Chapter 22: The greatest spell + Holy grail War (Very long)
[{2 year timeskip}]
Good morning my fellow people. Today was a normal day. An ordinary person would live his ordinary day, but I am not an ordinary person, and therefore today I started a war. You will probably ask about my mental health, or why I do this, but the answer to most questions is really simple.
- *heavy sigh* The demons had speeded up again. (Uanna)
If you are interested in what I am talking about, then here is the answer: A year ago I learned 2 skills, invisible presence, a skill that makes my presence invisible to any senses of people, and the second is shadow clone jutsu. I hope you don't need to explain what I'm talking about.
I learned these abilities for two reasons. The first reason is that I needed to train and do my job as the mayor of the city. Yes, this job requires me to monitor the city for about 20 hours a day. In this case, the quality of life will improve, and at this time I could train 24/7. I wouldn't get tired of it because of the skill of skipping routine. And yes, after I tell you about the second reason for buying this skill, I will show you my progress.
watch out for demons. The invisible presence made me completely invisible to the demons, and the second allowed me to create a clone, which was also invisible. These skills helped me to learn a lot of information about demons. For example, the fact that they use telekinesis instead of ordinary speech. An interesting fact that reduced the effectiveness of surveillance by 2 times, and the second fact is that they create a portal to adopt THIS creature into our world. I realized this because of my skill in creating magic circles (even at the time of receiving it, it was stronger than the same of most masters of this work, and now it has reached the maximum level).
So, here are my stats after 2 years of training:
[ Name: Uanna
Race: Demigod
Titles: Professional demon slayer, Battle dancer, Speedruner, Alchemist, Demon's worst nightmare, The Writer Goodwin, Blessed by everyone, Founder of Demon Slayer Core, Balance Bringer, The best alchemist, The best mayor, Loved by your people
Power ups: The best alchemist
Age: 12 year
Hp: 21130
Mp: 27700
Str: 2113 (E)
Agi: 3892 (C)
Dex: 2451 (D)
Def: 2312 (D)
Int: 2770 (D)
Wis: 1901 (E)
Luck: 1710 (D)
Charm: 1012 (D)
Skills: The Writer Goodwin (B) / Hinokami Kagura Overdrive (A) / Emperor's will (A+) / Dance skills (B) / Battle Dance ((B+)) / Air Dance (LvL 1/1 (E)) / 17 page slash (B+) / Sunlight dance (C) / Alchemie (FA) (B) / ALchemiest's falling sun (D+) / Golem creation (E+) / / Hypnosis magic (A) // Magicraft creation (C) / Shadow clone jutsu (A) / Invisible presence (EX) / Legendary Commence Hunting (B) / Word magic (Lvl 1/1 (D) / Magic Scrolls absorption (D) / Magic Scrolls conversion (D+) / Gronk's sword volley (C) / Guardian's lazer (C+) / Light magic (C) / Explosion magic (C) /Darkness magic (C) / Sun magic (C) / Moon magic (C) / Lightning magic (C) / Alchemy (C) / Gran ray cero (B +)Sun strike (C) / Ash magic (C++) / Megido: Guardian's power (A) (!sealed, must met 1 condition to use!)
Blessings: (system will not show you, because you wass blessed by every god)
Body Features:
Sun God's Daughter (C) / Demigod (C) / Hamon Body Modification ( Joseph Joestar style) (B) / Aerodynamics (E) / Sun absorption (C) / Sharp sences (D+) / The Writer Goodwin (E)]
Yes, my characteristics have grown very much, it's not for nothing that I trained for 2 years, but this is not the main news. Like I said: The demons have started to speed up. You probably don't understand what I'm talking about, so I'll explain it to you. All this time, THIS creature continued to create more and more demons, but now IT considered it useless and decided to strengthen the existing demons instead. This accelerated the creation of the magic circle by 2 times.
You're probably wondering why I haven't destroyed the magic circle yet. So: it is surrounded by a barrier. Usually, to break a barrier, you need to destroy what creates it, but the artifact that creates this barrier is located in another world, so I can't destroy it so easily, but I have a way to stop its creation. I have collected all the data that I needed for this, and now I am ready to implement it.
