In Britain, the Noble Phantasm: Divine Key

"Seriously, aren't you worried that you'll miss the Holy Grail War because you're busy with the police station?"

“It’s alright. This isn’t my first time at the police station. I know exactly how to get out of there.” Lion’s Bane proudly gave Mordred a thumbs up. “Don’t worry, Saber, your Master is quite reliable.”

"Reliable my foot! This is definitely not something you should brag about!"

“What can we do then? We can’t just walk all the way to Tulifas, can we? People will die there, Sir.” Lion Robber said helplessly, but then he seemed to have thought of something and said excitedly, “Could it be that you, Saber, also have a mount like Rider? If that’s the case, you should have said so earlier. If I had known, I wouldn’t have risked going to jail to steal the car.”

Mordred's lips twitched slightly: "Did you just hit your head on something? I already told you that guy is King Arthur from another world, he has absolutely nothing to do with me, don't try to connect me with him!"

“But,” Shishigake tilted his head, “you seem to be paying a lot of attention to him, Saber?”

"Isn't this perfectly reasonable? He is King Arthur, and I am a rebellious knight. What's wrong with me paying attention to him?! Is there anything wrong with that?!"

Seeing Mordred's expression that said, "If you dare bring this up again, I'll kill you," Lion's Robber wisely chose to remain silent.

Mordred took a deep breath to calm himself down and said, "Alright, let's go to Tulifas."

"That's Black's stronghold right now, and if nothing unexpected happens, the final battle will likely take place there," Lion's Robber said cautiously. "Are you sure you want to go there?"

What he really meant was that if you went there, you would definitely run into Black Rider again.

"What are you talking about? Our goal is the Holy Grail, of course we have to go and fight!" Mordred rolled her eyes. "Besides, we've already fallen out with the Reds, so I don't need to tell you how dangerous it is to stay here."

“That makes sense.” Lion Robber nodded. “Alright, let’s go then.”

He was about to get into the driver's seat when Mordred suddenly popped out from the side and jumped in first.

"What are you doing?" Lion's Robbery raised an eyebrow slightly. "You don't have a driver's license."

"Huh? A driver's license? Who needs that? I have riding skills." Mordred proudly patted his chest. "Unless it's a fantasy species, there's no mount that Lord Mordred can't handle. Even if I've never driven this car before!"

Mordred's confident demeanor, as if to say "I've never driven before, but I think I can do it," aroused deep doubt in Lion's heart. Is this guy really okay?

"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!"

Lion's Roar sighed, walked around the car, and sat in the other passenger seat. For safety, he fastened his seatbelt beforehand, reminding him, "Before we go, let me remind you, the left side is the brake, and the right side is the accelerator. Remember not to..."

"set off!"

With a look of excitement on his face, Mordred stepped on the gas, and the car sped off like a wild horse.

"Slow down, slow down! You haven't fastened your seatbelt yet!" Lion Robber frantically grabbed the edge of the seat, watching the speedometer needle jump rapidly in fear. "We're in the city!"

“That stuff is completely unnecessary!” Mordred grinned, gripping the steering wheel tightly. Crimson lightning erupted and quickly covered the car's surface, causing the speed to surge again. “This thing is much more fun than riding a horse, woohoo!”

This brat even used magic to modify cars!

"You must have been sent by heaven to get revenge on me!!"

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Church of the Holy Church.

Kotomine Shiro stood silently before the altar for a long time before taking out a square cloth from his pocket.

This is a very ordinary piece of cloth, on which are drawn a golden Holy Grail, a cross, and angels in red robes and white skirts with blue wings, and angels in blue robes and red skirts with white wings.

He gently stroked the pattern on the cloth, the battle flag totem of his life. Back then, a full 37,000 people gathered around him, under this battle flag, to rebel against the tyrannical ruler.

However, they ultimately failed. The miracle that the masses cheered for was nothing but an illusionary poison. They lost everything, and all their hopes were shattered by the ruthlessness of reality.

This is only natural; how can someone who entrusts everything to miracles possibly defeat someone who controls reality?

God's grace has blinded him; today's victory leads them to tomorrow's despair. He is not the son of miracles who brings victory, but a sinner who leads people into an abyss.

In the end, no one was saved.

Humans are always like this: despicable, cruel, and base, they will stop at nothing to become stronger. Whether they are foreigners of different skin colors and cultures or friendly neighbors of the same origin, they can sacrifice everything for their own interests.

