal grudges."

"The core difference between the two is that in the former there's room for discussion, while in the latter there's nothing to discuss. So, if I were you..."

Scott understood immediately and smiled broadly: "...we'll prioritize dealing with [personal grudges]."

"Hmph, thank you, Mr. Audi, I have benefited greatly."

Greedy was overjoyed, his voice booming with excitement: "What a clever story twist! Characters who have crossed paths in the past are destined to settle their differences on the stage of the Holy Grail War."

"Hmph!" Scott proudly raised his head. "Fortunately, I drew your lucky lot, A↗ssa↘ssin! With your Noble Phantasm, we should be able to gain the upper hand..."

Greedy nodded slightly, but his expression turned serious: "To gain the upper hand, simply knowing what the other side is going to do isn't enough. It's like having a script but not putting it into film. I must remind you, Master, that nameless stranger you hate the most is currently performing a ritual to summon a Servant..."

Upon hearing the name "Star," Scott gritted his teeth: "Heh heh, Nameless Guest, I have to deal with you first, lest things get complicated."

[Star: Huh? Not only are you not planning to run away, but you're actually going to walk towards me? Hahaha, Scott, I'll probably remember you for the rest of my life.]

[March 7th: I knew it, Scott was definitely going to pull this stunt.]

[Saifei: That's not right. Logically, shouldn't it be March 7th who brought the ultimate humiliation to Scott? Why does the hatred seem to have automatically shifted to Grey?]

[Fireworks: Hehe, what can we do? Our values ​​are different from Lone Wolf's. He personally praised March 7th for being despicable, shameless, and unscrupulous. We're practically on the same page.]

[March 7th: Let's not talk about this anymore. I've never suffered such a great injustice in my life.]

The scene suddenly changed.

Under the high-definition live broadcast cameras of the television station, in front of the stage where a red magic circle was lit, Xing stood with his hands on his hips, eager to try.

The host announced in a passionate broadcasting voice: "Next comes the most exciting moment! The Star General will step into the summoning circle, chant the incantation, and summon one of the greatest souls in Pinocchio's history!"

"Which Pinocchio historical figure will be summoned? Will it be Gracks, the architect of dreams? Or the original hound? Let's wait and see!"

Xing nodded: "The atmosphere has been built up enough, let's go to the summoning circle and begin the ceremony."

Without a word, she strode confidently into the formation.

[Star: Oh, Mikhail-senpai, lend me a hand!]

[Scott: No, please no! They're no longer dead, shouldn't history be rewritten?!]

[March 7th: Do you think it's really possible to summon three nameless strangers, or even a super local hero of Hanunu's caliber?]

[Fireworks: I don't know, but if it's true, it'll definitely be a lot of fun. Game balance will be a complete joke!]

[Silver Wolf: Gacha pulls, huh? That's the most exciting thing ever... and upgrading artifacts too.]

The people, each with their own ulterior motives, stared at the light screen with wicked smiles.

Some were delighted, some cursed the star for summoning a useless creature, and others hoped a giant from a trash can would emerge. Even more extreme, some were chanting names like Aha, Akivili, or even the Last King, their various thoughts of enjoying the spectacle far beyond their own.

Besides these, there are also heartfelt expectations.

[Mikhail: Ternan, Lazarina... Will we ever have a chance to say goodbye properly?]

……

Xing stood on the magic circle and took a deep breath: "Hmm... let's begin."

At the same time, all the contestants' summoning rituals were carried out almost simultaneously. They prayed to the Holy Grail and recited esoteric incantations at the same time.

The robin pressed one hand to his chest, closed his eyes, and silently recited: "Your body is under my command; my destiny is tied to your sword."

Pam held up her round hands: "Coming from the train whistle, with the fragrant, crispy Pam Pie!"

Potio declared eloquently: "I did not come to bring forth all good in the world, but I am destined to die to destroy all evil in the world."

Sandstone prayed sincerely: "Seven souls flowing from the heart of the King of Amber Stone..."

Xing spread her arms wide, calling out to her companions, "Appear across the Wheel of Balance, Guardian of Libra!"

Under the light curtain, the entire Milky Way was teeming with people.

Many were prepared, even if the beams of light from the magic circle were enough to temporarily blind them, they would stare intently at the silhouette of the summoned person. They held their breath, as if they had played some kind of insane game, with the same intensity as someone who had spent 80 draws without getting a gold card and was staring at the pool until their eyes were bloodshot.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

"derrrrrr~~~"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, nothing happened!

"Caw caw caw..." A crow flew overhead, seemingly embarrassed on Xing's behalf.

Xing waited for a while, then scratched his head in confusion.

After a long pause, the host finally asked, somewhat awkwardly, "...So, where's the Servant?"

I don't know... Xing looked around with a pitiful expression.

There was no light pollution, no exciting music, no souls descending from the sky, only awkward silence.

She finally realized: "What about me???"

[Red A: Ah... can someone actually make the same mistake?]

[Rin Tohsaka: Don't say that! Don't say that!]

"Hehehehehahahahahahaha (shaking voice)~!" A highly recognizable laugh rang out, and even the background music became quirky.

Scott, accompanied by a team of company security guards, came up behind her, overjoyed: "I really want to record this embarrassing moment of yours forever, and pass it down as a family heirloom for generations to come."

Seeing her like this is so satisfying!