However, Saber did have many questions she wanted answered, so she would not deliberately undermine Li Zihan.
"Won't you continue pursuing the Holy Grail?" Saber could not help asking as she looked at the young man who seemed utterly unconcerned with it. "With the power you inherited from Berserker, you are fully capable of continuing."
"There's no need. That Holy Grail is already broken." Li Zihan calmly updated the information on this Holy Grail War. "In the Third Holy Grail War, the Einzbern Family summoned Angra Mainyu, a Heroic Spirit of the irregular Avenger class. But Avenger was unexpectedly weak and died quickly. His soul was recovered into the Greater Holy Grail, whose colorless power was contaminated by the malice upon him."
"The Holy Grail is broken?" Saber looked dazed. On the day they had eaten barbecue, when Li Zihan mentioned that the Holy Grail had two forms, she had vaguely sensed that something was wrong. She had dismissed it as an illusion then, but it turned out her premonition had been right.
Then what have all our efforts meant until now? Saber clenched her fists tightly, bitterness written across her face.
"Although there's a way to repair it, repairing that thing is exceptionally difficult." Li Zihan continued acting as an emotionless information NPC. "You'd probably need a top-tier Caster. Unfortunately, none of the magi in this Holy Grail War, myself included, can handle it."
A Caster is needed? The image of a smiling white-haired figure flashed through Saber's mind. She shook her head, inwardly calling herself crazy. She had actually considered entrusting something as important as purifying the Holy Grail to that unrecyclable piece of trash.
It seemed this time would not work. Saber could clearly sense that the boy before her was telling the truth. Her expression remained