[{The New Demon Camp. 3rd POV}]
In one camp, many demons diligently carried the resources of magic ores and the corpses of living creatures. All these "Ingredients" were needed to create one magic circle that could help them summon their Lord. Their lord is one of the strongest beings in their multiverse. They were eagerly creating this magic circle, however, something was going to happen. But even so, they did not think that something could get into trouble with them and interfere with their work.
There was a girl on a small hill near their camp. She took out a magic staff from a strange portal, and began to say a spell.
- Darkness, abyss, emptiness. Respond to my call and create something incredible. Do as you once did. - While the girl was saying the spell, a cosmic void appeared next to her and thousands of stars filled it, forming the cosmos. All this space began to form a circle over the demon camp, and create a magic circle - Nowhere was everything, so nothing that it was everything, and it was so everything that it became everything. Everything Will Become Nothing. Magic that is so destructive that it can create life. Big bang! (Uanna)
After she cast this spell, a huge explosion appeared. This explosion had more magical power in it than all the demons standing here. This explosion destroyed all the land in the camp (about 3 kilometers, or 1.85 miles). The demons didn't understand what had happened. They thought that no one could destroy them. (yes, what can happen if the MC learns to use magic with verbal spells that increase magic by 5 times)
The girl did not waste any time, and as soon as the explosion disappeared, she ran to a certain place near the camp. as soon as she ran close enough, a portal appeared over this place, from which a structure consisting entirely of the strongest stone came out. After it appeared, an incomprehensible mechanism appeared that could endlessly use Uanna's magic, in exchange for her magical power (100 mana per day).
- I know that in order to summon demons to another universe, you must connect your soul with some place, and there you will manifest your beginning. - Said Uanna-Until they create a portal, you will not be able to return your soul, and as long as you call more demons here, they will die. This will help me save this world from you. And not only this world. Behold the power of spawn camping (Uanna)
After these words, she turned around and left, leaving THIS creature in anger.
[{Holy Grail War}]
[{3 days later}]
Yesterday, Uanna talked to her master. She explained it more about Holy Grail War, and told about the death of one of the Assassin servants. When Sakura asked if she should fight in the war, Anna told her that she could cope on her own. However, this is not the reason why I am telling you this today.
The western part of the park near the coast was a series of warehouses that stretched along the coast. The port was located in this area, and the buildings adjacent to it served as a wall that separated the industrial zone from the main city. At night, it was impossible to meet passers-by on the pedestrian paths, and the lanterns that illuminated the empty asphalt made the landscape more lifeless. The empty port cranes looked out to sea like a creepy herd of dinosaur fossils.
Indeed, this place was ideal for Servants who had to fight a battle away from a crowd of people.
Saber and Irisviel walked majestically forward, like duelists who were moving towards the meeting place. They were walking along a four-lane road designed for large trucks that left the port loaded with goods from other countries. Their opponent also revealed himself. A tall figure stood in the middle of a deserted street, radiating a large amount of energy. He was wearing a strange outfit, which also indicated that he was not just a person.
Saber stopped when the distance between them was reduced to ten meters.
They had finally met the Servant, their first opponent. Saber carefully studied the opponent with whom she had to fight to the death.
He was handsome, with curly long hair combed carelessly back. At first glance, you could tell that he had beautiful eyes. In one hand, he was holding something about two meters long, which was not much larger than the Servant's height. It was safe to say that this was his weapon. He belonged to the so-called "knight" classes. Two of them were Saber and Archer. Saber was facing the Heroic Soul of the Spear. There was no doubt – the opponent was a Lancer.
The strange thing was that the Servant had two spears.
He held one spear point down, slightly tilting his head to the right, and in his left hand was a second weapon, which was one-third shorter than the first spear.
To use the full potential of the spear as a weapon, it had to be held with both hands. One could imagine a man fighting with two swords, but two spears?
Both weapons were carefully wrapped with a red cloth from the handle to the tip, hiding the shaft. Perhaps this was done on purpose to hide the true name of the Heavenly Phantasm.
– How good that you came. All those who showed off today, walking around the city, hid. Only you showed the courage to respond to my invitation, " the Servant Lancer said carelessly in a somewhat modest and joyful voice. "This fighting spirit... am I right in assuming that your class is Saber?"
"You're right. And you, of course, should be a Lancer.
- Absolutely. Hmm, it's unusual to exchange names with an opponent like this, before a fight to the death. It's a good thing that this is optional.
