The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"Now that I've been satisfied, it's time to die. Although I don't do much end-of-life care, the sun still shows mercy to the earth."

Chapter Twenty-Three Meeting

9. "Death isn't a big deal, but I haven't had enough fun yet. It would be such a shame to die like this."

Beowulf was unwilling to accept defeat. Defeat was not a big deal, but the fact that he hadn't been able to fight a few more exciting matches was still somewhat unsatisfying.

After all, who knows when the next opportunity will come? It's quite frustrating to be back in power after only a few days in prison, especially since you've finally gotten off the job.

4 “This isn’t asking for your opinion, Beowulf. I’m informing you, and you’re not allowed to refuse.”

3. Since Manju had already made his decision, he naturally had no intention of letting Beowulf go.

Namtar, the embodiment of destiny, is subject to Ereshkigal and serves as the executor of the Lord of the Underworld, bringing death to humanity.

6. Namtar is a follower of Ereshkigal, her advisor and executor, and is cruel and brings death upon people.

4. Manjusaki's purpose was naturally to give death to Beowulf, and in this constructed space as the underworld, the power of death would be unleashed with unparalleled success.

Even the giant's leather could not stop the spreading death, after all, it was more like a curse than a physical weapon.

"You have quite a few tricks up your sleeve. It's unlikely you'll leave easily. So, I'll give you this sword as a gift."

Beowulf knew that he simply couldn't shake off Manjustra. With the blessing of the underworld and fighting skills enough to kill angels, he wouldn't even be able to break free from him.

The swinging iron fist was withdrawn, replaced by a heavy sword as sharp as an iron hammer.

This demonic sword, which once slew the fire dragon and brought the story to a close, continues to be wielded by Beowulf.

"Break free from the underworld first before thinking about anything else. If you just indulge in wishful thinking, you can only wait for death to come."

Manju spoke slowly and deliberately, clinging tightly to Beowulf, leaving him no chance to escape.

"Let's leave the matter of death for later. Come and kill me next time, or let me kill you. For now, let's leave it at that."

Beowulf shook his head and drew another sword that he had abandoned.

Those are Redfield hounds that chase after blood and can automatically pursue it.

"This sword couldn't even cut my skin just now. It can't do any more than it did in your story of slaying the banshee."

曼殊甚至不2屑于去9防御4袭来的赤原猎0犬，只将冥4界的3祝福加持5在自己6身上，那把剑4就难以生效了。

“Flodin is indeed of little use, but it took me quite a bit of effort to borrow this sword from Froska.”

However, Beowulf's goal could not have been merely to use the Red Hound; the sword Frodin ultimately served no purpose in the story.

But this sword was only meant to be a prelude. With another swing, the blade of the Red Plains Hound broke, and at the same time, the radiance that had been released earlier reappeared.

Just like in the battle of Beowulf, when the Red Wild Dog was being slain by the Banshee, its sword was corrupted by the Banshee's blood and destroyed.

After the Red Hound was destroyed, Beowulf then found the weapons of the extinct Titans that had been abandoned there.

Beowulf, wielding the giant's sword, finally slew the banshee, but the sword was destroyed after being imbued with evil blood.

The giant's sword was used again, and the marks of time left on the sword completely eroded it.

The broken Redfield Hound transformed into a golden sword hilt, within which magic surged, growing into the shape of another corroded greatsword.

A surge of magical power coursed through it, exacerbating the sword's already crumbling state. The moment it was released, the sword itself began to disintegrate.

In an instant, death was swept away, and the land began to be torn apart.

Wu's sword has endured a time that has obliterated civilization and rendered its very existence meaningless.

(vii) In the long course of time, even death itself will die, and everything will be buried and cease to exist.

6. Manju immediately jumped out of the abyss of the underworld, avoiding the magical light emitted.

(6) This time, at the cost of the Crimson Abyss Hound breaking, the Giant's Sword was unleashed for the last time, and the superimposed illusion collapse finally erupted with astonishing power.

(3) Manju did not expend much effort to defend against this attack; Beowulf only used this attack to intercept Manju and buy himself space to retreat.

Therefore, avoiding it is not a big problem, but it is not possible to catch up again in a short time.

4. "We lost two Noble Phantasms during our retreat, so it wasn't a complete loss. I'll let you off the hook for now."

②Although Beowulf was not captured, the loss of two Noble Phantasms left only the Iron Hammer Serpent Smash and the Shield significantly reduced his threat level.

At least the Iron Hammer Serpent Collapse doesn't seem like a high-powered Noble Phantasm. After the Giant's Sword disappears, the American Servants should be able to handle it.

Manshu didn't stay there any longer and headed back to Denver to prepare for a full-scale attack on the Celtics.

There's nothing else to do right now. We can just overwhelm them with righteous force, reclaim the Holy Grail, and cut off the Celtic side's magic. The rest will be easier.

When the time comes, there will only be one enemy left to face, so there's no need to think or ponder any further.

In Denver, the situation wasn't exactly good, but with the addition of several Servants, the situation had at least stabilized.

The Celtic advance could no longer continue, and they seemed to have sensed something was wrong, so they began to adjust their forces.

Even with the current cooperation between the rebels and the United States, dealing with them is still somewhat troublesome.

When Manju returned to Denver, Helena temporarily put aside her tasks and came to find him.

"You're finally back. The operational meeting can be held at any time; it just depends on when you're ready to conduct it."

