The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Actually, if you think about it for a little while, you'll realize that something was clearly wrong from the very beginning.

Although the seven-on-seven Holy Grail War is indeed an important situation that necessitates the summoning of the Arbiter.

However, in Joan of Arc's heart, she could affirm that the four goals she gave herself were definitely not just those of Joan of Arc.

Something seemed to be urging me on; it was less a sense of mission and more a sense of crisis, as if something irreversible was happening.

Joan of Arc's anxiety reached its peak the moment she saw that it was a massive aerial fortress.

The sight of a decisive battle between the two sides on this land drew Joan of Arc across the mountains to this place, bringing her to the battlefield.

Heavenly fire fell from the sky, and the mournful blood, flames, and meteors were all thrown to the ground.

Forests and grasslands, along with the earth itself, were burned, turning the land into a living hell.

This was merely a harbinger, yet it already foreshadowed the fall of the judgment sun in the story.

Just seeing this scene was enough to make the adjudicator feel suffocated.

This is far too unusual, not only the scene itself, but also the garden in the sky and the fortress in front of it.

But before Joan of Arc could continue her actions, the curtain fell on everything.

The three trials that fell from the sky severely damaged the fortress located in the air and destroyed Karna, the great Indian hero who had been sent by the Reds to intercept her.

This is far too problematic. The aerial fortress built by the Red faction is already far too extraordinary compared to the Holy Grail War. Even in the mythological era, not many people could build a fortress of this caliber.

However, compared to the fortress built by the Black faction, that aerial fortress was so easily damaged that it required the sacrifice of such a powerful Servant to escape.

Furthermore, Joan of Arc had already heard from Karna the name of the man who built this fortress: Archer Nimrod of the Black Faction.

If it really is Nimrod, then the scene before us, resembling the apocalyptic vision described in the Book of Revelation, is indeed understandable.

If he were a genuine rebel, perhaps his inner sense of crisis and anxiety could be explained.

Ignoring the raging fire burning on the ground, Joan of Arc strode forward toward the fortress ahead.

Karna, having burned away the last bit of his spirit essence, vanished at that moment, and Joan of Arc, who had crossed the plains burned by heavenly fire, also arrived there.

Joan of Arc was finally able to see the man standing on the city wall through the flashing lightning and the falling fire rain.

His real name is... Ning Lu?

The Arbiter possesses an ability called True Name Revelation, which automatically reveals the true name, class, and abilities of any Servant they encounter.

Indeed, a name appeared in Joan of Arc's eyes, the very name Karna had called out earlier: Nimrod.

But the name evokes a sense of illusion and unreality, at least for Joan of Arc.

Perhaps it was just a feeling; to Joan of Arc, the name she saw was shrouded in an illusory color, with the bottom part as if it were painted black, suggesting that there was another name.

"Archer of the Black side, is your real name really Nimrod?"

Because of a premonition, Joan of Arc asked loudly to the person standing above.

Perhaps this can resolve my inner turmoil and sense of crisis.

"Ruler...who gave you the courage to question the king?"

Joan of Arc did not receive the reply she wanted; instead, she was met with angry words.

"If it weren't for the magnificent sights that have allowed me to witness the sunrise and sunset today, you would have been burned at the stake the moment you uttered those words."

“You are only a sheep and a dove, not a wolf or an eagle. Just as fire avoids water, leave this place. This land is not a place for you.”

Manshu turned and left with utter disdain, only slightly raising her hand before departing to punish the disrespectful question posed by the girl standing below the fortress.

"No, I just want..."

Joan of Arc instinctively wanted to take a step to catch up, but the karmic fire that fell from Manjusaka's hand was one step ahead.

Joan of Arc had traveled across the entire plain to reach this place, thinking that this fire was no different from the fire burning on the ground, and only wanted to catch up to answer her questions.

But when the raging flames actually touched Joan of Arc, she realized how utterly wrong it was.

This was genuine fire taken from hell, and the pain it caused upon first contact almost made Joan of Arc cry out.

Joan of Arc quickly raised the holy banner in her hand, allowing the angel's blessing to descend, thus extinguishing the flames.

But she also knew that she could not go any further. The flames were arrayed like a battle formation below the city, and it was simply impossible to cross them.

Moreover, under the burning and pain of the flames, Joan of Arc calmed down a little.

She had just witnessed the judgment falling from the sky; if such power were to fall upon her, the first blow would probably be enough to destroy her.

Even if you use a Command Spell, once you get the answer, you'll probably be overwhelmed by the king's utter rage.

Having figured this out, Joan of Arc waved her holy banner and retreated, leaving the battlefield.

She planned to travel to the Black Faction's gathering place, which was the castle of the World Tree, to find possible answers to her questions.

At present, it seems that this is the only way.

If Nimrod's name is just a lie, then what is Archer's true identity?

