The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

It was a pitch-black mirror, reflecting glimmers of light that eventually entered the scene.

Doesn't that mean you can't see anything at all? The control team keeps switching between different screens, but the screens they display all end up looking the same.

"This should be Tescatlipoca's smoke screen. It seems our setup has angered this great god who loves warriors."

The deputy standing to the side spoke up.

"This is quite difficult. There seems to be no way to deal with this person at the moment. Is Francesca still in contact?"

Faldius said with a furrowed brow.

"We still can't get in touch with them."

The personnel on the other side immediately reported this.

"It seems there's no hope then. What about Orlando? Didn't the intelligence say he might be connected to Orlando? Tell Orlando to do everything he can to stop them. If all else fails, Aurora's Fall will definitely be activated."

With Francesca out of contact, the only ally they can rely on right now is Orlando.

Although both are under the government, Orlando belongs more to the city.

"You guys do this first, I'll go out for a bit and think of something."

After finishing his sentence, Faldius walked out of the monitoring room and into the deserted corridor to contact his servant.

"Can you stop him, Assassin?"

Despite the considerable pressure emanating from his Servants, Assassin was, according to intelligence, unable to compete with combat-oriented Servants.

Faldius didn't think Assassin could defeat the Servant who acted much like a god.

"Can you make up your mind and demonstrate your awareness?"

Once again, the darkness that swallowed everything enveloped the corridor, and the cold voice of Assassin came from behind Faldius as always.

"I am ready to sacrifice myself."

Faldius took a deep breath and then said firmly.

……

"Although you are not primarily guilty, you cannot escape the consequences. Paradise is not your final destination, but the path lies before the campfire."

Manshu didn't intend to kill these soldiers, and we didn't intend to let them go directly either.

There was no limit to the amount of power available, so they threw them into the interior of Miktlampa to be used as power batteries.

What arrives here is the fickle night wind; whatever judgment it renders is a reasonable choice.

Of course, it wasn't just those few snipers who were dispatched here; there was also a small team conducting remote observation and communication.

Manju took everything with him before walking towards the special correction center.

As for the threats that may exist here, that is indeed not something Manjusaki cares about.

Even the methods used to clean up this city are not something to worry about. The only thing to worry about is perhaps destroying the Holy Grail system.

If the underlying system of the Holy Grail is removed to end this Holy Grail War, the magical source of the entire Holy Grail War will also be cut off.

Most Servants would be eliminated at that moment, but Manju wouldn't be affected much.

Skills that manifest independently don't rely on the Master's magical energy, and combined with the dragon's own inherent effects, even this direct draw method won't produce much effect. 8.

Therefore, Manshu naturally didn't need to care about the measures the US government might take; the threat they posed was probably not as great as that of Yugo Hassan.

And just then, a dark shadow rushed down from the ground, bringing with it the scent of the valley's edge.

"Are you going to offer me the evening bell, Hassan Sabah?" Liu

Manshu squinted at the shadow in front of him. It was indeed just a shadow, but in a daze, he seemed to see the person standing in front of it, projecting the shadow. Lu

... (iii)

"It's not that I don't want to help, but I genuinely have no way to communicate or contact them." Si

Orlando, sitting in his office, was naturally also keeping an eye on what was happening at the hospital.

After all, most of his men had been sent there, and despite Manshu's promise, it was still a cause for concern.

After all, Manchukuo had not promised them safety, and in Orlando's mind, these subordinates, who were more like his apprentices, were naturally closer to him.

He had just seen on the surveillance camera that all the police officers had appeared safe and sound, and breathed a slight sigh of relief. He was about to make a call to inquire about what had happened there.

But just as he was about to pick up the phone, the special correction center called him first.

The message came from the other side, hoping that Orlando could persuade Manshu to stop him, but Orlando shook his head repeatedly.

"Are you going to shift the blame onto us because of your mistakes? What kind of methods do you think it takes to persuade a big shot who is in a fit of anger? Do you think it can be done with just words?"

"Even in the Aztecs, the Mezzanines knew to repay with blood, to keep the sun shining with their hearts and blood, let alone to stop the sun from moving."

Orlando said bluntly, continuing to listen to the long speech coming from the other end of the communication.

"Yes, I understand. I'll give it a try, but it's best to make Faldius prepare to escape. I will finish the Holy Grail War, and I hope he won't ruin all the plans for his own selfish reasons."

Perhaps having received some promise, Orlando's attitude softened, and he made a temporary promise before hanging up the phone.

"This is truly a difficult problem. What can be used to appease the sun? There is no bloodshed, no compassion, not even war."

