I, Wang Ha, the Three Red Unparalleled Assassin

Qi Ya Lei, who had just finished preparing dinner, was serving the dishes when Mei Li picked up her chopsticks to take the dish she wanted to eat the most.

The old man of the mountain appeared behind her, grabbed her by the back of her collar, lifted her off the chair, and walked towards the door.

"Aaaaaah, what's wrong? I want to eat! I want to eat! I want to eat! It was just made, and I haven't even had a bite yet..."

As Mary struggled and waved her arms, her heartbroken cries grew fainter and fainter, soon disappearing into the vast night.

At this moment, Gilles de Rais, standing at the mouth of the Weiyuan River and holding a copy of the Snail City creed made of human skin, shouted out his declaration as a gift to God with a mad expression.

"Now, let us raise the banner of salvation once more!"

"Gather here, you who have been forsaken! I will guide you, I will lead you!"

"Our resentment as the oppressed will surely reach God!"

As his voice grew louder, the magical fluctuations on the Luoyan City Bible intensified, and countless sea demons surged around him.

"O supreme Lord, I will praise you with condemnation!"

"Arrogant god, cruel god, we will drag you down from your throne!!"

Chapter Thirty: The Forbidden Feast

Unlike Merry and the Old Man of the Mountain, who had just left home to rush to the scene, Artoria and Irisviel witnessed Gilles de Rais performing his grand magic trick.

The two of them originally planned to try and take care of Lancer tonight, but they didn't expect to run into Gilles de Rais, this crazy Servant, on the way.

Artoria shielded Irisviel behind her, watching nervously as the ominous grimoire in Gilles de Rais's hand emitted a pale purple light.

The evil aura emanating from the book made the holy king frown, wishing he could immediately draw his sword and cut it in two.

But Gilles de Rais clearly wouldn't give her any chance.

As a marshal who once commanded an army in the Hundred Years' War between England and France, he may have been a bit eccentric, but his mind was not damaged at all.

Countless small sea monsters formed a barrier in front of both sides, and Gilles de Rais didn't waste any time by stalling for time, directly activating the great magic spell from the grimoire in his hand.

An abundance of magical power erupted from the Snail Annihilation City Bible, its magical power even rivaling that of an A-grade magic furnace.

As Gilles de Rais chanted, the sea monster's tentacles wrapped around his tall but hunched body, as if to devour him.

"Caster is being gradually absorbed? That's right, it seems like something is about to emerge!"

Irisviel stared wide-eyed at the bizarre scene before her and gasped in surprise.

"Alice, step back!"

Artoria shouted sharply, a flash of white light appeared around her, and she instantly used magic to create armor and drew her Excalibur.

A huge black shadow broke through the seabed, revealing its grotesque and terrifying body. Against the backdrop of the night, it looked like an alien monster that had descended upon Earth.

Countless tentacles, enough to terrify magical girls, lashed out at the sea, creating waves several meters high and producing a deafening, muffled roar.

In just a few seconds, the giant sea monster's body had already surpassed the height of the Fuyuki Bridge, resembling a massive mountain of flesh piled up on the sea surface, estimated to be at least a hundred meters tall.

With such a massive size, it would be extremely difficult not only to conceal the Holy Grail War from the general public, but also to suppress the event altogether.

After witnessing the battle between the Servants in this Holy Grail War last night, Gilles de Rais knew that he had absolutely no chance of winning in terms of individual strength alone.

Although the Holy Grail had granted his wish, allowing him to meet the saintly maiden 'Joan of Arc' he had always dreamed of, it also brought him despair.

Because Joan of Arc no longer recognized him, had no memory of him at all, and even kept insisting that she was a different person.

This drove Gilles de Rais to madness, and he resolutely decided to use his most powerful Noble Phantasm to completely destroy the entire Fuyuki City.

The goal is to end the Holy Grail War in one night, become the victor, and welcome back the Saintess.

"This is the feast of depravity and death that I offer to God! Begin, the mad feast of us forsaken!"

"Ah, my poor Saint Maiden!"

"With this power, I, Gilles de Rais, will surely lift the Holy Grail! I will surely restore the Saint Maiden's memories!"

The sea monster, which had just been summoned by Giles de Rais, stretched its body freely, letting out a high-pitched howl from its mouth full of sharp teeth, as if excited about its arrival.

"Waaaaah!"

Residents living near the sea were all affected by the sudden noise. The sound waves shattered the glass windows, and men, women, and children all covered their ears and squatted on the ground in pain.

People came out of their homes in twos and threes, wanting to see what had happened.

Then, countless world-destroying monsters, which had been depicted in novels, movies, or TV series, appeared before them.

There was no need to even search for it; the hideous monster stood openly in the sea without any attempt to conceal itself.

When Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was discussing matters with Risei Kotomine, learned of this, the two, who had been colluding since before the Holy Grail War even began, exchanged a glance.

They both gleaned the same message from each other's eyes: things had gone terribly wrong.

The two quickly got up; one rushed off to arrange for the suppression of the incident's impact and its spread, while the other ran towards the Hero King's residence.

Iskandar drove his chariot across the sky like a meteor, arriving at the seashore with a deafening roar. He gazed at the sea monster, which had not yet made any unusual moves, his expression unusually serious.

Webber's face turned pale. After comparing the size difference between himself and the sea monster, he couldn't think of any way to eliminate it.

Ordinary magic is definitely not enough, and as for the Noble Phantasms of Servants, Iskandar certainly doesn't possess the kind of super-powerful attack that can destroy a city in one blow.

