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Rokudo Reika used the class card to disguise herself as a Master sent by Osare, and joined the Thousand Worlds Tree with Altria, who was also disguised, as her apparent Servant.

At the same time, the real Jack the Ripper, that is, Little Jack, keeps his breath blocked at all times, and as a guard accompanying Liudao Lingxia, he secretly protects his dear "mother" and prevents Qianjieshu from plotting anything bad.

As for sending all three out, leaving only Shuoyue—

"I will go to the Red camp, blend into their team, and infiltrate the Red camp's main and subordinates, and persuade them to defect to our camp... Of course, you have to do the same."

"When the red and black camps fight to the death, it will be our turn to reap the benefits."

Shuoyue recounted his bold and crazy plan, but his eyes were filled with the calmness that comes from careful consideration.

"Although we, the blue camp, have the fewest people and the weakest overall strength, we also have our own advantages: concealment, and... me."

Touching his chest, the Six Paths Command Spells spread out like wings. Shuoyue looked out the window at the clear blue sky, his tone calm and confident.

"The Holy Grail belongs to me."

It is worth mentioning that although they are not in the same dimension, the son of Goldruf Mujik Yugdomirenya is Goldruf Mujik, who is the new director in the FGO Lostbelt plot. The "Dur" often mentioned by the new director is the name given to the android by his father. Remember that it is now the fourth generation.

Chapter 393 Dracula's sad wish, the arrival of the Sixth Master Lingxia

Chapter 394 Dracula's sad wish, the arrival of the Sixth Master Lingxia

When the four members of the 'Blue' camp arrived in Romania, it was already the next morning.

"There are fourteen powerful Heroic Spirits, which is undoubtedly the largest number among the numerous Apocrypha Holy Grail Wars. However, this scale is abnormal in any case. Based on my understanding of the Holy Grail system, this situation will also distort the management system of the Holy Grail. At this time, the Judge will appear."

A beautiful woman in an emerald green dress; a handsome young man in a suit and tie with an aristocratic demeanor; and two attendants and a child, one big and one small, wearing black cloaks to cover their faces.

This was a strange team. Passers-by watched them leave in surprise. Although the four tried their best to keep a low profile, their temperament that was incompatible with ordinary people attracted attention like a moth-luring light.

As if feeling too much attention, the young man raised his head and glanced around. His eyes alone were so sharp that it was difficult for others to look directly at him. Soon he snapped his fingers again, performing some kind of magic while continuing to explain to the beauty beside him:

"Nine out of ten of the Holy Church's supervisors have ill intentions and are malicious... Precisely because humans cannot be used to screen humans, in this case, the Holy Grail will use its own logic to summon the judge of this Holy Grail War regardless of the presence of supervisors."

"The Judge will not favor any one faction, and will act to protect the concept of the Holy Grail War itself. This Holy Grail War has gathered monsters that cannot stand idly by. Therefore, it is almost certain that they will be summoned."

Having said that, Shuoyue looked at Daimao meaningfully, and Altria looked away guiltily.

Compared to the orthodox ones, she, the judge whose spiritual base was changed by Merlin on the grounds of "bringing more treasures", is obviously very untrue.

Not to mention that she was summoned by Shuoyue.

"If nothing unexpected happens, the one summoned this time is Joan of Arc, the famous French Saint." Shuoyue directly told the information of the Arbiter, "When she arrives here, both the Black and Red sides will take action. Lingxia, at that time you will join the Black team to protect the Arbiter."

Although what Shuoyue was about to do was tantamount to violating the rules, he also understood how strong Jeanne was and how outrageous her defense was, especially her second treasure, the weapon that promised mutual destruction. If Shuoyue was caught off guard, he would definitely not be able to stop her.

As for Altria, her Order and Good character would never allow her to attack Jeanne without reason.

——So, we can only become friends.

Thinking of this, the chaotic and evil young man sighed helplessly and stopped at the end of the street.

