The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

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Chapter 4: Wishes (k)

“Rider, you…did you sneak here with that android?”

Astolfo walked out carefully along the palace door.

Fiore, sitting in a wheelchair, was waiting for him outside with a sullen look on her face. She had just received a call from Danic.

Fiore learned from Danic that Astolfo had fled here with the androids that Avisbronn wanted to use.

I should have asked him earlier, but I made the same mistake again.

Fiore's mind was a complete mess now, and he had a headache and didn't know what to do.

Seeing that only Astolfo came out, Fiore could guess what the result would be.

But how can I explain this to Danik, and how can I tell Avisbronn?

It was really a troublesome matter, and the root of everything was the knight dressed as a woman in front of him.

It turned out that all my bad premonitions were correct. I should have just left this guy out and ignored him.

Of course, Fiore could only think about this in her heart, and a look of fatigue inevitably revealed in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Archer's Master. I'm sure you will be blamed for this, but I've already promised that android that I must help him."

Astolfo also looked at Fiore apologetically, but he probably wouldn't change his choice.

"When I saw the child lying curled up on the ground and heard him say 'I must survive', I promised to help him to the end."

"If Lancer, Caster, and their Master ask you to hold them accountable, feel free to put the blame on me."

"As the main culprit, I should be the one to be blamed and punished."

"You said that, and I can't say the scolding I'm about to say. Let's get out of here. You'd better think about how to face Uncle Danic and Caster. They are not as easy to talk to as I am."

In the end, Fiore just let it go. She wouldn't be the one who should be scolded anyway, so she just let it go.

The night was almost over and he still hadn't gotten much rest. There was no need to continue wasting it here with Astolfo.

Fiore said this unhappily, and walked past Astolfo to enter the palace.

"I am sorry for causing you so much trouble, Archer's Master. I will make amends to you next time."

Astolfo laughed dryly twice, then quickly called out his Hippogriff and left quickly.

"What should we do with this guy? What do you think?"

Manshu looked at the android lying on the ground below, turned his head and asked Sekhmet who had returned to his side.

However, Sekhmet did not give any response, but just leaned under Mansu and lay on the ground with his legs.

Hearing the sound, he just raised his body and rubbed Manshu's legs.

There was no way she would give a correct response, this was too much to ask.

The fragile body of the android below was not enough to satisfy her desires, so Sekhmet looked completely unmotivated.

"Then let him continue to build the fortress with the group of artificial humans. However, there is no need to waste Raphael's strength. As Nimrod, he just happens to be in need of a Leviathan Skin."

But Mansu was not really asking Sekhmet, he was more of a soliloquy question to give the answer.

Just like when you throw the dice, the decision has already been made before that, and the questions you ask are just to deepen your intention to answer.

After Manshu finished speaking, the palace door was opened again and Fiore came in from outside.

"Come to think of it, I have forgotten something. What wish do you want to make to the Holy Grail, my lord who stands under me and relies on my glory?"

Manshu threw the question to Fiore who had just come in. He really had forgotten something, otherwise he wouldn't have mentioned it at this moment.

"me?"

Fiore, who had just come in, was stunned for a moment. Due to her tiredness, she didn't react for a while and subconsciously asked a question.

"Or is Yu asking her?"

Manshu raised his eyebrows and pointed at the lion lying beside his legs and asked back.

"I was really confused and made this mistake in a moment."

"Well, I'm not here to listen to your useless words. These sounds have no effect other than polluting my ears. Or do you plan to give up your wish?"

Fiore quickly apologized, but Manshu interrupted her and asked her with a strange smile.

Fiore could hear the implication of these words, and looked at Manshu in disbelief. She hesitated for a moment before continuing.

"My wish is full of my own selfishness and desires. It's a bit ridiculous. I want the Holy Grail just to heal my legs." Liu

Fiore's legs cannot move because her magic circuits are in her legs.

Since she was born, her magic circuits have mutated, causing her legs to lose their function and even causing her to suffer from unbearable pain at times.

There are common treatments, but they require the removal of the magic circuits in her legs, which is equivalent to giving up the magician's life.

She studied ergonomics and psychic magic to learn how to find alternatives for her useless legs.

The spirit can replace her immobile legs to complete tasks, and she can fly in the air with a broom, but those are not her own legs after all.

So she could only hope for the miracle that the Holy Grail could bring and make this extremely extravagant wish.

However, this wish seems to be a little small, and it is somewhat difficult to talk about it and people are ashamed to say it out.

"Compared to your wish, my king, this wish is insignificant, shallow and shameful."

"Oh, when you added the last sentence, your wish really became shallow and shameful, and seemed insignificant."

Manshu chuckled and said to Fiore.

Even though he didn't know Fiore at all, Manshu's eyes could see clearly at this moment.

Just the power operating in it can reveal the expression and changes on the girl's face in front of him.

She was not as weak, humble, and fearful as she appeared.

"That's perfect. Please come forward. Although we have been together for a day or two, I have never asked you a formal question."

Manshu also felt that tonight's time was just right. After experiencing a lot of things and being busy, the girl looked a little tired.

He also seemed to have not had any detailed communication with his Master.

At least the relationship seems to have remained vague, which doesn't seem to be a good thing.

