Chiron Leaves the Stage / Darnic's Humiliation

"Get out of here!" Seeing the reckless Berserker attacking him, Vlad III became even more enraged. He waved his hand, and thousands of wooden stakes rushed towards Kiyohime.

"Roar--!!!"

Kiyohime spewed out almost endless flames, which actually suppressed Vlad III's wooden stake for a moment.

"What?!" Vlad III was somewhat surprised. After all, in his eyes, Kiyohime was just a third-rate Servant with nothing outstanding. He did not expect that after using her Noble Phantasm, she could temporarily resist his attack.

"Now!" Jeanne d'Arc seized Vlad III's weakness, waving her Holy Banner and attacking Vlad III's Spirit Core.

"Clang!"

It was dangerous; several wooden stakes appeared in front of Vlad III, blocking Jeanne d'Arc's attack.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!" Kiyohime let out a sharp cry, and the flames in her mouth turned from crimson to blue, and the temperature of the flames seemed to have increased even more.

With Kiyohime's help, Vlad III grew even more powerful. He not only had to deal with Jeanne d'Arc, but also had to guard against Kiyohime!

"Uncle, what should we do?!" Beside Darnic, a girl in a wheelchair named Fiore Fulvig Yugdomilenia asked somewhat helplessly, "If the Holy Grail is gone, what should our family do?"

"..." Darnic clenched his fists and said coldly, "Don't panic, you all retreat first, don't worry about the Servant, get out of here first!!"

"And what about you, Uncle?!" Fiore seemed to have calmed down a bit by now, looking at Darnic and asking, "You're not going to stay here, are you? If you're not here, we..."

The Yggdmillennia family had grown to its current state through Darnic's tireless efforts, and even though Fiore was still young, she knew very well that the family could not afford to lose this uncle.

"I must stay. We still have one last card to play. We haven't lost yet." Darnic gripped his scepter tightly, his eyes filled with madness as he watched Vlad III's retreating figure.

"Uncle."

Fiore looked at Darnic, who was radiating madness, grabbed his sleeve, and said very seriously, "Then let me stay here with you. Since there is hope of victory, I don't need to leave."

"Caules." Fiore looked at the bespectacled boy beside her, whose expression was somewhat downcast, and said in a serious tone, "You take the others and leave. I will stay and keep Uncle company."

"No! How can this be!" The boy, known as Caules, seemed to object to the request.

"Alright! Stop arguing."

Darnic interrupted the siblings. His madness had subsided considerably. He took a few deep breaths. He absolutely could not lose the Holy Grail. He didn't know if he could successfully play his last trump card.

But now the family must continue. Darnic looked at Fiore and said calmly, "Fiore, if I hadn't returned, you would have become the new patriarch of Yugdomilenia."

"Uncle?" Fiore seemed to want to say something more.

But Darnic said decisively, "I've lived long enough. Now is the most crucial time. It's time to fight to the death to ensure the continuation of the family, and then live a quiet, unknown life, living at the mercy of the Clock Tower."

As Fiore watched Darnic slowly walk towards the battlefield, her younger brother grabbed her hand.

"Let's go, sister." Caules took his sister's hand, looking at the still aloof patriarch with a deep sense of respect. Perhaps it was people like him who could make the family even more glorious.

PS: "The third update is coming soon, the fourth will have to wait =A=! I said I'd write ten updates tonight even if I didn't sleep, so don't worry, I definitely won't skip it. Although I'm having a bit of writer's block, if nothing unexpected happens, I should be finished by 3 AM..."

Chapter 229 Chiron's Departure (Fourth Update)

The situation was extremely urgent. Vlad III had no time to rest, and he seized an opportunity to pierce Kiyohime's body with a wooden stake.

"Die!"

Vlad III's eyes flashed with cruelty. He clenched his fist, and countless wooden stakes erupted from Kiyohime's body.

"This little bit of pain!! This little bit of pain!! It's not enough to stop me!!" Kiyohime, who had transformed into what was either a dragon or a snake, roared, flames swirling around her body and burning away all the wooden stakes inside her.

"Roar!!!"

With a roar of dragons, Kiyohime, like a madwoman, continued her attack on Vlad III.

Kiyohime's attack was sudden; her flames nearly endangered Jeanne d'Arc, who was standing nearby. However, Jeanne d'Arc didn't say much. She glanced at Crown of Wisdom, who was still fighting the Willow Man, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

In a few minutes, even the Willow Man won't be able to stop the Crown of Wisdom. We need to quickly eliminate the Black Faction's Servant.

Thinking of this, Jeanne d'Arc took a deep breath and called out to Kiyohime, "Miss Kiyohime, please hold off Vlad III for now. I have something to do!"

