I Created the Holy Grail War, Shocking the World Chapter 36

[As if her heart wavered slightly, tears streamed down her face even as she smiled, conveying a silent sadness.]

[But she calmed herself in an instant, her thoughts turning into a sword. She swung her blade, severing the threads of emotion, and wisps of profound longing dissipated into the clear breeze.]

[Her past was buried in that ancient history, unknown and unsung by anyone.]

[Only when wielding the Infinite Sword did she suddenly realize her origin.]

[The ancient, white-haired female Heroic Spirit let out a self-deprecating laugh and sighed softly, "Master, aren't you going to intervene?"]

["For now, Saber's Master is easy to control. You saved her life, and eliminating Rider and forming an alliance with Saber is the best option."]

["No need."]

[Luo Shu crossed his arms and smiled contentedly, "I enjoy watching women fight the most."]

[The cold wind rustled, blowing the hem of his elegant, moon-white robes.]

[A dashing young gentleman in white, smiling at the beauty before him.]

[The white-haired female Heroic Spirit became interested, raising an eyebrow. "What if I wanted to eliminate Rider?"]

["Then kill her. Do as you please."]

[The young man in the moon-white feathered robe chuckled, completely unconcerned.]

[He didn't have many desires regarding the Holy Grail; he was merely participating due to his family's status as one of the Three Houses, and he also wanted to test his magecraft training.]

[The Servant had no intention of betraying him, so why stop her from doing as she pleased?]

[After all, she had responded to his summons, and naturally, she desired victory.]

[Why should he interfere?]

["My Master is truly an incredible Mage."]

[The white-haired female Heroic Spirit smiled, but her gaze was fixed intently below.]

[Then, as beautiful, pure blue arcs of light erupted in her hands, the B-rank Noble Phantasm Gan Jiang Mo Ye was projected into her grasp. The twin blades, one black and one white, further enhanced her elegant demeanor.]

["Crack—"]

[Under Luo Shu's astonished gaze, the hilts of Gan Jiang Mo Ye merged together.]

[As a cold mist surged, they formed a longbow, entirely black and white, as clear as glass.]

[The white-haired older sister's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's. She single-handedly drew the bowstring, and endless mana poured into the bow, exuding a powerful aura that seemed capable of shaking the heavens.]

["—Fake·Caladbolg II!!"]

[She softly chanted the incantation, mysterious and profound, drawing attention like a vortex.]

[From her palm, a spiraling sword with ornate patterns materialized.]

[This is a demonic sword from Celtic mythology, wielded by the Irish hero Fergus mac Róich. Its original form is an A+-rank Noble Phantasm, and its wielder is the foster father of Cú Chulainn, another hero from Celtic mythology.]

[Archer modified it to be usable as an arrow, projecting it into existence.]

[Cú Chulainn bears the fate of being defeated by this sword at least once. In other words, this sword can be considered Cú Chulainn's natural enemy.]

The moment the annotation appeared, everyone in the world burst into laughter.

"Isn't this clearly targeting my doggo?"

"LOL, poor doggo."

"Cú Chulainn: If you're a man, fight me fair and square!"

"Archer (pulling out the spiraling sword): Where is my son? Come quickly and face your death!"

"This white-haired female Heroic Spirit is too amazing. From the well-known Gan Jiang Mo Ye of the East to the demonic sword of Celtic mythology... she can project them all. That's quite a leap!"

"I suspect she has a vast arsenal of weapons and can project any Noble Phantasm in the world!"

"Good heavens, what kind of identity does she have then?"

"Could she be the most ancient king in legend, the King of Heroes Gilgamesh, who possesses all the treasures in the world?"

"Hiss, that's very possible!"

"Then isn't Luo-jun guaranteed to win?"

"We're solid, we're solid!"

The scene continued.

[That noble young man in white also looked somewhat surprised, tapping his chin thoughtfully.]

["To be able to project even this kind of Noble Phantasm is quite a surprise..."]

[Atop the skyscraper, the white-haired older sister's eyes were serious. With a slender hand, she placed the spiraling sword onto the bow, instantly transforming it into a fearsome magic arrow.]

[She gently raised her right hand, drawing the bowstring to its full extent.]

[She aimed at the purple silhouette several kilometers away, predicting the opponent's next move.]

[Then, she lightly released the bowstring...]

The BGM, making your skin crawl with tension, began to play. It was like the "Ambush from Ten Sides" played on a pipa, radiating killing intent!

This caused people all over the world to watch with bated breath.

