Opening Thunderstrike, Modifications Continue

For a moment, people all over the world stopped what they were doing. Even those intending to commit crimes temporarily suppressed their impulses, found a place to sit, and prepared to watch the Light Screen in the sky.

After a three-day hiatus, the Light Screen appeared once more, and the entire world was impatient to watch.

The Light Screen from three days ago had left such a profound impression on the world that global interest remained at a fever pitch, forcing those celebrity idols accustomed to buying trending spots to swallow their tears and stay silent.

Furthermore, the incident two days ago involving a super Mystery attacking Chiba City was now known globally. Many had fallen into a panic; even though the Mystery was eliminated, the fact that a place like Yingzhou could be targeted by a super Mystery was hard for many to accept, and they desperately needed something to boost morale.

Originally, governments had planned to announce the situation regarding Artoria over the next few days to bolster public confidence, so the appearance of this Light Screen actually served as a helpful boost.

At the very least, the moment they saw the Light Screen, even those lost in hesitation and fear felt a sense of relief.

Then, they couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment, as three days felt far too long—truly like living through years.

Three days! Three days without the Light Screen! Do you know how we spent these three days?

Hurry up and start broadcasting already!

Sunflower seeds, peanuts, crisps, popcorn, soda, watermelon, coffee—not a single one can be missing!

Such were the reactions of the onlookers.

The professional organizations of various countries were naturally much more methodical; experts and professors were immediately summoned to start work, preparing for a new wave of speculation and analysis.

Among all these organizations, the one most prepared was undoubtedly the former Supernatural Disaster Countermeasures Office, now known as Chaldea.

Because Artoria possessed a special status and had displayed power capable of shaking the world, while also serving as the absolute core of the new organization, she already held special privileges and did not need to remain at headquarters at all times.

But others were not so lucky. Those who had appeared in the Light Screen and their families remained at the temporary headquarters of Chaldea—after all, having evolved into a massive international organization, the old headquarters was no longer suitable, and a new one would be built in the suburbs of Tokyo.

In addition to the Emiya family, the Tohsaka family, and Kotomine Kirei who had arrived earlier, there were a few new faces today.

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, who appeared in the Light Screen as the greatest warrior of the Fianna Knights, had also been found in the real world.

Mr. Diarmuid, a gymnastics coach in Osaka, and his fiancée had both been brought in.

Then there was Waver Velvet, who worked as a university professor at the University of Tokyo, and his mentor, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, who also held a position at the University of Tokyo, possessed numerous research achievements, and held a significant status in academic circles.

These were all individuals who had appeared in the Light Screen. Although Kayneth had not appeared directly, his voice was too distinctive; when they found the now-adult Waver Velvet, they had conveniently dug out the forty-something academic heavyweight, Kayneth, as well.

Yes, those who appeared in the Light Screen like Waver Velvet were now adults. The thirty-six-year-old Waver stood over 1.8 meters tall, with long hair and a gaunt, weathered face, exuding the distinct aura of a corporate slave from the Yingzhou region.

If not for the direct evidence of photos from Waver's youth, no one would believe he was the timid, weak-looking boy with the bob cut who appeared in the Light Screen.

However, they were indeed the same person, as the young Waver looked exactly like that weak boy in the Light Screen.

In that moment, those who knew the truth couldn't help but sigh that time was truly a ruthless blade.

And so, amidst these sighs over the passage of time, the Light Screen began.

The events in the Light Screen picked up from where the last one left off.

The Conqueror King Iskandar made an imposing entrance, grandly declaring his true name with the air of a hegemon, leaving the whole world stunned and shocking everyone within the Light Screen to their core.

"My name is the Conqueror King, Iskandar! In this Holy Grail War, I descend upon this world under the class of Rider!"

The Light Screen began with Iskandar revealing his identity—a classic scene replayed. Even though they had already seen it, and had rewatched it via recordings over the past few days, seeing it again through the Light Screen, they were still captivated by the charisma of Alexander the Great.