Anxiety and a sense of crisis still lingered in Joan of Arc's heart, prompting her to quicken her pace and hurry forward.

……

"There's no need to mention the adjudicator again. He's just an annoying fellow. Although he didn't have any evil intentions, that's precisely why he's even more hateful."

Back in the palace, Manshu finally got a chance to catch his breath after sitting on the throne. The newly built palace began to function, repairing the various damages on Manshu's body.

Today, the actions taken by ⑨ were actually somewhat out of control, and in the end, ⑨ was acting entirely on willpower.

Therefore, he could only give that saintess a perfunctory response and then hurried back to his palace.

However, we did gain something quite satisfying, otherwise we would have had to put in much more effort.

However, Manju still summoned her Master, gave her some instructions, and then planned to close her eyes and rest for a while.

Physical wear and tear can never compare to mental exhaustion. A damaged body can recover in just a few minutes, but a depleted spirit needs a much-needed rest.

"Did the Arbitrator displease you? I will also tell Uncle Danic about this. Uncle Danic actually has some expectations for this Arbitrator."

Fiore said softly from below, "She didn't come in a wheelchair today; she walked in normally."

After a day of getting used to it and taking the fish gall as a gift, Fiore has regained the ability to move normally.

"This is nothing to worry about, so do as you see fit. I'm a bit tired too. Tell Caster I'll come see him again tomorrow."

Manshu only intended to say a few words briefly before taking a break.

"Lord Avisbro thought the same thing. He felt it unnecessary to bother you so late with his own business, and therefore wished to come to see you again tomorrow at noon." (Rain)

"Then you should answer him." Han

"yes.":

Fiore immediately withdrew from the palace to finish up for the day, and Manjusaka then closed her eyes, leaned back on the throne, and chose to rest for a moment. (8)

... (v)

On the hill beside Tulifas, the castle of the Thousand World Tree stands tall. (VII)

A slightly hazy outline emerging in the darkness easily evokes the image of a vast hell where a king stirs. (vi)

It must be said that this magnificent castle is completely out of place in a small city of only 20,000 people. (vi)

However, the residents of Tulipas all know that this castle controls the city. (iii)

Vlad III wanted to return here first, because the battle that had taken place on that land was over, and Vlad III had no intention of setting foot on other people's territory. (iv)

He saw no need to say anything more to the other king, especially after he had already lost face once. (iv)

In particular, he accomplished nothing; before he even reached the plain before the fortress, the great Greek hero Achilles stopped him. (II)

That Servant possessed incredible speed and incredible defense, rendering his Noble Phantasm completely useless.

The endless spikes couldn't hit the enemy at all; instead, they were mostly used for defense, to block the javelin that was powerful enough to shatter the Servant.

After Achilles chose to retreat, Vlad III merely gazed at the apocalyptic scene in the distance for a moment before turning back to the castle of the Thousand World Tree.

"My king, what an incredible battle situation!"

"Danick said with a sigh."

“Archer’s attitude toward power is indeed consistent with his attitude, that cannot be denied.”

Vlad III returned to his throne and spoke calmly.

"Do you really think it's necessary to rebuild that tower? The Red Team's trump card has been almost destroyed, and even their strongest Servant has fallen. At this point, it's time for us, the Black Team, to distribute the Holy Grail."

After the initial joy, it's time to face and reflect on some realities.

After eliminating the Servants of the Red Faction, the next challenge is infighting within their own faction.

Although Danic is the patriarch of the Yggdrasil clan, this is a Holy Grail War for the power to grant any wish.

Even the most sensible Fiore and Carles are unlikely to continue obeying his orders.

Therefore, we must prepare much earlier, not by doing anything foolish now, but simply to prepare for victory later. (8)

He had spent sixty years preparing, and the pain that had tormented his heart for eighty years was something he had to repay. (Wu)

This is the only point on which he will absolutely not back down; his life over the past decades has been a constant process of pushing others aside to climb the ladder. 7

If necessary, he would not hesitate for a moment to either expel members of his own clan or use forbidden methods. 6.

"What should we do?" Lu

Danic was thinking and talking, until soon after, the Arbiter knocked on the gates of the World Tree Castle. (Part Three)

……④

"You beast, put my elder sister down!"

Even on the land still ablaze before the fortress, some Servants remain.

Lions with manes as white as flowing gold roam this land.

The flames burning on the earth at the moment of her arrival were like Moses walking to the Red Sea, the flames automatically parting to allow this noble deity to pass through.

How could flames possibly scorch the sun? The difference between the two is like heaven and earth.

Most of these flames flowed directly from the ground towards Sekhmet; Manshu sent her out to quell the fires that were still burning on the ground.

However, when the Hanging Gardens were withdrawn from this land, they seemed to disregard everything else.