Honkai Summoning.

Later, Matou Sakura, having adapted to the torment, became somewhat normal—at least she looked a little more like a normal person. But… Su Mo couldn't possibly let her continue to suffer the torment of the Crest Worms, could he?

The two grown men squatted down in front of Matou Sakura, looking troubled.

"By the way, does she have parents? Shall we send her back?" Li Yunlong asked.

“I don’t know who her mother is, but her father is Tokiomi Tohsaka, a participant in this Holy Grail War,” Su Mo said, then took out a small notebook from his pocket and added Tokiomi Tohsaka’s name.

"...Is this a death list?" Li Yunlong couldn't help but ask.

"Since it's war, of course we should go all out." A cold smile appeared on Su Mo's lips.

After suppressing his smile, Su Mo looked at Matou Sakura and said, "Here's the situation: we took down that perverted old man. So you're free now, and you don't have to stay in the insect hive anymore."

Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Matou Sakura finally reacted and looked up at Su Mo.

However, her eyes were completely lifeless, and Su Mo couldn't read any emotion from them.

"So, are you willing to come with us? If not... well, you have nowhere else to go anyway." Su Mo's tone changed, and he picked up Matou Sakura and walked towards the door.

They can't linger here any longer. After all, they used rocket launchers to blast through the barrier, and with the insects swarming everywhere, this is bound to make headlines tomorrow.

Unless those magician families use their power to suppress this matter.

“Kids all love sweets, let’s buy some candy,” Li Yunlong said to Su Mo. “And some teddy bears and stuff too.”

So, an hour later, there were several teddy bears, each slightly larger than Matou Sakura, on the back seat of the car, surrounded by piles of all kinds of candy.

Sakura Matou sat between two giant teddy bears, holding a snow-white puppy in her arms. The puppy seemed to like Sakura very much, occasionally sticking out its tongue to lick her little face.

Matou Sakura's blank, expressionless face finally seemed to show some expression, conveying a sense of bewilderment and the feeling that happiness had come too suddenly.

"See? I told you it would work," Li Yunlong said to Su Mo in the passenger seat.

"Yeah, but I still need to go to the hospital. Psychological issues really do require a professional doctor," Su Mo said lazily.

Find a little girl on the roadside and raise her as a pet?

No, no, no, to be honest, Su Mo has no interest in that. If he really had such leisure, he would probably have raised countless lolis by now.

They spent a fortune, finding the best sanatorium, the most beautiful and skilled nurses, and the best doctors, ensuring that Matou Sakura received the best care and was transformed into a little princess.

Having made a unilateral appointment with Matou Sakura to visit her the next day, Su Mo and Li Yunlong left the quiet and comfortable place.

“Old Wang, you’re spending money like this…” Li Yunlong said to Su Mo. Although this comrade was a good person, judging from his spending habits, he seemed to be corrupted by capitalism.

In those days, it was a case of being defeated by sugar-coated bullets.

“Old Li, this is capitalist money.” Su Mo waved the card in his hand. “I’m using this money to do good deeds. This is called peeling off the sugar coating and firing the cannonballs back at them.”

"That makes some sense." Li Yunlong was somewhat convinced by Su Mo.

“Of course that makes sense. Let’s go. I’ve already booked the best restaurant in Fuyuki City. It’s a bit strange for two grown men to be here, but we might as well eat. We’ve only been given a second chance at life, so we can’t treat ourselves badly,” Su Mo said.

On the other side, in Germany.

The old patriarch of the Einzbern family looked at the bill in his hand, his fingers trembling slightly. He touched his heart and reassured himself, "It's alright. As long as we win the Holy Grail War, spending a little money is nothing..."

"Emiya Kiritsugu, if you fail to obtain the Holy Grail this time, I'll make Alice divorce you!"

A roar came from inside the castle.

Kiritsugu Emiya, far away in Fuyuki City, suddenly sneezed. Hisa Umaya, who was next to him, asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

"It's alright," Kiritsugu Emiya said, frowning. Supplying mana to three Servants was a considerable burden for him. If Su Mo and Li Yunlong hadn't been random Servants with A+ freedom of movement, greatly reducing Kiritsugu Emiya's mana consumption, he might have already collapsed.

Even so, he is exhausted after using his fixed control technique even once.

Fortunately, he was not a pure magician. Kiritsugu Emiya always regarded magic as a means. To him, firearms and magic were no different. He would use whichever was more useful.

