The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

For 2 people to create 9 people, his only wish is to survive. (6°∪4＠)

His life can only be described as aimless and without purpose; even survival was a struggle.

But that is precisely why we should yearn to live.

Although taking a step was painful for him, his legs felt like they were filled with lead.

Sweat poured down his body, blurring his vision.

But the most deadly thing was the gaze coming from the front, that scalding, violent gaze.

If Astolfo hadn't been standing behind him, he probably would have collapsed to his knees long ago and wouldn't have been able to get up.

But not only for myself, but also for Astolfo who is working hard and tirelessly for me, I should persevere.

This was a decision I had made long ago. Despite having only a clumsy life, I was determined to live on so that I could hold my head high and be worthy of the person who saved me.

With this in mind, androids continued to move forward.

The scorching gaze was almost unbearable, and the sweat that dripped down was a testament to that melting sensation.

Mind and body seemed to be melted by the flames, as if everything had reached the brink of destruction.

All that remained in my mind was to keep going.

Everything else seemed to have been burned away by the flames, but he still persisted.

It's just taking steps, just moving forward.

Astolfo, who was following behind, had a clearer view.

The artificial human's fragile body was indeed already showing signs of problems; with each step it took, drops of blood dripped from its disintegrating form.

"That won't do," Astolfo said, raising his head to look at the man on the throne again, ready to speak.

"Alright, if we keep going, we'll just dirty my palace."

Manshu sat up, but still propped his head up with his arm and spoke with half-closed eyes.

Taking in an artificial human is not a big deal; the still-under-construction fortress naturally has places to accommodate them.

Besides, I also have the will to survive.

This desire is purer than itself; it's simply about moving forward to survive.

"Raphael, who controls human diseases and traumas, go down into the water and move it."

Manju spoke softly, as if to say that the miracle that happened in Jerusalem would happen here.

The Holy Spirit, holding a staff, descended from the sky and landed on the android whose body was crumbling before him.

When the Holy Spirit descended, the air above the androids rose and fell, just as water ripples when it is stirred.

Once the water is stirred, the illness will be cured, whether the person is blind, missing a leg, or has depleted of blood and energy, they will be saved.

人90【∽484＊2-↑9∩＄05刺⊥蝟4折·～代购⌒〖：造人身上的伤口在瞬间就得到了治愈，疲倦和痛苦在瞬间便消失，原谅一直在坚持的人造人松了口气，随即昏倒在地上。

Seeing this, Astolfo felt relieved and realized that he had misunderstood Archer. Although Archer seemed unapproachable, he was actually a nice person.

He then raised his head, revealing his previous smile, as if he wanted to say something, but Manshu spoke first.

“Rider, your request was already seen by me before you arrived. These eyes are here to examine all things on earth and to impeach the mediocre who emerge from the source.”

You don't need to say anything more; you can leave now. I've already seen a good performance today; otherwise, your audacity wouldn't have allowed you to leave.

Manju's emotionless voice roused Sekhmet from beneath the throne. She leaped over the fallen android and threw herself in front of Astolfo.

As expected, the goodwill I felt earlier was just an illusion; Archer is a complete bastard.

Under Sekhmet's oppressive gaze, Astor thought to himself.

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To put it simply, I'm definitely not considering anything related to domestic mythology in the near future.

It's truly astonishing that I've been able to see so many arguments, trolling, and trolling in the comments section in such a short time.

You can even see Yun's self-righteousness in refuting that he directly labeled him as rare, which is quite a headache.

Besides, I'm thinking, I didn't write anything about Japanese mythology, so deleting your ridiculous comment and calling me a Japanese official seems a bit too much.

Therefore, I probably won't consider domestic mythology in the short term. I'll wait until I feel I truly understand and have a grasp of it, and can avoid most of the controversies.

Otherwise, if we can argue even without writing anything, I don't know what kind of mess it would become if we did write something. Personally, I don't think it's necessary to argue about this kind of thing.

Some of these comments are so confusing that it's hard to understand what the author is thinking, and they can really ruin the author's mood.

So if your comments are too offensive, I will remove them and ban you. If you are banned, you can get a refund for the money you paid. Just add me on QQ and let me know.

RK1

Chapter Twenty-Four: Wish (4k)

"Rider, you... you actually snuck here with that android?"

Astolfo cautiously walked out of the palace, close to the main gate.

Fiore, in her wheelchair, waited for him outside with a displeased expression. Just moments before, she had received a communication from Danic.

Fiore learned from Danic that Astolfo had escaped here with the androids that Avisbroun needed.

