In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

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So as long as they can make their wish before the recovery team arrives, the Clock Tower will be powerless to stop them!

Lion's Tribulation Realm has no interest in the root cause.

But he also has his own wishes that he wants to fulfill!

Tulifas, Transylvania, Romania.

Late at night, this small town with a population of only 20,000 was already shrouded in the deep darkness.

In the great castle atop the hill, in Mirenia.

Danic Preston Yggdomirenia gazes out at the utterly silent town.

"That's right, it's all for today!"

Danic muttered to himself, a silent determination burning in his eyes.

Seventy years ago, he participated in the Third Holy Grail War, attempting to save his family with the power of the Holy Grail.

However, with the destruction of the Lesser Grail, the Holy Grail War ended without a conclusion.

Therefore, he did not participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War, both because he failed to qualify and because he no longer placed his hopes on the Holy Grail.

however.

Shortly after the Fourth Holy Grail War ended, Darnic received an unexpected surprise—

The Great Grail, which he had longed for but could never obtain, fell from the sky and smashed right into his face!

This filled Danic with ecstasy, though he didn't understand where the Greater Grail came from. But as long as the Greater Grail was real, and as long as it could grant his wish, nothing else mattered!

From that day on, for a full ten years, Darnic was constantly preparing for the next Holy Grail War.

He had assumed that, like in Fuyuki City, the Greater Grail would need at least sixty years to gather enough magical energy to begin the Holy Grail War. However, the process was far smoother than he had imagined. In just ten years, the Greater Grail's magical energy was already abundant enough for him to summon the first Servant.

During these ten years, the Yggdrasil clan was also able to collect a large number of outstanding relics!

Tonight, they will simultaneously summon four Heroic Spirits, bringing the total number of Servants to six. Including the Assassin who was summoned in Shinjuku, Tokyo for some reason, all seven of the Black Faction's Servants have now appeared!

Victory in this war will surely belong to them!

The sound of the wheels made Danic turn around. There was a smiling girl with slightly curly brown hair sitting in a wheelchair.

"Uncle, time is almost up."

The girl's voice was soft and clear, and her delicate face was adorned with a lovely smile, making her seem like an adorable angel descended to earth, inspiring longing in everyone.

But Danic had something else on his mind.

Fiore Fulvige Yggdrasilena is both the foremost magician of the Yggdrasil race and the successor to Danic—

In other words, she is the next patriarch of the Thousand World Tree clan.

Unlike the others, the girl in front of him was genuinely greedy.

Generally speaking, there are two types of geniuses.

One type is people who possess brilliant talents across a wide range of fields.

The other type is those who possess terrifyingly deep talents hidden in specific fields.

Fiore belongs to the latter category. Although she is not good at almost any kind of magic, she has a talent in necromancy and ergonomics that surpasses even the top lecturers of the Clock Tower.

Although the girl was ranked as a third-rate magician, the lowest of the three, only those who knew her knew that this disabled girl in a wheelchair actually possessed the power to easily kill a first-rate magician!

Unfortunately.

Her personality has huge flaws.

Magicians are ruthless guys, and that's not a derogatory term, but a genuine compliment.

The more ruthless and cold-blooded a magician is, the better he becomes.

Fiore's flaw lies in this; she is far too sentimental.

“Let’s go, Fiore.”

Danic smiled and nodded slightly to the girl.

"Of course, Uncle."

Fiore lowered her head slightly and pushed her wheelchair out of the room with Danic.

She didn't actually want to participate in this Holy Grail War.

There is both resentment towards being at odds with friends who once studied together in the Clock Tower, and fear of being at odds with the Clock Tower itself.

In the world of magic, the Clock Tower is an absolute symbol. It is the gathering place for all mysteries and all magic, and is truly the central hub of the Magic Association!

Fiore understood perfectly well that this organization, which had been passed down for more than two thousand years, must contain something that they could not even imagine.

Danic's desire to break away from the Clock Tower was utterly insane in her eyes, but if she were to disobey him, Danic would have no choice but to comply!

It was a monster that had lived for a hundred years, yet its body remained as tender as that of a twenty-year-old, and it possessed the most outstanding magical imprint of the Thousand World Tree clan.

Anyone who defies him will be expelled from the Yggdrasil clan—or face even more dire consequences.

Even if she truly wanted to defy him, she would have to wait until she possessed absolute power.

For example, summoning a Servant powerful enough to overwhelm others.

Fiore silently followed Danic to the King's Chamber where the summoning ceremony was held, where the other three Masters had already gathered.

They are all magicians of the Thousand World Tree Clan, each with outstanding talent in their respective fields—of course, this excellence is only within the Thousand World Tree Clan; in the eyes of the Clock Tower, they are only second-rate.

Perhaps it was precisely this life of discrimination that made them determined to join Danic in rebellion?

The magic circle's design was already inscribed, and the gold and silver mixture, formed by melting the materials, remained liquid due to the inclusion of a temperature-maintaining spell. This meticulously crafted, complex magic circle was specially designed to summon the remaining four Servants simultaneously.

As Fiore thought about it, the noise around her gradually subsided into silence.

Danic stood beside the high throne, arms outstretched, and declared:

"Everyone, place the catalysts you have collected on the altar!"

Fiore silently pushed the wheelchair forward and took out the precious relic that she had kept in the wooden box.

"Sister, let me do it."

The brown-haired boy walked up to her and said softly.

Fiore looked up at the brown-haired boy in front of her, whose face was covered with freckles and whose childlike innocence was still faintly visible.

Koles Folvige Yogdomirenia, that was her brother.

Fiore did not refuse; it was indeed difficult for her, sitting in a wheelchair, to bend down and place the sacred relic on the altar.

She opened the wooden box, took out the broken piece of wood inside, and handed it to Corles, asking him to place the relic on the altar.

"So, Your Majesty, shall the ceremony begin now?"

Danic faced the empty throne and bowed his head respectfully.

The particles of light coalesced on the throne into the shape of a man, whose entire body was clad in a noble robe so black it seemed to melt into the night.

In contrast to his black complexion, his face was eerily pale, and his silky white hair hung loosely down.

The moment he appeared, the atmosphere in the royal chamber tensed. Just standing there felt like being crushed, and a single glance from him would make one tremble uncontrollably. This was definitely not because the man on the throne was rude and violent.

Instead, once exposed to his cold gaze, they would inevitably realize that they were incredibly fragile and powerless.

That was the Servant summoned by Danic, Lancer—Vlad III.

Or perhaps a more prestigious title: Count Dracula, the Impaler!

Lancer glanced at Danic, and his majestic voice resounded throughout the palace:

"Quickly, summon the heroic spirits who wish to become my brothers!"

"According to the order."

After bowing respectfully, Danic announced to the four:

"Then let's begin. We, the magicians who take pride in the Yggdrasil, will embark on a path of no return as this ritual concludes. — Are you prepared?"

With solemn expressions, the four chosen Masters simultaneously chanted the summoning incantation:

"Fill it full, fill it full, fill it full, fill it full, fill it full!"

The cycle repeats itself, followed by five.

However, the moment of fullness is also the moment of abandonment.

Its base is silver and iron

The foundation stone and the great public contract

Build a wall before the descending wind.

Close the gates of all four directions.

Emerging from the crown.

Let's cycle back and forth on the three-way road to the kingdom.

Announcement—

You shall obey my commands; my life is entrusted to your sword.