The Holy Grail War had entered a new stage. The chaotic balance among the various factions had been broken, and now that the Masters had clear objectives, they would surely employ every means at their disposal and ignite an even fiercer struggle.
As the eye of that storm, Sakutsuki felt no panic whatsoever. If anything, he was rather impatient.
In terms of combat strength alone, aside from the King of Conquerors' EX-rank Army of the King and Gilgamesh in Serious Flash mode, there was really nothing he had to fear.
Still, out of caution and his instinctive habit of hoarding supplies, Sakutsuki continued stacking the odds in his favor and preparing trump cards. That was why he had not seemed particularly active.
Beyond the famous scenes from the Fourth War that he had always been looking forward to, Sakutsuki's gaze had already moved past this war. He was more focused on how to purify the black mud and attain rebirth after claiming victory.
The so-called Fourth Holy Grail War was merely an entertaining serial drama. Until Sakutsuki was fully prepared, there was no harm in letting it continue as it was.
As for his preparations, he had already reached an agreement with Touko Aozaki, and the puppet was on its way; the Matou Estate's surplus resources had all been exchanged for magecraft materials, and he could begin making Displacement cards within the next few days; after last night, his Third Magic had improved somewhat, and he could try contacting the Winter Saint seated at the core of the Holy Grail, perhaps even use the Third Magic to trace back her consciousness; Assassin had also found True Ancestor blood in the secret vault of the Clock Tower's Department of Law. He had no idea whether it belonged to that one...
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