The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Overall, the panel has fallen, which is much better than the last time.

(9) Of course, the most important thing is the skill of dragon modification, which brings the Dragon Core that can provide the same functions as the dragon species.

(4) He can restore magic power simply by breathing, and he can provide an extremely large amount of magic power.

(8) This was enough to resolve most of Manshu's worries, since his only concern was magic.

(2) As long as you have enough magic power, you can unleash your power to your heart's content, but if you don't have enough, it will be a real headache.

(4) New power gathered in Manjusaka's body, the Dragon's Furnace began to operate, and magic flowed between her breaths.

(3) Saito Hajime's swordsmanship and sixth sense of combat were imprinted on his body, becoming something like instinct.

(3) Finally, there was the white bird costume bestowed by Odin. Soft white gauze wrapped around Manju's body and was shaped according to Manju's wishes.

The pristine white formal attire transforms into a loose-fitting robe, giving the wearer a sense of softness and comfort.

(5) Manju raised his hand, and electromagnetic lightning flickered and danced in his palm.

Great, there are no problems.

Manshu stretched his body slightly, familiarized himself with the various powers flowing within him, put away the brown pages of the book in front of him, and started walking.

As always, a circle of light appeared in front of her, and upon stepping into it, she experienced another intense feeling of weightlessness, causing Manshu to briefly lose consciousness.

But before he lost consciousness, he heard a faint voice, a voice that was incredibly loud, yet difficult to make out.

Manju only remembered the general meaning, which seemed to be a blessing and grace bestowed upon him.

The voice promised him eight cities, but demanded that he build a temple like Solomon, and that a towering tower would fall from the sky when the temple was completed.

The eight cities were Eli, Agag, Canni, Nineveh, Reshen, Rehoboth, Gala, and finally Babel.

The word sounded so familiar, but before Manshu could think about it, she lost consciousness in the weightlessness.

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"Uncle, it's almost time."

The clear, gentle sound and the creaking of the wheels made Danic turn around.

"Fiore, are you alright?"

"It's not bad, but my little brother is a bit excited."

Danic exchanged simple pleasantries, saying that the girl before him was the one recognized as his successor, and a top-notch figure in this second-rate clan.

Today is the day the Holy Grail War begins. Just an hour ago, a report came that the last magician dispatched by the Mage's Association has arrived.

The battle cry is about to sound, so the summoning of the remaining few Servants must be completed today.

After a brief chat, the two headed to the audience hall, the venue for the summoning ceremony.

The four Masters have gathered together, and in addition, the artificial lifeforms that handle miscellaneous items are quietly moving the magic tools that are needed.

The magic circle's pattern has already been engraved, using a mixture of molten gold and silver. The design is intricate and exquisite, a special item intended for summoning all remaining Servants at once.

"Then, please place the catalysts you have collected on the altar."

The first one to be placed was Gold, that fat and arrogant man. The summoning catalyst was placed in a box, unknown to others.

The second one is Fiore, a girl in a wheelchair. Originally, her touch was supposed to be an old arrow, but a day ago it was replaced by a broken piece of building stone.

The third is Serene, who practices black magic. Her catalyst for summoning is a glass bottle covered in stains, containing some kind of liquid.

The fourth is Fiore's younger brother, Correspondent, whose freckled face gives him a childlike appearance. He puts an old piece of paper with a human figure drawn on it without much confidence.

"Then, Your Majesty, let the ceremony begin."

After confirming that he was in position, Danic bowed respectfully to the empty throne.

"Um--"

The light particles gathered at the throne, coalescing into a human shape. The man, known as the king, wore jet-black clothing, but his face was frighteningly pale.

"Alright, let us summon the heroic spirits who will soon become our lonely comrades."

"As ordered."

Danic bowed respectfully and informed the four Masters.

"Declaration——"

The four of them chanted a summoning incantation together, letting the violent magic ravage their bodies.

But the four of them stood firmly and continued chanting without hesitation. They were fully prepared to grasp that highest level of mystery in their hands.

"You who are adorned with the seven heavens of the three great incantations, manifest yourself from the Wheel of Restraint, guardian of Libra!"

The pronouncements stirred up a whirlwind, causing the artificial life form to hurriedly crouch down.

The intricately woven magic circle emitted a blinding light, instantly materializing the miracle.

As the storm subsided into a gentle breeze, the dazzling light faded into a hazy glow.

Three figures appeared in the magic circle. Hmm? Why is Jiu Ling missing?

It was easy to spot the oddity at a glance, which made Danic and Caster, who were watching closely, look at each other with strange expressions.