"Love! Love!!! Love love love love!!! Hate!!!" Kiyohime didn't hear Jeanne d'Arc's words. At this moment, she seemed to have entered an extremely crazy state. Regardless of whether she was injured or not, she rushed forward to fight Vlad III head-on.

"A mere third-rate Servant!" Vlad III naturally could not tolerate Kiyohime's provocation. If she were a great hero in history, he wouldn't have felt any problem even if he was held back.

But what is this thing? Half snake, half dragon? How could some nobody possibly slow him down?!

Under normal circumstances, Vlad III might have praised Kiyohime's willpower, but what was the situation now? Vlad III couldn't calmly observe the enemy's strengths; instead, he flew into a rage and told the enemy not to stand in his way.

"All Red Faction Servant! In the name of Jeanne d'Arc! I grant you the power of Command Seal to defeat the Black Faction Servant!" Jeanne d'Arc d'Arc raised her Holy Banner, greatly increasing the power of the Red Faction Servant.

"Hey, hey, hey, you have Command Seal, just make them commit suicide." Cú Chulainn retorted speechlessly, "Why don't you just make those Black Faction guys commit suicide? Why do you have to strengthen our forces?"

"No."

Jeanne d'Arc shook her head and replied to Cú Chulainn very seriously, "I am a Ruler. How could I use Command Seal to make Servant commit suicide? Since it is a battle, we must defeat the opponent fairly and squarely. It is an insult to use Command Seal to make them commit suicide."

"You..." Cú Chulainn was about to say something, but the Crown of Wisdom's attack was fierce, so he could only shout, "At this point, do whatever you want!!! Anyway, thank you for your Command Seal."

The Willow Man, who were previously suppressed by the Crown of Wisdom, now seemed to have been given several buffs and began to launch a fierce counterattack.

"Whoosh—!!!"

Red A chopped off Chiron's hand, and Bazett punched Chiron in the chest.

'I'm almost at my limit too.' Chiron smiled bitterly to himself. Even with his brief future vision, he couldn't guarantee that he would be at his peak at all times, nor could he guarantee that he wouldn't make the slightest mistake.

Chiron just made a small mistake, which resulted in Red A cutting off his hand and Bazett punching him.

"That's about enough, it's almost over." Red A gripped Gan Jiang and Mo Ye and continued his charge towards Chiron.

"It's almost over."

Bazett dodged the wooden stakes that were coming at her, and with a pout, she said helplessly, "You really can't touch these things at all."

Immediately, she followed Red A and rushed out. If the next attack successfully hit the opponent, Bazett was confident that she could destroy the opponent's Spirit Core!

"... What a pity."

Chiron sighed, seemingly having seen something. He now only had one hand left, and was completely isolated. Even with Pankration, he couldn't possibly turn the tide.

"If I hadn't used my Noble Phantasm, I might have been able to take one of you with me by now."

Chiron's eyes were filled with regret, but he steadied himself and charged towards Red A, shouting, "Come on! Red Faction's Archer!"

"I will definitely come! Archer of the Black Faction, after all, for my Master, I will definitely win this Holy Grail War."

Red A charged forward, wielding Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, and slashed at Chiron's Spirit Core.

"Snap!"

Even with only one hand, Chiron still managed to shatter Red A's Gan Jiang Gan Jiang and Mo Ye with his fist. However, his fist wasn't made of iron, and blood was already flowing from his intact hand.

Chiron said helplessly, "This is probably my limit."

"Whoosh—!!!"

Red A Projection Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, throwing the two weapons out, and two arc-shaped blades flew towards Chiron.

Chiron seemed to have seen something and wanted to continue shattering Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, but their trajectory suddenly changed, and they flew behind Chiron.

"What?!" Chiron exclaimed in surprise, but he quickly realized he didn't have time to be surprised, as Red A charged at him again.

"Whoosh!"

In that brief moment of distraction, an X-shaped wound appeared on Chiron's chest.

"Shuashuashua——!!"

At this moment, Red A's skills seemed to have reached their peak. He gripped Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, continuously inflicting wounds on Chiron's body.

Chiron still wanted to resist, but he no longer had the strength to do so. The Red A, enhanced by Command Seal, had temporarily surpassed him in all aspects of his stats.

"Pfft!"

With his final strike, Red A pierced Mo Xie into Chiron's Spirit Core, and said calmly, "Well then, goodbye."

"I've really disappointed my Master." Chiron collapsed to the ground with a relieved smile. Although the Holy Grail War was very short, he felt that he had had a pretty good time.

Although he did not win this Holy Grail War, Chiron was not obsessed with victory.

"..." Red A remained silent, then said calmly, "We are all people who pursue victory, but we are not people who pursue the Holy Grail. What we need is what is inside the Holy Grail."