As a sign of agreement, Saber relaxed her feigned insolence a little.
"You're right. This battle will not bring glory to both of us. After all, you also raise your spear, fighting for a Master from this era?
"Er... that's right," Lancer replied in a dry voice, wincing strangely. He didn't give the impression of a man who wanted a deadly duel. If you looked closely, you could see that he really was a handsome and handsome man.
He fearlessly waited for the attack of his enemies, looking down at them from above. Although his lips were twisted in a grin, but for some reason there was a quiet sadness in his eyes. He gave the impression of a strong man in spirit and body. There was a mole under his left eye that resembled a drop of a fallen tear. This gave his look even more expressiveness and beauty.
Indeed, this face could win a woman's heart at first sight... or did its elegance, which was in the air, make this face so beautiful?
Behind Saber, Irisviel held her breath, then let it out slowly, frowning.
"...Charm magic ... it's not polite to use it on a married woman, spearman.
Obviously, Lancer had the ability to charm women. Since Irisviel's body was the body of a homunculus and was intended to use magic, her resistance to magic was higher than that of ordinary people – a simple woman would certainly have conquered this look.
"I'm sorry, but this curse has been on me since the moment I was born. That's all I can say. Blame it on either my birth or your femininity – " he smiled sadly, shrugging his shoulders.
It was like a charm curse, which was similar to the effect of "mystical eyes", but Lancer from the very beginning only looked at Saber, not paying attention to Irisviel. Perhaps the spell was activated the moment Irisviel saw his face. So, most likely, it was not the effect of the "mystical eyes", but of the"mystical face".
Saber grinned and looked Lancer up and down.
– You don't think my sword will waver under that look, do you, spearman? (Saber)
– It will kill all the fun I can get from our fight, but fortunately, Magic Resistance has always been inherent in the Saber class. Fine. After all, it would reflect badly on my reputation if I killed a woman who was weakened by looking at my face. I am glad that my first opponent turned out to be such a tough nut to crack. (Lancer)
"Ho, do you want a fair fight?" "It's an honor to fight with such a proud Hero –" she smiled, highlighting the word "proud". It was a smile that could only be smiled at by a person with whom you intended to start a life-and-death battle.
– You're welcome.
Swinging his long spear, he pointed it with the tip to the right, simultaneously swinging the spear in his left hand, and then stood up, as if spreading invisible wings. Whatever his attack style was, it was definitely strange.
Saber was also ready for battle, which was due to the flash of magical energy. A wave of magical energy enveloped the girl's elegant black suit like a tornado – and in the next moment, her body was already encased in silver and azure armor. The armor and gloves created by magic were the true attire of the beautiful King of Knights.
- Saber - Irisviel said, swallowing nervously. She felt that the Servants were ready to start a fight, the feeling of this had been in the air for a long time. Therefore, she could not interfere in this battle.
But she couldn't just stand there and watch it. She's just a substitute Master for Saber.
...be careful. I will support you with healing magic, but no more. (Irisviel)
Saber nodded.
– I'll take care of Lancer. But what worries me is that the enemy Master has not shown himself. (Saber)
As Saber had said, the Lancer Master who hadn't shown up was a threat. Usually, the Master had to stand near the battle site and give orders to the Servant during the battle, supporting him with magic. Since Master Lancer was not with his Servant, he had to be nearby to watch the Servants fight.
"Maybe he's up to something. Please be careful. Irisviel ... watch my back (Saber
But her piercing green eyes said something else. They were calm and fearless.
- Trust the Heroic Soul of the Sword. I have decided to consider myself my Master, so you should believe in yourself, Irisviel. (Saber)
That's what her look said.
– I understand. Saber, bring me victory. (Irisviel)
***
All Irisfil could do was stare in amazement at the battle that was taking place right before her eyes.
And this battle developed with incredible speed.
She knew that it would be a ruthless fight that could only happen at this time. Warriors dressed in armor will fight each other with all their might, so that when their swords are crossed, sparks will be struck, and the shadow of the blade will not keep up with the blow…
But the radiation of magical energy and the waves of heat that enveloped her body made her treat this fight differently.
Each collision of the opponents released a strong vortex of air that threatened to destroy everything that was within sight.
The servant, who easily fell to the ground after jumping, blew up the ground under him when landing. The whirlwind accompanying the fight demolished half of the lamppost, which was "lucky" to be nearby.
