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"Um, no problem, but Master, what do you want this for?"

"I think that if the shared talent descends in an incomplete form, it also means that even if someone obtains the Greater Holy Grail and uses the Soul Materialization of the Heavenly Grail to break free from the limitations of the Servant's spiritual base size... it will not be able to change the two-thirds components in the spiritual base, and will still be restrained by this flag. Greater than the sky, special attack day immortal."

Xia Yan lowered his head to look at the ground, and once again looked at the people who had withstood a round of bombing. His gaze was focused on the French village girl who was looking at the holy flag he was holding, with an expression of surprise and confusion on her face.

"Even if it's just an ordinary flag, I think it will definitely be more effective than the white flag in that village girl's hand."

(PS: Happy New Year everyone (*^▽^*)~)

Second instance: 56. The last night before the decisive battle (4k+)

When Xia Yan, holding 'Irena', was lifted up by the floating mechanical arm of the humanoid mecha [No Return Error] and fell back to the ground.

The people who had just survived a round of bombing also recovered from the shock and fear.

“￥@￥＃*＆…”

Then, a string of swear words with a British accent came out of the mouth of the only Altria on the scene, mixed with a lot of vulgar words in Celtic, Latin and Greek... well, there was no ancient language.

Although in appearance, the only Altria species present is also the most common blonde and blue-eyed, which should appear more among the Germanic branch of the race, but in the Type-Moon world this is quite scientific and consistent with history.

In short, the only Altria present was greeting and cursing a certain priest's ancestors for eighteen generations, while skillfully using Romanian, which was given modern knowledge by the Holy Grail, mixed with Celtic, a language native to the British Isles, and Latin and Greek, which were mainly used in the ancient Roman Empire, and was extremely anxious about his Master who was about to die.

The others were also almost all caught up in the anger that turned from fear.

"Madman, madman, madman... That man, that incarnated Heroic Spirit, and the Holy Church..."

As the head of the Thousand Worlds Tree, Danic, who had maintained the ruthlessness of a magician, the politician's self-interest, and the dignity of a head of the family for at least decades, now stood on the charred crater after the bombing and looked at Tulifas - the core territory of the Eugene Domirenia family in Romania. A flame shot up into the sky, illuminating the night sky. His expression, which had been expressionless for many years, was completely broken.

"...How dare he? How dare they? Summoning that madman back from Hell would be fine, but they actually carried out this indiscriminate mass slaughter, actively exposing the Holy Grail War... Madman, madman..."

While Danic was cursing, the other masters of the Thousand World Tree also had expressions of bereavement on their faces.

Fiore slumped on the ground, holding her brother in one hand and pulling the sleeve of Teacher Ma who was supporting her from behind with the other hand. Her little face was pale.

And Colles could not hide his fear, even though his own servant, the black-class Berserker Frankenstein, was standing right next to him, roaring low towards the night sky, with sparks dancing on the spherical hammer in her hand, he still did not feel safe at all.

After all, the maximum power of Frankenstein's Noble Phantasm is only at the level of a B+-level anti-military Noble Phantasm. It is impossible for it to hit a moving target at an altitude of several thousand meters.

As for Serenika, the sister of the Thousand Worlds Tree family who clearly has a sadistic tendency, this smart, beautiful, yet cruel female magician who makes a living by cursing and killing others, she is now completely broken down, tearing her hair, drooling and mumbling incomprehensible words, forcing Astolfo to do his best to comfort his Master and prevent the Master, whose SAN value has been deducted too much, from further self-harm.

In the final Black Arts combination, Avisbronn's expression was hidden behind the mask, and no one could see his expression. But whether it was his slightly trembling body or the hand holding the unconscious Master Roger, who was only 13 years old this year, it proved that this 11th-century philosopher, poet and founder of Kabbalah mysticism was not in a calm mood.

In addition, the French peasant girl was also unable to calm down. Joan of Arc shifted her attention away from the slightly damaged holy flag in her hand. Like Danic, she looked at Tuliphas bathed in the firelight, and her delicate face was also filled with anger.

