Type-Moon: Starting in the Fourth Holy Grail War, but Transforming into a Spirit
Chapter 181

Sajyou Ayaka?

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" Metatron."

Energy began to accumulate inside the cannon barrel.

Gilgamesh's pupils contracted sharply.

He recognized it.

Last time in the desert, it was this very move that pierced through his Cluster of Marduk.

"Miscellaneous--"

" Kadour."

A beam of pure dark light shot out from the cannon muzzle, pierced through the floodwaters, and struck the pale blue protective shield directly.

The beam of light passed through the outer wall of the shield without encountering any obstruction.

Then it hit everything inside the shield.

Everything was swallowed up by that dark beam of light.

The space inside the shield was completely filled by the impact of the beam of light, leaving no room to dodge.

Gilgamesh hit head-on by the beam of light.

He didn't even have time to utter a complete curse.

His Spirit Origin began to crumble under the power of the Kadour.

Starting from his limbs, golden particles peeled off his body like sand, scattering inside the shield filled with dark light.

Those eyes burned with resentment and Wrath until the very last moment.

Then.

Inside the pale blue protective shield, there was nothing.

The flood created by the Sword of the End Enki began to recede slowly after losing Gilgamesh's magical power.

The water level is dropping at a rate visible to the naked eye.

" Gil--!!"

Enkidu's voice came from afar.

For the first time, genuine hesitation appeared in those emerald green eyes.

He saw it.

I saw my dearest friend's Spirit Origin turn into golden dust and dissipate.

" Gil!!!"

Enkidu yelled and charged toward Origami.

Countless chains materialized in his hands and wrapped around the Origami from all directions.

The chain touched the Origami's body.

All invalidated.

It's useless.

Nothing worked.

Origami didn't even glance at him.

She has already set her sights on the next person.

Red-skinned savage.

The floodwaters are receding, revealing the pitted and uneven ground beneath.

Alcides stood on a rock protruding from the water, holding a large bow in his hand, his dark red eyes warily watching the Origami in the air.

Origami raises her right hand.

Pale blue light emanated from her palm, attempting to construct a spherical shield that provided internal protection where Alcides was located.

Just before the shield closed, Alcides leaped to the left.

The protective shield closed behind him, leaving an empty space.

I tried Origami again.

Alcides once again jumped away at the last moment before closing the gap.

The third time.

The fourth time.

Each Origami involves constructing a protective shield in a different position, at a different angle, and at a different time.

Each time, Alcides, relying on that almost supernatural intuition, jumped away at the last moment.

"Damn it, this red-skinned savage's intuition is too accurate."

Origami cursed inwardly.

At the same time, Hippolyta, riding her warhorse Kallion, charged from the side, her battle axe aimed at Origami's waist.

The axe blade touched the surface of the Astral Dress.

Invalidate.

Hippolyta was thrown back by the recoil and rolled several times on the water before regaining her balance.

Enkidu created a large number of earth weapons from another direction to bombard the area.

All invalidated.

Origami didn't even glance at them.

In any case, their attacks were ineffective against him.

Fight if you want, whatever.

Origami continued to concentrate on her whack-a-mole game.

The fifth time.

It jumped away again.

What kind of monster is this red-skinned savage? Does it have radar installed in its body?

Origami frowned slightly.

Just then...

At the edge of the battlefield, new magical reactions appeared simultaneously from two directions.

From the southeast direction.

A woman with silver hair and red eyes, wearing a long white dress with a dark blue satin ribbon bow at the neckline.

Her long, straight, silver-white hair fluttered in the wind, and her beauty was so exquisite that it seemed otherworldly.

Beside her stood a girl with long blonde hair, wearing a large black and white striped bow hair accessory on the side and a dark blue vest.

Ishtar.

There is also Haruri Bozak, the Master of the true Berserker Humbaba.

From the northwest direction.

A blond man dressed in silver-white knight's armor, wearing a long crimson cloak, had an excited glint in his eyes.

Beside him stood a figure draped in a black hooded cloak, a veil covering his mouth and nose, revealing only a pair of cold eyes.

Behind the two, there was a blonde girl wearing black-rimmed glasses, a sailor uniform, a pleated skirt, and black pantyhose.

Richard I.

Hassan of the Zealot.

Sajyou Ayaka.

Origami glanced at the newcomers.

Another bunch came.

Are all those flies that were hiding in the shadows now unable to sit still?

Ishtar stood on the edge of the battlefield.

Her gaze fell on the silver-white figure in the air.

The Spirit Origin of this silver-haired girl has a very peculiar structure.

It is not of Greece, Northern Europe, India, Mesopotamia.

It's somewhat like...

From the perspective of biblical mythology.