"Have you memorized all the key points, Sixth Director Lingxia?"

"Yeah, of course." The beautiful woman smiled and waved the small notebook that contained mysterious knowledge. Black flames appeared in her hand and burned the small notebook clean, indicating that she had memorized it all.

"It seems that you have mastered the black magic formula well." Shuoyue liked the wisdom of Liudao Lingxia. "I won't say sorry to you. Although it seems unfair, this is the part you should fulfill in the contract. Let me wish you to live to the end."

"It's hard to repay the favor of saving my life. I should thank you for giving me this opportunity, Mr. Shuoyue." Lingxia picked up little Jack and smiled softly, "After all, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met little Jack and Miss Altria."

"Mom~" Little Jack rubbed against Lingxia's arms like a cat, making her giggle.

Seeing that Sixth Director Lingxia had a firm attitude, Shuoyue said no more. He looked at Altria, and after conveying their concern for each other to "be careful", they parted ways and went their separate ways.

As the envoy of the Magic Association, Shuo Yue will infiltrate the red side and compete with Amakusa in a battle of wits and courage.

The Sixth Leader Reika, Little Jack and Altria disguised themselves as the destroyed Osare clan, joined the Thousand Worlds Tree and became a member of the black camp.

Intrigues, speculations, and changing with the wind, Wu and Yue are in the same boat.

Wishes collide with wishes, and missions and tragic wishes are entangled.

Let the curtain rise, unparalleled heroes.

Until the rainbow blue covers all red and black—

Until the moment when the supreme golden light was also incorporated into the rainbow light.

Thousand World Tree, Milenia Fortress

On this sunny and lazy afternoon, the Red Servant and the Master were still trying to communicate with each other. However, for Danik and Vlad III, who had long passed this stage, waiting for the arrival of the Osare family was the top priority.

After drinking the expensive red wine, even though he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, Vlad III still maintained the grace of a king.

Danic, do you know how I feel now? "

The answer was self-evident from the happy smile on her face. However, Danik still dared to reply:

"No, for a lowly magician like me, the idea of ​​you, the great duke known as 'Little Dragon Lord', is something I can never reach no matter how much I think about it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he glanced at Danik unhappily.

"Excessive flattery can reveal a person's character, Danic. You who call me the Lord are still mine, and as a leader, I do not deny this."

"Yes."

Did he go too far? Danic was shocked in his heart. After all, Vlad III was once the king of Romania. Even if it was a magician who was isolated from the world and could do immoral things without changing his expression, he would show respect to him without hesitation.

"Danik, I have spent half my life protecting this country from the Turks. Although I have handled all the government affairs that a king can do properly, there are still some shortcomings."

"What exactly is that?"

"'People', I lack a general who can lead the whole army. I spent everything on fighting and winning, but on the other hand, I can't do anything else. It's not that I'm incompetent, right? It's just -"

"'Not enough time and manpower', is that what you meant to say?"

After hearing what Danic said, he nodded with satisfaction.

"And I finally got an irreplaceable 'person'. Six heroic spirits, one of whom is Siegfried. He can be said to be the most outstanding hero I can think of!"

That's right, apart from Gold, only Hedanic knew what kind of hero that person was. Gold's catalyst was a blood-stained bodhi leaf. Although he relied on the help of his old friend Einzbern, the fat man was lucky enough to get such a holy relic.

"Not only that. The great Greek sage Chiron, King Charlemagne's twelve warriors Astolfo, Dr. Frankenstein's mad creation, and Avisser Brown. Although that man is a bit stubborn, the soldiers he created are truly supreme fighting power."

In the Holy Grail War, it would be natural for the seven pairs of masters and servants to refine their own strategies and rely on tactics to fight.

However, this Holy Grail War was completely different from that. The reason was that the fighting force was not one person, but seven people, all basic classes. Even these classes, which were extremely difficult to survive to the end in "Fuyuki's" Holy Grail War, were able to fully demonstrate their true value.