"Now you can."

Resting wasn't really necessary, and the journey back allowed me to catch my breath.

"Alright, I'll go gather the others. You can go to the meeting room or rest for a while, and then come over when you hear the bell."

Helena nodded and smiled slightly before turning away to gather the remaining Servants in the city for a final battle meeting.

"Finally, it's time to stretch my muscles again. Staying in the city for a few days has really taken a while." (9)

Not long after, the bells rang throughout the city, and the Servants who had been standing there immediately rushed to the meeting room.

Manshu went directly to the meeting room, casually pulled out a chair at the round table, sat down, and closed his eyes to rest.

Shortly after, hurried footsteps echoed, and the room door was pushed open, revealing a beautiful woman in a black bodysuit standing in the doorway.

"It's been a few days since I last saw you, Lord Lancer. I underestimated you when we met before, which led to my defeat. I hope we can have another match after everything is over." (iv)

Scarla spoke calmly to Manshu, seemingly dissatisfied with the previous outcome. 3.

"Come on, the sun is in the sky, and nothing will change it." (3)

Manju didn't even open his eyes; he simply leaned back in his chair and opened his mouth to answer.

"Hmph, the sun will eventually set, and it too will fall into the realm of death, where it will be under my control."

"No, even in the realm of the underworld, the sun shines upon death, illuminates the underworld, and lets its radiance rule all directions, rather than being governed by death."

Manshu slightly raised her eyelids, pulled herself up from the back of the chair, and then answered.

"Then I look forward to the day when your light will illuminate the Land of Shadows as well, but unfortunately, shadows will inevitably exist under the light, and the sun's radiance can not cover everything."

Scáthach looked at him with an indifferent expression, walked to the table, pulled out the chair opposite Manjusaki, and sat down.

Words are always pale, and since you have never seen the truly radiant sun, it is naturally difficult to imagine the scene where even shadows are driven away by light and death is ruled.

However, you are fortunate, for I am here, allowing you to broaden your horizons and witness the radiance of the God-King.

"Then I'll look forward to it, I just hope it doesn't turn out to be empty boasting."

Footsteps echoed down the corridor outside. Scáthach didn't say anything more, but ended her sentence with a slightly provocative tone.

The remaining Servants also arrived and began discussing the recent situation and circumstances.

The United States' power is currently completely suppressed, and the Celtic soldiers now possess considerable strength. Mechanized soldiers often have to pay several times the price to kill a Celtic soldier.

⑨ Therefore, even with the addition of several new Servants, the situation was only stabilized.

4. Furthermore, the Servants should not be too reckless, as they might be in danger if they were surrounded by Celtic soldiers.

If figures like Elizabeth and Nero were surrounded by thousands of Celtic soldiers, it would be very difficult for them to break through the encirclement alone.

2. After everyone had arrived, Edison and Helena arrived together. Edison stood in the main seat, while Helena stood to the side.

Helena then took two steps forward and stood in front of Edison, near the table.

3. Helena tapped the table with her magic book and then announced the start of the meeting.

(iii) "Let's begin this war council. If nothing unexpected happens, this will be the last meeting against the Celts in order to save this country."

Previously, we divided our forces into two routes, north and south. While ensuring that the lands of the United States were not taken by the Celts, we combined our forces to march on the Celtic capital and attack Cu Chulainn and Maeve.

Now let's discuss the allocation of forces between the northern and southern armies. The Celts have a large number of warriors and magical beasts, so the northern army must also allocate a certain number of followers. Relying solely on the soldiers of the United States will not be enough to stop the Celts.

What follows is a battle that will shape this era, a battle that will cost everyone's lives, so it must be discussed carefully.

Helena spoke solemnly, her face expressionless.

"Hmm... It's a choice that requires taking on a heavy responsibility, and it seems like it's none other than me. Even though the mass of a planet is just a drop in the ocean compared to the sun, this responsibility can be easily placed on me without any impact."

Manshu opened his arms and spoke.

"No, I think this should be decided by Fujimaru."

Scáthach tapped her right hand on the table a few times, following Manshu's voice.

"Oh... so you've already determined that this Master is capable of taking on the world?"

Manju pulled his arm back in front of him and looked at Scáthach.

"Of course, besides, this matter should be resolved by humans themselves, and Fujimaru is the only human present."

Scáthach sat up as well, and said sternly.

"The survival of the world, the life and death of mankind, and the guilt of struggle should be decided by humans, not by the dead."

What is happening now is a battle to reclaim this land from human hands; let's first bring everything back under human control.

Hearing Scáthach's voice, Fujimaru Ritsuka unconsciously widened her eyes, her pupils contracting.

She was indeed not mentally prepared to make a decision; even at the start of the meeting, Fujimaru Ritsuka was only prepared to accept the assigned tasks.

The sudden mention of her put Fujimaru Ritsuka under some pressure, and she looked quite nervous.

"That's a good reason, but I will still take full responsibility. Fujimaru Ritsuka, you can make the decision. Don't worry about anything."

Even if the decisions I make next lead to failure, I will correct that failure and replace it with success. Therefore, there is no need to feel pressured; everything will return to the embrace of the sun, and you will not make mistakes.

After listening to Scáthach's words, Manshu nodded slightly without uttering any objections.

He turned his head to look at Fujimaru Ritsuka not far away. The sunlight shining through his hands brought her warmth and eased her emotions.