"Kid, it looks like we need to find some short-term allies. This big thing looks really bad."

Iskandar said this and once again spurred his chariot toward the nearest Servant he could sense.

Meanwhile, Gilgamesh, who was enjoying his red wine, was thoroughly annoyed by Tokiomi Tohsaka's constant advice.

In order to get some peace and quiet, Gilgamesh reluctantly agreed to Tokiomi Tohsaka's suggestion to go to the beach to check on the situation.

Tokiomi Tohsaka breathed a sigh of relief after successfully persuading Gilgamesh, but he didn't notice the chilling killing intent that flashed in Gilgamesh's crimson snake eyes.

The King of Heroes was clearly growing impatient with his Master, who outwardly submitted but inwardly made all the decisions himself.

However, he certainly wouldn't kill Tokiomi Tohsaka himself; such a lowly, bastard-like person wasn't worth the king's punishment.

After receiving Irisviel's report, Kiritsugu Emiya did not head to the scene. Instead, he drove off in the exact opposite direction at breakneck speed.

That's the direction of the Matou family's residence; this is common knowledge known to every participant in the Holy Grail War.

When they were about a kilometer away from the Matou residence, Kiritsugu Emiya stopped the car, picked up his weapon, and carefully crept toward his target.

Three or four minutes later, Kiritsugu Emiya reached the base of the Matou family's wall, but he did not immediately begin to execute the plan that had suddenly flashed into his mind.

He sat quietly in the dark corner, concealing his presence, and didn't even smoke a cigarette.

Kiritsugu Emiya was waiting, waiting for Irisviel to deliver news that the Old Man of the Mountain had appeared at the Mien River and joined the battle, and that he was very fortunate not to have brought his Master with him.

In that case, he would immediately use a bomb to break through the Matou family's magical defense barrier, rush in, and kill Matou Sakura, who is their Master.

The goal is to first eliminate the Servant who currently appears to be the strongest in this Holy Grail War, and then slowly deal with the others.

"Just as Lord Mountain Elder predicted, someone has actually come to take advantage of the chaos and come knocking on our door."

Inside, Sebastian straightened his white gloves and butler's uniform, then walked towards the Matou residence's courtyard, giving instructions as he did so:

"Qia Lei, please take good care of Miss Matou. I'll go outside and greet this uninvited guest."

Chapter Thirty-One: He Infiltrated

Just as Artoria was on high alert against the lurking sea monster, a sudden rumble of thunder rang out, followed by the triumphant voice of Iskandar, the Conqueror.

"Yo, King Arthur. I didn't expect you to be the first one to arrive here. I originally thought that as the Rider, I would be the fastest."

Artoria turned to look at Iskandar, who was standing on the chariot and waving to her, and politely nodded before offering her explanation.

“We were actually lured here by Caster. We originally wanted to get rid of that evil heretic as soon as possible, but in the end he still succeeded.”

"Oh? So it really is Caster from this year's competition? That makes sense, otherwise I really can't imagine which guy would cause such a big commotion."

Iskandar stroked his chin and looked up at the colossal sea monster, which was as tall as a small mountain, confirming his decision once again.

"King Arthur, how about we call a truce tonight? With such a big guy causing trouble, we probably won't be able to fight freely."

Artoria didn't make a decision on her own, but instead looked at Irisviel beside her with a questioning gaze.

Only after receiving Irisviel's permission did Artoria readily agree to Iskandar's proposal.

“Then let us form an alliance for now until this evil thing is destroyed. I swear by the honor of a knight that I will fight alongside you to the very end.”

"Haha, no need to be so formal."

Iskandar laughed and waved his hand, then regained his composure.

"I have been looking for people everywhere, but I have only found Lancer who is on his way. I have not encountered anyone else."

"Is that so? But with the strength of the few of us, we should be able to deal with this demon."

Artoria exuded a cool and compelling magical aura, her holy blue eyes filled with seriousness.

"So, what exactly is this thing?"

Weber turned his gaze away from the sea monster and looked at Irisviel instead.

"Master of Einzbern, Saber told me that you fought against Caster before, right? Is there any information you can share?"

"Yes, Caster's magic should all be of the summoning type. In the past, he summoned some small sea monsters, but they had extremely tenacious vitality and recovered from injuries very quickly."

After roughly organizing the information in her mind, Irisviel described it in extremely concise and clear language.

"And this one should be no different now, but it should still be able to maintain its limit by being supplied with magic by Caster. It would be bad if it started to forage for food on its own after it came ashore."

"I see. That means we have to completely eliminate it before that happens."

After listening to Irisviel's explanation, Iskandar immediately made a strategic judgment, but he had not yet figured out how to achieve this goal.

"However, Caster is currently hiding in that huge pile of meat, and we can't attack him directly. What should we do?"

"Sorry I'm a little late. But I do have a suggestion regarding what you were just talking about."

Diarmuid, having transitioned from spirit form to physical form, slowly walked over, raising his crimson spear.

"If you guys can briefly tear open that sea monster and make it possible to see Caster or his Noble Phantasm, I think with this 'Red Rose of Exorcism' we can definitely annihilate it in one fell swoop."

"Oh? Lancer, are you sure you can do it?" Artoria asked Diarmuid for confirmation.

"Anything that can be seen is definitely fine. You should have already seen my javelin."

Diarmuid revealed a confident and composed smile. After all, he was a renowned warrior with all his basic martial arts skills maxed out.