The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

A gas explosion can't just blow up a street and then blow up two buildings at the same time, can it?

The Masters and Servants participating in this Holy Grail War are also processing the information generated tonight.

Manshu was sitting in his room, troubled by something, so much so that he hadn't turned a page of the book in front of him for a long time.

"Your Majesty, what are you thinking about?"

When Matou Kariya, who came to deliver the tribute and books, noticed the expression on Manshu's face, he knelt down beside Manshu and asked.

"Is it so obvious?"

Manshu snapped out of his thoughts, closed the book in his hand and put it aside, then subconsciously asked a question.

Matou Kariya replied respectfully, "Since I came in, you haven't turned a single page of the book you're holding, nor have you even glanced at the food and wine."

"Saber, Archer, and Rider... if we leave them alone, they might put on an interesting show, but it'll take a while."

Manshu didn't say it explicitly, but only described it vaguely.

To be honest, Manshu doesn't feel much urgency so far.

The fact that Manju was able to see several times was simply to satisfy his inner desires by giving up some opportunities and choosing to experience his past fantasies.

The same is true now. Since the Three Kings' Feast storyline has arrived, it's still fun to participate and watch, but this means a long period of dormancy.

After all, if the story is to continue, it seems that no Servant can leave the stage.

The three main characters need no introduction; Lancer must be kept in check before Saber leaves the stage, and Assassin is irrelevant.

"I see. So you're troubled by this too. Is it because the Servant's body restricts your time?"

Matou Kariya roughly understood what he meant, and touched his chin, pondering how to respond.

Kariya Matou didn't think for long. After a moment's hesitation, he looked at Manju and asked, "Your Majesty, how much do you crave the Holy Grail?"

“That’s a very good question, Kariya.”

Manju suddenly laughed and praised him.

"Then I understand. Fifth, I was just worrying unnecessarily, actually troubled by such a question."

The successive victories and advantages made Manshu somewhat arrogant. As an ordinary person, suddenly possessing great power would naturally lead to arrogance, especially since Manshu had not yet encountered any setbacks to puncture his arrogance.

But ultimately, Manjusaka's purpose is fixed: to achieve seven victories, lift the Holy Grail, and gain new life.

Even if you want to play around, you must at least ensure that it is safe. You cannot let victory slip through your fingers because of arrogance.

Wouldn't that make me the same kind of person as Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes? Even if I am Gilgamesh, I'd rather be the Gilgamesh from Blue Silver.

If something like this were to backfire because of a carefree attitude, it would be utterly ridiculous and laughable.

"My need for the Holy Grail surpasses everything. I'll rest for a day, and then turn the Tohsaka family into ruins."

Manju said to Matou Kariya, referring to himself as "I" rather than "Yu".

"There's no need to rush to deal with Tokiomi Tohsaka, Your Majesty. Rider's group seems easier to handle, since his Prison Master is just an apprentice at the Clock Tower."

Kariya Matou advised that he was the one who most wanted to defeat Tokiomi Tohsaka, but for now he could put his desires aside.

“I was going to praise you again, Kariya.” Manju shook his head and raised his hand. Kariya immediately stopped talking and lowered his head to listen attentively.

"You just spoke words of wisdom, so why is your impatience now blocking your wisdom?"

"I forgot your previous teachings," Matou Kariya said with shame.

"My actions may be because of you, but they are definitely based on my own thoughts. Don't let your emotions cloud your judgment, Kariya."

"However, I have no right to reprimand you like this today, as I am also hesitant and confused because of my own emotions."

After saying that, Manshu smiled, picked up the wine that Matou Kariya had brought from the table, and poured the wine into two glasses.

"Let me pour you the wine."

"I can't speak," Matou Kariya quickly said.

"This is what you deserve." Manshu stopped Matou Kariya, poured the wine, and handed him the glass.

Matou Kariya respectfully accepted the wine cup and drank the wine.

Matou Kariya seemed fairly satisfied with this, and Manju didn't say much.

Although he felt that the relationship between the two was a bit strange, since they were both enjoying it, there was no need to say anything more.

As long as it can be maintained, it doesn't matter even if it's illogical.

Thinking this, Manshu also raised his wine glass and drank the wine in the glass. It was indeed a good taste.

"Now, get ready. You must be really looking forward to it."

Manshu patted Matou Kariya on the back and said.

"By the way, with your magical skills, you probably can't fight Tokiomi Tohsaka, right? I'll have the goddess Isis give you some of her powerful magic. If you can defeat Tokiomi Tohsaka directly, victory will be in our hands."

The battle between Masters will definitely be decided faster than the battle between Manjushri and Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes. As long as the King of Heroes doesn't use Ea directly, their battle should last for several hours.

“I will certainly not fail your trust, my king.”

Matou Kariya knelt down in excitement, looking so excited he almost climbed up to kiss Manju's shoes.