He finally understood that there was no such thing as redemption, and the only way to save the world was to provide relief to all of humanity.

This time, he will not fail!

"Is everything ready?" Kotomine Shiro turned around and looked at the empty space behind him.

The light of the spirit particles converged, and Assassin's figure emerged from it, nodding slightly: "I have completed Caster's temple, it should be fine now."

For the Red Team, Caster's most valuable asset is not her combat prowess, but rather her extensive experience as a magician and her unparalleled skill level surpassing all modern magicians. To ensure victory, Shirou Kotomine arranged for Caster to assist Assassin in completing the Sky Garden, planning to place Caster's temple upon it. This would not only greatly enhance the Sky Garden's power but also significantly boost Caster's strength, potentially making her comparable to Saber.

However, plans can never keep up with changes. Who could have imagined that the ambush plan, which seemed certain to succeed, would turn out to have such a twist? Not only did they fail to capture the target, but they also lost Caster in the process.

With Caster gone, the temple previously left on the Sky Garden can only be completed by Assassin alone, but is that something that can be done so easily?

Seeing the undisguised exhaustion on Assassin's pretty face, Kotomine Shiro remained silent for a moment before softly saying, "Thank you for your hard work."

"This is all for myself," Assassin said, arms crossed. "You promised me you'd make me the queen of the new world."

“Of course, this is my promise to you.” Shiro Kotomine smiled. “Go and inform Lancer and Rider. The final battle is about to begin.”

"What about Archer?" Assassin tilted his head and asked.

Kotomine Shiro hesitated for a moment. Now that Caster had left the scene and Saber had parted ways with them, Archer was a very valuable asset to them. Moreover, judging from the previous situation, Archer should be someone who could be recruited.

"I should give it a try..." Just as this thought flashed through his mind, a familiar voice suddenly echoed in his ears.

Are you looking for us?

The church doors slowly opened, and a tall nun walked in. Her beautiful face, no less stunning than Assassin's, wore a holy and gentle smile, like a saint descended to earth.

The newcomer was none other than Archer's Master, Sesshouin Kiara from Japan.

Looking at the woman, Assassin's eyes revealed a hint of wariness and hostility. He subtly stepped forward and stood side by side with Kotomine Shiro.

However, this subtle gesture did not escape Sesshouin's notice. She chuckled and said, "There's no need to be so reserved. After all, we're comrades who fought side by side. Or are you actually worried that I'll steal your Master?"

Assassin's face immediately darkened, revealing the sharp spikes in his palm: "Do you want to experience what it feels like to have your heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys burned through by poisoned wine?"

"Calm down, Assassin. Sesshouin-san was just joking." Kotomine Shirou raised his hand to reassure Assassin, then turned to Sesshouin Kiara and smiled gently, "You've come at the right time, Sesshouin-san. We're just about to launch a full-scale attack on the Black Faction. Would you like to join us?"

“Of course, after all, this is the very reason we participated in the Holy Grail War.” Sesshouin’s lips curled into a slightly amused smile. “But Father, are you sure your plan will succeed?”

"I'm just doing my best. If that doesn't work, then it just means that God isn't on my side," Kotomine Shiro said with a slightly helpless smile.

"Since that's the case, why don't you listen to my opinion?" Sesshouin's eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless abyss. "I might be able to offer you some help."

Chapter Twenty-Three: Prelude to the Final Battle

"Welcome back, Rider." Grand Duke Vlad III of Valajiva, dressed in a black tuxedo and deathly pale, sat high on the throne in the royal chamber, with Danik of the Yggdrasil tribe serving him as usual. "How was the harvest this time? Did you take care of Assassin?"

“I’m sorry, no.” Yanan shook his head and said.

"Is that so?" Vlad III stroked his chin thoughtfully. "To escape from you, it seems the Assassin's strength is indeed not to be underestimated."

"That's not the case. I just let her escape when I was surrounded by the Red Team," Yanan said calmly.

"Oh? You encountered a Red Faction Servant? Did you get any useful information?" Vlad III asked with interest, and Darnic's gaze immediately focused on Anahn.

Compared to the Assassin who has already slipped out of their control, the Red team is their real biggest threat.