"Is that so? I see... No wonder Ruler summoned you all so readily." Chiron looked into Red A's sincere eyes and seemed to understand something. He gave a wry smile, wondering why Jeanne d'Arc had summoned the Red Faction 'Servant the moment they launched their attack.

It turns out she already knew that what the Red Faction was after was not the Holy Grail.

PS: "Fourth update, six more to go. Anyone want to stay up all night with me?"

Chapter 230 The Humble Darnic (Fifth Update)

Another rider has left the battlefield, and the battle will likely come to an end soon. At this moment, Darnic grips his scepter and walks towards the center of the battlefield.

He did not have Command Seal. Although he still had connections with Vlad III, strictly speaking, he had almost lost his Master status when he no longer had Command Seal.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The wooden stakes were deeply embedded in Kiyohime's body. Even if Kiyohime transformed into a fire dragon at this moment, it would be impossible for her to completely avoid thousands upon thousands of wooden stakes!

"Love! Love!!! Love!!!! I came into this world for love, for Lord Anchin!! What is mere suffering?!" Kiyohime burned her body, maintaining her dragon form, and breathed flames at Vlad III.

Vlad III snorted coldly, focusing on dealing with Jeanne d'Arc Kiyohime, this bizarre half-snake, half-dragon Servant.

"Um?"

Suddenly, Vlad III seemed to notice Darnic's arrival. He silently took a few steps back and said calmly, "Darnic, you should leave now. I can handle things here."

"..."

Darnic remained silent, looking at the situation ahead. He took a deep breath and said in a very calm tone, "My king, I can no longer leave this battlefield."

As he said this, Darnic knelt on the ground, placed the scepter symbolizing the family to the side, and kowtowed deeply to Vlad III.

At that moment, Vlad III seemed to understand something. He suddenly waved his hand, and ten thousand wooden stakes rushed towards Jeanne d'Arc from different angles, causing Jeanne d'Arc to quickly retreat several steps and temporarily avoid the stakes.

This gave Vlad III a moment to catch his breath. He looked at Darnic, who was kneeling on the ground, with a somewhat sinister gaze and said, "Darnic, what do you mean by this?"

"Believe me, Your Majesty, you understand what I mean without me saying anything." Darnic did not look up at Vlad III; he could clearly sense that he was nothing in the face of the legendary hero.

Grand? Head of the family? No! These things could not bring him any sense of security.

Medusa is fighting Red Hare. Red A and Bazett went to support Sigurd. Due to his previous injury, Siegfried is not able to exert his full strength at this moment.

The Noble Phantasm created by Avicebron was also being forcibly held back by the enemy Caster.

Failure seems to be only a matter of time.

"I don't understand, I don't understand what you mean." Vlad III stared at Darnic with a terrifying gaze, his tone icy. "I should have told you not to make that request in front of me, otherwise!"

A murderous aura erupted from Vlad III, making Darnic realize that if he dared to voice his demands, he would die there.

"My king! Please use..."

Before Darnic could finish speaking, countless wooden stakes sprang up around him. Vlad III was reminding him that if he continued, even if Danic was his Master, there would only be one outcome.

"Use that Noble Phantasm!"

In the end, for the sake of his family and for the sake of his legacy, Darnic spoke his mind. He had no choice; he had run out of Command Seal.

He had staked everything on this Holy Grail War. Although there hadn't been a major conflict with the Clock Tower, if he failed this time, there would be no second chance for him to regain control.

That's right, Vlad III has a second Noble Phantasm besides the Kazikli Bey.

That was Noble Phantasm called the Blood Heritage, Noble Phantasm was materialized from the image of Dracula passed down orally in later generations.

It can be said that this Noble Phantasm the one Vlad III hated the most, if it weren't for the fact that the Noble Phantasm could not be removed.

Vlad III will surely dismantle this so-called Noble Phantasm! and trample it underfoot!

As mentioned earlier, Vlad III could accept everything he had done, and he could also face the tragic days he had lived through.

But he absolutely could not accept those false legends!! Those false legends created in his name!! That was not his history!!

"Pfft pfft pfft!"

The wooden stakes attacked Jeanne d'Arc from all directions, representing Vlad III's rage. Jeanne d'Arc was in great distress, and it took her a great deal of effort to avoid being hit by the stakes.

"Whoosh."

With a cold spear pressed against Darnic's neck, Vlad III said in an unusually icy tone, "You should know very well what will happen when you say those words."

"I once told you that no matter what it is, whether it is restoring the family's honor or winning this Holy Grail War, I will help you achieve it."

"But that one thing! That Noble Phantasm! How dare you let me use that Noble Phantasm? That's a stain on my reputation! Even if I die on the battlefield, I will never use that Noble Phantasm, in modern terms."