It is precisely for this reason that Kiritsugu Emiya maintained considerable combat power despite having almost no access to magic. At least with his skills and marksmanship, coupled with special bullets like the Origin Bullet, he remained a significant threat to magicians.

Su Mo, the culprit behind all this, walked out of the restaurant with Li Yunlong, completely satisfied.

"I'm so full." Li Yunlong patted his stomach contentedly, and was about to say something to Su Mo when his expression suddenly changed slightly. "Emiya Kiritsugu has summoned me." As he spoke, his body gradually blurred and disappeared from the spot.

"Hmm, has it started?" Su Mo asked.

Kiritsugu Emiya directly called for Li Yunlong's support, which means that they—or rather, Irisviel and Alto—have encountered an enemy, and the Holy Grail War is about to break out.

However, Irisviel did not summon Su Mo directly to her side, which proves that they should not have encountered any danger.

"Speaking of which, why didn't you summon me... I only remember it being some kind of dock, but who knows which dock it was?" Su Mo got into the car and turned on the car navigation. There shouldn't be too many places like docks.

At this moment, under the streetlights in the darkness, Artoria was fighting a man with a beauty mark under his eye, carrying two guns, who clearly had bad luck.

Each clash of their weapons produced golden sparks and a whistling sound as they pierced the air.

Irisviel stood beside her, a hint of worry on her face.

In the darkness, Li Yunlong squatted down next to Emiya Kiritsugu and said, "Why did you call me here?"

Emiya Kiritsugu was already quite used to Li Yunlong's occasional outbursts of profanity. He handed him a pair of binoculars and pointed in another direction.

Li Yunlong took the binoculars, frowned, and looked at them for a while before saying, "Isn't this guy already dead?" The binoculars showed an assassin hiding in the shadows, and he didn't know how Emiya Kiritsugu had discovered him.

“Things aren’t that simple,” Kiritsugu Emiya said. “Follow him and find his Master.”

Prior to this, Kiritsugu Emiya had watched the video of the Assassin Servant being killed. At the time, he felt that it wasn't that simple, and now, hiding in the shadows, he indeed saw that the Assassin, who should have died, was still alive and well.

So he directly summoned Li Yunlong and put him in charge of the assassin. As for Kiritsugu Emiya himself, he naturally had to find the Master of the spearmen fighting on the field.

"What about this side? I think that young girl is having a hard time keeping up," Li Yunlong said to Emiya Kiritsugu.

On the field, the spearman with the beauty mark under his eye used sweet words to trick the naive Saber into taking off her clothes—no, she took off her armor.

Then, Saber drew blood—a wound on his thumb that wouldn't heal.

So this incident teaches us that we should never trust handsome men who use sweet talk, or we'll have to bear the serious consequences ourselves.

“I’m here, I won’t let them get into danger. Besides, you underestimate Saber.” Kiritsugu Emiya said calmly.

“There are always unexpected events,” Li Yunlong said, frowning.

"Don't forget your comrade-in-arms, Comrade Wang Aiguo." When he spoke of Su Mo, Kiritsugu Emiya's tone was strangely indescribable.

Chapter 66: I heard someone's showing off, and the situation is getting out of control.

(Thanks to Shenshang, Yunfeiyang2013, and BookFriend160103 for their generous donations!)

Although the thought of Wang Aiguo makes Kiritsugu Emiya feel a bit green, he has to admit that this random Heroic Spirit is very strong.

At least, during his sparring session with King Arthur, Kiritsugu Emiya, who witnessed the entire process, remarked that the two were evenly matched. King Arthur didn't even unleash his true power—but that King Aiguo didn't even use his Noble Phantasm.

Kiritsugu Emiya felt that this Heroic Spirit was definitely no weaker than King Arthur, whom they had gone to great lengths to summon.

Li Yunlong didn't say anything more. He picked up his binoculars and looked at the assassins hidden in the darkness in the distance, showing full trust in his patriotic comrade.

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu Emiya was searching for the Master of the Lancer who was relentlessly fighting King Arthur on the field. However, this guy was clearly not a fool; he understood the basic rules of the Holy Grail War—the Master hides and lets the Servants charge in.

A few more minutes passed.

King Arthur gradually began to show his strength. Even with his thumb unable to bear the weight and his left hand almost useless, he still fought the spearmen with great skill, although it looked a bit difficult and he seemed to be on the verge of collapse.

However, the spearmen just couldn't take her down.

Kenneth, the Lancer Master hiding in the shadows, also began to get annoyed. He had originally chosen a Rider Servant, but the summoning medium was stolen by his student Waver, so he had to use a different medium to summon the Lancer, who has always been unlucky.

