"All in all, this Holy Grail War was sure to be quite intense. Father Kotomine, what did you think?" Sakura looked toward Kirei.
Kirei took out a sheet of paper. "Ahem. I also believed it would be very intense. Some contestants might even have to withdraw. I've already received the list of withdrawals. It seemed that Red Faction's Saber did not intend to come to the first match."
"At the same time, Black Faction's Berserker did not intend to come to the venue either. So now, let us announce the first match—"
"Holy Grail Beach Volleyball!"
This match was divided into two camps, Red and Black. Every member of the winning camp would receive a full five points, while the losers would receive none.
Red Faction consisted of Caster, Lancer, Saber (Shirou), and Gudako.
Black Faction consisted of Rider (Iskandar), Saber (Artoria), and Berserker.
"Wait, Kirei, what about me?"
Gilgamesh, dressed in swimwear, asked angrily.
"Wasn't it because we were afraid you'd wreck the rules that we didn't invite you? But since you want to participate, I suppose that's fine. Just don't turn this Holy Grail War into a complete mess."
"Hmph. I am the rules!"
Seeing the atmosphere grow increasingly lively, Sakura was delighted. "Since all the contestants from both sides have arrived, and both Red and Black are each missing one participant, let the first match officially begin!"
Caster trembled slightly. That lineup on the other side—the bulging muscles of Iskandar, the King of Knights, and that glittering golden Servant.
But Kuzuki was behind her. She could not back down!
"Master, leave receiving the volleyball to me."
Kuzuki took her hand. "I understand, Caster."
Gudako cracked her knuckles. Beside her, Da Vinci looked troubled as she stared at the volleyball in her hands. "Gudako, I'm not good at