Chapter 91

Gradually, both the college student and Little Red Riding Hood deteriorated significantly. Since the Magecraft couple had died, the Magecraft Formula used to extract the Fuyuki Dragon Vein to nurture Little Red Riding Hood was no longer being performed. Without the complete functions of a human being, Little Red Riding Hood gradually weakened.

Meanwhile, the college student living with Little Red Riding Hood, this non-human being, is also gradually weakening, but he is also beginning to understand Little Red Riding Hood's true nature. He worries that Little Red Riding Hood won't be able to survive in the world after his death. Seeing that Little Red Riding Hood has already taken on the appearance of Sajyou Ayaka, the college student comes up with a final solution:

Since that's the case, then I'll give you everything I have.

Then, Little Red Riding Hood's Wish-Granting Machine activated, and threads of light emerged from her body, gradually enveloping the two of them until they formed a cocoon.

The college student thus became Little Red Riding Hood's sustenance, and her memories and common sense were also accepted by Little Red Riding Hood, thus transforming her into the blonde Ayaka of the FSF world.

In this situation, one can only say that Sajyou Ayaka meant well but ended up doing something wrong.

Therefore, at this moment, the blonde Ayaka, who was recalling everything, returned to her form as the Three-Foundation Mana Furnace, which could theoretically provide infinite Od, and attached herself to Charlemagne.

"I see." Charlemagne sighed upon learning this memory, then smiled. "Rest assured, although our relationship was only master and servant for a few seconds, I will absolutely fulfill your wish. My Brother-in-Law probably thinks so too, after all, he is one of the Lord of the El-Melloi Family, and he needs to return the favor."

While Charlemagne was still alive, he came into contact with the Alien Star Key in the Giant God Ruins at the foot of the Alps, and thus naturally learned about the deeds of Avia and Attila. Therefore, he regarded them as his sister and brother, and for convenience, he would say that they were his sister and Brother-in-Law.

"Don't move!"

A man's angry roar rang out from one of the theater's entrances, followed by men appearing from the entrance dressed in uniform Police Officers attire, aiming stun guns used to suppress rioters at Charlemagne.

Charlemagne, who had gained knowledge from those present, raised his hands and sighed:

"This is really not cool at all, but luckily I should be fine looking like this."

As she was being handcuffed and led out of the theater by the Police Officers, Charlemagne exclaimed in shock upon seeing her reflection in the mirror where the reporters were standing:

"This can't be... how can I look so young!"

With the arrival of Charlemagne, the last of the false Holy Grail and the first of the true Holy Grail, the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City began.

Therefore, once all the Servant have arrived, the Holy One and the King of the Wild Hunt will also arrive as scheduled.

Chapter 173: Declaring war on the twelve Servant other than myself.

"Sister, you're not in Romania at all! You're there now!"

The next day at noon, Sajyou Manaka received a phone call from her younger sister, Sajyou Ayaka, who seemed quite unhappy about being deceived by her good-for-nothing older sister.

"Don't get so excited, Ayaka, I'm on a trip."

"... Are you alone?"

"Of course not, I was playing with my beloved."

"Huh? A lover? Does anyone really want someone like you, sis? Sis, I think you should go out more. You just told me you were bullied and even encountered a NTR guy. Watch less of those weird Anime."

"You'll make me angry if you say that... Hmm?"

While on the phone, Sajyou Manaka suddenly realized that Melusine and Typhon, who had been guarding Novia, were gone, and even Novia herself seemed to be asleep, with her eyes closed.

"Sister, I have to go now, I'll hang up. Ayaka, remember to pay the balance on the apartment I bought."

Although she didn't understand, Aika felt that this seemed like a great opportunity for her, so she hung up the phone immediately.

"Novia?"

Sajyou Manaka moved closer to the silver-haired youth and called out softly. When there was no response, she took his hand and placed it next to her face, revealing a joyful smile.

But at that moment, she saw the Command Spell in the young man's hand, the same Command Spell she had in the Labyrinth years before.

In other words, Novia's summons, which she had been waiting for almost a day and a night to complete, were finally successful.

"... Why? Why am I not Novia's Master this time?!"

The 40-year-old woman was quite disappointed with the result.

Indeed, in this Holy Grail War, after almost all the Servant had appeared, at this final moment, Novia successfully connected with something.

Therefore, the spirit is elevated, as if it were now some unknown distance from the earth.

In that darkness, his spirit, filled with an unknown sense of satisfaction, strode forward, and with each step, a ripple spread through the darkness.