Irisfil could no longer track their movements – the Servants had developed such a speed. All she could discern were the effects of the exchange of blows.
The tin sheets that covered the outer walls of the warehouse were literally torn off by a gust of wind from Irisfil, and then torn to shreds, like foil. She couldn't even understand why it had happened. Most likely, Saber's sword or Lancer's spear struck in that direction, which caused the air to fluctuate. She couldn't think of anything else.
The wind roared. Faced with creatures that transcended all physical laws, this howl was like a mournful moan.
An uncontrollable storm, breaking out into a deserted street, destroyed and crushed objects that got into it.
A normal fight between them could easily turn this street into ruins.
The War for the Holy Grail…
Irisfil knew about it only from stories and was in awe of the term itself. The moment when myths and legends came to life before her eyes has come.
Legends were revived to life.
Thunderclaps seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, a tremor gripped the earth. What previously existed only in the imagination of people has been miraculously recreated.
– So that's what it's like... a war between Servants…
Faced with what she had thought impossible until tonight, Irisfil continued to stand rooted to the spot and watch the battle…
***
At the same time, Saber felt a similar surprise.
The battle was her native element for her. As a knight, she has been through countless battles, she fought with enemies as confidently as she held a knife and fork in her hands.
In her understanding, the "spear" was a weapon that should be held with both hands. This was what most spearmen did.
She also counted when engaging in battle with a Lancer who was holding two spears in his hands. Surely he was trying to surprise the enemy in this way.
Since he was the Heroic Soul of the Spear, the weapon in his hands was a Heavenly Phantasm. And to find out the true name of the Heroic Soul, you need to find out the true name of his Heavenly Phantasm.
The cloth that was wrapped around the Lancer spears hid their appearance, which could give away the name. It seems that he and his Master were very prudent, since they decided to hide the identity of the Servant in this way.
In this case, it was very easy to explain why he had two spears.
Since Saber didn't know which of the spears was the Heavenly Phantasm, she had to fend off the attacks of both. So all she had to do was figure out which of the two copies was the real one.
It was easy to tell the difference between the usual movement and the one used to confuse the enemy. So Saber kept a close eye on the attacks. She believed that if she could recognize his true weapon, then the chances of winning would increase.
However.
Her own attack was parried for the third time. Saber had to step back, waiting for the next right moment to strike.
"Is something wrong, Saber?" It seems that your attacks are not very successful.
– …
She couldn't respond to his taunt. Each of them had already struck about thirty blows, but she had not managed to injure her opponent.
Lancer swung the spear in his right hand and rushed forward. The attack with the shaft had a large radius of defeat, and in order to get the most out of such a blow, it was necessary to hold the spear with both hands. No, precisely because the spear was held with one hand, the spearman could strike blows that were impossible if he held the spear with two hands.
The spear shot toward Saber at an unexpected angle.
But anyway, the spear had its limits. Because of its length, a gap is necessarily formed between the two attacks. At this time, the short spear in her left hand prevented Saber from attacking.
That's why every Saber attack was cut short when faced with such an impeccable defense.
He used two spears, but it was not noticeable that this was new to him. The Heroic Soul of the Spear held weapons in both hands, and the movements resembled a smooth dance. What kind of drive and will did he have, since he was able to learn such an incredible style of fighting?
– This guy is not bad...!
Before that, Saber was tormented by anxiety that she faced such a serious opponent in the first battle. But suddenly her fear left her. Even though Lancer had the advantage due to his incessant attacks, the reality was different.
He was also exhausted, fighting off Saber's attacks. Despite his taunts, he was also powerless in the current situation.
He was a Lancer, someone who, in theory, should have one spear. But he had two of them – a long and a short one, which means that he could simultaneously attack from both a long and a close distance. If you take into account the fact that it is more difficult to defend against the incessant attacks of two spears, then there was no way he could be in such a situation, being stopped by Saber, who had only one sword.
But.
"This... sword..." said Lancer in a whisper, as if complaining. Not only Irisfil couldn't distinguish Saber's attacks, even the Lancer – Servant – couldn't predict the trajectory of the sword strike in Saber's hands.
The air surrounding the sword was gathered together by a large amount of magical energy, distorting the light that was applied to it so as to make it invisible. And although it was of little use as a Heavenly Fantasy, the result in close combat was more than obvious.
