Is it that serious?
Looking Servant the two heavily injured Heroic Spirit lying on the bed, Amakusa Shirou felt that things were out of his control, and his original confidence was shrouded in a shadow.
Archer Atalanta is just average, First-Rate Heroic Spirit Servant, not comparable to the top tier. But Lancer Achilles is a true top-tier Heroic Spirit Servant, and even Demigod Level powerhouse from Greek mythology.
Even such a being had an arm severed in an instant by the opponent; if Achilles hadn't been skilled in speed, he probably would have perished there.
The thought of this made Amakusa Shirou feel a pang of fear.
Their Swordsman had already shown their guard and hostility. If they were to lose the three Servant Heroic Spirit, there would be no point in continuing the Holy Grail War; they might as well just concede.
"The black lancer who attacked my eldest sister should be Vlad III from historical legend, but something's off about him; he's far beyond his usual strength. As for the second one, I didn't see him clearly, only that he was very strong, so strong that I was powerless to resist."
Achilles, still relatively sober, no longer wore his usual carefree smile, but instead appeared serious, clearly aware of the formidable strength of his opponent.
This Holy Grail War is going to be tough!
" Vlad III likely received a boost from his homeland, so he shouldn't be too difficult to deal with. As for the mysterious heroic Heroic Spirit you mentioned, it should be the one Karna encountered. He calls himself Wang Hao, and judging from his appearance and demeanor, he's very likely from that mysterious ancient Eastern kingdom."
After a moment's thought, Amakusa Shirou Shiro analyzed the situation based on the available information and realized that it must have been the mysterious Heroic Spirit, Wang Hao, Servant had made the move.
That was a terrifying being whom even the Demigod Karna feared, so it's not surprising that he could severely injure Achilles in one move.
"An ancient country in the East?"
Achilles narrowed his starry eyes slightly, clearly wary.
If the other party really comes from that mysterious ancient Eastern country, things will be terrible.
Compared to the bloodline inheritance they relied on in Greek mythology, the ancient Eastern countries advocated self-cultivation. The power cultivated bit by bit from scratch is extremely formidable, and it is difficult for anyone of the same level to rival it.
Are you alright?
Seeing Achilles's still bleeding shoulder, Amakusa Shirou asked with concern, a hint of worry in his eyes.
He had already used every means to treat Achilles' injuries, but he still couldn't get his severed arm to regenerate quickly.
Losing an arm would reduce Achilles ' strength by at least 30%, which is not what he wants to see.
"My arm must have been sealed off by the other side using some method, but it's not a big problem; it will grow back in three days at most."
Ignoring his own injuries, Achilles looked at Atalanta lying on the bed beside him with heartache. Even in her unconscious state, her fair face was twitching uncontrollably, clearly enduring inhuman pain.
"I'm sorry, I've tried my best to suppress the illness within her, but it's the power of the Black Lancer's Noble Phantasm, and it's a conceptual thing, which is very difficult to eliminate. I can only barely suppress it and let its power slowly dissipate."
With an apologetic expression, Amakusa Shirou felt that this Holy Grail War had truly gotten off to a bad start. First, he had a falling out with his own Swordsman, then his mission to send Karna to intercept Ruler failed, and then his own Berserker was captured by the Black Faction, while his archer and cavalry Servant were also severely injured.
Even the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City wasn't this difficult!
"You all get some rest, I'm leaving now!"
Seeing that Achilles didn't want to say anything more, Amakusa Shirou wisely left the room, but stopped abruptly after walking for a short while.
"Your original plan is no longer suitable. Do you have any contingency plans in place?"
A beautiful figure emerged from behind; it was Servant Amakusa Shirou Heroic Spirit Semiramis.
She also realized the severity of the current situation. The Black Faction's spearmen were not so bad, but the mysterious Eastern Heroic Spirit Servant Wang Hao was a real problem. There was basically no one on their side who could contend with him.
With such an extraordinary entity appearing, their previous plans were clearly no longer suitable, and they had to come up with a completely new plan.
"We have lost Spartacus, and the Swordsman have also turned against us. The five Heroic Spirit we have are not enough to contend with the Black Faction."
In this game, we are at a significant disadvantage; the only way to turn the tide is to involve a third party.
At this moment, Amakusa Shirou regained his usual confident smile. After all, like Darnic, he had been planning for this for sixty years and had even participated in the last Holy Grail War. Naturally, he had a plan to deal with all possible situations.
Faced with such a huge disparity, it is absolutely impossible to win on one's own. Therefore, only by bringing in a third party and uniting to fight against the Black Faction can there be any chance of victory.
Although this will introduce many variables into the Holy Grail War, it is the best solution at present.
Wang Hao was unaware of the conversation between Amakusa Shirou and the others about him; at that moment, he was in a restaurant, picking fights and finding fault.
That's right, it's nitpicking and finding fault!
"Is this food for humans? How dare you call yourself the best chef in Romania with this level of skill?"