Just after [No Return Error] dragged Xia Yan and 'Irena' to the ground.

"Everyone."

Joan of Arc suddenly said loudly:

"According to the principles of the Holy Grail War, we cannot allow the residents of Tulipas to be involved in events caused by the mystery."

"I know it's a bit unreasonable to say this now, but Masters and Servants whose Masters are still in good condition, I beg you to lend a hand to the innocent people and rescue the survivors in Tulipas as much as possible. Please, have mercy..."

The Saint of France looked at the people present with compassion.

Danic was the first to meet her gaze.

But as Tulipas, both in official documents and in reality as the local lord, and the current victim of the greatest losses, Danic's expression remained grim. However, under Jeanne's gaze, he simply shook his head, raised his hand to signal Siegfried, who was about to respond, to stop, and suppressed his anger, saying in a trembling voice:

"I'm sorry, Your Excellency... Saint, I, we..."

Danic didn't finish his words and turned to look at the other masters of the Thousand Worlds Tree. Jeanne also looked over and her face turned pale.

Fiore is a disabled person. Her wheelchair was damaged in the bombing just now. Even if she activated the magic costume on her body to turn into a female version of Doctor Octopus, the girl sat on the ground in a daze, grabbing her brother and pulling her servant. It was obvious that she would not be able to recover for a while.

And it was impossible for Coles to convince him to abandon his biological sister who depended on him for survival at this time.

The remaining Serenike had a tendency to self-harm due to the collapse of their SAN value, and the child Roger had already fainted. Not to mention relying on them to save people, even the Heroic Spirits around them, Astolfo and Avisbronn, had to stay by their side to take care of their Master.

In this situation, whether out of personal feelings or the most practical interests, Danic could not abandon his family's outstanding magician. Instead, he prioritized sending his own heroic spirits out to rescue the local residents of Tulipas.

Seeing this, Jeanne was speechless until she turned her attention to the red team's Saber combination.

"Cough cough."

The seriously injured lion Jie Jieli coughed, and miraculously woke up amid Modred's repeated shouts. However, in his current condition, he could not do high-intensity exercise in the short term. If he was not sent to emergency treatment, his survival would depend on God's will.

finally.

Joan of Arc could only look at Xia Yan, who was in the best condition, with tears in her eyes.

The pleading look on her face left no doubt that at this moment, even if she was asked to do something like "Madam, you don't want to XXX" as a price, she would probably agree.

But Xia Yan didn't look at her.

Instead, he looked at Mordred.

"Saber, my Caster's Noble Phantasm has a healing effect. As long as they are not already dead, they can be saved..."

"Are you serious?"

Mordred turned his head sharply and looked over.

"Yes, your choice."

"Okay, I believe you. Where is the magic workshop created by your Servant? Let's go there now..."

"Wait a minute, Xia..."

Joan of Arc subconsciously opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but just as she started, Mordred turned his head away and cast a murderous gaze on the French peasant girl who was a witness to the beginning of the "Hundred Years of Friendship between Britain and France", making the latter swallow back her unfinished words bitterly.

"Joan of Arc, please give up."

Xia Yan sighed and turned to look at Joan of Arc, who, whether out of her own heart or because of the influence of Leticia's unified personality, had lost her experience of fighting on the battlefield and commanding wars and her calmness.

"It's too late to save—"

He raised his hand and pointed at Tuliface in the distant firelight.

"—The bombing was so sudden, and no one was prepared. Even if there were still survivors in Tulipas, we wouldn't have been able to rush into the fire and rubble to search and rescue them while the bombing continued."

"and……"

Xia Yan looked up at the sky shrouded in darkness.

"...If I were that person, the bombing I launched tonight would not only target all the buildings on Tuliface where people could hide, but also the nearby traffic roads and signal stations."

Hearing this, Danik's expression suddenly changed, and Xia Yan, who noticed this scene, nodded.

"I can guess a little about your thoughts, but since I can guess, the Führer of the Third Reich can certainly predict them. You and I should not expect to be able to compete with that warmongerer militarily or strategically."