This was nothing. Kenneth was very confident in his abilities. He believed that a genius of his noble lineage and exceptional strength would eventually win the Holy Grail War.

Even if you summon spearmen, it doesn't matter.

However, the spearman seemed a bit too handsome—of course, Kenneth, being a man, didn't find him handsome. But the addition of his beauty mark under his eye successfully bewitched Kenneth's fiancée, Sora.

Given this situation, one can imagine Kenneth's feelings every time he sees the spearmen. Emiya Kiritsugu is only somewhat dissatisfied with "King Aiguo" for not doing his job properly and spending his time racing his wife; occasionally, he feels a bit cuckolded.

But Kenneth's reaction went beyond that; at the very least, he felt like he was being cuckolded by the spearman. Even though the spearman repeatedly stated that he just wanted to be a loyal dog and had absolutely no interest in cuckolding his lord.

Seeing that the spearmen were unable to defeat the enemy, Kenneth grew increasingly frustrated and began ordering the spearmen to kill, while also considering whether he should intervene himself.

After all, the swordsman's master didn't seem to have much combat power.

If it weren't for the cavalry suddenly appearing and disrupting his Master, Kiritsugu Emiya's plan would have been half successful. Unfortunately, there are no "ifs." The Heroic Spirit cavalryman who had been observing for some time—Iskander, also known as Alexander the Great—made a grand entrance with his Master.

Seeing the strong entry of a third party, both the spearmen and Artoria wisely chose to temporarily halt their attack and observe the situation.

With his muscular physique and seemingly unrestrained demeanor, Iskandar lived up to everyone's expectations of his appearance, immediately launching into a tirade of taunts and insults at all the enemies lurking in the shadows.

At the same time, Kenneth discovered that this guy's Master was actually his student, so he also began to mock him.

The atmosphere of the Holy Grail War, elevated by the exciting battles between swordsmen and lancers, was instantly and completely ruined by these mutual taunts.

If you have any complaints, why do you have to insult each other? Can't you just calm down and stab each other a few times?

At this moment, Kiritsugu Emiya just hoped those guys would stop talking nonsense and come out to fight, so he could take advantage of the chaos and use a sniper rifle to ambush and kill a few Masters.

However, before Kiritsugu Emiya's wish could come true, two more Servants appeared on the field.

A figure clad entirely in black armor, shrouded in dark mist, exuding a violent aura, with an art style distinctly different from other heroic spirits—undoubtedly a berserker.

The other one was the complete opposite, shimmering with gold all over, his hair standing on end, making him look like a giant light bulb atop a streetlamp—quite eye-catching. Frankly, if it weren't for his handsome face and ruby-like eyes, he'd look like a typical aristocratic punk rocker.

This golden, glittering figure immediately distinguished himself upon appearance—he wouldn't allow anyone to look him in the eye. It's baffling what possessed him to have such an idea; even the most powerful member of the "Shakugan family" wouldn't make such an unreasonable demand.

So Gilgamesh started fighting the berserker who was staring straight at him.

You said that berserkers are the epitome of rage, and "crazy person with low intelligence" is a fitting description for them. Why are you arguing with a madman?

The berserker and Gilgamesh started fighting, making the already chaotic scene even more chaotic.

Several Masters were beginning to consider retiring; starting such a chaotic battle right from the beginning was not a good idea. If things really got out of hand, wouldn't that just benefit the currently absent magician Servants and the incredibly mysterious assassins?

Everyone wanted to reap the benefits, and no one wanted to be the unfortunate fish or the water bird.

Just as Gilgamesh was showing off and the idiot berserker was not convinced, the two sides started fighting and the situation was about to get out of control when the wailing of police sirens came from afar.

Before the heroic spirits could figure out why such an alarm was sounding, the alarm was already approaching at a considerable speed.

A black car with a red and blue siren mounted on its roof roared into the battlefield of the heroic spirits. With a series of horrific screeching brakes, the car left several black tracks on the ground and came to a stop in the center.

"Zi-"

A shrill announcement blared from inside the car: "This is Inspector Megure of the Fuyuki City Police Department. We've received a report from the public that someone is showing off at the docks—no, a group of anime fans dressed in bizarre costumes are holding an illegal assembly at the docks. The situation is getting out of control..."

"Hey, did you even register your gathering? Do you know how much trouble you're causing others by causing trouble in a place like this late at night?!"

"And that person, what are you doing standing on that lamppost! Are you vandalizing public property! Get down here right now!"