Sakura looked at Gudako in confusion. Every Holy Grail War she had heard of had ended with every participant and summoned Servant bleeding their hearts out before the Grail finally appeared... only to be smashed to pieces.
—It had basically never gotten the chance to fully demonstrate its abilities. You could say it was truly miserable.
"Let me explain this." Da Vinci took out a chart filled with possible events.
She had already heard about this struggle for the Holy Grail. At first, it had merely been a contest between someone who had deliberately used information erasure and Lord El-Melloi II before her.
One had unclear motives, while the other was only doing it for money.
Da Vinci even wondered whether everyone the Mage's Association sent to seize the Holy Grail these days was doing it for money. The Animusphere family was the same. Couldn't they do something proper, like pursue the Root? Maybe it would be more fitting to use it for instant noodles instead.
Complaints aside, they still had work to do.
"We can choose several events from this list to compete for the Holy Grail. Each Master and Servant participating in an event will form a team. Points will be awarded based on placement, and the team with the highest total score in the end wins the Holy Grail. How does that sound?"
"But doesn't that seem rather unfair? This unknown red-haired magus appears to have two Servants?" Lord El-Melloi II adjusted his black-rimmed glasses. He needed to nip the enemy in the bud as much as possible and reduce his own side's difficulties. "Only send out one Servant."
"Yet in terms of strength, neither of our two Servants can compare to your Rider." Da Vinci glanced at Iskandar.
Iskandar burst into laughter. "No matter! Come at