"We can't rely on secular forces for now. The Romanian government can only dispatch a handful of jet fighters. Even if the aircraft have a technological advantage, the World War II weaponry that person summoned is all imbued with magic and mystery. Not to mention that the Red Riders have flying chariots that can soar through the sky. They have air superiority, and a day or two won't be enough for other European countries to respond... The EU can only wade through and reach a consensus, which would be considered efficient."

"Not to mention, the roads and signal stations are destroyed. Unless we leave this area, we're cut off here. Even if the Clock Tower and the Holy Temple Association were notified and skipped the political wrangling and intelligence verification, they wouldn't be able to get here in a short time."

He didn't mention the floating city where the Assyrian Queen would most likely appear, but just what he said was enough to make Danic and Jeanne despair at that moment.

The gap between the two sides is too big.

The 'gap' here does not refer to combat effectiveness.

Because after Karna voluntarily chose to withdraw, the servants still in the Amakusa camp, besides the Empress and the illegal Heroic Spirit, are only Heel and Tawny.

On the other hand, because Jeanne had issued the Command Seal Judgment, Mordred could only unite with the Servants of the Black Camp, Siegfried, Mr. Ma, Astolfo, Avisbronn, plus Medea Lily, a total of six Heroic Spirits. Even if the offending Heroic Spirit summoned a large-scale group battle of the Third Reich's NC zombie soldiers to reduce some disadvantages, as long as this side united, they could still rush through.

Even Jeanne's referee privileges could force Heel and Tamao to turn against him at the last minute. Karna's voluntary withdrawal did indeed, as he wished, force Amakusa Shiro, Tokisada, and the offending Heroic Spirit into a dilemma caused by an open conspiracy, and also made other Masters and Servants unite.

However, the illegally summoned Heroic Spirit might not have known that Karna had deliberately withdrawn, but he had predicted the changes that might happen next.

The masters of the Thousand Worlds Tree, including Danic, will not give up on taking back their nest and the Holy Grail, and will definitely not hide too far away.

At the same time, he also grasped the psychology and habits of the magician, and anticipated that Danic would contact Jeanne as the referee. During the day, he ordered the NC zombie soldiers who occupied the Yugdomirenia Castle to build fortifications and directly made a posture ready to defend on the spot around the Holy Grail.

At night, they dispatched, or rather summoned, the air force of the Third Reich during World War II to start a night raid on the entire Tulifas. Even if it was impossible to kill the Master of the Thousand Worlds Tree in one wave, they could still clear out the possible hiding places of the Black camp, blow up the roads, and destroy the signal stations.

"If you go to Tulifas to rescue people, you will really fall into a trap."

Xia Yan forced himself to make his guess as calmly and rationally as possible.

"They will definitely mobilize a steady stream of troops, exploit the rescue operation, and, unlike the victims, they will inevitably form a siege centered around Tulipas to trap us."

After that, Xia Yan looked into Jeanne's eyes earnestly and said:

"Heroic Spirits won't be easily defeated, but they require mana to maintain their existence as Servants. Long-term, high-intensity combat will inevitably consume a significant amount of mana, and Servants can only obtain mana from their Masters... In our current situation, if too few Servants go, we'll be surrounded and annihilated. If too many Servants go, we'll drain the Master's mana, and even his life..."

"...You also commanded wars in your lifetime. You are the Protector of France. You should know what this means."

"..."

Joan of Arc's face turned pale.

Xia Yan added another blow, saying, "Of course, you could also try to attack the castle where the NPC zombies have built fortifications, and try to use your referee privileges to force Archer and Rider on the red team to switch sides... but that would be meaningless."

"We don't know the current locations of Amakusa Shiro, Tokisada, and the offending Heroic Spirit. A counterattack would be futile. Even if Archer and Rider switch sides, and even if the Command Seals you cast with your referee privileges can't be countered by another Command Seal, the other side could still use Command Seals to make Archer and Rider commit suicide on the spot... I suspect the other side is prepared. If you, Jeanne, attempt to interfere with their Servant with a Command Seal, they'll immediately activate the mental suggestion to use a Command Seal to make the Servant commit suicide."

