My family runs an adventurer's guild.

Unlike those participants who had firm beliefs and were well-prepared, Weber traveled halfway around the world to Japan, the far eastern island nation, to participate in the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City entirely due to a youthful impulse.

—In order to retaliate against his lecturer Kenneth for publicly humiliating him in class, and to prove that he was not an ignorant and incompetent weakling, when he learned that Kenneth had accepted the Clock Tower's assignment to go to the East to participate in the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, the hot-blooded Waver stole his teacher Kenneth's relic in a fit of rage, intending to take his teacher's place in the Holy Grail War and use this opportunity to demonstrate his strength and gain recognition from others.

It must be said that this boy's idea was rather naive.

In fact, the fact that Kenneth, an exceptionally talented magical genius, was inexplicably assigned to Japan to participate in the Holy Grail War, and that his poor, powerless student Waver was able to easily steal Kenneth's relic from the Clock Tower, the headquarters of all the world's magicians, and leave safely, all have many hidden secrets behind them, involving the power struggles and conspiracies among the many nobles within the Clock Tower.

Of course, as a naive and impetuous young man, Waver at this moment was unaware of so many complexities. He even lacked a direct understanding of the cruelty and bloodshed of the Holy Grail War, and had no necessary psychological preparation.

All he knew was that he was determined to participate in a tough competition and wanted to prove himself to the world with a victory, nothing more.

It's roughly similar to Japanese high school students wanting to play baseball at Koshien Stadium, or Chinese men's football team wanting to qualify for the World Cup...

After concentrating and confirming that no one was watching him, Waver Velvet began to set up the magic circle to summon the Heroic Spirit, following the draft he had prepared.

It's easy to imagine that, compared to the other participants, not to mention the gem solution used by the wealthy Tokiomi Tohsaka to draw magic circles, even the mercury used by Kiritsugu Emiya to draw magic circles was something the poor student Waver simply couldn't afford.

So, the magical material he used was... cheap chicken blood!

The three chickens that had been struggling and crowing all day, constantly tormenting Webber's nerves, could finally have their throats slit open in his good mood!

While the dripping chicken blood was still warm, he quickly drew the pattern of the magic circle on the ground. He had practiced many times with water on the mud before, so he figured there shouldn't be any mistakes at this crucial moment.

Then, he placed the relic he had stolen from his teacher Kenneth, a faded and tattered piece of cloth, in the center of the magic circle: it was said to be a fragment of the robe worn by Alexander the Great, which could be used to summon the greatest conqueror of ancient Greece.

"...Full! Full! Full! Full! Full! And so on, five times in total. But the moment of fullness is the moment of destruction." While chanting the incantation in the spellbook, Waver carefully sprinkled the chicken blood onto the ground.

The next moment, he felt the magic power within his body surge rapidly, flowing towards the summoning circle. This marked the successful activation of the summoning circle.

"...Declare—Your body is entrusted to my command, my destiny is bound to your sword. Dwell within the Holy Grail; if this is your will, if this is your principle, then answer this call!"

Waver's magic power was draining more and more from his body. At first, it was alright, but it became increasingly uncomfortable as time went on. However, the summoning circle began to glow faintly.

"...I hereby swear that I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who gathers all evils in the world."

To be honest, Waver was quite uneasy after arriving in Fuyuki City, Japan. After his initial anger gradually subsided, he finally calmed down, began to assess his own strength, and then felt a wave of fear.

In any case, he was just an ordinary student of the Clock Tower with shallow knowledge and skills. His spellcasting ability and practical experience could not compare with those geniuses who were much older than him.

Let alone defeating Kenneth and the other participants, winning the Holy Grail War, and obtaining the omnipotent wish-granting machine as a prize, he had absolutely no confidence in even being able to summon a Heroic Spirit to serve as his Servant.

But since things had come to this point, there was no turning back. He could only grit his teeth and persevere with the stubbornness unique to young people.

So, enduring the pain of the flowing magic, Waver steadied himself and continued reciting the incantation.

"...The three great incantations will bind you for seven days. Cross the wheel of suppression, appear! Guardian of the scales—!"

In an instant, the summoning circle shone brightly, and invisible magic power surged out as blue particles.

At the same time, a corner of the dark clouds in the sky suddenly collapsed, and the clear moonlight scattered down, so bright that Webber couldn't open his eyes for a moment.

However, after the light faded, Weber, who was full of expectations, was incredulously surprised to find that there was nothing in the magic circle in front of him!

Where are the heroic spirits I summoned? Where is the great Alexander the Great?

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and looked again, but the magic circle in front of him was still empty.

In an instant, a wave of immense frustration and despair washed over him, causing Weber to lose his balance and stumble to his knees.

"...No Heroic Spirit appeared...Could it be that the summoning failed? But what's with the Command Seals on my arm?"

He stroked the three petal-shaped Command Seals on his arm, which throbbed faintly. His gaze gradually dimmed and became dull, all traces of his previous excitement gone. "...It seems this is my fate...I was so stupid, so stupid. All I knew was that by stealing Professor Kenneth's relic and coming to Fuyuki City, I could summon a powerful Heroic Spirit and win this Holy Grail War...but I forgot that the success of any magical ritual also depends on the caster's own aptitude...How could someone as mediocre as me, with no reputation, possibly gain the recognition of those legendary heroes of history?"

