Origami sat on the Throne of God, looking down at the three people below.
Ever since she sat on the throne, she had the illusion that she was omniscient and omnipotent.
Whenever I think of a question, the answer will subconsciously appear in my mind.
It was as if the entire world's database had been opened to her.
Take, for example, the combination of these three people in front of us.
Origami's gaze swept over Ereshkigal, the Old Gil, and Ishtar in turn.
The process by which they came to this Holy Grail War automatically flashed through their minds.
One is the Old Gil, who didn't follow the proper procedures of this Holy Grail War and came on his own.
One is Ishtar, the goddess drawn by Gilgamesh and Enkidu.
The last one is Ereshkigal, who was summoned by Ishtar's chain.
The origins of all three people were written in Origami's mind.
As Origami looked at the three people, a word popped into her mind.
It's like chicken ribs – useless.
The three of them were practically the most useless characters in this Holy Grail War.
Because their souls are of extremely high quality.
But after you kill them, their souls will not return to the Holy Grail System.
Instead, they went straight back to the Throne of Heroes.
Or the Inner Sea of the Planet.
For the Holy Grail, killing them would be futile.
It's completely useless.
Origami's gaze lingered on the three of them for a few seconds.
Then he spoke.
"The three of you are of no use to the Holy Grail."
These words hit the three of them squarely in the face.
Ishtar's lips twitched.
"Isn't what you said a bit too hurtful?"
Origami ignored their reactions.
She continued.
"If we keep playing, I'll definitely win."
"But it's estimated that the Snowfield City above will be difficult to hold."
"I promised Tiné that I would help her reclaim ownership of this land."
"What if all she gets in return is a pile of ruins?"
"How embarrassing for me!"
The three of them were silent for a moment.
"So you stopped fighting because you were afraid of losing face?"
Ishtar couldn't help but mutter a complaint.
Origami did not answer.
But her gaze returned to Ereshkigal.
That gaze carried an indescribable sense of oppression.
"Give up the soul of the Servant."
The sound of Origami echoed in the Underworld.
This is your last chance.
"... I see."
Ereshkigal lowered his head.
Golden twin tails cascaded down her shoulders.
She raised her left hand.
The Underworld responded to her will once again.
A dark red light appeared beside her.
Several clear figures could be vaguely seen in the light.
Those were the souls of Servant contained by the Underworld.
Caster Gilgamesh.
Lancer Enkidu.
Assassin· Hassan of the Zealot.
Assassin: Hassan of the Serenity.
Saber - Richard the Lionheart.
Five high-quality Servant souls.
They floated silently in the dark red light.
Ereshkigal glanced at the souls.
A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes.
"For you."
Ereshkigal waved.
The dark red light enveloping the five souls flew towards Origami.
Origami stretched out her hand.
The light from the Throne of God shone on that dark red mass.
The dark red color gradually faded.
It turned pure white.
The souls of the five Servant emerged from the light.
Guided by Origami, they flew towards the entrance to the Underworld.
It flew towards the direction of the Greater Grail.
Origami watched those souls depart.
She could sense it.
The five souls have successfully returned to the Greater Grail.
That's right.
Origami's gaze returned to Ereshkigal.
"You should have done this sooner."
Ereshkigal gave a wry smile.
"I..."
She was about to say something.
Origami has disappeared from where she was before.
The three looked at each other in bewilderment.
"She's gone?"
Ishtar asked a question.
Ereshkigal stared at the spot where the Origami had disappeared.
"They're gone."
Will she ever come back?
Ishtar asked.
"Have no idea."
Ereshkigal shook his head.
I hope not.
Eastern suburbs of Snowfield City.
A secluded underground stronghold near a stream valley.
Origami's figure, carrying the throne, appeared on the ground above the stronghold via a spatial jump from Heavenly Wings.
She had no intention of giving the other party any response.
They didn't even try to hide their presence.
Through the throne, she already knew that Alcides's headquarters were located here.
The sensory experience of Origami spreads outwards.
This area has been abandoned for a long time.
The nearest residential area is more than three kilometers away.
There are no ordinary people.
Confirmation complete.
Realizer Alice activated.
Origami raised her right hand.
A blue protective shield rises from beneath Origami's feet.
The protective shield radiates outwards from the Origami center.
Its coverage area is getting larger and larger.
The entire area where the base is located.
The area is two kilometers in radius.
They were all encased in a blue protective shield.
The characteristic of this protective shield is that it provides internal defense.
Only entry is allowed; exit is not permitted.
The Origami also utilizes another ability of the Realizer, Alice.
Space blockade.
After that, whether it was physical escape, Magecraft transfer, or escape Noble Phantasm.
All of them are impossible.
This time, the other party has no chance of escape.
The ten Origami wings simultaneously turned their cannons.
It was aimed at the underground stronghold below.
"Emission."
Ten beams of light shot out simultaneously from the light wings.
Under the blessing of the Throne of God.
Everything inside the protective shield was completely cleared.
Rocks, soil, and buildings evaporated.
Alcides didn't even have time to react.
His Spirit Origin crumbled the moment the beam of light touched him.
The Servant's soul detaches from its disintegrating Spirit Origin.
Guided by Origami, it flew towards the direction of the Greater Grail.
Inside the protective shield, everything was pure white.
All substances have been completely removed.
All that remained was a huge circular crater.
Alcides, off the field.
Origami has retracted its protective shield and spatial lock.
The Greater Grail now contains the souls of six Servant.
However, the angelic part of her Spirit Origin seems somewhat dissatisfied with this number.
She conveyed a message to the Origami.
I hope Origami can defeat another Servant.
Collect all seven Servant souls.
Only then can the complete process of a Holy Grail War be considered finished.
Origami thought for a few seconds.
Metatron's suggestion does have some merit.
Since we're already here...
If the process isn't completed, it always feels like something's missing.
Seven Servant.
This is the kind of number a complete Holy Grail War should have.
"All right."
Origami said something in a low voice.
Her consciousness once again sank into the omniscient vision provided by the throne.
Let her see who the remaining Servant are in Snowfield City.
The information automatically surfaced in her mind.
The real Lancer Moby Dick.
Master: Sigma.
Origami raised an eyebrow slightly.
Is that the little boy who was protecting that little girl?
He's Master too.
I hadn't even noticed it before.
Origami continued flipping through the information.
And the little girl he protected.