Saber's opponent was attacked by an invisible sword, and she parried his attacks with the same weapon. Lancer's concern was understandable. Even if he recognized Saber's attack by watching her hands, he couldn't suddenly strike without knowing the position of her sword.
Therefore, he could only keep his distance so as not to receive an unexpected sword strike. But his attacks will only be effective when he gets close to the enemy. And even if he managed to parry Saber's attack, he still had to wait for the moment to deliver a fatal blow.
– She's strong…
He was facing an opponent whom he had seen for the first time, and he knew that this fight would be life and death…
A sad smile appeared on his face.
***
The two Heroic Souls focused their attention on the battle without being distracted by the world around them.
But even if they were on their guard, they wouldn't have noticed that someone had slipped into the dock area.
The reason was not only that this "someone" was at a decent distance from the scene of the fight and moved stealthily. He had the ability to "Hide the Presence", which made it impossible for other Servants to detect him. The gusts of the sea breeze ruffled his black cloak; under the skull mask, his lips formed a satisfied smile.
No one had any idea that the Assassin Servant, who was destroyed last night in front of so many witnesses, was now watching the grocery street.
The assassin was in an ideal place for observation – on a crane that stood next to the slope. He was about 500 meters away from the place of the duel. Since the Servants ' eyesight in all respects exceeded that of a human, he could calmly observe the battle. He could even distinguish the expressions on the faces of his opponents. It is unlikely that the combatants had time to realize that they were being watched.
The servant could stay in the ghost form and gather information from a closer distance. But in this form, all his senses were focused on observing the flashes of magical energy; and the order that the Master gave him today was…
"Watch with your own eyes."
And the Assassin, who understood his Master's intention, silently watched the battle from a distance. As ordered.
***
Fast forward to fifteen kilometers to the southeast of the shopping street, where a fierce battle was currently taking place.
Someone was sitting in the darkness of the basement of the Fuyuki Church, immersed in the silence of the night.
His eyes were closed. He did not rest, he listened intently to the silence…
The man dressed in a black cassock was Kotomine Kirei.
From his figure, it was possible to assume that he was thinking about something. It was hard to guess that he was now listening to the sound of the sea breeze, and a battle was unfolding before his eyes, in which sparks were struck when a sword and spears collided.
He saw and heard everything that happened between the two Servants – all this information he received from his Servant Assassin.
Kirei used the knowledge he had learned three years ago. This" trick", called" shared perception", was taught to him by Tohsaka Tokiomi.
Using only the connection created with the help of magical energy, he could feel the same as the creature with whom he had made a contract. In the Holy Grail War, Servants played an important role in carrying out long-range reconnaissance. One of the Servants was an expert in espionage – just an Assassin, and "general perception" was a good help in this case. The only difficulty was that if one of the parties who signed the contract refused, then this ability could not be used.
When Tokiomi, who had personally studied such spells, suggested this to Archer, he immediately refused. As expected, the arrogant King of Heroes would never allow such spells to be used on himself, no matter how insistently the Master would demand it.
Therefore, the only ones who could pull it off were Kirei and the Assassin.
– Something is happening near the factories near the mouth of the Mion River. It looks like the first battle has already begun, " Kirei said.
He seemed to be talking to himself, since there was no one around. Except perhaps an old gramophone, which stood on the table in front of him. His mouthpiece was aimed directly at Kirei.
However, the ancient gramophone answered him with a human voice:
– Not the first; it should be the second battle, Kirei.
And although the sound was somewhat distorted, the pompous tone gave Tokiomi Tosaku a head.
Upon closer examination of this ancient device, it was possible to notice that there was no place for plates and a gramophone needle under the horn; instead, there was a large diamond with a metal wire.
This invention was a catcher of magical energy, which was used by the entire Tosaka family; it was Tokiomi who lent it to Kirei. A similar device was now in Tokiomi's underground workshop, and most likely, the head of the Tosaka family should be sitting next to the same megaphone right now. The synchronous vibration of the diamonds in the two devices changed the vibrations of the air inside the horn, turning the sound into human speech.
These devices were used by the Tosaka family like ordinary people-phones, but for this Tokiomi had to resort to the magic of diamonds.
