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

【No. 71 Perihari】

【Level 3】

[Dragon/Overflow/Water]

[Attack power: 0]

[Defense: 2000]

Dragons...water attribute...and related to the sea, it seems that's indeed the case. The terms contained in Tiamat's spirit origin fragment are most likely these.

Leticia, who was standing to the side, had already finished her sandwich. After seeing the card with the same swirling pattern on the back, she finally understood what Yuuto had shown her.

So that's how those cards actually came about?

That white dragon too?!

Leticia froze on the spot.

Her future... seems to be full of light and hope again?

……

In the forest, sunlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, leaving footprints on the ground. Only the trembling ground seemed to indicate that some large creature was running around nearby.

His large feet instantly traversed the sunlight-dappled footprints. The muscular man, wielding a short sword and dressed in straitjack-like clothing, ran forward with a hearty smile, showing no sign of confusion.

"Ha ha ha ha ha—O oppressor! Come and accept my love!"

The laughter faded as he walked away. Behind the man, two figures leaped onto a thick tree branch, their faces showing a mixture of emotions as they watched the muscular man run away.

"Has he always been like this... um... proactive?"

"Haha... at least from the perspective of the journey we've followed, that's how it is, big sister."

Chapter 137 Please Don't Interrupt When Others Are Saying It's a Cool Opening Remark

The sun was setting in the west, its afterglow like fire.

Under the evening sky, Yudo and Letishia, who were outside the cedar forest, did not have to wait long. Just as the horizon was being tinged with orange-red, they heard faint explosions coming from afar.

"Is it finally here?"

Yuto, who had been waiting impatiently for some time, made a quick judgment about the direction from which the explosion came, and then gathered up the cards he had worked on that afternoon that were scattered on the picnic blanket.

There weren't many cards; including the [No. 71 Sea Shark] he used when he first tried it out, there were only four cards in total.

These are all cards related to dragon monsters that he created using Tiamat's spirit origin fragments, but there are also some cards that failed to be created successfully.

For example, a 2-star card of [Half-Dragon Maid. Laundry Dragon Girl], also known as Little Blue.

She's practically the future Dragon Emperor! .jpg

Yuwatari had assumed that with the S-rank quality of Tiamat's spirit origin fragment as raw material, no matter what materials he added, the monster he created would be a high-star monster, or a special monster without a star rating like an Xyz Monster...

So during the third alchemy, he tried adding Leticia's hair into it.

After all, she was chosen to be the body that Joan of Arc possessed, and Yuuto felt that even if she wasn't a magician, she might have some unusual qualities.

As a result, he only managed to craft one small blue card and one continuous trap card, Dragon's Binding, during that attempt.

It’s so embarrassing…

Even if you just played a [Half-Dragon Maid. Azure River Dragon Girl], what would you do?

Sigh... not everyone's hair can be used as a versatile material like Rin Tohsaka's...

Yuto now deeply regrets not collecting more of the other person's hair and blood before leaving.

At worst, we can just consider it as her going to get a haircut and donating blood on the side!

……

"Puch!"

Blood splattered on the ground as sharp stone spikes pierced Spartacus's muscular body, making a sound like a water-filled balloon being popped.

Three stone golems formed a triangle around Spartacus, but despite his injuries, Spartacus simply swung his thick arms and smashed them all into ordinary clods of earth.

"Hahahaha—with love! With love!"

Spartacus, having shattered three stone golems, did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood on the golems' corpses, letting out a loud laugh and, as usual, shouting out those incomprehensible words.

Atalanta, playing as the Red Archer, landed lightly on the branches of a cedar tree like a cat, shook her cat ears, and gazed calmly at Spartacus below, showing no surprise at his mad behavior.

Ha, it's just standing on the enemy's corpse and acting crazy. This is perfectly normal for a Berserker!

Achilles, playing as the red Rider, had been chasing Spartacus for almost a day and a night, and Atalanta was already used to his strange behavior and words.

What do you think, Rider?

"Ah... in this case, I guess I'll just have to leave it alone?"

Achilles, who was also standing on the same branch as Atalanta, hugged the tree trunk with his arms crossed and replied with a somewhat helpless tone:

"In fact, it's rather strange that you could persuade him, sister..."

If someone thinks they can talk to someone who is irrational, then that person is clearly not a normal person either.

Atalanta was silent.

Clearly, having grown accustomed to Spartacus's various behaviors, she is now experiencing subtle misunderstandings.

Patting her head, Atalanta realized she was probably really tired.

She actually thinks she can communicate with the Berserker?!

Divine gold!

"I understand. Also, my name is Atalanta, so don't call me big sister!"

"Okay, big sister, no problem, big sister!"

"Rider, you bastard—"

"Haha... But this is a rare opportunity, how about we meet those guys from the Black Faction? Big—cough cough, Atalanta?"

Seeing that Atalanta's bow was already nocked an arrow, Achilles, knowing that he would be beaten if he continued to be cheeky, quickly changed the subject.

He knew that Atalanta's arrows were neither divine nor divinely crafted, so they certainly wouldn't pierce his flesh, but that didn't mean he would enjoy being used as a target...

Seeing that Achilles had changed how he addressed her, Atalanta then sheathed her bow and gave a soft hum.

"Alright, but if that guy activates his Noble Phantasm, retreat immediately!"

The guy she was referring to was none other than Spartacus, who was now surrounded by the three regenerated stone golems.