But before they could turn their gaze to search, the voice came from the air.

"Answer me, so you are magicians who want to rely on the King's Glory?"

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Chapter Two: The Crown

Upon hearing the sound, everyone on the field looked up at the sky.

The venue used for the summoning was the castle's audience hall, with a dome that provided enough height that Manjusaka wouldn't hit his head while floating in the air.

Otherwise, Manjusaka would have chosen to conjure up the throne on the ground and loudly proclaim it, but the environment just happened to be suitable, so he chose to place it in the sky.

However, it's not much different now. Although she is flying in the sky with the help of the White Bird costume, the electromagnetic lightning is placed under her body to form a seat, lazily looking down at the crowd below.

If one only looks at this white robe and the abundant lightning, the associations one might make are rather strange, perhaps leading one to think of Greece, or of Zeus and his descendants.

However, such an arrogant attitude would inevitably anger some people, after all, there was a king sitting in the front seat, and an arrogant magician was also present in the hall.

Gold, the fat and arrogant man, showed a hint of dissatisfaction, but he didn't speak first. Instead, he turned to look at Danic.

"It actually came to be summoned?"

Standing below the throne, Danic said in disbelief that he was aware of all the holy relics used there.

And the arrogant king that the relic could summon could only be one.

Nimrod, the mighty one on earth, the foremost of all heroes in the world.

He built a great city and a tower in the land of Shinar, which is the plain of Mesopotamia, to proclaim the greatness of mankind.

That tower was so magnificent that its top seemed to reach straight to the heavens, transforming into a fiery staircase for ascension.

That city and that tower were called Babel, the source of linguistic confusion.

If that's the case, the chances of Yggdrasil winning are far greater than just a tiny fraction.

The only thing to worry about is how to defeat them after winning.

But as long as he can gain such a powerful trump card, it's all worth it. Besides, when the final decisive moment arrives, he won't feel any fear.

In a typical battle, or rather, a battle between magicians, the winner will always be himself; that will never change.

Therefore, after several changes in his expression, Danic revealed a respectful look, lowered his head, and spoke loudly.

"Yes, great hero king, we seek your past miracles so that we may share even a sliver of your glory."

Seeing Danic's reaction, even Gold, who showed some dissatisfaction, could only awkwardly take two steps back.

He just muttered to himself in confusion, "King of Heroes?"

"Heh, that's not an unpleasant attitude, but the one who should be answering is the madman who's about to make a pact with me. How can he stand before the king if he can't show some magnanimity?"

As Manshu spoke, he looked at Fiore, who was sitting in a wheelchair, his imposing presence and authority pressing down on her.

Danic's face showed a nervous expression. He knew that Fiore, his successor, was a magician who devoted herself to research and was rather naive and had not been tempered in much way.

If (2) is not approved, (9) the contract (4) cannot be established, and (4) one (5) follower is directly lost, (6) making this war difficult (4) to continue.

However, Manju's gaze was not at full power. With Manju's current strength, a full-power gaze would be enough to knock out an ordinary magician several times in an instant.

After all, this is just a test, a playful game.

The girl in the wheelchair turned pale instantly and gripped the armrests tightly.

Even the immense pain caused by the surging magic circuits during the summoning ritual just now was not this bad.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the girl's back, her heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat, and she started seeing black and white snowflakes before her eyes, on the verge of fainting.

At that moment, Fiore's magical costume brought a sharp pain, which brought her back to her senses from her near-fainting state, and she managed to pull through.

"Yes, that is me..."

Fiore wanted to say that she was the Master, but the word got stuck in her throat and she couldn't say it.

Perhaps it was an inner warning, a fear that had intimidated him, that made him so aware of what would happen if he uttered those words.

However, due to the intimidation, her mind was not functioning properly, so she subconsciously decided to speak out.

However, the girl stopped just before she could say it, remembering her uncle's previous lines, and chose to imitate them.

"Yes, great king, may I receive your glorious protection."

"It's barely passable, but it's not easy for an ordinary person like you to do this much."

"Then, I agree."

Manshu nodded in final agreement, and the contract between them was finally established. The magic power within the girl began to flow into Manshu.

Danic finally showed a relaxed expression and turned to look at Wang, who was sitting in a chair behind him.

That was his true trump card, making him an absolutely top-tier Servant in Romania.

His fame in this country is comparable to that of Hercules of Greece and King Arthur of England.

Danic was about to speak, continuing the day's events and beginning to explain the plans for the Holy Grail War.