The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Although it appears that under the protection of Tescatlipoca, Miyamoto Iori's body is not as fragile as that of an ordinary mortal.

After all, Manshu had already opened the sun residing in his eyes, and even though Sekhmet had fallen into a deep sleep, there was no problem in exerting the power of those eyes themselves.

As the eyes that Ra used to punish unbelievers, even without emitting magical light, they can bring terrifying pressure that destroys the minds of mortals.

But Miyamoto Iori seemed completely unaffected; even his hand holding the sword didn't waver in the slightest.

But the hand wielding the sword could not sever the sun's radiance.

Conversely, the two weapons showed signs of melting, forcing Miyamoto Iori to choose to avoid their attack.

"I walk in the daytime; I am yesterday, today, and tomorrow, the sacred soul of the hidden one who created the gods, the one who nourishes the blessed."

Manjussim walked forward, then picked up a piece of wood from the ground, transformed it into Durandal, and imbued it with the magic of the sun.

Although the material wasn't top-notch, Durandal's sharpness was sufficient for its purpose, especially since its opponent's weapon wasn't much better either.

More likely, the two weapons collided and broke apart together. 5

Manju didn't use many techniques, but simply relied on the powerful force generated by her magic to attack Miyamoto Iori. (Six)

To end this battle, we must cut him down along with his sword. 4.

The clanging of swords rang out, and Miyamoto Iori retreated, but the blade in her hand only appeared more menacing.

The more perilous the situation, the less fear he showed, pursuing his own path of the sword amidst life and death.

He is a sword demon loyal to this cause, just like Yagyu Munenori, who awaited his final battle with Musashi in the duel of sword masters. Q

At that time, Yagyu Munenori assessed himself thus: "Whether it was the loyalty I should have offered to Lord Iemitsu, or the life I should have dedicated to the Yagyu family and the Shinkage-ryu school, all of that has vanished. What remains in this world is merely a sword demon."

"The profound and subtle beauty of clashing blades, the instantaneous merging of life and death, the state of mind achieving harmony and unity with one's opponent—the way of the sword is truly fascinating."

If one has never experienced a battle that excites them in their life, then they can indeed live a mundane life. If one has never encountered an opponent worthy of drawing their sword, then they can certainly live a peaceful life.

But once the sword drinks blood, it can never return to its cage, unable to control its own heart, and can no longer become a lifeless corpse that has severed itself from the peaceful world.

Even though the moon is full, it still cannot quench the thirst of a cold, sharp sword.

Iori was constantly regressing, but his momentum and the strength of his sword swings were growing stronger.

Until he seized the opportunity he believed in, six streaks of light flashed across the space and caught everyone's eye.

After Miyamoto Musashi's death, Miyamoto Iori, who was paying respects at his grave, encountered Sasaki Kojiro, his master's greatest enemy.

Miyamoto Iori regarded him as her second master and learned the secret technique of the secret sword, Swallow Return, from him.

When Miyamoto Iori comprehended the Boundary of the Sky, he incorporated the Swallow Return into the Niten Ichi-ryu style, simultaneously activating Swallow Return with the two katana in his hands.

This is a sword strike that comes from three directions, on the left and right, simultaneously slashing at the opponent, mimicking the techniques of past sword saints, a sure-kill sword aimed directly at the head.

The original three-way blockade becomes even more impossible to evade after it becomes six-way blockade, which is a dual application that can only be achieved with a heart seeking the Tao.

But just like the swallow's return, if the weapon is damaged, then this flawless attack will naturally have a flaw.

"I bring the golden staff, open the gates of death, and triumph through the darkness."

Manshu used the wooden stick in his hand as a cane and struck out with it, heading straight forward and breaking the sword in Miyamoto Iori's hand.

"A sword is just a sword..."

In this strike, a total of four swords broke.

Miyamoto Iori and his twin swords, as well as the makeshift weapon in Manshu's hand.

"It's over, but this probably won't satisfy you."

Manshu picked up the obsidian dagger that Tescatlipoca had dropped, took it in his hand, aimed briefly, and threw it directly at Tescatlipoca.

End of Chapter Fifty-Four

"That's enough. In any case, I have seen brave warriors who went to fight and died fiercely. This is a satisfactory offering."

I accept this blood; offer it to me as a farewell to the sun.

Tescatlipoca reached out and caught the obsidian dagger that was thrown at him. He pressed the tip against his chest, sliced ​​open his skin, and ripped out his heart.

"This is the Heart of the Mountain that you once offered to me as a sacrifice, the embodiment of that powerful, wise, and sacred beast. You went to so much trouble for this, don't you intend to take back your own heart?"

Tescatlipoca didn't say much, but simply and clearly took out the heart.

He took out his own heart, handed it out, and then tossed the obsidian dagger in his right hand to Manshu again.

"It seems that this is not a sacrifice, but a transaction."

Manshu was indeed somewhat surprised by this outcome, which required him to consider whether to agree or continue to refuse.

After all, Miyamoto Iori, who was standing to the side, was nothing special to Manshu, and it wouldn't be a big deal to offer him up as a commodity.

“That’s right, I know the choice you’ve made, so I should put it another way and continue with you. Although you may not be planning to move forward, this will be the last deal.”

Tescatlipoca put on a kind face that made people feel a little uneasy.

"Of course, before you make your choice, I regret to tell you that your choice will only be a meaningless, worthless, and futile effort."

Tescatlipoca's sudden remarks have raised questions about whether he truly intends to complete the deal.

"Like you are now, do you have to make a clear choice?"