At least we should be able to trust each other a little bit, otherwise the next actions will not be easy to carry out smoothly.

Even if you have the skills to act alone, you can't support yourself at full firepower by acting alone.

Fiore, on the other hand, had not expected such a development. She was just wondering what went wrong with her answer just now, but she could not say anything to refuse, so she came to the stairs of Manshu's throne.

"My king, is it because my shallow desires have polluted your ears that I have offended you?"

Fiore was the first to speak and asked respectfully, her body trembling slightly, showing fear.

"This sound is indeed polluting my ears, but it is not because of the smallness of your wishes, but because of your superficiality."

"What do you think my wish is? Just take a guess, because this is what I asked you, and no matter how absurd it is, it will not be a sin."

Manshu didn't intend to just laugh it off, so he continued to talk and threw this difficult question to Fiore.

At least this should be a difficult problem for Fiore. With a conflicted look on her face, she wanted to speak several times, but in the end she held back and did not give an answer.

But think about it, what kind of wish would the real King Nimrod want to express?

Is he still harboring hatred and planning to rebel again, or is he feeling remorseful and wanting to make things right, or is he doing nothing and just planning to let everything continue as normal?

Fiore hesitated among the possible answers. This matter really made her struggle and entangled. Even though she had said before that it would not be a sin, no one would think so simply.

“Is it related to your past story?”

In the end, Fiore could only give a vague answer and was unable to give any definite answer.

"That's why it's so boring, you."

Manshu shook his head and sighed, put down the arm that was supporting his head, and sat up straight in the chair.

"My wish is very simple. From the beginning to now, there is nothing worth changing. I came here to pursue the Holy Grail, just to ask for eternal life."

Standing here and feeling the wonderful fragrance of life, this wish will never deviate.

Although it sounds like a trivial wish, there is no distinction between noble and vulgar wishes.

"What do you think of this wish?"

Manshu continued to ask Fiore in a flat tone, but Fiore couldn't say anything and was stunned.

"Yes, this is not something you can judge."

Seeing that Fiore didn't answer, Manshu laughed contemptuously.

"Since this is Yu Jiu's wish, it must be higher than the sky, wider than the earth, and greater than the entire world. "

Manshu said as a matter of course, without any hesitation in his voice.

"So answer me again, what is your wish?

Or do you think that weak cowards and hypocritical villains are qualified to stand under Yu and admire the glory of the king? "

The mere sound of that shout was enough to make one's legs go weak, and the gaze cast from the throne was like the sun.

Fiore felt as if she had no strength left in her body. She could open her mouth but almost no sound came out.

She subconsciously wanted to show weakness and fear, but found that she didn't even have the ability to do so.

I'm almost suffocating. After all, I can't think of anything else. If I don't say it out, I might die.

Fiore was already a little confused, her heart was pounding and her vision was gradually going dark, but with the help of the confusion, she finally opened her mouth and discarded the disguise in her mind.

"My wish is to heal my legs. Although this wish is indeed extravagant, I also want to obtain the Holy Grail as a magician."

Although the logic and word order were both wrong and the point was about to collapse, it was finally said, and the burning eyes disappeared in an instant.

"That's more like it. Since you're planning to obtain the Holy Grail as a magician, you don't need to be weak, and you don't need to arouse sympathy from others. You should stand in front of me like this."

After saying this, Manshu relaxed his body, leaned against the back of the throne, and raised his hands.

"But you don't need to seek the Holy Grail to fulfill this wish. You only need to look up to my glory. If you maintain this attitude, I will recognize your status as my subject. Therefore, you are lucky enough to see a miracle today."

This miracle happened in Jerusalem. According to the record in the Gospel of John, an angel stirred the water at the Pool of Bethesda in Jerusalem.

After the water of the Pool of Bethesda was stirred, anyone who went in would be cured of whatever disease they had.

Raphael is often identified with the angel who stirred the Pool of Bethesda, and in the Book of Enoch it is recorded that Raphael controls all human illnesses and injuries.

"Raphael, who controls human diseases and injuries, go down into the water and move it."

Manjusri repeated what he had just said, and then brought down the miracle of granting artificial human beings.

But he is my master after all, so I will give him a blessing.

"Angel Raphael, one of the seven who stand before the Lord, may you protect this woman as you protected the pilgrims and saved Tobit."

As Mansu said this, a fish gall fell into Mansu's hands. Raphael once used the fish gall to heal Tobit, so he is often portrayed holding or standing on a fish.

"Come and receive this blessing, and there is no need to repeat any extra words. Take the artificial man below and let him transport the materials for building the temple."⒐

"Yes, my king."

Manshu directly blocked Fiore's words. He had no interest in listening to repeated thanks.

Fiore responded to Manshu sincerely for the first time, and then, with the help of the spirit, she walked up the stairs in an unexperienced manner, took the fish gall from Manshu's hand, and took away the android lying below.

"It was still quite enjoyable. I hope the fun won't disappear tomorrow."④

Watching Fiore leave, Manshu's happy smile had not yet faded, and he began to recall the apocalypse he had seen not long ago.

That should be what will happen tomorrow, the courtyard flying in the air is heading here.

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