For example, the golems summoned by Roger are currently being produced in the process of over a thousand. The golems are divided into small, medium, and large sizes, and are eagerly waiting for the moment of battle.

"We are all the Grand Duke's subordinates and generals."

Recovering his thoughts, Danic looked at the high-spirited leader and expressed his loyalty again, while Vlad shook his red wine glass, and his thoughts inevitably drifted far away.

Ah, what regrets. If they were here, Yu Mingming wouldn't have to be imprisoned in that castle."

In 1642, Hungarian King Matthias arrested Vlad III as a collaborator of the Ottoman Turks and imprisoned him for twelve years.

All the achievements of fighting to defend the country were tarnished, and before I knew it, rumors were spreading that I was a bloodthirsty evil spirit. What a humiliation it was.

Today, people all over the world know the name of "Dracula" and the just story of Van Helsing killing Dracula, created by Bram Stoker. But how many people know that the prototype of Dracula is the historical Grand Duke Vlad III, a rare hero who defended Wallachia and saved the country from Mehmed II!

"But, after all, that was just a distant dream. What I must consider is the present! It is my pathetic name stained with blood!"

"Don't worry. If we defeat the seven and activate the Greater Holy Grail, the Archduke's wish will surely come true."

To restore his reputation - that was Vlad III's wish. He wanted to clear the stigma of "Dracula" that had spread around the world.

He did not want to deny the path he had taken. He wanted to accept the battles with Turkey, imprisonment, and the bad times he had lived through with a positive attitude. However, he could not tolerate his name being tarnished by the mud in a place that had nothing to do with him.

The passion for this Holy Grail War was probably the highest among all the people, and this persistence was exactly what Danic wanted.

At this moment, the expressionless waiter came forward and delivered the message.

"Grand Duke, His Royal Highness Danic, an envoy claiming to be from Osare has arrived."

Is it finally here?

Danic and Vlad III looked at each other, stood up together, walked out of the lounge and went to the king's room.

Beneath the towering and majestic throne, a beautiful woman in an emerald green dress, exuding an ominous aura, was quietly waiting.

"A first-class magician of Osare, Sixth Guide Lingxia, it is an honor to meet the head of the Thousand World Tree and the leader of this place."

Bowing, her dress formed a soft curve, the woman smiled tenderly, looking towards the throne with calm and clear eyes.

Like daffodils blooming in a pool of blood.

Chapter 394: The Difficulties of the Thousand World Trees

Chapter 395: The Difficulties of the Thousand World Trees

The news of the Osare messenger's arrival spread like the wind throughout the Mirenia Fortress.

"come yet?"

After receiving the news from the servant, Fiore pursed her lips, her brown hair falling in front of her plump chest, and a look of distress appeared on her pretty face.

Fiore Fulvigi Eugdomrenia, the candidate for the next leader of the Gedomrenia clan, possesses a rare magic circuit that is rarely seen in a century. She is a genius and treasure of the clan in terms of necromancy and ergonomics.

It's a pity that God is jealous of her talent. Due to the deterioration of her magic circuit, her legs were paralyzed and she had to use a wheelchair to move around. Fortunately, she took good care of herself and her slender legs did not shrink.

"What's wrong?" The man in armor, looking burly and heroic, leaned over and asked with concern.

Chiron, the great sage in Greek mythology, was the servant summoned by Fiore. In order to prevent his real name from being revealed, he chose to give up the image of a centaur and appear in the world as a human.

"The Osare clan... I've never met them, but I remember they are black magicians, right?"

Was it because she was repulsed by the black magic? The girl sighed softly, struggling for a few seconds in her aqua blue eyes, but she finally made up her mind helplessly.

"As a candidate, I can't just ignore it, well, that's it...Chiron."

"I understand." Chiron, who had a very good relationship with Fiore, naturally understood what the Master meant. He smiled, opened his big palm, grabbed Fiore's wheelchair, and pushed her towards the King's Room.

