The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Just as negative memories and emotions, like a burst dam, were about to overflow from Tsubaki Kogaoka's eyes, a voice rang out.

That one sentence alone dispelled the fear that had been surging through Kuangqiu Chun's heart, putting her at ease.

"You found me! Here, have some candy."

The voice said this, and a graceful hand offered a bivalve shell to the slug, containing a sticky, honey-like substance.

The owner of that hand is a beautiful being with a neutral appearance, making it impossible to determine their gender; they are roughly similar to Enkidu.

However, the other party's attire and clothing were different from Enki's, which was simple and plain. His makeup was unique, and he wore a bright red dress, which made him look noble and luxurious.

"Um... are you a very great person?"

Seeing the incredibly glamorous yet out-of-place attire before him, Kugaoka Tsubaki couldn't help but ask.

"It's a pity that my greatness is a thing of the past, and I'm not even human anymore. No, my existence has always been in a place unrelated to values ​​like greatness."

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"Ah, we've come to this difficult topic again. I'm sorry, it's been over two thousand years since I last spoke to a human. Well, that's not quite right either, because I'm just an echo... Ah, how did we end up talking about such difficult things again? It's because I'm so incompatible with humans that dreams and water both chased after me, leaving me withered and dried up."

His exaggerated, theatrical behavior made him weep bitterly in the corner of the room.

"I didn't expect to see this so soon after arriving. It's quite a good performance."

Just as Kugaoka Tsubaki was about to take a step out of concern and ran to the beautiful woman's side to comfort her, another male voice came from behind him.

"Who goes there?!"

The distressed beauty immediately raised her head, revealing a cautious look.

"Having only sensed something here, as the current master of this underworld, it is only right that I investigate all the shadows hidden here."

"The master of this world is clearly... the sun whose light was taken away in just a short while, an incomprehensible death, is it also a great god of the West?"

The beautiful woman was about to refute, but she immediately noticed the dark sun hanging high in the sky and the change in ownership of the world.

The girl in front of him probably only owned this mansion.

"So, is this unexpected event happening in the world right now part of your plan?"

The beautiful woman questioned loudly.

"If I were one of the planners, would you, a piece of trash, have any right or opportunity to question me? Even now, who gave you the courage to question me and offend the majesty of the sun?"

Manshu only uttered a question in return, and the figure in front of him rippled like a shadow that had been shaken apart.

If it weren't for the presence of the swollen children here, the sentence that would have fallen would have been as severe as the might of Heaven.

"I don't mean to offend you, but because of the unusual situation here, I want to know what's going on."

The beautiful woman quickly squatted down and said apologetically.

"It's just a bunch of scheming guys plotting something they couldn't control at all. Because of their flawed plan, they've ended up in this situation."

Seeing that Canxiang's attitude was not bad, Manshu did not continue to make things difficult for her. Instead, he thought for a moment and answered her.

"Okay, although I feel like you probably won't need it, you can bring it over if you're planning to use it."

The beautiful woman said with a hint of helplessness, pointing to a certain spot in the room.

"Is this the crossbow of Qin Shi Huang? I heard that the couple from Ganqiu were planning to use it as a sacred relic to summon Qin Shi Huang."

"Yes... this thing is called the God-Slaying Crossbow, the very weapon named by that meddlesome man who first proclaimed himself emperor."

The beautiful woman nodded, but seemed unwilling to elaborate further.

"You're the god who was shot down by this crossbow, aren't you?"

Manju reached out his hand, and a crossbow adorned with various ceremonial decorations floated up and landed in his hand.

"That's true... Besides, considering the values ​​of humanity at the time, I was indeed... but that's about it."

The beautiful woman muttered softly.

"In short, since we have someone like you who is not to be underestimated even in the Age of Gods, we should be able to handle things outside. But if you don't mind having more strength, then take this crossbow."

I just want to know what happened. If you're not interested, please move the crossbow outside. I'll give you the last bit of power I have left as a return gift.

The beautiful woman spoke in a low voice, as if she had given up and had no spirits.

"The power to bring down gods resides in my heart. It even brought down the sun hanging high in the sky. However, there is more than one god to be brought down at this moment. I hope this will play a role."

There's no need to refuse the power available at 29∨°404.3【∏5｜6∨↓4SouSUO:, and the fact that he can't use it is just an extra layer of insurance.

So Manshu nodded in agreement, and the beautiful woman was relieved to disappear.

However, before leaving, she still spoke with some concern.

"Although this girl is the original owner of this world, she is just an ignorant child and will not have any impact on you."

"The sun, which moves through the sky, naturally doesn't need to worry about these things. As long as people aren't foolish enough to deliberately rush towards the sun, they won't die as a result."

"It seems I have offended you again. I am still not good at speaking, so I will not make any more mistakes."

