The Holy Grail War of God's Blessing

㈣"I am just asking questions first. You don't have to rush to give me an answer. It's not too late to come back after you have dealt with your matter."

"That's not necessary. If you mean the curse left behind, I do have a way to solve it.

⒉ Odin is an omnipotent god and a symbol of wisdom. The power of the runes he obtained from the world tree is enough to solve these problems.

You don't have to worry about these trivial matters. Once the temple is built, everything will be solved."

Of course, Manshu didn't see any curse at all, as he had no knowledge of magic.

I can still remember some vague content, although it may only be some vague content left.

Besides, even if it's not a curse or something like that, it can be solved once the temple is completed, so it doesn't matter.

"Thank you for your reply. Now I am clear and relieved. I wish you good luck in martial arts."

The head of Linglong Pavilion showed a look of relief and joy, and nodded.

Manshu ignored the rest of the other person's words and instead was thinking about what he should use to travel.

Unlike the previous time, when he had the Sun Boat as his treasure, the second time he didn’t even walk on the ground a few times.

This time, it was 2 who was running around, but 0 was walking all the time, and only used Thor's goat cart twice occasionally.

But it still feels quite ordinary. The chariot does not have any special feeling for Mansu. It would be better to replace it with a horse as a symbol of warrior.

Manshu thought about it and decided that since he was already holding the Balmung, he should get a horse that would match the sword.

When talking about the Nordic mythical horses, the first thing that comes to mind is naturally Odin’s mount, Sleipnir.

However, what Manshu wanted to summon was not the eight groups of divine horses, but Grani, the descendant of Sleipnir.

The burden that the divine horse that summoned Odin had to bear was a bit heavy, but what Grani needed was not too much, and it was mainly for symmetry.

With Balmung in hand, ride on Sigurd's mount.

"Odin, the father of all things, I would like to choose a horse for you. It is a young and handsome gray horse, a descendant of Sleipnir, and the leader of all horses."

Just as Sigurd had once sought advice from Odin on choosing a good horse, Menshu sought from Odin the horse he had once described to Sigurd.

After Manshu's voice fell, the sound of horse hooves stepping on the water was heard. A tall, strong and beautiful horse with a gray body without a single speck of hair came here without anyone noticing.

"This is truly the best horse in the world. Apart from the mounts of all living beings, what else can compare to it?"

At just one glance, Manshu fell in love with the horse, exclaimed excitedly, and then reached out his hand.

The gray horse showed no sign of unfamiliarity. It came over directly, stuck out its tongue and licked Mansu's hand.

Manshu touched the horse's head, then walked over and rode on it.

"Grani?"

Manshu called out softly, and the gray horse under him raised its head and made a sound.

"Very well, Grani, follow me to see a world of wonders, your hooves will tread over more incredible ground than before."

Manshu, who had found new fun, shouted happily, and rode the horse under him towards his destination.

The movement he detected was the confrontation taking place on Mount Okutama.

Archer's Master, Erza, received information about a clan of magicians with a base somewhere in Okutama.

So she took her servants and went to the cold Mount Okutama in the afternoon.

Then she spotted a Servant acting alone, and without hesitation decided to attack.

Her servant Archer, also known as Arash, the great hero of Persia, immediately launched the attack.

Arrows made of magic power were shot out quickly, but they were all blocked by the Knight King holding the invisible sword in front.

Dodging with footwork, knocking away with swords, and deflecting with armor, all of Arash's attacks were neutralized.

But because Jiu couldn't see the target of attack, the two knights were also in a dilemma.

Because Arash was moving at high speed and firing continuously, it was difficult to capture the target.

At least in terms of both sides' vision, Saber, as the King of Knights, could not keep up with Archer.

This made Saber think of the knight Tristan who once served under her. He might be a hero who could rival Sir Tristan.

And seeing the rain of arrows shot out from the sky in an instant, I was even more convinced of this.

Facing the magic arrows that filled the sky, the Knight King swung the holy sword in his hand to stir up a strong wind and released the true name of his other treasure to deal with this raging rain of arrows.

"Wind King Hammer!"

