To Become a Heroic Spirit, I Have to Make Waves in History
Chapter 1241

A War on the Brink

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Late at night on the second day.

"Can you ride a horse, Ritsuka?" Anno asked Fujimaru Ritsuka as he led over a horse.

The Sphinxes were too large a target and would certainly arouse suspicion. If they were going to launch a surprise attack on the main gate, riding horses was the best option.

"I can." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and smiled as he stroked the fine horse's head. "Not only can I ride a horse, I can drive too. I even learned how to operate planes, helicopters, and tanks at Chaldea."

".You really have become impressive." Not knowing what else to say, Anno could only offer that remark.

He did know what tanks and planes were, after all. Otherwise, he would not have said Fujimaru Ritsuka was impressive.

"Haha, I just thought they might come in handy someday." Scratching the back of his head, Fujimaru Ritsuka swung himself onto the horse and looked at Anno. "We're heading to the Holy City now, Mr. Anno. Are you ready too?"

Anno lowered his head slightly, a faint smile on his face.

"Yeah." He nodded. "I'm ready."

He placed a hand over his chest and withdrew the Holy Grail from his Saint Graph.

Setting the Holy Grail on a nearby table, Anno removed his left arm.

The instant it separated from Anno's body, the left arm reverted to the form of the Holy Sword.

Holding Excalibur before his eyes, Anno examined it for a moment before letting out an involuntary laugh.

The smile on his gaunt face was ugly.

Setting the Holy Sword aside for the moment, Anno picked up the Holy Grail again and placed it where the Holy Sword had been.

The Holy Grail became Anno's left arm, replenishing the emptiness and frailty of his body and restoring him to his

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