After the beautiful woman finished speaking, she disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a final, lingering echo of her power.

"Alright, let's just pretend we're dreaming. Even though it is a dream, let's continue to enjoy this blissful dream, and when it's all over, this dream will become reality."

Manshu walked up to Kuanqiu Chun, reached out and touched her head, and said to her.

Kuanqiu Chun was still confused about the conversation, and she subconsciously accepted Manshu's behavior.

The girl nodded silently, then walked out of the underground magic workshop.

"I still don't really want to deal with the kids; it's easier to just make a promise."

Manshu shook his head. He had simply used some illusion magic to make the girl feel friendly towards him and obey his words.

However, what he said was certainly not empty talk; he could definitely do it after the Holy Grail War ended.

Consider it as a condition for accepting this underworld; thinking about it this way, there is no pressure or burden.

After the girl left the magic workshop, Manshu took the crossbow and then pushed aside the barriers to go deeper into the area.

Deeper still, there is the lingering echo of the god Jiao, who truly governs the underworld.

That was the goddess of the underworld who arrived along with the summoned goddess of the sky, but without any replenishment, she was still just an echo.

Manshu walked toward where she was, but after taking only two or three steps, he was stopped.

"Does the owner of this place not intend to meet with the guests?"

Manju sensed a strong rejection from the divine being deep within him.

"That's quite a pity. We'll just have to take a look from afar."

This was not something that could be forced. Manju stopped there, only opening his eyes to look at the goddess deep inside through the obstruction.

"Next, we should take care of other matters, and then wait for the goddess to loudly proclaim her existence before letting Venus fall from the sky and cut it down to the ground."

Manju left the place and came to the servant he had left aside.

"I haven't seen you for two days. The assassin who managed to escape and Saber are also there. And that young man whose servants have been looking around aimlessly. Although it's the first time I've seen him, I see your servants every day."

Manju greeted them and walked over. The fanatic tensed up instantly, while Richard took the initiative to go up to him.

"Ah, although we agreed to challenge other people, you've basically stolen all the opportunities."

“You should choose an appropriate target to challenge. Alcides is not someone you should be trying to take on now. That guy can now really defeat ordinary gods and achieve his revenge.”

"I waved my hand and said."

Lin said, "Besides, there are still quite a few Servants left in this city. You'll have a chance to show your strength tomorrow."

Si said, "Then I'm relieved. Although I can't beat you right now, I can't resist challenging you again because you keep taking away my chance to duel."

"Wait until you shoot the sun down from the sky. If you can't even do that, then don't come up with any more outlandish ideas."

(iv) "Alright, continue on your way. It's not time for you to go to Miktland yet. This is a paradise for the dead. The living should leave for now."

Aiman ​​had no intention of continuing the conversation. He waved his hand to end the chat and saw off the people in front of him.

He didn't intend to say much about the others; as long as someone could make contact, that was enough, and all that was left was to wait.

Chapter 47 Impermanence

"Oh, you've returned safely? Oh dear, thank goodness the roads were blocked first."

In the monitoring room of the special correction center, Faldius shrugged as he watched the images.

At the intersection not far from the hospital, the Servants and Masters who had been swallowed up earlier all reappeared.

Near the intersection, in addition to the barriers previously erected to disperse the crowds, there were also additional warning lines prohibiting entry.

And there were a large number of vehicles parked in front of the intersection, as if trying to block out the entire road.

"Although the stomach pain has lasted for several days, there are still a few days left. We should take it seriously and make proper adjustments."

Faldius said with a wry smile.

"How should we proceed from here?"

"Let's prepare some stomach medicine first."

At the other intersection, Flatt was standing with the police, excitedly talking about something.

On a building not far from him, several snipers were positioned.

As Faldius uttered the words about stomach medicine, the prepared snipers also took aim at Frat, who was standing in the crowd talking gleefully.

However, just as these snipers were about to complete their mission and shoot their targets...

As they tried to pull the trigger, they suddenly found their fingers unable to press down—no, not just their fingers, but their entire bodies had lost the ability to move freely.

"This is no laughing matter. A warrior should never die from a hidden arrow, especially one who has just come from my territory."

Manju did not remain in the underworld; he stepped out and immediately arrived at the top of the building.

The dominant force engulfed the entire area, and even the snipers who had been lying in ambush lost control of themselves.

Manshu's voice trailed off softly, carrying the anger within through the sniper's radio to the special correction center.

These soldiers are not primarily responsible; they were merely the blades wielded. If someone is killed with a knife, the guilt naturally lies with the person wielding the knife. While the weapon also bears some responsibility, it is only a fraction of the blame. ③

"What's going on?"③

From Faldius's perspective, not only did the sound enter, but all the surveillance footage also presented the same scene.