The Light Screen was more than just an image; when watching it, it even gave one an immersive feeling, allowing one to clearly perceive the spirit of the heroes and legends within.

Then, they saw the weak-looking Master, Waver, with tears of fright in his eyes, grabbing the Conqueror King's cloak and shouting with all his might, though still sounding quite pathetic: "What are you thinking?! You idiot!"

Snap!

A crisp sound followed as the Conqueror King used his index finger—nearly as thick as Waver's forearm—to flick Waver on the forehead, causing him to let out a mournful cry and collapse into the chariot, clutching his head in silent agony.

Feel the pain, Waver!

Countless people watching Waver in the Light Screen had this thought, followed by a sense of sympathy.

Then, the Conqueror King, ignoring his Master, turned his gaze to Saber on the left of the chariot, and then to Lancer on the right.

Taking a deep breath, the Conqueror King smiled and said, "Although fate has pitted us against each other for the Holy Grail, I wish to ask one thing first—you two..."

Opening his arms, clenching his fists, and grinning, he spoke with heroic fervor, "Will you join my ranks and yield the Holy Grail to me?"

Lowering his arms and slamming his fists together, he continued, "If you do, I shall treat you as friends and share with you the joy of conquering the world!"

After these words, a silence fell over the scene.

Outside the Light Screen, the whole world was equally silent, stunned into speechlessness by this opening shocker.

Ask others to yield the Holy Grail to you? And then you can become friends and conquer the world together?

In an instant, countless people around the globe wanted to retort, but there were so many points to mock that they didn't know where to begin. Many people's impression of the Conqueror King shifted from a heroic figure to a brainless buffoon—an extremely narcissistic buffoon at that.

Of course, not everyone thought so. At least some felt the Conqueror King was truly grand, and many young people with "chuunibyou" tendencies thought he was incredibly cool.

This display of overwhelming kingly aura was simply too cool; it was the perfect template for a gang leader, a school delinquent, or a yakuza boss!

If the Conqueror King were in the real world and raised his arms to call for followers, many late-stage chuunibyou sufferers and those lacking common sense would surely join his ranks.

After all, conquering the world—doesn't that sound incredibly cool?

They were already itching to jump into the Light Screen and accept on behalf of Saber and Lancer.

However, Saber and Lancer clearly didn't have the chuunibyou mindset of becoming someone's lackey. Lancer immediately gave a disdainful smile, his eyes closed like the Crooked Mouth Dragon King, and said with deep loyalty: "I am afraid I cannot accept this proposal. The only one to whom I shall offer the Holy Grail is the new lord with whom I have sworn a contract."

At this, he opened his eyes, his smile vanishing as he fixed a sharp gaze upon the Conqueror King: "However, that person is absolutely not you! Rider!"

Then, King Arthur spoke up as well, saying with great calm: "Is this the farce you interrupted my duel with Lancer for? Had I not been more than just a knight, Rider, this would be an unforgivable insult."

Upon hearing this, the Conqueror King wore a helpless expression and scratched his head, before making a universally recognized gesture for 'money': "The terms can be negotiated."

Lancer let out an angry roar: "Enough!"

"..." Saber said nothing, but her gaze toward the Conqueror King was as if looking at a complete blockhead; in all her years as a king, she had never seen such a brain-damaged fellow.

Directly rejected, the Conqueror King looked at his own hand, wearing a blockhead expression as if doubting whether he had made the wrong gesture, then scratched his head again, seemingly pondering how to continue.

Saber spoke up at this moment: "Alexander the Great, you are indeed a great king renowned in history, and there are many kings who followed you or were conquered by you. But, that does not include me. As a king myself, I also have things I must uphold and protect."

"Therefore, there is no need to speak of recruitment; that would only make me think you are the same as those self-righteous feudal lords I have met before—all of them clowns."

This was not the naive knight from the pen of Urobuchi, but the true Knight King Artoria, who had remained pure after witnessing countless deceptions, malice, and cunning. She struck back at the Conqueror King's 'arrogant recruitment' with the stature of a great king.

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