Could she be an angel's ally? Or a fallen angel?

But that's not entirely true.

The texture of that power has both an angelic purity and a twisted, reversed dark side.

Very interesting.

"Then let's say hello first."

Ishtar slightly raised her right hand.

Dozens of golden rays converged from her side and then shot out simultaneously, aiming directly at the Origami in mid-air.

Golden bullets streaked across the receding floodwaters, leaving scorching trails in the air.

Origami sensed these attacks.

But she didn't even make a defensive move.

He didn't even tilt his head.

Dozens of golden rays struck Origami's body.

Everything has been rendered ineffective by Atheism.

The golden light vanished without a trace the moment it touched the surface of the Astral Dress, as if swallowed by a black hole, without even causing a ripple.

Ishtar's red eyes narrowed slightly.

"Oh?"

Origami is currently busy playing whack-a-mole.

The eighth time the protective shield was constructed.

Alcides jumped away again.

"That red-skinned savage is so annoying!"

The ninth time.

It jumped away again.

Alcides held his greatbow in his hand, and after each leap, he would fire two more arrows at Origami.

The arrows were, of course, rendered ineffective, but this very act annoyed Origami.

"You'd better stay put and not move!"

Just as Origami was completely engrossed in chasing Alcides and playing whack-a-mole...

A hearty, almost excessively cheerful male voice came from the northwest.

"Oh my god! Is that silver-haired girl the super-powerful Servant they were talking about in the news? She looks amazing!"

Richard I.

Lionheart.

He stood on a high ground at the edge of the battlefield, his red eyes burning with pure excitement and curiosity.

"Completely ineffective against any attack? That's so cool!"

He looked around.

There was a dead tree branch exposed at my feet after the floodwaters receded.

He bent down and picked it up.

Richard held the branch up in front of him and gripped it like a sword.

"Well... that should be fine."

The light in his red eyes turned fiery.

A golden light began to shimmer on the branches.

That wasn't light emitted by the tree branch itself.

Rather, it's a concept that was forcibly imposed onto tree branches.

The concept of Excalibur.

" The Clarent Blood Arthur!"

Richard swung the branch he was holding down.

A golden beam of light shot out from the tip of the withered tree branch, its size far exceeding that of the branch itself, and its power was so great that it shattered the rocks beneath Richard's feet.

A golden beam of light streaked across the battlefield, heading straight for Origami.

I felt the Origami.

This strike embodies the concept of the Excalibur.

That is the Holy Sword of the Star.

Weapons not made by humans.

[ Atheism ] is in effect.

The golden beam of light struck Origami.

Then it disappeared.

But the problem is...

The special effects of this move were absolutely amazing.

The golden flash exploded the moment it hit, and even though it didn't cause any damage, the blinding golden light still made Origami's eyes dazzle.

A golden afterimage lingered in my field of vision.

Although no physical harm was suffered, my attention was certainly drawn to it.

She turned her head to look in the direction from which the golden beam of light had come.

Richard I's branch had shattered into pieces, and he was shaking off the sawdust.

"Wow, it didn't work after all. But it was so cool! That complete nullification effect was so cool!"

Origami: "..."

Is this blond knight an idiot?

Richard Origami looking in her direction, the excited expression on her face instantly faded by a third.

He turned to the side and quickly said something to the blonde girl with glasses behind him.

" Ayaka, step back! Step back now!"

Sajyou Ayaka didn't hesitate either.

She turned and ran.

Her legs, encased in black pantyhose, took their longest strides, the hem of her pleated skirt billowing as she ran.

This kind of battle is not something an ordinary person like her can get close to.

Origami watched the retreating figure of the blonde girl with glasses run away.

Ayaka.

The name that the blond knight just called out.

Ayaka.

Something clicked in Origami's mind.

This name sounds familiar.

In addition, there was her appearance—I felt she looked familiar when I saw her on the street before, but I couldn't remember who she was.

Now the name and face match.

If paired with a blond knight...

Isn't that Sajyou Ayaka?

The one in the fragment of Azure Silver.

Root Princess Sajyou Manaka sister.

Origami spoke in the direction the blonde girl with glasses had run off into.

The sound wasn't loud, but in front of Servant of this caliber, it could easily travel hundreds of meters away.

"Aren't you the younger sister of Root Princess Sajyou Manaka of the Root? What are you doing here in the United States participating in the Holy Grail War?"

Sajyou Ayaka, who was running, paused for a moment.

She stopped.

His brows furrowed tightly.

Then she turned her head and looked at the silver-haired girl floating in mid-air in the distance.

"I don't call Sajyou Manaka sister."

Her voice carried a hint of confusion and frustration.

"It shouldn't be the Sajyou Ayaka you mentioned either."

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