However, Darnic was now attempting to devour the Servant's soul without performing the ritual.
After all, this was the soul of a Heroic Spirit—a supreme and massive soul that could activate the Greater Grail once seven were gathered. An ordinary human could never withstand it.
The result—
The "Black" Lancer revealed a triumphant smile.
Humans indeed could not devour the soul of a Heroic Spirit, but—
If all he did was imprint Darnic's nearly century-long obsession onto it, then there was indeed a negligible possibility.
Originally, Darnic and Vlad III both had overconfident, prideful personalities. They were remarkably similar on the level of mind and soul.
Combined with the Command Spell's coercive effect, and perhaps even the slightest bit of success—
Darnic's extraordinary obsession allowed him to accomplish this impossible miracle.
"Stop! Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop...!"
The "Black" Lancer roared with a resentful expression.
"I am the King of Wallachia, the son of Vlad II—don't enter my body, aaaaaaaah!"
His face gradually transformed into another blurred visage that resembled both Darnic and Vlad III, making him look like a shapeless monster.
"Good. Now you are me, and I am you! King... no, vampire! Your power will become our shared possession! Everything is for the Holy Grail! My dream and hopes will take root inside you and live forever!"
The magus's existence was now parasitically embedded in the soul of the Heroic Spirit Vlad III, spreading with the invasive force of cancer cells.
Everything was irreversible. A new monster had been born.
"What a cruel uncle..."
With Shirou comforting her, Sajyou Manaka gradually calmed down.
She watched the situation unfold and spoke, her voice tinged with sympathy and curiosity about what would happen next.
"But, Saber, when a Master and Servant's flesh and souls become one, they can never be