The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

But these are all irrelevant. This temple is also a spiritual place, so there are also summoned servants without masters.

He is a Servant with short blue hair, wearing a tight suit, and holding a red spear. He is a very familiar guy.

Chapter 17: Scattering

That figure was a very familiar person, the Irish Son of Light, the Celtic hero Cu Chulainn.

Cu Chulainn was the masterless servant summoned by this sacred land. Right now, he looked bored, holding the red spear in one hand and walking slowly in the temple courtyard with his hands on his waist.

"Here comes a troublesome guy."

Mansu, who made no secret of his presence, was naturally noticed by Cuchulainn who was walking there.

The powerful aura made Cu Chulainn narrow his eyes subconsciously, and he held the red spear on his shoulder with one hand horizontally in front of him.

"Hey, is this the stance of a warrior? Are you ready for battle, Cuchulain? But you cannot win this battle."

Seeing that the face was not unfamiliar, Manshu was still interested in saying hello.

He already knew the situation here, and the Celtic servant who appeared here was the answer given by the guidance.

Although this answer was not what Manjusri had requested when he prayed, the god who gave the answer did show mercy and chose to give the right path rather than the right answer.

This great hero in the Celtic story is a warrior who obeys his beliefs, loves fighting, and fights like a beast.

However, before arriving, Manshu had already obtained the answer. Under the guidance of the sun, the confusion had been resolved and the closed solar eclipse no longer existed.

Although it may come back at any time, as long as we keep moving forward, this problem will no longer exist.

Since this is the final test imposed by Tezcatlipoca, there is no room for retreat or cowardice. All we should and can be are warriors who move forward.

Whether you plan to survive or win, this is something that only warriors, and victorious warriors, can enjoy.

The dead warriors will return to that warm embrace, but those who are not warriors will not even have the so-called ending.

"Huh, you actually recognized me? But if that's the case, how dare you joke around like that? If you recognize this red spear, you should know that the fate of victory is on my side."

Cu Chulainn held the gun in both hands, turned sideways and made a fighting stance, then raised the tip of the gun upwards to provoke Mansu.

"If you don't want to die, get out of here immediately!"

Cu Chulainn let out a loud roar, and the fighting spirit surging in him was even close to materializing, with a feeling of oppression brought by magic.

"You have been here for a long time, and are you still doing your job as a guard dog? Such barking is indeed in keeping with your job. But look at this place again, Cuchulainn, and I will come and crush you and this place together."

Manshu was in a pretty good mood. Although he had felt a little distressed just now, it had all disappeared.

There is no need to show any mercy to Cu Chulainn. There is no need to leave such things in a battle with warriors. All that should be left is victory in blood and the pain of death.

"We praise the light and aura of Bahram created by Ahura. We praise the light and aura of Bahram created by Mazda with the offering of Zul.

We praise Bahram, created by Ahura, with the original rituals of Ahura, with the branches of humu and balsam mixed with milk, with the words of wisdom and revelation, with the offerings of zuhr, with good deeds and sincere words.

Manjusri once again sang loudly the Yasht in praise of Bahram. Before that, he had specially taken branches of the strange willow and made them into the tools for the ceremony.

Facing the warrior in front wielding the red spear, he should naturally draw the sword at his waist and fight him head-on, so Mansu praised Bahram loudly, allowing the strength in his body to increase exponentially.

"You know me but you are praising pagan gods? I don't remember anyone like you. But it's interesting. Come on."

Cu Chulainn's sharp eyes swept over Manshu, and at the same time as he spoke, the gun in his hand swung out like lightning.

The gun slithered out from below like a snake, and attacked Manshu with a strange and swift posture, aiming directly at the throat where a fatal blow could be made.

"Come and taste the cursed red spear."8

Cu Chulainn's voice followed the spear, and when the spear moved strangely across the blade of Mansu's sword, brushing against the sword, the sound reached Mansu's ears.

"Excellent skills. If I had never seen you before, I'm afraid this surprise attack would leave wounds on me, cut my skin, and penetrate my internal organs."4

Manshu seemed to have anticipated Cuchulain's plan, and he turned his sword upwards, directly pressing down the tip of the attacking red spear, making this sudden attack fail.

This attack was indeed difficult to guard against. Even if both sides were prepared for the battle and had some expectations in mind, they would still be caught by the lightning-fast and cunning Zhu Qiang.

However, this was not the first time that Manshu had fought with the man in front of him. At least he had some understanding of the spearmanship that he inherited from Scathach, and this memory could not be taken away even if his abilities and skills were changed.

"It seems that what you said is true, but if I fought a hero as powerful as you, I shouldn't have no memory of it. So it was in a ceremony similar to this? It's a pity that I don't have any memory of it."5

Seeing that his attack failed, Cu Chulainn immediately retreated, brandishing the red spear in his hand in a defensive posture, and spoke thoughtfully from a distance of ten meters.