The enemy's Noble Phantasm is a wide-area destructive weapon that indiscriminately affects friend and foe. If they don't retreat immediately, even they might get caught in it.

"Anyway, the Master didn't strongly insist on bringing him back..."

Atalanta said casually.

However, when the topic turned to Masters, Achilles brought up the subtle disharmony he had noticed.

Even though the Master's magic circuits are connected to them and supply them with magic power, and they usually issue the commands they need to, they have never appeared directly in front of them...

This is undoubtedly a very unusual situation!

However, while it might seem cowardly for a Master to hide in the shadows, it's still quite normal. So even if everything Achilles is saying is suspicious, it can only be considered speculation.

Achilles felt that something was amiss, but Atalanta's suddenly alert expression clearly indicated that this was not the time to dwell on such matters.

"coming!"

As Atalanta uttered those short words, the next second, a pink-haired 'girl' charging towards Spartacus wielding a white lance.

Upon seeing Spartacus ahead, Astolfo did not rush to attack. Instead, he casually tapped his palm with his lance and delivered what he thought was a cool opening line to Spartacus.

"Hey! Hear my voice, you who are far away! See my figure, you who are near! Yes! I am Charlemagne's twelve warriors—hoo hoo!"

The sudden sweeping dagger startled Astolfo, causing him to shrank back and sit on the ground. The thick tree trunk behind him was then sliced ​​in two without any resistance.

What incredible strength!

Even when Astolfo was in a state of sanity loss due to the moon, he could clearly sense Spartacus's terrifying power.

The stone golem that had just been revived only to have its body crushed by a falling tree trunk would probably agree with his point of view...

"Come! Come! Suppressor! The time has come for arrogance to be shattered, for the pride of the strong to be crushed! Hahahaha—"

Seeing Spartacus suddenly burst into laughter with his hands on his hips after saying a bunch of strange things, Astolfo immediately made a sound of bewilderment.

"what?"

Chapter 138 He is really brave

The grotesque, muscular monster lunged at the petite, pink-haired girl.

When Yuuto brought Leticia to the vicinity of the battlefield, this was the scene that greeted them.

"what!"

Leticia wisely covered her mouth beforehand, thus only letting out a small gasp.

She wasn't foolish enough to think the pink-haired girl was an ordinary person. After all, her attire, the lance in her hand, and her calm demeanor in the face of the muscular man charging at her clearly set her apart from the average person.

Not to mention that there is absolutely no human habitation within a radius of tens of kilometers around this place, except for the Black Faction's castle...

However, the size difference between the two sides in this battle was quite significant, which was what surprised Leticia.

She didn't think highly of Astolfo.

"Did we come here today just to watch them fight?"

Clinging to the last shred of pity for Astolfo, and unable to bear seeing him utterly humiliated by the muscular Spartacus, Leticia covered her eyes with her hands, her purplish-red eyes peering intently through her wide-open fingers at the scene unfolding before her.

"How could that be? This is just the beginning. Besides, I must remind you of something..."

Shaking his head, Yudu watched as Astolfo brandished his lance, forcibly akinning Spartacus's left leg below the knee, before Vlad III's spike pierced Spartacus's body. Only then did he turn to look at Leticia.

The thought of what he was about to tell Leticia made Yuuto want to laugh out loud, but on the surface he maintained a blank expression and spoke to Leticia:

"He is a man."

"Ok?"

Leticia blinked in confusion, as if she hadn't heard what he said. Yudo didn't care and just pointed at Astolfo and repeated it word by word.

“I mean, he, that pink-haired Astolfo, one of Charlemagne’s Twelve Warriors, is a man.”

"……Eh?"

Leticia's blank gaze shifted back and forth between Yudo and Astolfo several times until her malfunctioning brain restarted and received the information Yudo had previously given her. At that moment, a distorted expression appeared on her strikingly beautiful face.

"Eh--!"

Yes, yes, yes, that's the expression!

His expression was exactly the same as when he first discovered that Afu was a boy!

Yuuto was quite pleased to see Leticia looking as if her worldview had been completely reshaped.

"No, no, no, but she... he's wearing women's clothes right now! Is this really a man?!"

Leticia pointed her trembling index finger at Astolfo's little dress, trying her best to keep her voice down so as not to shout out loud because she was too excited.

"How can this be a man?!"

However, no matter how low she lowered her voice, it was still unrealistic to expect her to escape the keen hearing of the Servants in the room.

At this moment, Vlad III and the others had already subdued Spartacus and looked towards where Yudo was. Vlad III was about to shout at him when he noticed the strange feeling emanating from Yudo.

In fact, it wasn't just them; even Atalanta and Achilles, who were hiding in the shadows, noticed the presence of Youdu and his companions. However, since they hadn't received orders to deal with Ruler, they only glanced at them before looking away.

"Hmm...Ruler?"

"Should I go and drive them away?"

When Danic, who had followed, saw Vlad III and the other Servants looking towards the nearby woods, he realized that Vlad III had discovered something and immediately went up to ask him.

Faced with his suggestion, Vlad III recalled what Siegfried had told them about the white dragon summoned by Yudo after his return the day before, and waved his hand.

"No, no need. He's probably just here to oversee the Holy Grail War. We don't need to pay him any attention..."

Let alone them, even for other people, as long as they don't violate the rules of the Holy Grail War, basically no one would choose to confront Ruler, who is the referee.

After all, the opposing side hasn't been dealt with yet, so why would anyone be foolish enough to attack the referee first?