The storm that rolled up directly knocked away all the arrows, but Arash also took this opportunity to approach the Knight King at high speed.

Arash actually gave up the long-distance attack and got in front of the Knight King to fight him in close combat.

"You two are having a lively fight, but that's exactly what you want to attract me. So how about you two listen to my proposal?"

Just as the two men were engaged in close combat, the sound of galloping horses' hooves quickly distanced the two men, and Manshu's voice rang out.

"Berserker, if it's you, you're definitely attracted to the battle, but can you hold on after three battles in a row?"

The Knight King showed a look of understanding and said to Manshu.

"You've been performing very well these past few days, Berserker. I'm even hesitating about my promise to you. And the horse you're riding is really good. It must be a famous horse from mythology."

Arash on the side said jokingly with a gentle smile.

"Why, you are not going to show fear, are you, the great hero? Then I will have to strip you of your title of hero. But there is nothing wrong with your vision, and you are still capable as an Archer."

Manshu responded to Arash with a hearty laugh, and the horse under his crotch also snorted in response.

"And Saber, if I were to back off for this reason, I wouldn't be here.

I think the two of you fighting each other isn't enough, why don't you challenge me together?"

Chapter 16: Fighting

"That's not surprising, but I'm afraid Saber won't satisfy your plan."

Arash didn't look surprised at all. He put his hands on his chest and turned his head to speak.

"Of course, fighting with a hero is a good idea, but if possible, I hope it can be a one-on-one duel."

The Knight King did shake his head and refused. Of course, the reason was not just that. The order he received here was only to enter the enemy's center and contain them.

And if you sense danger, you must run away immediately.

Although he did not fully obey the order and threw himself into the battle.

After all, he is the knight who protects the princess, not the princess who is guarded by the knight.

Even though he was confused, the Knight King had his own inner principles, so he did not accept this matter.

Besides, a duel between two people and a duel between three people are two completely different things. Berserker's Master is currently in the dark and is someone who must be guarded against.

"It seems that the previous failure did not make you realize the situation clearly, or are you planning to reject the previous failure?

Do you think you can win me over by facing the situation alone?"

Manshu, who was riding on his horse, only sneered, drew out his magic sword and pointed the tip of the sword at the Knight King, as if he was going to launch a charge in the next second.

"Of course I don't deny my failure, but one failure is nothing. I will win in front of you, Berserker. Let's end it here!"

The Knight King was also unambiguous. He firmly raised the sword in his hand and assumed a fighting stance, also pointing the blade of the sword at Manshu.

　Search ℃q group◆＜：⑨⒋㈧※*贰＝∈si３⊙@3∠～祾武 "Being confident is a good thing Saber, it seems I have to tell you what kind of emotion fear is. Although I don't need to know, I think you need to understand."

Mansu's last words served as a provocation, and also as a clarion call before launching his attack.

As soon as the voice fell, the gray horse Grani under Manshu's crotch seemed to understand his thoughts. It stepped forward and rushed towards the glorious knight king in front.

"I have heard that the hero who killed the evil dragon Fafnir was a man who did not know what fear was, but since you do not know what fear is, how can you teach others? Let me teach you this first."

The Knight King seemed to be in good shape indeed, his momentum was not affected by the previous situation, and he did not show any sign of weakness.

The invisible wind rolled over his sword, and the power of the golden holy sword was also surging, with the power to knock down the servant with a single blow.

The fierce wind was powerful enough to sweep away the rain of arrows that fell like a raging wave. The Knight King tried to use the strong wind to stop the mount under Manshu's crotch.

He had experienced Manshu's strength before, let alone Manshu who was riding a horse and charging at the moment, it would be even more difficult to contend with him.

At least you can't take on the opponent's charge head-on. The combined strength of man and horse might even knock the sword away.

So even if the strong wind cannot hurt the horse, it will at least hinder its charge.

It’s just that this…” How could a horse named Grani be afraid of such a storm?

Even if it was the fire set by the great god, this horse had the courage to jump over it.

This horse, with the blood of Pegasus Splanir flowing in his veins, knows nothing of fear, just like his former master.