"Perhaps it is a good thing that you don't have those memories, Cuchulain, lest you become so desperate that you dare not continue to hold the red spear in your hand here."

Manshu did not stay where he was, but took the initiative to launch an attack.

With the power given by Bahram, Manshu's attributes were improved in all aspects, and his figure was like a strong wind.

When the sword in his hand slashed in front of Cu Chulainn, the bricks and stones in the temple courtyard suddenly cracked and were shattered by the strong wind.

But this was still within the range that Cu Chulainn could react to. He exerted his beast-like ability, and the red spear captured Mansu's movements in an instant and went straight towards Mansu.

He knew that the situation before him was unavoidable, and that only by attacking instead of defending could he seize the opportunity to survive and find opportunities.

The red spear and the sword made a loud bang in the air, and the red spear was hit directly to the ground by the chopped sword, making ripple marks on the ground.

"I miscalculated..."

Cu Chulin had not expected that his opponent would have such tremendous strength. He quickly adjusted his pace and retreated with his spear.

Manshu did not give him a chance to retreat. The sword chased after him like lightning, leaving only the sound of whimpering wind.

Cu Chulainn thrust the spear in his hand backwards, shifted his position to avoid Mansu's pursuit, and the sword wind that cut through the air directly cut the gate behind him in half.

"Chance."

Mansu's attack missed, but Cu Chulainn would not miss the chance to counterattack. He was about to thrust the red spear forward again, piercing through the sword and aiming directly at Mansu's throat and heart.

"No chance."

But this is not a turn-based game. When the opponent's attack fails, it is his turn. Manshu does not retreat but advances, slashing back with the sword in his hand.

As the distance between them shortened, Cu Chulainn found it even more difficult to use the spear in his hand, so he had to use the spear body to swing and block Mansu's attack.

However, due to the huge disparity in strength between the two, this obstruction caused Cu Chulainn's arm to hurt so much that his hand was nearly torn apart, causing the spear to slip out of his hand.

"The door you were guarding was destroyed. But it doesn't matter. You will be destroyed just like the door anyway, so you don't have to worry about losing your job."

Manshu said with a smile on his face, he didn't seem to be under much pressure in this confrontation.

Since he sought Bahram's power, he naturally shouldn't and didn't need to worry about the situation in the battle.

He just needs to trust in his power and God. What he pays for is his power and the sharpness of the knife.

How to knock down the opponent in front, to disintegrate his attack, to kill the opponent, is another role of Bahram's power.

Bahram's glory is so brilliant, his victory is invincible, he is the one given by Ahura, the victor.

Because Cu Chulainn was a masterless servant, his ability to exert power was much weaker than normal, and at such a close distance, he was unable to use the red spear in his hand.

Without being able to release his Noble Phantasm, Cu Chulainn's strength was inevitably reduced.

The current distance is actually quite good. If you can use your Noble Phantasm, the enemy should have nowhere to escape.

In the current situation, he could not release his true name. The two were only three or four steps apart, and when they were close, they might even be only two steps apart. If he released his treasure, he would be just sitting there waiting for the other party to take his heart.

But unable to use his Noble Phantasm, Cu Chulainn could only breathe heavily and feel his body tired.

It stands to reason that he should be a warrior who can fight for days without feeling tired, but only excited.

But given the enormous strength of his opponent, every collision would require him to hold the red spear in his hand even tighter to prevent it from slipping out of his hand.

He could only wave the gun in his hand like a madman, using all his strength to try to stab the gun into the enemy's heart and throat.

But there was no chance. Every time it seemed that he could penetrate Manshu's defense and take his life, the opponent's knife would cut off his head first.

"It's incredibly powerful. I miscalculated."

Cu Chulainn only felt that he was in a state of exhaustion, with no time to attack, and could only wait for death in constant defense.

"Well, I can't die like this."

Cu Chulainn raised the spear in his hand, took a step forward, and stabbed it towards the hole in the trap that was clearly set before him.

"What an excellent warrior."

Manshu smiled with emotion and swung the sword in his hand down without any defense.

Blood dripped from Mansu's left shoulder and spilled from Cuchulain's neck.

Chapter 18 Plan

The cursed red spear cut open Mansu's shoulder, but the sword taken from Rider's hand cut off Cu Chulainn's head.

The blood spilled on the ground marked the end of everything. Manshu put away his weapon and soothed the wound on the side of his shoulder with his hand.

"See you again someday, son of light of Ireland."9

The beheaded man turned into a little bit of spiritual light and dissipated. Manshu put his right hand, which was used to soothe the wound, to his nose and sniffed.

"Ah, after all, what we should pursue is still this blood. This is the path you expect, right? Or do you really want to see a fool fleeing the battlefield and making excuses for his cowardice?"