Wang Hao pointed at the dishes on the table with a look of disgust. To be honest, the dishes made by ordinary people were really not very good.
Although he is not a person who values enjoyment, he is still willing to splurge a little if he has the means, especially when it comes to food and drink.
After all, he comes from a great food-loving empire, and the pursuit of delicious food is in his nature.
He hadn't really experienced the worlds of the Smiling, Proud Wanderer, Proud Wanderer and Hokage before, since he didn't have the means back then. But in the Pirate King Universe and the Legend of Qin World, he had enjoyed quite a few delicious foods.
The kind of cooking, made with top-quality ingredients and prepared by chefs with powerful cultivation, has far surpassed the general limits set for the three elements of color, aroma, and taste in dishes.
"I'm so sorry, sir, but our chef is indeed the best in all of Romania. Even the big shots from Yggdmillennia often come here to eat."
Perhaps you're not used to our cuisine. How about I find you a chef who specializes in Huaxia dishes?
The restaurant manager said with a forced smile, "This is a real tycoon. He walked in and tossed out a gold bar that almost blinded everyone. We have to treat this kind of god-like customer well."
People wouldn't mind if they nitpicked or even demolished his restaurant, let alone nitpick.
"Clear this table from my sight, and bring all your cooking utensils and ingredients over. I'll cook myself!"
Wang Hao said impatiently, while taking off the suit jacket that Fiore had prepared, rolling up the sleeves, looking as if he was ready to take charge himself.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and do as our distinguished guest instructs!"
The manager hurriedly instructed the surrounding waiters to serve him; one had to accommodate such a god-like customer—this was a true VIP!
"Um... sir, is this your friend?"
Seeing the girl in red suddenly appear on Wang Hao's table and start eating and drinking voraciously, the manager and the two waiters beside him were stunned. They hesitated and looked at Wang Hao, unsure whether they should clear the table of dishes away.
"No, but it would be a waste to throw it away, so let her eat it!"
Wang Hao walked towards the restroom without looking back, ready to wash his hands properly.
Washing your hands thoroughly before cooking is common sense. While chefs don't need to go to the same level as surgeons, they still need to wash their hands properly.
"Uncle, didn't you say you weren't coming?"
The girl in red, tearing into her steak, glanced sideways at the fierce-looking man with sunglasses beside her, her eyes filled with undisguised disdain.
She had just brought this guy along, since she could tell that the picky fellow was someone who didn't care about money and probably wouldn't mind the small amount of food.
As she expected, the other person didn't care about it at all.
Then this vain uncle came over shamelessly.
"I was just thinking about something, but I didn't mean to miss out. How could I let such a great opportunity slip by?"
The burly man picked up a roast chicken and began to devour it, then casually grabbed a bottle of expensive red wine from the table and gulped it down.
These two were Mordred, the Swordsman of the Red Faction known as the Rebellious Knight, and his Master, Kairi Shishigou.
Little Mo inherited her father's love of food, so after arriving in the world, she insisted on having a big meal and going to the most luxurious restaurant.
Kairi Shishigou brought it here, but when he saw the prices on the menu, he was completely dumbfounded.
Although he was a First-Rate magician, his social circle was always within the magic world, and he himself didn't have much money, which was especially true for ordinary people. He didn't carry much cash with him this time.
It wouldn't have been a big deal, but what can you do when this Heroic Spirit is Servant a glutton, with an astonishingly large appetite—he's practically a giant glutton.
Ordering just a dozen or so dishes emptied his wallet by half, and this guy actually said he was only half full.
This is making things difficult for him, Kairi Shishigou!
Just as he was trying to figure out how to persuade the brat, his savior appeared.
That huge table of dishes, especially the whole roasted cow in the center, would definitely fill that brat's belly to the brim!
He just didn't want to lose face, so he watched Little Mo come over, intending to test the wealthy patron. As it turned out, the patron was indeed a very wealthy patron.
Then he joined in the enjoyment.
After washing his hands in the restroom, Wang Hao glanced at Little Mo, who was gorging herself on food and drink, and a subtle smile appeared on his lips.
That's right, he came specifically for that brat Little Mo.
Speaking of the previous life before this time travel, it was quite good. He had a strong admiration for the female lead, the King, but he was unable to express it due to the circumstances.
Regardless of the circumstances, the original owner of this body did indeed have feelings for the female protagonist, Our King. He even went into a state of madness and self-blame after hearing of Our King's death, otherwise he wouldn't have been assassinated by that woman.
Since the original owner had designs on the female lead, Our King, then this brat Little Mo can be considered his child, and he might become this brat's stepfather in the future!
Therefore, it's essential to give them a heads-up beforehand, and for a true foodie, there's nothing better than using delicious food as a way to get them in.
It just so happens that he was bored in the Legend of Qin World back then, and he also learned a lot of cooking skills, which even earned him unanimous praise from Yanfei and the other women.
I imagine that the culinary skills passed down from our great Huaxia are enough to conquer Little Mo's wretched stomach!