When Fiore entered the King's Chamber, he was surprised to find that except for his master Gold, all the others were gathered there.

"What are you..."

"I just tested the performance and was planning to go back and sort out the data, but then I saw the Osare clan coming, so I thought of coming over to take a look."

Fiore's younger brother, Colles Fulvigi Eugedomrenia, spread his hands. He had the same brown hair as his sister and wore a pair of black-framed glasses. He looked gentle and harmless.

In fact, his personality and qualifications were not suitable for the Holy Grail War, but since he was chosen, he had no will to resist and could only accept it reluctantly.

"Mmm." Frankenstein, who was wearing a snow-white wedding dress and unable to organize normal speech due to her frenzy, also known as Kenniang, made a dissatisfied sound, as if blaming the master for not wanting the servants.

On the other side, Astolfo, a handsome man with pink hair who looked almost androgynous, had an excited expression as if he was watching the fun, which formed a sharp contrast with Serenika's icy expression. One could tell who had dragged whom over without even looking.

As for Avisbronn and his Master...

"I was planning to discuss the Noble Phantasm with Lord Danic." Avisbron, who was wearing a black and blue striped robe and a golden mask covering his face, said coldly, "It's just that the messenger from Osare got there first."

"Of course I came here with my teacher!" Roger, the self-proclaimed student, raised his hand and answered excitedly.

As the youngest puppet-making genius of the Thousand Worlds Tree, Roger Frein Thousand Worlds Tree honestly thought that it was "nothing special" when he summoned Avisbron, but he was moved by the puppet made by this servant because it was so powerful and beautiful. From then on, he became his loyal believer.

Regarding this, Avisbronn remained silent, neither accepting nor rejecting.

All right." After understanding the reason for the Masters' arrival, Fiore stopped asking questions and turned his attention back to the Masters.

Different from the relaxed atmosphere when they were together, the atmosphere between the two people facing each other in front of the throne was grim. Not long after Fiore looked over, Danic's angry voice resounded throughout the room.

"What? You refuse to reveal your Servant's real name!?"

Danik, wearing a white and gold robe, waved his sleeves in anger, his expression full of intimidation and oppression:

"Since you have chosen to join the 'Black' camp, revealing the Servant's true name is a must. It is the key to gaining our trust! Or - you came to the Thousand Worlds Tree with other purposes in mind?"

In line with Danic's questioning, Vlad III, who was sitting on the throne, also exuded a dangerous murderous aura. However, the figure in a black robe beside Liudao Lingxia just took a step forward, and the clear fighting spirit eliminated the murderous aura into nothingness.

"Oh?" Vlad III raised his eyes and looked at Liudao Lingxia and the mysterious servant beside her for the first time. His tone was slightly relaxed. "It seems that he is not an ordinary person. Judging from his rare fighting spirit, he must be a famous hero, right? Even so, are you willing to spend this war in anonymity?"

"It's alright, King of Wallachia." A heroic female voice came from under the cloak, "Since you are an assassin, you should hide behind the scenes. I believe in the Master's ability, and I believe that the Thousand Worlds Tree will not let me down."

"In exchange, I will not take the initiative to ask about the real names of the black servants." Sixth Master Lingxia took over the topic and said calmly, "Besides, the real name seems to be concealed, right? I am not the first one."

How did she know this information? !

Danik was startled, and his eyes suddenly changed when he looked at Sixth Director Lingxia.

Even though it happened last night, the fact that we were able to obtain this information in the Mirenia Fortress which was under martial law only showed that the Osare Clan still had eyes and ears in the Thousand Worlds Tree!

Damn it, it turned out that the decision to expel the Osare clan from the Thousand World Tree was the right one. Ten years later, there are still remnants. If I hadn't taken the initiative back then, I'm afraid I would have had to fight for the position of the head of the family...