“One thing is worth noting: the Rider summoned by the Red Team this time is very likely to be the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh, Ramses II,” Yanan said.

Danic's pupils suddenly contracted, his heart instantly filled with horror.

Ramses II, the pharaoh of the nineteenth dynasty of ancient Egypt, is also the most famous pharaoh in history. There are even legends that he was blessed by the gods. His civil and military achievements are unparalleled in the world. He led the Egyptian kingdom to an unprecedented golden age. The famous poet Shelley even called him the King of Kings.

In addition, the numerous temples and shrines left behind by Ramses II during his lifetime have ensured his continued high level of fame even in modern times. All these factors combined make it obvious, even to a fool, how terrifying the power of this ancient Egyptian pharaoh was.

Even by a conservative estimate, he would definitely not be weaker than Karna, the son of the sun god who appeared before.

Danic felt a chill run down his spine. He had thought his preparations were sufficient, but he hadn't expected the enemy to summon such powerful and terrifying heroic spirits.

As expected of a magic association with a history spanning thousands of years, its profound heritage is truly terrifying.

Fortunately, their side is also quite strong. They have two exceptional Servants, Archer and Rider, as well as Vlad III, who has the advantage of being from the home region. Although Saber has a fatal weakness, her strength is still top-notch. In addition, they have Caster's Noble Phantasm as a trump card, so their chances of winning are still very high.

“In addition, the Caster they summoned is Medea, a witch from ancient Greece,” Anahn added.

Danic's expression instantly turned serious. As a magician, he was well aware of Medea's stature in the world of magic.

As a disciple of Hecate, the ancient Greek goddess of magic, her arrival was practically a devastating blow to all modern magicians.

This is not good news. We need to find a way to get rid of this witch first... Darnick thought to himself. If it were a regular Holy Grail War with seven knights fighting, Medea wouldn't be too troublesome an enemy. After all, although she is highly skilled in magic, her physical fragility is still a fatal flaw that she cannot avoid. In addition, the three knights Saber, Lacner, and Archer all have resistance to magic. We can deal with her with just a little sacrifice.

However, in this Holy Grail War between two factions, with the protection of comrades, such a highly skilled magician has a lot of room to maneuver.

Yanan noticed Danic's worry and said calmly, "Don't worry, Caster won't pose a threat to us anymore."

"Huh? Why?" Danic asked, puzzled.

“Because… I’ve already killed her,” Yanan said calmly.

A glint flashed in Vlad III's eyes, and Danic's eyes widened in disbelief.

Despite being surrounded by the red team, Rider managed to turn the tables and kill the opposing Caster. Just how terrifying is Rider's strength?

It seems that Rider didn't show his full strength in the previous battle against Lancer.

“There’s one more thing. It seems that Saber from the Red Team has fallen out with them, which is a significant advantage for us,” Yanan said.

Danic was slightly taken aback, then an undisguised look of joy appeared on his face.

The Red Team's Saber has actually defected to their side? This is fantastic news! With the loss of such a powerful Servant, they now undoubtedly hold an absolute advantage in terms of raw strength!

"Hehe, it seems that this time, luck is on my side," Vlad III laughed. "Get ready, Danic, it's time for us to have the final showdown with the Reds."

As an experienced military strategist, Vlad III naturally knew how rare this opportunity was, and if he didn't act now, when would he?

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Even with Danic's composure, he couldn't help but show his excitement at this moment. The long-cherished wish of the Thousand World Tree Clan was finally about to be fulfilled!

Vlad III turned to Yanan and said, "You've had a hard time this time, Rider. Go back and get some rest. The final battle will be coming soon."

“I understand.” Anan nodded and turned to leave the royal chamber.

As the door gradually closed, Danic suddenly said with a puzzled look, "Come to think of it, it seems like I haven't seen Serenekay in a long time."

Although Sereneka's personality is somewhat withdrawn and eccentric due to her early exposure to black magic, it is indeed rare for her to not appear for several days in a row.

In the past, this kind of thing happened when she was doing some important magic experiments, but even then she would notify others in advance to avoid being disturbed.

However, this time, they received no news from Serenekae at all.

“Danic, the most important thing before us now is victory in the Holy Grail War. There’s no need to dwell on these minor matters so deeply,” Vlad III said meaningfully.

Danic seemed to understand something as well, and bowed slightly, saying, "Yes, I understand, Your Majesty."