Manshu didn't look at Tescatlipoca, but instead examined the obsidian dagger that the other party had handed him, and then suddenly used the dagger to cut open his palm.

Fresh blood seeped from the wound inflicted by the dagger, dripping onto the ground without any obstruction.

"This is a pointless act. I don't need to play these games with you. The dark sun has died in your heart. It is indeed time for a new sun to bring new color to this land."

Tescatlipoca looked at the scene and just shook his head, chuckling softly. He spread his hands out, palms facing Manshu, making an innocent face.

"However, the answer to making a choice is perhaps never to make a choice. You've only gone halfway through your journey, so don't be too hasty in making a choice. It's meaningless and unnecessary."

"If this is your answer, then it truly complements my understanding. Take it, as your reward for resolving my doubts. I will now complete my final sacrifice to you, the incomplete primordial sun."

Manju gripped the obsidian dagger tightly in his hand one last time and walked towards Miyamoto Iori, whose body had been severed.

Manshu had already trained with Celtic soldiers extensively before, and now he bent down and swiftly ripped out the heart with a dagger.

"Great Almighty, fearsome Lord of Heaven and Earth, your name is Tescatlipoca. I burn my blood and heart in fire, and let souls ascend to the heavens; to you be life and blessing."

The heart, ripped out by the dagger, burned in Manshu's hands as he spoke, wisps of smoke rising from the flames. As the heart turned to ash, the smoke, which should have risen, instead fell into Manshu's hand. Ultimately...

A foul-smelling wind blew in from somewhere, scattering the ashes of the burned heart in Manju's hand. The ashes expanded in an instant, scattering into the sky and even blocking out the sun.

Although it was only a brief moment, it completed the spectacle of a solar eclipse. When the sunlight shone down from the sky again, the descending smoke formed the shape of a heart. (iv)

"Since you've agreed to the deal, I'll ask you one last thing: please send me back to my country."

Tescatlipoca didn't seem to have changed much; he simply dropped his weapon and walked over with a broad, joyful smile. 4

He released his hand, just as the man playing the role of Tescatlipoca in the Tescatlipoca festival ceremony. 2.

He used the obsidian mirror on his chest as a shattered horn, throwing away all his strength to face his death. 9.

“This deserves additional compensation; the favor of having your questions answered is far from enough.” Ling

Manju shook his head and instead took a step back. (5)

“That heart of the mountain is enough. It is not only the heart of Tescatlipoca here, but also my heart. My mirror will replace all of this.”

"Then goodbye, dark and broken primordial sun. A new sun has risen, and the dead sun should never be resurrected."

After confirming for a moment, Manshu didn't waste any more words. He directly swung the dagger in his hand, beheaded Tescatlipoca, took his life, and threw his body into the flames.

Then Manshu put the new heart he had obtained from Tescatlipoca into his own body, but it seemed to have no effect whatsoever, and no one could feel any difference.

But that was indeed the heart of the mountain, the embodiment of the beast that once shattered the sun and destroyed the world.

Manshu didn't pay much attention. The matter here was over, and he would leave the rest for later, so that he could see it more clearly.

He picked up the Moon Cup that was scattered on the ground not far away, dealt with the two remaining Servants, and returned to his original spot, where Circe was still.

"It's all over now. Today ended with some unexpected events, which were interesting but caused you, as a visitor, to suffer an undeserved misfortune."

Although this thing is just a crudely made counterfeit, it is still usable to a certain extent, so I will take the liberty of offering it as a gift to apologize.

"Whatever you want to do with this, it's entirely yours. I'm taking my leave now."

Manju placed the Moon Cup before Circe and ended his journey of the Moon Ritual first.

The Fifth Holy Grail War has come to a complete end.

【The Ritual of the Full Moon: Fate/4 Samurai baRemnant Ending】4; +③.san○〇…∑5◎★

The Next Holy Grail War: Camelot in the Realm of the Sacred Round Table

Please prepare...

As the feeling of weightlessness wore off, a few words appeared before Manshu's eyes, but Manshu's attention was not on them.

After all his power was drained, Manju stood in the pitch-black space, listening to the beating of his own heart.

The usual feeling of weakness did not come; it was as if the power had never left and remained in Manju's body.

Volume 1: The Sacred Round Table Realm of Camelot

Chapter One: Integration

Manju placed his hand on his heart and could only feel a very faint beating. Then, a feeling of weakness slowly began to come over him. This time, it was a very clear and long process that he could feel.

This makes it even more unpleasant, since emptying your chest all at once only brings a brief sense of loss.

The sound of her heart grew weaker and weaker, and her body became increasingly powerless. Manju put her hand down from her chest.

"Let's begin then, it seems we don't have much time left."

Your class is: Alterego

As Manju spoke, the panel was immediately drawn, but this time the class was not limited to the normal class.

Although what follows is not a regular Holy Grail War, but a Singularity, it is still quite surprising.

[Since your class is Alterego, one of your emotions will be chosen and fused with the power of the gods to form the Spirit Origin of a High Servant, thus establishing the Alterego.]

[The portion of you that was separated from you has incorporated the power of three deities to construct your Spirit Origin as a High Servant: Marduk, Baal, and Tescatlipoca.]

Standing in the darkness, Manshu suddenly felt a strange sensation, as if there were foreign objects inside her body, as if something that did not belong to her had been suddenly stuffed into her.

The sensation came and went quickly; in the blink of an eye, the foreign feeling vanished completely, leaving only the feeling of being infused with power, which relieved Manshu's gradually weakening heart.

This also puzzled Manshu. The heart he had obtained from Tesla Tripoka, which was initially extremely powerful, was now showing signs of gradually weakening.