Faced with the howling fierce wind, Grani chose to face it head-on and jumped through the obstacle in front of him.

Manshu fell from the sky holding the magic sword, and a loud roar came from the mountain.

The whistling blow made the Knight King miserable. Grani possessed excellent speed and strength, and he flexibly led his master to launch attack again and again.

Even if the whistling magic sword is not strong enough, it can still bring suffocating pressure.

And after the spear was thrown out of Mansu's hand, the pressure became even greater.

The swirling storm in the sky brought another force to Manshu. Only the Knight King swung the golden holy sword with all his strength could repel Manshu's attack.

But the price is that there is no place on the body that is not painful at every moment.

However, this is also the advantage of Arthur Pendragon over Arthur Altria.

Unlike Artoria who only holds the Holy Sword and does not normally have a scabbard.

Arthur Pendragon possesses both the holy sword and the scabbard. Although his scabbard only provides strong recovery and defense capabilities and cannot achieve the miraculous power like Altria's scabbard, at least it is possible to hold them together.

So in this regard, Arthur Pendragon can still be considered to be able to show a certain versatility and is not lacking in means of defense and recovery.

Moreover, Arthur Pendragon's holy sword can be used as a golden sword without releasing its true name, and can burst out with a slashing power dozens of times that of a normal attack.

If it weren't for this, the Knight King would have had little chance of winning in such a hand-to-hand fight.

What he used to resist the fatal attack was the twinkling starlight and the swung brilliant golden sword.

"Just defending and dodging won't teach me anything, Saber! If you hadn't been able to launch a few decent counterattacks, I would have reduced you to a rat."

Manshu still challenged him with a contemptuous voice, but the Knight King ignored it and continued to carry out his own strategy and policy.

He is more accustomed to dodging and defending first to get used to the offensive rhythm of his opponents, and then look for opportunities to counterattack.

"Tyr, the god of war who represents Mars and the master of the day and night sky, wake up! I will ask you for the rune of victory, and I will also ask you for the sword of victory."

Since such an attack still cannot break through Saber, just use a stronger force to launch another attack.

As the god of war, Tyr's bravery is the same as the courage shown in his mythology. He is also a god deeply loved by Nordic warriors.

Nordic warriors would carve the rune of Tyr on their swords and pray to Tyr for victory.

Because Tyr's weapon is the sword, and as the god of war he will also bring victory to warriors.

Therefore, the sword is sacred in the hearts of the Nordic people, and they often use the tip of the sword to swear oaths and make covenants.

Therefore, the sword in Tyr's hand is also an invincible weapon that can bring victory.

It is said that the sword was forged by the dwarf Dwalin, who forged Odin's eternal spear. Legend has it that whoever obtains this sword can defeat any enemy.

And about this sword, it was said that it originally fell into the hands of Roman Emperor Vitellius. With this sword, he was invincible until someone stole his sword and he was defeated.

As for the follow-up, this sword was finally obtained by Attila, making him an invincible warrior.

But perhaps there was also a connection between Tyr, who was considered Mars, and the Roman god Mars, who was also the god of Mars and war.

But no matter what, the sword does bring victory, just as Tyr is the messenger of victory.

The dragon's arrogance was useful at the beginning, but when facing a sufficiently powerful servant, the power was indeed not enough.

When Tyr's runes and his divine light fell from the sky, the breath of the evil dragon was once again covered and swallowed up, and was replaced by the majestic divine light.

This sword was reshaped and covered with a brand new shell. Although it was not the true sword of the god of war, the surging divine light was undoubtedly something that could bring victory.

Tyr's runes shone brightly on the sword, and he swung it with the god of war's slashing blow.

This sword once killed the demon dog Garm, who guarded the kingdom of the dead and heralded the coming of Ragnarok with his cry.

And now, the divine light surging on the sword is striking towards the brilliance of the stars.

The arc of light drawn by the holy sword was shattered, and the brilliant light could no longer move forward, but was instead pushed back.

"Is this the sword of the God of War? It's really powerful, almost as powerful as the strongest magic sword."