I should have asked myself beforehand, but I made the same mistake again. 0∈⑤‖

Fiore's mind was in complete chaos, and he had a terrible headache and didn't know what to do.

Seeing that only Astolfo came out, Fiore could guess what had happened inside.

But how can we explain this to Danic, and what should we say to Avisbro?

This is a real problem, and the root of it all is this female knight in front of us.

As expected, all my bad premonitions were correct; I should have just left this guy outside and ignored him.

Of course, Fiore could only think about this in her mind, and a tired look inevitably showed in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry, Archer's Master. This will surely bring you some blame, but I've already promised that homunculus that I would help him."

Astolfo looked at Fiore apologetically, but he probably wouldn't change his mind.

"When I saw the child curled up on the ground and heard him say 'I want to live,' I promised to help him to the end."

"If Lancer, Caster, and their Masters hold you accountable, just put all the blame on me."

"As the culprit, I should be the one to be scolded and punished."

"Now that you've said that, I can't even finish the scolding I'm about to deliver. You'd better leave here. You'd better think about how to face Uncle Danic and Caster; they're not as easy to talk to as I am."

Fiore ultimately just let it go, figuring she wouldn't be the one who really deserved a scolding anyway, so she just let it be.

The night was almost over, and I still hadn't gotten any rest. There was no need to waste any more time here with Astolfo.

Fiore finished speaking in an annoyed tone and walked past Astolfo to enter the palace.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you, Archer's Master. I'll make sure to apologize properly next time."

Astolfo chuckled twice, then quickly summoned his hawk and fled the scene.

"What should we do with this guy? What do you think?"

Manju looked at the android lying on the ground below, then turned to Sekhmet, who had returned to his side, and asked.

However, Sekhmet did not respond, but simply leaned against Manshu, lying prone on the ground with his legs against him.

Hearing the sound, she only slightly raised her body, rubbing against Manshu's legs.

She wouldn't give any correct answer; that would be asking too much of her.

The fragile bodies of the androids below were not enough to satisfy her desires, so Sekhmet was completely unmotivated.

"Then let him continue the work of building the fortress with those androids. However, there's no need to waste Raphael's power. As for Nimrod, he's just missing a piece of Leviathan's skin."

However, Manshu was not actually asking Sekhmet; he was merely asking himself questions.

Just like the decision made before rolling the dice, the question uttered is merely to reinforce one's desire for the answer.

After Manju finished speaking, the palace doors were opened again, and Fiore entered from outside.

"To be honest, I've forgotten something. What wish do you wish to make to the Holy Grail, you who stand beneath me, relying on my glory?"

Manshu posed a question to Fiore, who had just entered. He had indeed forgotten about the matter, otherwise he wouldn't have brought it up at this moment.

"me?"

Fiore, who had just entered, was momentarily stunned. Due to her fatigue, she didn't react for a moment and subconsciously asked a question in return.

"Or am I asking her?"

Manshu raised an eyebrow and pointed to the lion lying next to his legs, asking in return.

"I was really confused and made this mistake in a moment of weakness."

"Alright, I didn't come here to listen to your useless words. These voices serve no purpose other than to pollute your ears. Or are you planning to abandon your own wishes?"

Fiore quickly apologized, but Manjusz interrupted her, a strange smile on his face, and asked her. (Five)

Fiore understood the implied meaning in those words, looked at Manshu with some disbelief, hesitated for a moment, and then continued speaking. 7

"My wish was filled with self-interest and desire, which is somewhat ridiculous, isn't it? I wanted the Holy Grail simply so that it could heal my legs." — Ryu

Fiore's legs are immobile because her magic circuits are located in them. 6.

From the moment she was born, her magic circuits mutated, causing her legs to lose function and sometimes even causing her unbearable pain. 3.

There are indeed conventional treatments available, but those would require removing the magic circuits from her legs, which would essentially mean giving up the magician's life.

She diligently studied ergonomics and spirit possession magic in order to find alternatives for her useless legs.

Spirits can perform tasks in place of her immobile legs, and she can fly through the air with a broom, but ultimately, those aren't her own legs. Part Two

Therefore, she could only hope for a miracle from the Holy Grail and was about to make what could be described as an incredibly extravagant wish.

However, this wish seems rather small, making it somewhat difficult to say and even embarrassing to voice.

"Compared to Your Majesty's wish, this wish must be utterly insignificant, superficial, and shameful."

"Ha, when you added that last sentence, your wish did indeed become shallow, shameful, and incredibly insignificant."

Manshu chuckled softly and spoke to Fiore.