Although he agreed, Orlando had no intention of persuading her; he could only try his luck and attempt to send a message to Manshu through the contract. (v)

After all, their contractual relationship was quite loose, and Manshu, capable of acting independently, could even disregard it.

The only real means of connection is probably the three Command Seals in hand, but whether to use them in this situation is a matter of hesitation.

"However, Faldius's threat was not unfounded, but the Aurora Fall will not be so easily accomplished."⑥

After all, this is a city with a sixty-year history and hundreds of thousands of residents.

Perhaps only when it's certain that everything is beyond repair would someone make the difficult decision to bury the entire city.

Orlando believes he won't let things get to that point, but things aren't always so simple. (iv)

……two

"I've been defiled, my dear friend. Although I sensed something was wrong from the very beginning, I forgot to mention it because of the joy of our reunion. I never expected that I would lose the chance to see you again because of this."

Enkidu, who was in the forest, sensed the change in everything the moment he fled from Odin.

He also had a perceptive range covering the entire city, and could easily smell the scent of a former friend who had become a different person.

There's no way he can stay in this forest any longer, not only because of his best friend, but also because of another friend and another acquaintance.

Gilgamesh, Humbaba, and Ishtar—if it weren't for protecting their Master, he probably would have left the forest long ago.

Now he could no longer stay in the forest without taking any action. Memories of the past flowed through Enkidu's mind, prompting him to take steps forward, leading his Master.

……

"O fickle chaos, dark sun, I stand here, blocking your path forward. If you cannot reach the valley, you will have no choice but to turn back."

Like a shadow seeping from the world itself, the shadowy mass wearing a skull mask spoke.

Having received the orders, he was to carry them out, and that's why he came here.

The black blade in his hand was ready, and the shadow gradually covered the ground beneath his feet.

"You should have understood last time that as a shadow, you have no power to stop the sun from moving forward, and it would be meaningless to lead me to the underworld."

I too am the ruler of that land of the dead, and the dark underworld is also illuminated by the black sun; everything will be under my control and there will be no resistance.

Manju did not stop, but continued forward, stepping through the shadows.

"I emerged from the secluded valley, and only know the principles within."

Youge didn't say much. The skull mask in front of him flipped over, and a dark shadow moved around.

The dark blades stabbed out from all directions from the very beginning, unleashing a full-scale, unrestrained barrage that produced thousands of sounds.

"This time, it's just arrogance. Just watch, you can't stop the sun's path."

Manju made no unnecessary movements, simply walking forward.

Those slashes couldn't even get close to Manjusaki. The sun was moving on the ground; how could it be hindered by shadows?

On the contrary, it was the shadows that were melted by the sun, and the continuous, sweeping attacks caused the hidden shadows to begin to dissolve.

As Manjushri said, everything is meaningless and unstoppable. It is just a shadow on the ground, so how could it possibly intercept the sun in the sky?

The sun merely streaks across the sky, yet it already causes shadows that are too close to disappear.

Only the fool who gets too close will die at the hands of the sun, and it seems that the shadow of the assassin will step into that fate.

But before that, the sun stopped.

"I didn't expect you to choose to give me advice, so please feel free to explain your thoughts and reasons. Since I'm willing to listen, I'll allow you to say whatever you want, no matter how ridiculous it may be, but I may also refuse no matter how reasonable it may be."

Manju remained where he was and spoke to his Master.

“This is not for Faldius, but for the city of SoUsUO:. Killing Faldius does indeed have a high probability of causing the destruction of this city. I should still be on the side of justice, so I must make this request to you.”

Orlando said with considerable distress.

"If you are worried about the fate of this city, let me tell you, no one can take this city and its 800,000 inhabitants from me before the Holy Grail War ends, because they are all my property now."

Manju said this, and perhaps that is indeed how it will turn out.

"If that's the case, I have nothing else to say."

"Faldius's life or death is not important. Perhaps you should persuade him a little more, and maybe I will agree."

Seeing that Orlando had given up on continuing so easily, Manshu smiled and said...

"I have no reason to ruin my relationship with you over his life or death."

"Then why don't you decide whether he lives or dies? I will bring him to you."

Manshu burst into laughter, ending his conversation with Orlando.

"What does this mean? Hopefully it's just a joke."

Orlando's somewhat ominous daily update was a premonition, but he couldn't continue contacting them, and could only press his temples for a headache.

Manshu did indeed intend to carry out this task. He stopped playing around with Youge and rose up directly, severing the entanglement of the shadows and heading towards the correction center.

Chapter Forty-Eight: The Curtain

As the sun rises from the ground and ascends into the sky, the shadow that has been chasing and trying to block it also climbs upwards.