As soon as the Fuyuki Church was entrusted to the hands of the Reverend Rizei, Tokiomi placed a diamond communicator in it. The Monk Rizei secretly supported Tokiomi, and Kotomine Kirei was placed under the protection of the Church at the very beginning of the War, as the very first Master who knew defeat in it. Therefore, Tokiomi's goal was to establish a connection with both of them.
Everything was absolutely normal outside, Kirei could not contact anyone from the outside world. At the same time, Kirei could not help thinking that it would be easier to use a simple radio.
But the difference between the walkie-talkies and this Tokiomi device was that their conversations could not be intercepted. It was possible to talk for a long time about the differences between the technique and the ritual equipment, but Tokiomi was quite reasonable, which only played into Kirei's hands.
In general, now the Assassin and Kirei were replacing Archer and playing the role of scouts for Tokiomi. Kirei used his own eyes to know what the Assassin was seeing, and not to miss a single detail.
- The battle is between Saber and Lancer. Saber's abilities are very great, definitely A rank.
- I see. No wonder this class of Servants is considered the best. And, by the way, do you see her Master?
– I only see one other person – a woman with white hair, who is standing behind Saber.
"Hmm... it seems that the Master of Lancer knows that it is better not to appear on the battlefield. Not a novice, he understands the rules of the Holy Grail War ... wait, did you say that Master Saber is a white-haired woman?
- Yes. A girl of the Caucasian race. White hair, red eyes; doesn't look very human.
At the other end, Kireya's interlocutor fell silent, thinking about something. Finally Tokiomi said:
"The Einzbern family homunculus?" Is it possible that they continue to cultivate Homunculus Masters? But this is not so incredible…
– Are you saying that this woman is the Master of the Einzbern family?"
"So Kiritsugu isn't Jubstahate's only pawn. Although it's hard to believe that my assumption was wrong.
For the first time in his life, something similar to emotions stirred in Kirei's heart; after a few moments, he realized that the name of this emotion was "disappointment".
– No matter what, this woman is the key to winning the War, so watch carefully, Kirei.
- Accepted. I'll send someone to watch her.
After receiving the necessary instructions, Kirei continued to observe the fight.
But the glowing weapons and flashes of magical energy were no longer as bright as a few minutes ago.
***
The battle between the servants continued. This battle was only interrupted by Lancer's master, who ordered him to fight at full strength. This battle lasted for a long time, until finally Lancer was able to hit Saber on the arm, leaving a wound on it that could not heal. At this moment, they were silent for a while, and at this moment, another servant appeared from the sky.
The chariot circled over the Servants, leaving a trail of disappearing lightning in the air. Then she slowed down and sank to the ground. She stood right between the Servants, making it impossible for them to attack each other. The bright light enveloping the chariot disappeared. The Servants and Masters saw the figure of a muscular man who imperiously towered over everyone else.
- Both of you, put down your weapons. Before you is the King! the voice that rang out was comparable in volume only to the rumble that came from the chariot. The burning gaze of the owner of the voice had such power that the blade and the tip of the spears hesitantly lowered.
Both Lancer and Saber were undoubtedly Heroes; a couple of shouts could not frighten them in any way. However, the Servant who appeared did not attack them – he just interfered in their duel. Both were confused, as they did not understand the reason for such actions.
The owner of the chariot first assessed the determination of Lancer and Saber with a glance, after which he continued sternly.
– I am Alexander, the King of the Conquerors, also known in this country as Iskander. I am participating in this War for the Holy Grail, and I am assigned to the "Rider"class.
If someone had not been shocked enough up to this point, now everyone was discouraged. In the War for the Holy Grail, no Servant will publicly announce his real name and class, as this may give opponents an advantage. But the most excited person who heard Iskander's words was Waver, who was sitting next to Ryder.
– What the hell are you doing, you stupid idiot?!
Waver's mind was so confused that he even forgot about the fear that usually arose when he began to argue with the towering giant of Iskander. As he asked, he shouted loudly at him, grabbing the mantle of the King of Conquerors.
Bang – a merciless snap of fingers and the protesting voice fell silent. Only the middle finger of his right hand paid attention to Waver – Ryder continued to look at the two Servants below, as if no one else existed except them.
– You are fighting each other to get the Grail… I want to ask you about one thing before you continue. I do not know what you want from the Grail. But it is unlikely that your desires can be compared with gaining power over the entire earth.
