How come the Ace of Cups isn't considered the Holy Grail?

[Revived Anka Cross: A+]

[The ancient Egyptian symbol of life, made of pure gold, was created from the desire of a pharaoh who, upon seeing a saint like his close friend who was nearing the end of his life, and an immature queen, wished to rise from the dead and reclaim his rule over the world.]

While it cannot bring the dead back to life, it is pure gold.

He was in a hurry to leave the temple when he picked up the Anka Cross, and only had time to glance at it.

After seeing the description of the saint who resembled Rabindranath's close friend but was nearing the end of his life, he suddenly remembered that the Ise family did indeed have such a child who was nearing the end of his life.

He forgot his name, but he remembered that Rider Perseus from the Second Holy Grail War was originally his Servant.

So after leaving the temple, he summoned the black magician girl and sent her with a drop of angel's blood to save people.

But this Anka Cross... could he perhaps use it to create [Monster Resurrection]?

There's also a chance you might accidentally get other cards with revival effects or other cards with Anka elements...

As he pondered, You Du gradually felt drowsiness creeping over him in this noiseless environment. He didn't resist it, but instead let his mind go blank and found a comfortable position to fall asleep peacefully.

Although the space looks as white as a flashbang, and staring at the wall makes you feel like two words are gradually emerging from it, the lights are actually off, making it a perfect place to sleep.

……

Please select your deck.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuto woke up naturally and opened his eyes. The familiar pop-up window was as always plastered on his face, and below it, it also showed him the remaining three card decks to choose from.

Feeling refreshed, Yuuto got up and stretched, then, as he lowered his arm, he slapped the deck on the far left.

Here they come, the store is here, understand?

The deck you selected is 'Hope'.

[Matching Begins - Starting to specify the sixth world... Specification Successful.]

The specified result is: Fate/strange Fake

[Personal panel is being generated... The result is as follows.]

Real name: Yuwatari

Class: Saber

Repeated (omitted)...

【Inherent skills】

Deck - Hope: A+

When summoned as Saber, the deck will be replaced with a deck primarily composed of Hope-related cards.

ZEXAL Power: EX

During duels, you can transform into ZEXAL (ZEXALⅡ, ZEXALⅢ) by stacking yourself to gain the ZEXAL power to save the world. After transformation, you can use various abilities including but not limited to flash draw, reconstruction, and ZEXAL field.

Alchemy Cards: A+++

[Class Skills]

Magic Resistance: B

Item crafting - Card: EX

Riding: B

Yes, even though you failed the written test twice and still haven't passed it, you can drive now.

Imperial Key: A

The mysterious key needed to open the gates of destiny will play an incredible role when summoned.

What words! What words is this!

"Does anyone in my family understand this? I woke up to find this panel slandering me!"

Anyway, Yuwatari hadn't watched much of FSF back then and basically didn't know the plot, so after looking at his own stats, he didn't even care about the ZEXAL power in his inherent skills and started pointing at the Riding B class skill.

"What do you mean I failed the driving test twice! I just didn't want to take it, you know? I'm a duelist who stays home all day playing Yu-Gi-Oh! and doesn't like going out, what's the point of me taking a driving test? The card shop isn't far, I can just walk there..."

After that came incomprehensible phrases like "energy conservation and emission reduction, low-carbon travel," "traffic jams during rush hour in the city, it's better to ride a bike than a car," and "with that money, he might as well buy a few more card sets." The system got annoyed by these phrases and started the teleportation countdown before the user could even make a choice.

[Preparing to begin teleportation, 5, 4, 3...]

You're trying to play dirty tricks on me, aren't you!

Amidst Youdu's grumbling and cursing, the countdown continued to relentlessly decrease.

"Fine, fine, I won't hold it against you!" Yuuto, having let the system off the hook, thought for a moment, then picked up the deck and found the card [No. 39 Royal Hope] from the Extra Deck.

He remembered that Hope was like a sword before it was unfolded.

Alright, alright, this time he's really going to attack in swordsman form!

【2, 1...】

[Transmission begins! 】

Chapter 242 Ayaka Sajou: I'm going to explode with you guys!

The first battle between Servants in the Holy Grail War began last night.

That was a battle between the fake Archer and the fake Lancer, during which Noble Phantasms were even used, leaving a huge and perfectly circular crater in the southern part of Snowfield City.

Half a day later, a blonde girl wearing a blue shirt over a shirt, a gray pleated skirt and black tights pushed up her glasses and walked into Snowfield City as a tourist, checking her phone screen while slightly swinging her braid on the side of her head.

She arrived at a pharmacy in the suburbs and nervously asked the male clerk with a mohawk if there were any cheap motels nearby.

Then, from the person who was completely different in appearance but very friendly, I learned the location of the motel and that there was a motel with the same price nearby.

After carefully declining the offer to go to the hotel that was the same price, Ayaka Sajo gave a perfunctory smile when the clerk praised the bright red tattoos on her hands, and turned to leave the pharmacy.