Although I feel that if Manju brings it up, Matou Kariya will most likely do it.

"You must not lose control of your emotions at that time. The power that the goddess Isis bestows will not be much for you. Even if I can share the glory bestowed upon me, only a small portion will flow out of me. So you must keep your emotions in check and look for an opportunity."

"I will, my king," Matou Kariya said firmly, having calmed himself down.

"I'll be watching your victory closely, Yan Ye," Man Shu replied with a smile, pouring another glass of wine.

"Consider this a preliminary celebration." Manshu raised his glass and handed it to Matou Kariya, then poured himself a glass, clinked glasses with Matou Kariya, and drank.

Manshu stopped drinking the wine on the table, and Matou Kariya cleaned up the table before leaving the room.

“Gilgamesh, perhaps we should consider close combat.”

I believe in Matou Kariya's return at night, but we still need to be prepared for both possibilities.

It's best to be in control of your own affairs; otherwise, if something unexpected happens, there won't be any chance to salvage the situation.

The best opportunity to defeat the King of Heroes would be if he didn't have a breakdown in Warehouse Street.

This time, we'll see if we can seize the opportunity.

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The performance of Ramses II in the sixth chapter of the theatrical version was really poor. What were those giant electric spheres and grave mounds? It made me feel terrible. I can only look forward to the Heavenly Silver.

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Thank you for the monthly pass, Leif. Thank you for your support.

Chapter Sixteen: The Showdown

It was still night. Three days had passed since the night before the warehouse incident, and Fuyuki City had enjoyed a few peaceful days, but that peace was shattered that night.

The solar boat, radiating a deadly heat, cruised through the sky, spreading its warmth to the entire city.

"Does that guy think he's still in ancient Egypt?"

"The overseer of the Fuyuki Church, Kotomine Rissatsu, said indignantly."

Such phenomena could previously be explained away with excuses like mirages, but after a few recurring occurrences, new reasons have to be devised.

Undoubtedly, this is all adding to his burden of work, which is a real headache. The previous Holy Grail Wars did not cause such a commotion.

Even he felt a little overwhelmed, but he also deeply appreciated how wise his decision to help Tokiomi Tohsaka was.

At least Tokiomi Tohsaka, as the manager of the local spiritual vein, is a person who abides by the rules and tries his best to maintain the rules of the magic world.

……

"Was the Assassin near the Matou residence killed? Was it Saber or Lancer?"

Still in the Tohsaka family's basement, Tokiomi Tohsaka listened to Kirei Kotomine's report.

"It was probably the Berserker. The Assassins were killed by a sudden golden light, without even seeing who killed them before they died."

"Berserker? It seems that Kenneth's bottom line is much more flexible than I thought. Whether he has teamed up with Matou Kariya or Einzbern, this is bad news."

Tokiomi Tohsaka tapped the ground lightly with his formal cane, frowning.

"what should we do?"

"Don't act rashly before you're sure. Send all the Assassins over there and tell them to be careful, so they don't die so easily."

"I see."

Kirei Kotomine disconnected the communication and got up to head to the Matou residence.

……

"Almighty goddess Isis, please bestow your magical light upon me, so that I may share it with the fool before me, and let him feel your wisdom and greatness."

Sitting on the sun boat, Manju murmured a prayer, and magical light fell upon him, then appeared at his fingertips.

Manju pressed his fingertips to Matou Kariya's forehead, and that ray of light entered his body.

That was the magical power of Isis, a sorcery that even the sun god Ra feared.

Accepting this power seemed somewhat difficult for Matou Kariya; his body trembled uncontrollably, and he couldn't even stand up, collapsing to his knees.

"Anucateh, goddess of the Nile, you bring life and wealth to both banks. Please bring the water of life to the poor man before me, so that he may bear the wisdom of the goddess Isis."

And so the fountain of life flowed from Manju's fingertips, which Manju fed into Matou Kariya's mouth, nourishing his body and increasing his wisdom.

Although Manju had previously bestowed life force upon Matou Kariya to heal his body, that time it only restored his body to its former healthy state, merely restoring the body that had been hollowed out by the Crest Worms.

It seems that Matou Kariya's original physical condition was insufficient to withstand Isis's intelligence, but thinking about it, it makes sense. Matou Kariya had never undergone any training, and the eleven years he spent running away from the Matou family were just a mediocre existence.

I admit I was a bit inconsiderate, but I've made up for it now. It just caused Matou Kariya a little trouble, but he probably won't mind.

Recently, this guy has endured far more suffering than this over the past year, and it's even more terrifying.

"Well……"

Matou Kariya let out a groan, writhed on the ground a couple of times, and then regained consciousness.

"How does it feel?"

"A lot of knowledge is swirling in my mind, about curses and the magic of death. I may need some time to sort things out."