Although Saber didn't understand what he was talking about, her instincts told her that there was a threat in those words. Her pupils dilated.
– What... what do you mean by that?"
- Hmm? I thought I made myself clear enough, " Ryder replied with dignity, but his voice became more polite and friendly. – Since I have come down to the battlefield, I want to ask if you have a desire to pass the Holy Grail to me? If you give up your claim to it, I will consider you my friends, and I will share with you the pleasure of conquering the world.
This was a very unexpected offer. Saber was dumbfounded, not even having time to feel anger. Standing next to her, Lancer also seemed to be speechless.
Iskander, the King of the Conquerors. Indeed, he was a very unusual Hero. There has never been someone like him in the history of mankind, full of determination and ambition aimed at conquering the world. But even so, what about his suggestion?
He jumped out of nowhere, proudly pronounced his true name, demanding to show respect to himself even before he showed what he was like in a fight: all this left the impression that he was not going to participate in this War. It was the first time someone had behaved like this. It was difficult to say whether it was a wise decision or a stupid act.
– I admire your courage, with which you gave your name... however… it's hard for me to agree with your intentions – " Lancer shook his head, smiling sadly, but his eyes were not laughing at all. His gaze was comparable to the naked blade of a blade. As soon as he met the scornful gaze of the Conqueror King, their gazes seemed to strike sparks of confrontation.
– I will get the Grail; this is the path I chose when choosing the new king of this era. The one who will hold it in his hands will not be you, Ryder.
– You stopped my duel with Lancer because of such nonsense?" Saber asked, right after Lancer stopped talking. The emotions expressed on her face were not as elegant as Lancer's – if there was any smile on his face, it was absolutely not funny to her. She was only annoyed by Ryder's suggestion.
– You've made too many jokes, King of the Conquerors. This only humiliates the knightly honor.
Lancer and Saber glared at Ryder. He muttered something, as if it made him uneasy. Then he put his fingers to his temple and massaged it a little, chuckling softly. And although, apparently, Ryder simply did not know what to do next, his majestic pose did not change at all. He really was a unique person.
– So you agree to become my friends?
"Enough of this nonsense!!! Lancer and Saber answered at the same time, deciding that Iskander would continue until they agreed. Saber continued with a look of disappointment that showed on her face:
- Besides,… I am the king who rules the British Kingdom. No matter what kind of king stands before me, I will never bow my head before him.
- Oh, the King of Britain? Ryder raised his eyebrows, clearly interested in Saber's words. - Quite unexpectedly. The world-famous King of Knights is actually a little girl.
"Then try to survive the blow of this 'little girl', King of the Conquerors," Saber said softly, raising the sword point up. As expected, her left hand was still unable to hold the sword-only four fingers could grasp the hilt. Waves of magical energy enveloped the sword, but they were even more magnificent and divine than when she was fighting with Lancer.
Ryder frowned and took a deep breath.
– You're trying to interrupt our conversation again. What a pity.
When Ryder quietly uttered these words and looked down, next to his feet, he found a look that was full of hatred.
- RAAAAAY-DER!
The pain in his forehead had not subsided yet, but Waver's regret for the stupidity that his Servant had done caused him much more pain. A loud cry from Waver pierced the air over the port area.
– And what... now?! You talk about the conquest again and again, everyone still feels a strong dislike for you... do you really think that you can defeat Saber and Lancer?!
Towering over his Master, the Servant showed no signs of remorse, on the contrary, he laughed out loud.
– Ra... don't people say "it's better to act than to talk in vain"?
– You just publicly announced your true name, and this is what you call an action?!
Waver was so angry that he felt dizzy. He began to drum on Ryder's chest with his weak fists, while tears began to appear in the corners of his eyes.
Watching what was happening on the chariot, Irisfil felt neither contempt nor sympathy. She just couldn't look at it anymore.
The tension that had been hovering in the atmosphere disappeared…
"Really?" Is it really you?
...but the air froze again when a quiet voice came from somewhere on the ground.
This was Lancer's Master, who had remained under the cover of invisibility until now. Even if he (or she?) and he forced his Servant to use his Heavenly Phantasms, before that he had only quietly observed the situation. Now he was asking Waver something. The tone of his voice had completely changed – there was undisguised anger in it.
– I thought that you stole the holy relic, driven by your resentment... but I never imagined that you would have the courage to join the War, "Waver Velvet-kun".