And the tiny circles that can be seen everywhere listen unhindered to countless past scenes that remain lost to this day, and then guide them back to their place.

Novia even saw glimpses of his past in Rome, where he was trusted unconditionally by many people, and he felt ashamed because he felt he hadn't done anything for them...

But when they looked at him, it was as if they were looking at their own Future, filled with anticipation.

This place is so noisy, so empty, yet so radiant.

Finally, in the narrow space that spans countless times and memories, Novia saw not Gaia, nor Alaya, but the Human Order.

Without needing many words, a mere glance was enough for Novia to understand the request that Human Order had for her:

For the sake of the world, you must stop Alcides from erasing his very essence, the concept of 'Heracles', from the world.

In the silence, the silver-haired man gazed quietly at the Cross on his chest and nodded slightly.

I agree.

And so, the next moment, all the Servant participating in the Holy Grail War, including their Master, along with the Magecraft in the snowfield, heard the sudden sound of waves, even though their Flesh were still intact.

It was like the sound of the Mediterranean Sea waves crashing, yet also like Revelation of the concept of death.

As dawn approaches on the coast, the faint light that should illuminate the surroundings is instead tinged with a deathly black.

Everything stretched infinitely to the left and right, the sea shrouded in the black dawn, with no end in sight.

A world shrouded in the black dawn? Or the distant horizon? Or perhaps nothing at all?

They couldn't help but close their eyes and listen to the sound of the waves, but apart from the sound of the waves, everything was quiet.

Meanwhile, the Chains of Heaven from the Age of Age of Gods, the ancient King of Heroes, the Avenger who want to erase their own existence, the Monster whose Fate are sealed, and the Deity who descend upon the Present World.

Or perhaps, the progenitor of Western Europe after the Age of Gods, the embodiment of "plague," the writer who created heroes, the killer who did not know who he was, the fanatic who learned the skills of his predecessors, the one who tried to merge himself into the old man's shadow, the special Watcher, the madman who learned "illusion" from the Holy Spirit.

At this moment, everyone understood and realized one thing --

The heavens wept, raining down blood; the tides roared and swelled with sorrow; in that instant, the entire world was reduced to a single hue.

The Revelation of destruction came as a call, bringing annihilation; in order to continue, in order to resist destruction, they were willing to fall from the heavens...

Since that day, and into the First Century AD, human activity has continued to this day because of what happened on this coast.

The sky was cloudless, the ground was still, and the land was devastated.

Under the light of an unknown source, the thick black fog tore apart, revealing the ruins and walls covered with moss and dust.

Just as if ravaged by a storm, traces of battle still remain here, the accumulated footprints, or perhaps scars.

On the rocks that still exist, there are traces of destruction, countless drops of blood and flesh abandoned on the barren land, and completely torn Limbs buried in the dust.

More often, there were tearing claw marks and huge claw prints, covering most of the area, as if three ferocious beasts would gallop through the area at any moment and completely destroy the already precarious world.

The shouts and roars of those times seem to be forever etched in the air, as if you could hear them again if you closed your eyes.

But everything has eventually passed away, leaving behind this desolate, empty coastline, where one can slowly see the lush green land and the azure ocean.

Just as the night passes and the Sun rises, it is only natural.

The generations that have passed are forgotten, and the generations to come will not remember them either.

Then, from the Sea of Light was born above the coast, countless stars fell like rain.

At the edge of the coast, amidst the burning of hunting fires and Thunderbolt, a giant tree with seven branches was shrouded in pitch-black mist.

A silver-haired youth, seemingly from an eternal world, appeared on the shore and opened his eyes, as blue as the ocean, to the crowd.

Life is unpredictable, and disputes are hard to resolve, but the Taiga that can swallow them all exists here, and no matter how many years pass, the world will continue.

Just by looking at them, Magecraft feel a flower-like presence bloom in their hearts. It has no color or form, but it is like a faint fragrance that makes one want to embrace it.

Even so, what has been will be again, what has been done will be done again.

As if in response to his words, a gentle breeze blew from the distant mist, causing his silver hair to flutter slightly.

"There is nothing new under the sun; therefore, my friends, take heed—"

The man gazed at everything and smiled.

Even in darkness, there will be none.

In this world that could be mistaken for eternity, countless tiny lights suddenly rose into the sky, eventually causing this world to dissipate and covering the entire Snowfield City in the Present World.

And so, the most terrifying declaration of war in the history of the United States Holy Grail War came to an end.

The Magecraft in the town reacted in various ways: some sensed the danger and fled, while others held onto hope before the legendary miracle master, now plotting to seize power from his Master.

The faint Od emanating from Snowfield City was so subtle that even the local Magecraft Snowfield City could hardly sense it.

However, the appearance of this mysterious sight could be observed even in distant foreign lands, at the Clock Tower of the Mage's Association headquarters, and even reached the Eternal City.

Although no one died in the end, the unexpected figure changed the minds of both the Mage's Association, which had originally planned to observe the battle, and the Holy Church, which intended to remain silent. This was no joke that could be ignored.

Because it was something that could leave the Magecraft world speechless, manifesting itself on the land of Snowfield City.

The Pope Novia, who is believed to have laid the foundation for the Magecraft world from the first to the fifth century and was privately known as the 'Holy Spirit,' appeared during the Holy Grail War.

174: The Great Melee Before the War (4k5)

Just hours before the announcement of the final and most terrifying battle in the true and false Holy Grail War, and before Novia revealed her arrival to everyone.

In the Great Creek Valley north of Snowfield City, the second round of the Holy Grail War is taking place between the Servant.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes, and Alcides has fallen into the path of Revenge.

"Oh, it really is this guy."

When the Archer King of Heroes had attacked the city center from here saw the golden ship that had arrived before them, they muttered quietly, their expressions a mixture of admiration and self-mockery.

"You barbarian who launched the surprise attack, let me turn you into a rust remover for the treasures in my warehouse."

Gilgamesh, who had come rushing in, landed on the Supreme Being ground from the bow of the ship. His words made the Archer standing ten meters in front of him slowly look up.

Alcides remained silent, calmly drawing back his bowstring, and without hesitation released an arrow at the girl peeking out from behind him as the King of Heroes spoke.

This is a girl named Tiné, the patriarch of a clan that has lived in the Snowfield City for thousands of years. Her purpose in participating in the Holy Grail War is not to obtain the Holy Grail, but to eliminate the Magecraft who ravaged her homeland and the Holy Grail War itself. She sincerely regards the King of Heroes Gilgamesh as her Lord and serves him.

The supersonic arrow hurtled toward the girl's face, but was easily deflected by the King of Heroes's Blessing. Despite this, Alcides continued to fire arrows, his sole intention being to provoke the King of Heroes named Gilgamesh.

Gilgamesh may not have realized the provocation, or perhaps he had, but he was agitated by the other party ignoring him and constantly targeting the girl who was his Master. His calm tone was tinged with Wrath as he continued:

"I see. If one is obsessed with victory, or wants to take the easy path to Vijaya, then this is indeed the right choice. I might also, depending on the situation, use the same trick as you."

Then, in the next instant—

"But that's precisely why I was able to do those things! They were acts that no ordinary person like you could possibly allow!"

Gilgamesh stood proudly behind him and on the high ground, opening the gates of "The Gate of Babylon" and unleashing countless Noble Phantasm upon Alcides.

The entrance to Alcides's vault, which was surrounded from all sides, began to sway like a tornado, making the somewhat frail Alcides appear vulnerable.

But he wielded the bow in his left hand, deflecting the torrential Torrential Rain of Noble Phantasm with a speed that even surpassed the common sense of Heroic Spirit.

Finally, when everything had calmed down, what appeared before Gilgamesh and Tiné was Archer, completely unharmed, brushing the dust off his long cloth and the countless mountains of Noble Phantasm piled up around him.

The silence of the King of Heroes and his entourage temporarily dominated the highlands, but that tranquility was shattered by Alcides' suppressed laughter.

"Heh... heh heh heh pfft... heh ha ha..."

A laugh, clearly mocking, came from beneath the long cloth covering Alcides' face.

"... What's so funny?"

Gilgamesh asked the question expressionlessly, while Alcides clearly stated the sentence to him.

"—You're too weak." He continued, "All you do is throw weapons around mindlessly... You might as well just throw sand at me... Anyone who can be dealt with like this is either an incredibly weakling... or a beast incapable of reason."

"Oh?"

Gilgamesh did not fly into a rage; instead, a smile appeared on his lips.

Alcides proclaimed to such King of Heroes:

"Haven't you heard the cries of that endless Mad God, already melted into the tides of the world...?"

"... What?!"

In an instant, Gilgamesh felt a surge of madness arise in his mind. Although he quickly suppressed it, on the battlefield, a mere moment can determine life or death.