"Hey, little girl!" Ayaka Sajou, who was called back, turned around and saw a flip phone flying through the air.

"What you've forgotten."

"Ah, I'm sorry..."

Ayaka Sajo hurriedly caught her phone, which she had apparently forgotten on the counter because she was preoccupied with other things. After holding the phone, she bowed her head to thank the person on the other end.

Seeing her actions, the shop assistant had a vague idea: "Although you dyed your hair blonde, young lady, you should be of East Asian descent, right? Cambodian?"

"...I came from Japan."

"Oh! Japan! My cousin traveled there before and was shocked by the number of vending machines!"

"..."

Upon hearing that she was from Japan, the mohawk-haired shop assistant seemed to become interested and began to chat with her at length. At this point, Ayaka Sajou couldn't just turn around and leave, so she had no choice but to continue to smile and agree with her.

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a helicopter rotor.

hum-

The helicopter appeared to be flying at a very low altitude, heading away from the city and towards the desert.

Once the surrounding noise subsided again, the mohawk-haired man smacked his lips and began complaining to Ayaka Sajou about how the helicopters had been interfering with his business since morning, and how no one was buying earplugs even when he wanted to.

Where did he get so much to say?!

Ayaka Sajou finally realized that if she continued to be considerate and didn't interrupt, the conversation could probably go on until the evening.

So after leaving some money as a thank you, she quickly made an excuse to go check in and said goodbye, completely ignoring the other person's comment that the amount of money was too much.

It's too much, anyway, she felt she probably wouldn't be able to use it all...

Thinking about what had happened to her, and touching the bright red tattoo on the back of her hand, Ayaka Sajou's eyes gradually dimmed.

Such tattoos also exist on her shoulders and back, implanted into her body by a strange silver-haired, fair-skinned woman.

Who is that woman?

do not know.

Why did you get these tattoos implanted on her?

do not know.

What are these tattoos? What is their purpose?

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know...

Aside from knowing that the other party had brought her to this city to participate in some nonsensical thing called the Holy Grail War, all Ayaka Sajou knew was that if she ran away, she would be killed by a curse imposed on her by the other party.

She wasn't even sure if the woman had lied to her or hidden something from her. After all, the woman hadn't mentioned how to break the curse, only that running away would mean death. Perhaps even if she hadn't run, the curse would have killed her someday anyway...

"Sigh, forget it, there's no point in thinking about it anymore. I'd better go to a hotel first..."

Having given up her hesitation, Ayaka Sajou held the simple map drawn for her by the mohawk-haired shop assistant and walked towards the motel following the landmarks drawn on the map.

"Let me see, we should go this way next—"

"Got you."

The girl's low murmur was abruptly cut off when a strange man's voice rang out.

"Huh?" Ayaka Sajou subconsciously turned around, only to see a hand wearing a black glove reaching out to grab her.

The next moment, her consciousness was plunged into darkness.

……

[To participate in the Holy Grail War...]

[Sajō Ayaka...]

If we escape...

The curse will take your life...

[Devouring completely.]

"!" Ayaka Sajou's blue eyes, which had been hidden behind her glasses, snapped open, instantly waking her from a dream that resembled a scene from a horror movie.

After taking a few deep breaths and calming down, she sat up and first sorted out the current situation.

First, her wrists, ankles, and neck were each bound with a red iron chain. Beneath her was a wooden floor with a strange pattern that looked like a magic circle. Judging from the surrounding environment...

She seems to be on a stage now?

Accompanied by the voice of a man who was both unfamiliar and somewhat familiar, came the sound of heels hitting the wooden floor.

"You actually think you can hide like this? You've really underestimated us!"

The white-haired man was wearing a suit with his collar open and no tie, and there was a black mark under his left eye.

He slowly walked to the outside of the magic circle, some distance from Ayaka Sajou, who was sitting reclining on the floor, and looked down at her, saying, "That inscription..."

"It's not a Command Seal, is it?"

The man's gaze fell on the tattoo on the back of Ayaka Sajou's exposed hand. Although it looked similar, the difference between it and the Command Seals could still be seen.

Moreover, perhaps because the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City was a pseudo-Holy Grail War, every Master who participated in this Holy Grail War had their Command Seals on their right hand, unlike Ayaka Sajou who had them on both hands.

"What is your purpose in coming to this town?" the man demanded.

Knowing that she had been kidnapped because of these tattoos, Ayaka Sajou suppressed her anger and answered his question in a slightly trembling voice.

"I don't know. I was only ordered to come to this town by a strange woman in white!"

“…I see.” Upon hearing this, the man roughly guessed who the 'strange woman in white' she was referring to was: “It seems you were used as a pawn by Einzbern’s human playthings…”

"What a pitiful and ostracized magician!"

“But I’m not a magician!” Ayaka Sajou retorted angrily.

She's had enough!

Die or die!

The events of this period had made it difficult for her to remain calm; the accumulated negative emotions were completely ignited by the nightmare and the man's attitude.

I'm going to tell you guys!

Ayaka Sajou thought to herself.