Waver heard someone say his name angrily and immediately realized that he-Waver-was the object of this anger. But even without this, Waver guessed who this person could be.
- This is…
Well, how could he not have predicted this? With his honorary title of honored lecturer of the Clock Tower, he could find another catalyst for summoning another Hero, even if part of the mantle of Alexander the Great was stolen from him. So, it was not surprising that here in Fuyuki City, this person would be Waver's enemy…
- What a pity. Really, what a pity. I wanted my student to be happy so much. Waver, a mere mortal like you, deserves only a quiet and peaceful life among ordinary people.
Waver looked around, trying to determine where the voice was coming from. He couldn't remember how many times he felt sick at the sound of that voice – the voice of the lecturer Kaynet El-Milloy Archibald. The image of blue eyes, full of contempt and false pity, looking down at him, had long been imprinted in the young man's mind-and now he remembered this feeling.
Waver had a lot to say to the lecturer. He managed to make a Heroic Soul – Iskander-his Servant. Wasn't this a magnificent revenge for all the humiliation he had suffered during his three years of training in the Clock Tower?
"Yes. It was no longer a teacher-student relationship. He's my enemy now. I can hate him as much as I want, and I can even kill him. Undoubtedly, he is my opponent."
Throughout all the time that he spent in the Clock Tower, he never stopped hating this arrogant lecturer, and even thought about killing him – but for the first time he really opposed himself to the lecturer. For the first time, Young Waver felt the gaze of a wizard who was determined to kill him – Waver.
The owner of the voice seemed to notice the fear that froze on Waver's face. With an icy mockery in his voice, he continued to speak in a tone that made the young man's hair stand on end.
"Unfortunately, I can't do anything else, Waver-kun. Let me explain something to you. The war between wizards means- " I will go through the horror and pain to kill you without any regrets." Be proud of it, Waver.
In fact, Waver was already shaking with fear, he didn't even notice the contempt in the speaker's voice.
Suddenly, something fell on one of Waver's shoulders, which were now trembling with horror. A giant hand gently squeezed his shoulder.
Waver was confused by such a strong, and at the same time gentle touch. It was the hand of his Servant – the rough and callused fingers that could crush his shoulder caused the little wizard to be awed.
"Hey, wizard. If I understand correctly, it looks like you were supposed to be my Master instead of this boy, " Ryder asked the invisible wizard. A huge smile appeared on Iskander's face, expressing malicious contempt.
– But this is just ridiculous. The one who deserves to be my Master is a warrior who accompanies me in battle, but not a coward who does not even have the courage to show his face.
Silence answered him; but the anger that came from Master Lancer could be felt on the skin. Ryder suddenly laughed – a thunderous laugh that used up all the air in his lungs.
- Come out! There must be others here! Our friends who are hiding from us and spying on us!
Both Saber and Lancer were shocked.
"What's the matter with you, Ryder?"
Looking at the surprised Saber, the King of Conquerors gave her a thumbs up and smiled sincerely.
- Saber and Lancer-your battle was amazing. Could the clang of your weapons have attracted the attention of only one Heroic Soul?
Irisfil flinched, afraid that Kiritsugu had been discovered in his hiding place, but Ryder most likely meant only the other Heroes. It seems that he wanted the whole neighborhood to hear him, and continued loudly:
- Well, wow, what a pity! Heroes from all over the world gathered in Fuyuki! Didn't the valor shown by Saber and Lancer affect you in any way? To have the glorious name of a Hero, but still hide in the dark and spy on others; what cowardice. Even Heroic Souls will be hurt by hearing such words, eh?
With a grunt, Ryder raised his head fearlessly, and a wry smile appeared on his face. There was a challenge in his eyes.
- Heroes called to the War for the Holy Grail, gather here! Those cowards who are afraid to show their faces-know this! Iskander, the King of the Conquerors, will not spare you! Get ready!
........................to be continued (Sry, I tried to make it fast, but it was too late, so i decided just to Ctrl C, Ctrl V this chapter, and translate it using google, also sry for being late)
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Undead_Corpse To be honest, I was planning to just copy a piece from the novel, but they stretched it too much. I tried to skip a few fragments, but then I realized that I was already late with this chapter, so somewhere 75% of Holy Grail War is Ctrl C, Ctrl V
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