["WHOOSH!"]

A sound of air being torn apart!

A surge of mana shot out, its beautiful radiance like a burning phoenix!

That mana arrow was faster than a meteor, streaking across the sky above the city at light speed.

The camera kept zooming out!

The bustling traffic under the flashing neon lights became incredibly slow, as if frozen.

But the flowing arrow surpassed light, tearing through the air current and piercing everything!

It was incredibly shocking!

Beautiful Country.

The Pentagon.

"To think he can shoot several kilometers in an instant..."

Staring at the attack on the screen, General MacArthur was stunned.

After all, even the world's top hypersonic missile, the Hercules II Intercontinental Ballistic Missile, barely reached 27,000 kilometers per hour upon launch. But the spiral sword in the video seemed even faster than the Hercules.

He just wondered about its blast radius.

Heroic Spirits were indeed terrifying existences...

What if the target of that spiral sword wasn't Medusa, but the Pentagon...

Thinking of this possibility, MacArthur shivered.

He felt fortunate that there were no Heroic Spirits in this world, otherwise, their days in America would surely be difficult.

Britain had King Arthur, Newton, Elizabeth II...

France had Joan of Arc, Napoleon, and De Gaulle from the old De Gaulle family...

Germany had Martin Luther, Iron Chancellor Bismarck, and that little devil Hitler...

How could America, with its mere few pages of history, compete with other old countries?

However, everything came to an abrupt halt.

["BOOM...!!"]

Above the ruins of the academy, a massive explosion erupted into the sky!

The slowly rising mushroom cloud seemed to indicate a nuclear explosion had occurred here.

Medusa and the King of Knights, who were still fighting fiercely, both stopped. The white-haired Heroic Spirit on top of the building frowned, looking somewhat surprised.

She had missed...

Just as the arrow was about to hit Medusa, another arrow shot out from a different angle.

The force was neither too strong nor too weak, but it precisely detonated the spiral sword in the sky. The rolling heat wave caused the ground temperature to rise rapidly, but it didn't harm any Servants, as if someone was secretly warning Rider.

The situation had become chaotic, with multiple forces vying in the shadows.

After all, as the opening battle of the Holy Grail War, they had already drawn considerable attention.

In the cellar of the Matou Residence, Brother Cheng frowned and issued an order.

"Rider, you can retreat now."

"Understood..."

In the ruins, the purple-haired older sister's expression was calm, and she nodded slightly.

Before leaving, she gazed intently at the King of Knights and said calmly, "Saber, there will be a decisive battle between us that will determine life and death."

Then, her body gradually faded, turning into shimmering particles of light and disappearing into the wind.

On the spot, Artoria solemnly raised her holy sword, not daring to rashly pursue Medusa.

The enemy was somewhere, firing a cold shot.

She needed to protect her Master's safety.

The camera gradually shifted.

The image darkened and then brightened, moving to another towering skyscraper.

On the rooftop, a mysterious figure slowly lowered the bow in her hand.

When she was very young, she had shot the arrow of her heart's desire.

Since then, hitting a target had become as natural and instinctive as breathing for her. No matter what kind of arrow it was, she could shoot a perfect shot with it, performing near-miraculous feats.

Even against Heroic Spirits, she was not inferior!

[Then, she calmly turned and left, her figure disappearing from the rooftop.]

[A gentle breeze blew, slightly lifting the hem of the girl's pure white uniform.]

[It was unmistakably the school uniform of Hohzuki Academy...]

Baffled!

Utterly baffled!

"Just what kind of monster is capable of participating in the battles of Heroic Spirits?"

The world felt a slight twinge in its teeth.

And the Sky Screen hadn't even revealed this person's face.

Don't they know we're curious?!

All sorts of speculations arose, but due to the lack of information, the true answer remained elusive.

Meanwhile, in the real world.

In the garden of the Japanese zaibatsu Shinomiya Family, the blonde maid Hayasaka Ai scratched her head in confusion.

"Why does that figure seem a little familiar?"

43. Various Movements, Caster Servant Emerges!

Amidst the world's clamor.

The Sky Screen's visuals remained colorful, and the story took a new turn.

[Under the moonlight, the beautiful King of Britain conversed with a modern Mage girl.]

[As if by fate, the Yukinoshita Family's fated connection with Artoria continued; the magic circle that summoned Saber in the 5th Holy Grail War was precisely the one Yukino Yukino casually inscribed ten years ago.]

[Because of this, it had a negative impact on the Saber summoning process.]