"Then we...can't do anything, can we?"

"At least tonight."

Xia Yan could already roughly foresee the subsequent changes.

"They occupied the castle last night and seized actual control of the Holy Grail. However, I don't think they'll leave the Holy Grail where it is. The NC zombie army is defending the castle not to hold onto the damaged castle, but to wait for an opportunity to transport the Holy Grail."

As soon as he finished speaking, Danik seemed to have thought of something, and a look of sudden realization appeared on his face. He spoke first:

"The sky... they have some kind of aerial vehicle that can dig up the Greater Holy Grail and transport it away... just like I did back then... but that Servant can summon zombie soldiers from the Third Reich and magical projections of German weapons from World War II. There's no reason he can't summon a Zeppelin to dig up the Greater Holy Grail and transport it away after occupying the castle last night... So, it's another Heroic Spirit's Noble Phantasm, a super-large aerial Noble Phantasm that can both fly and serve as a fortress?"

"That's right. Only when they dig out and carry away the Holy Grail will we have the chance to strike back."

Xia Yan pointed to the sky.

"As long as we take to the skies, the enemy can only summon the Third Reich's air force as their 'familiars', and will be unable to utilize the advantages of our ground-based army. We also don't need to worry about the enemy setting up large numbers of artillery positions somewhere, ready to launch bombardments at us at any time."

"Furthermore, including Lancer on the other side, four Heroic Spirits have already been eliminated from this Holy Grail War..."

Danic: "...As long as two or three more Heroic Spirits are eliminated, the Holy Grail can begin granting wishes. The opponent just happens to have...two extra Heroic Spirits left!"

"Yes, by then, their true intentions will be fully revealed. Even if we don't attack, the enemy will already be in internal strife... I don't think the Führer of the Third Reich would willingly become a 'sacrifice'."

Xia Yan said:

"If it were me, I would start looking for opportunities to inform and hint to Archer and Rider about what happened to their Master."

"But Amakusa Shiro Tokisada wouldn't believe that the leader of the Third Reich would sit idly by and wait for death. He would seize the opportunity and use the Master as a hostage to force Archer and Rider to fight us to the death."

Danic interjected:

"Then, he will head for the Greater Holy Grail. As long as Archer and Rider, working together with the Sky Fortress, can hold us back, he will use the Command Seals to order the Führer of the Third Reich to commit suicide. At the same time, he will randomly kill one of Archer or Rider, and then enter the Greater Holy Grail to make a wish... Trouble."

"So, we must seize the best opportunity. When the internal strife breaks out on the opposite side, we must intervene appropriately and have Jeanne use two Command Spells to prohibit Archer and Rider from committing suicide and defecting at the last minute, respectively. How can we seize this opportunity—"

Xia Yan looked at Jeanne.

The latter reacted.

"Depend on... my [revelation]."

Second instance: 57. Civil strife in the Amakusa camp

In Romania, inside an inconspicuous Orthodox church, is where Amakusa Shiro Tokisada is.

But this set is not XXX's ultimate insult. There will not be a strong music called YMCA playing, and there will not be four big guys wearing very little fabric.

As for Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who looks like a young Asian, he is also not the crazy guy on the set and would not have such abstract thinking... well, probably.

In short, although he is determined to commit necessary evil for the greater good, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada definitely does not consider himself a person who likes to kill innocent people.

"You better give me an explanation, Avenger."

The young priest looked at the German youth in front of him, and the false friendliness he had pretended before was no longer on his face, leaving only an undisguised coldness.

"You should understand, Master."

The German youth spread his hands disapprovingly.

"On the road to success, sacrifice is inevitable. Rather than sacrificing yourself, it's better to sacrifice others... Isn't that understandable?"

"Your so-called sacrifice is the indiscriminate massacre of the entire Tulipas tonight?"

"Hmm? Master, you're actually angry over such a trivial matter?"

The German youth said with a smile: