The Holy Grail War? / The Loss-of-Innocence Liquor and the Wager

If I stay with those three weirdos in my family any longer, I suspect my aesthetic sense and psychology will be severely warped! No, I have to escape that awful place, the farther the better!

Kevin breathed a sigh of relief, finally feeling at ease, and his feelings towards Koko improved considerably.

However, the moment the wardrobe was opened, Kevin's lips twitched, his face turned ashen, he broke free from Koko's hand, and turned to leave.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to change your clothes?"

"Give up! I will never cross-dress!"

Kevin stared at the Arms Queen was holding up her white dress and displaying it to him, and responded through gritted teeth.

So this is what it's like to have a bunch of little brothers around! Koko watched the figure rush out the door, her heart, filled with frustration, finally finding some satisfaction in teasing her rival.

Half an hour later, the two boarded the helicopter. With the roar of the rotors, the familiar scenery below was gradually shrunk down.

Kevin took one last look at the small town where he had lived for several years, feeling a pang of sadness and even a touch of reluctance to leave.

Immediately, the boy pushed away Koko, who had linked her arm with his, and solemnly declared his principles.

"Let's make this clear first, you're only here to play. If you need any help... heh..."

The Arms Queen across from him casually opened his briefcase, revealing a dazzling green interior that nearly blinded Kevin.

"... It costs extra..."

The little boy, who had been looking serious, suddenly broke into a friendly smile as his throat moved.

After all, no one could resist President Franklin's charm.

P. S.: World Mission are now available.

Chapter 398, Section 417: The Holy Grail War?

Europe, France, a border region, the Saint Fath Town.

In the hotel, Kevin carried a baguette, took a bite with a few slices of bacon, and looked across at the old-fashioned church, the loud and solemn hymns of the mass reaching his ears.

"Let me... in a place like this... rob the Holy Grail being transported by the Roman Papal Legion?!"

"Uh-huh..."

Koko poured herself a cup of black tea, then elegantly added some of her favorite ingredients, stirring the tea with a spoon as she smiled and nodded.

"Aren't you afraid we'll be beaten to death by these believers on their turf?"

Kevin chuckled coldly. He had observed some of the customs and beliefs of the Saint Fath Town. The worship ceremonies were complicated, and the hymns were all sung in Latin, indicating that they were staunch supporters of the Roman Papal Legion.

Moreover, after two days of scouting, he also roughly understood the status of the "Holy Grail" in the Roman Catholic Church.

With the emergence of the eight major organizations, more and more New Humans are awakening, and miracles belonging to God are gradually descending upon people. The Roman Papal Legion, a behemoth that has been dormant for thousands of years, is also beginning to exert its power in secret.

For example, in order to win over the hearts and minds of the people, His Eminence the Pope of the Vatican began to extend olive branches to Protestants, Puritans, and other groups, and exchanged ideas with them through processions of Holy Artifact.

Legend has it that the Holy Grail that flowed out of the Vatican this time was not even open to the general public, but only allowed to be viewed by high-ranking officials of various denominations, such as bishops.

Furthermore, according to Koko's intelligence, several "saints" have recently been born in the Roman Catholic Church, which is likely related to the Holy Grail. In this light, the Holy Grail seems to play a crucial role for the high-ranking members of other religious sects.

Getting involved with this thing is like going up against the world's largest pyramid scheme; it's definitely not a worthwhile deal.

Besides, do you think the Roman Papal Legion's Judgment Knight escorting the Holy Grail along the way were just for show? And that doesn't even include the fact that the Anglican Church sent an additional "saint" to contact the Grail's destination.

Koko took a sip of her black tea, her smile radiant.

"Don't worry, I believe you're a professional. You've robbed the Roman Papal Legion's transport vehicles before..."

"Besides, you only need to use some smokescreens; you don't need to engage head-on..."

Kevin sat down in front of the woman with a forced smile, his eyes slightly narrowed.

"So you're just the middleman making the profit? It seems many people don't want the Anglican Church to produce more saints..."

He finally understood why this woman wasn't selling her arms in the Middle East, but instead had come to a small French town to plot her Holy Grail.

It seems that Koko's connections are far more complex than he imagined; she is an agent for some behind-the-scenes organization.

He could be used to slack off on the battlefield or temporarily protect the woman's safety; he wouldn't be at a disadvantage no matter how he was used.

The Arms Queen flicked her nails, her expression Oldest One somewhat somber, before her voice gradually lowered.

"Those restless fellows in the Roman Papal Legion want to take this opportunity to collude with other sects and, under the guise of war, join forces to spread their faith in the Islamic world..."

"They intend to clean up the holy city of Jerusalem, and incidentally take some things they want from it..."

"Actually, I was initially reluctant to provoke the Roman Papal Legion..."

"But the money they offered later was just too much..."

Kevin immediately understood why Koko was deliberately causing trouble for the Roman Papal Legion.

The arms trade is neither good when it's too chaotic nor too peaceful, and the Roman Papal Legion clearly intends to let the Middle East spiral out of control, which is not good for Koko's business and ideals.

Moreover, judging from this woman's temperament, she's probably just here to browse and watch the excitement.

Of course, if the opportunity arises to stab someone in the back and sever the alliance between the Roman Papal Legion and the Anglican Church, she will not hesitate.

Just as the two were trying to guess each other's thoughts, there was a knock on the door. Koko checked her phone, tucked the pistol into her back pocket, and opened the Door Opening with a smile.

Mature Woman with bangs and a bob haircut walks gracefully in, her metallic high heels giving her a casual look around. Her tight black leather pants accentuate her shapely figure.

This woman seemed to have a fondness for Rose; not only were the handles of the two dark gold pistols tucked into her waistband decorated with this pattern, but even the backs of her fingerless gloves bore it.

The Rose is not only aloof, but also has thorns.

"Let me introduce you to your business partner from three days from now... You can call her... Rose..."

Koko closed the door and led the woman, who was looking around, to Kevin, taking the initiative to act as the medium for their communication.

Based on Koko's tone, Kevin could tell that it was a pseudonym that she had just made up on the spot for convenience.

"No need. I have a name— Jill Hera. To be honest, this time I hope to obtain the legendary Holy Grail, which is said to be able to create miracles, to save someone..."

This unconventional woman was not only arrogant, but also quite direct.

At the same time, her doubts about Kevin's abilities were also openly revealed.

"Koko, is this how you found the hunter? I'm not here to play pretend with kids..."

Kevin, who was already not very interested in this operation, directly confronted them head-on.

"Hey, Koko, where did you find this jumping around like Female Monkey? She's so ill-mannered..."

It seems he almost never loses an argument; Kevin has a defiant look on his face, as if he's invincible.

"Bang!"

Koko, whose eyes were twitching, slapped the troublemaker on the head while gently soothing Jill Hera, whose facial muscles were stiff.

Just as the restless Kevin was about to reignite the conflict so he could have a reason to back down, Koko pulled him aside, shaking her phone and speaking in a sickeningly sweet voice.

"Should we tell Zero that you slept with me last night?"

Kevin looked at the devil who had crept from the floor to his bed after he fell asleep last night, hugging him and posing for all sorts of selfies, and a chill ran down his spine.

Holy crap, I've been tricked! No wonder you only booked one room and were even willing to sleep on the floor!

Since that was the case, the pale-faced boy suddenly clenched his right hand, and Koko's beloved phone was destroyed in a burst of sparks.

"Oops, I accidentally used too much force. You don't mind, do you?"

That feigned guilt was an over-the-top performance.

Unexpectedly, Koko smiled and took out another phone from her bag, casually taking a screenshot of their most intimate photo together.

"It's alright, since Jill is here anyway, that phone was going to be destroyed anyway..."

"As for the photos inside, I sent dozens of copies via email, and they're all on file..."

You win, I admit defeat! Faced with this woman who was more cunning than a fox, Kevin had no choice but to surrender and behave himself for a few days until he figured out an escape route.

With Koko's help, Jill Hera and Kevin, who always bickered whenever they met, had no choice but to exchange a few fake smiles and temporarily put aside their old grudges.

After simply dismissing Jill Hera with a confidential document, Kevin became somewhat curious.

"As expected, you're the agent who provided the intelligence and the venue. Tell me honestly, how many more people are coming to join the fun?"

Koko closed her phone, pinched Kevin's cheek, and smiled slightly.

"Besides friendly neutral parties like ourselves, there are six other competitors who haven't arrived yet..."

Upon hearing this, Kevin's lips twitched slightly, a strange thought popped into his mind, and the words slipped out.

"What is this? The Holy Grail War?"

P. S.: Which members of the seven organizations would you like to participate in the game? I'm considering roughly how many people should be selected.

Additionally, Jill Hera, from the game/anime "Gun Gale Online," was the first skin I ever bought with real money. She's a very charming character, so I included her based on the author's personal preferences.

As for catching up on the series, the production quality of the anime is only average, while the manga is more exciting.

Chapter 399, Section 418: The Body-ruining Liquor and the Bet

As night deepened, the once quiet park became somewhat noisy. Three drunkards, huddled together, placed two bags of brightly colored canned drinks heavily on a stone platform, their eyes full of provocation.

"Hey girl, I've bought the alcohol. You dare?"

They had come out for a stroll after getting slightly tipsy, and after needing to urinate, they decided to water the flowers and plants in the park.

As a result, a beautiful woman who was admiring herself here late at night bumped right into him and launched into a tirade about his drinking capacity and behavior while drunk.

Enraged, the three of them clamored to have a drinking contest with the Doll-head Mature Woman opposite them, and this thorny Rose naturally accepted the challenge with a cold smile.

"If we're going to bet, let's add a stake. If one of you is sober before I get drunk, we'll split the three hundred euros..."

"But if you lose, since you enjoy walking your birds so much, you'll have to take off your clothes during the day and run a lap around the town..."

"Wow, I didn't realize she was a rich woman!" The three men's eyes lit up, and they nodded excitedly, reaching out to take the money first.

Jill Hera gave a slight sneer, raised her right leg high, then lowered her heel, stomping it domineeringly onto the stool, forcing away the three impatient hands; her attitude was clear.

Enticed by the generous reward, the three men became incredibly enthusiastic, pulling out their cans, each tilting their heads back to gulp down a bottle, and then defiantly arranging the cans neatly in a row.

Jill Hera didn't even look at them, stretched out her arm, swept the six cans to her side, and drank them down in one gulp without pausing.

"You're a real man! Well done!" The three men gave you a heartfelt thumbs up.

Wow, that infamous Body-ruining Liquor! You drank six cans in one go. Looks like you'll be seeing our bird tonight.

The three exchanged knowing, cold smiles and continued their drinking contest with great anticipation.

This so-called "Body-ruining Liquor" is called Four Loko. It looks like a fruit-flavored beverage and is labeled as having an alcohol content of 12%.

However, in addition to alcohol, Four Loko also contains caffeine, taurine, guarana, and other ingredients. Because the slightly sweet fruity flavor overpowers the other ingredients, it is easy to unknowingly consume these products.

Clearly, this group of slightly tipsy idlers already harbored ill intentions when they bought the wine, planning to swindle both money and people.

Unfortunately, they weren't thinking clearly. How could a monster who could drink six cans in one go and still be standing be an ordinary person?

[Wild Serpent] is an organization that has conducted in-depth research on the combination of Honkai energy and the human body. Their Gene Lock technology has many commendable aspects, and Jill Hera is one of the best among them.

If she wanted, she could drink all the alcohol in the entire Saint Fath Town, and after it was harmlessly broken down through Gene Lock, she still wouldn't get drunk.

Sure enough, after the third round, the three drunkards were flushed, and one of them even vomited on the ground. Their gazes toward the tall, beautiful woman opposite them changed from mockery to terror.

"How about we call it a draw tonight?"

The bearded man on the left, who seemed to have some self-awareness, began to consider backing down.

Are you worthy?

Jill Hera's eyes narrowed, and she couldn't help but sneer, casually downing another can.

The three exchanged glances, then suddenly exerted their strength. One reached behind and hugged Jill Hera's waist, another grabbed the money, and the last prepared to hold down those long legs.

In the blink of an eye, the three were kicked away one after another, kneeling on the ground and vomiting in Affliction.

The woman stepped forward, hooking her toe under the chin of the instigator on her left, preparing to make a few mocking remarks and end the evening's entertainment.

However, perhaps driven by lust, the three men even dared to glance upwards with their filthy eyes.