However, Manshu naturally did not get an answer, but it was indeed not a question. He then stretched out his hand to smooth out the traces left by the battle just now.

Although it is unknown what Cu Chulainn was doing after being summoned here, it is clear that he was still consciously considering protecting this place.

What happened just now was pleasant, so it is only natural to send it off with appropriate kindness.

"I praise the splendor and magnificence of Aredevi Sura Anahita with a loud voice, and I praise her with sincere prayers and offerings of Zul.

Oh! Aredevi Surah Anahita! May you come to help us with your prayers! "

Manshu swung the branch in his hand to sprinkle the milk, and the milk turned into a purifying river, cleaning the land it flowed through and returning everything to its original state.

After doing this, Mansu put away the branches and called Bucephalus to come to him, then he mounted his horse and headed towards Ueno.

Although he had dealt with the things that were bothering him, finding Caster was still on his agenda.

Although Edo Castle is not big, there are quite a lot of people involved. There should be five masterless servants left in the spiritual land. Although we have to walk a lot, we should be able to find and deal with them all.

But that would be too boring. I'm afraid only I, who was so confused just now, would choose to do this.

However, a masterless servant cannot stray too far from the spiritual land where he is, otherwise he will have to rely on burning his spiritual foundation to continue fighting for a period of time, which is no different from being in a state of magic severance.

So I still have to find Caster to solve some troubles and get the final spoils of this ceremony in advance.

In this way, a lot of trouble can be alleviated and the participants here can also understand the situation clearly.

In any case, I still have to go back to Ueno to make some arrangements. As a spiritual place for summoning myself, I can still make some use of it.

As for where the full moon is, this full moon ceremony will not be like the Holy Grail War in Dongmu, where there is a Greater Holy Grail created by the Third Law.

What exists here is nothing more than a very low-quality ritual, which is something that Tsuchimikado Yasuhiro created by imitating the details of the magical ritual of the Holy Grail War.

Tsuchimikado had gone to great lengths to construct this massive magic ritual, which was essentially a subspecies of the Holy Grail War, or perhaps even inferior.

After all, as an Onmyoji, Tsuchimikado could not use magic like summoning heroic spirits, but he spent a lot of effort to win over members of the shogunate, and thus obtained a venue that ordinary people could hardly get.

The ritual was performed using the entire Edo spiritual vein, and the Holy Grail War ritual itself was successfully reproduced. The waxing moon created did have the function of a wish-granting machine, but it was only somewhat functional.

With the souls of the servants who lost in the ritual, and with that powerful magic, the function of the wishing machine can be realized. After all, this Holy Full Moon Ritual has fifteen servants.

There was no such thing as the Holy Grail on this land, Manshu was able to confirm this, and he swept his eyes across the land, but found nothing.

It seems that Yingyue has nothing to do with the androids he met before. On the way, Manshu once again sought enlightenment, and the location he pointed to was Ueno, so there was no need to say more about where it was.

So is it just an ordinary android? It is hard to say whether this is a good thing or not. After all, if it is an android carrying the Lesser Holy Grail, then its life will end at the end of this Holy Grail War.

Although his stern appearance is a bit rigid, it is still easy for people to like such a gentleman, although he seems to be too devoted to the right path and his ending does not seem to be very good.

But this had nothing to do with Manshu. At most, he could show mercy for a moment during such a ceremony. Anyway, that guy had no ability to kill him.

However, Rider looked a little strange. It was unlike someone like him to summon an insect that had a strong smell of ghosts, mixed with the smell of gods.

However, the ghost species mixed with divinity did not seem to be something too strange in this land, but the aura of Rider was still too ominous, and people could even smell the faint smell of madness.

By the way, ask someone where the knife came from. If you know where it came from, you should be able to know the other party's identity and the situation. ⑵

After all, the opponent doesn't look like a weak servant. To be able to reach such a level in this land, he must be a very famous hero.

Her weapon shouldn't be something unknown, although it seems that you haven't paid much attention to the weapons of Japanese servants, and many famous swords are not given very high levels.

But this sword is at least at level B, so it should be a good item here. After all, even Onikiri is only a C-level treasure.

Then let's all go to Kan'ei-ji Temple first. I think the Tsuchimikado brothers there will be happy to help.

If they knew how to count, it wouldn't matter what their wishes were. If they didn't understand the situation, it wouldn't be a big deal if the supervisor of the ceremony died during the ceremony.

Anyway, such things would happen even in a regular Holy Grail War, not to mention this ritual that came out of nowhere.

Manshu, riding on Bucephalus, simply did not take any detours and rode his horse back to Ueno in a straight line through the sky. He did not rush to Kan'ei-ji Temple first, but tried to pick a place in Ueno to make arrangements.