Under the desolate moonlight, young Weber murmured to himself, even sobbing uncontrollably. After a long while, he wiped away his tears, forced himself to compose himself, and prepared to wipe away the summoning circle on the ground, which had already fulfilled its purpose, before returning to his dwelling with a wounded heart.

However, at that moment, he suddenly heard a sweet and childlike voice from above.

"...Hey you idiot down there, what are you doing, crying and babbling on like that! Look up here!"

Upon hearing this, Weber instinctively looked up and was immediately stunned by the beautiful young woman before him.

What a dreamlike and magnificent figure this is!

—Her smooth, long golden hair shimmered with a dreamlike luster, her eyes were as clear and bright as the finest sapphires, her skin was even more lustrous than the finest ivory and white porcelain, and the features on her face were delicate and petite, enough to drive any top model at a fashion show mad with envy.

Unfortunately, despite her stunning appearance, she is only 15 centimeters tall.

Is this some kind of high-end doll that was blown into the sky by the wind?

No, she was clearly a living, breathing little life, pouting and waving a small hammer at Weber's head.

Moreover, she had a pair of small, translucent wings fluttering on her back, something that clearly couldn't be possessed by a human.

Then, the little cutie's coquettish tone that followed fully confirmed her identity—this was the heroic spirit he had just summoned!

"...Listen up, you idiot! Servant Rider! I have come at your summons, are you my Master?"

"...God! Instead of summoning Alexander the Great, the 'Conqueror' who conquered from Greece to India, you summoned a fairy, or rather, a little goblin from a fairy tale? Where on earth did Instructor Kenneth order this relic?"

Waver muttered to himself, looking dazed, then raised his hand to show the Command Seals, "...Yes, may I ask..."

"...Yes! Very good! Now comes the final step! From this day forward, my hammer will be with you, and your fate will be intertwined with mine."

Before Waver could finish speaking, the blonde sprite clenched her left fist, bowed slightly, and solemnly declared, "...The contract is now complete. Wow, is that the knighting line? I'm a real knight now! It feels so cool!"

Immediately afterwards, she excitedly flew into the night sky, twirling and dancing in the moonlight, leaving Weber on the ground dumbfounded.

—Is this little imp really here to participate in the battle? It feels more like she's just playing a game.

Alas, perhaps a weak magician as impulsive and reckless as myself can only summon even more impulsive and reckless weak heroic spirits!

He sighed, lowered his head, and used his Master's privileges to check the attribute data of this miniature Rider.

Class (Rank): Rider

Real name: Flor

Race: Fairy, also known as Little Fairy

Gender: Female

Height/Weight: 15cm/150g (0.15Kg)

Alignment: Chaos/Good

Strength: E- (Don't expect such a small flower fairy to be stronger than a hamster)

Durability: E- (Durability is roughly the same as a butterfly.)

Agility: A (If you weren't agile enough, you would have been swatted to death by the curious kittens in Totoro Town long ago.)

Magic: B

Luck: A (Given the common flaws of the little fairies—they are generally simple-minded, reckless, and unable to control their curiosity—those with bad luck all died.)

Class Skill: Riding C

Skills:

The Little Imp's Tricks:

A magic trick specifically designed for comedy, with random effects, used to create chaos and produce all sorts of pranks with a sprite-like quality.

The fairy's blessing:

It can increase the recipient's luck and quickly heal minor injuries. The side effect is that it makes the recipient become dim-witted and foolish.

Noble Phantasm:

The Little Fairy's Hammer:

The miniature wand, shaped like a warhammer, can be used to perform mischievous tricks or as a weapon; it has a history of killing rats with it.

Mounts:

The neighbor's cat: In short, it's a rather intelligent orange cat that lives next door.

(Protagonist Phili: What exactly has the Holy Grail System defined me as? Although, strictly speaking, it doesn't seem to be wrong...)

……

Looking at these attributes that were so ridiculous, Webber was stunned for a moment, and tears almost streamed down his face.

What kind of ridiculous descriptions are these? They don't look like they have any fighting ability at all!

Could she really be a little fairy who came to play knight games?

How to do?

How can this useless little fairy possibly fight the Holy Grail War?

Webber felt like he was doomed this time!

"...Sigh! This year's Riders are no good! Teacher, is it too late for me to withdraw from the competition?!"

However, after Waver Velvet finished summoning the Heroic Spirit, he stood alone under the moonlight, gazing up at the countless little goblins "knights" fluttering in the sky, his face a picture of bewilderment and silence. He could only choke back tears and deep regret. Little did he know that at the same time, the Clock Tower's true representative, Instructor Kenneth, from whom he had stolen the Holy Relic, was also caught in some indescribable predicament...

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When Trump was campaigning, some people compared him to Hitler, which I didn't think much of. But now, looking at his domestic and foreign policy, he's increasingly resembling Hitler—both sides were desperately releasing messages of détente in the US-North Korea talks, and a meeting between Kim Jong-un and Trump was scheduled for next month in Singapore. Then, North Korea just blew up its Punggye-ri nuclear test site, and a few hours later, Trump triumphantly announced the cancellation of his meeting with Kim Jong-un and planned to hold military exercises in South Korea as a provocation.

This inevitably brings to mind the Munich Conference, where Hitler, after being allocated the Sudetenland, vowed that he would not make any new territorial claims, only to swallow Czechoslovakia whole in the blink of an eye.

Furthermore, just as the trade war between China and the United States was easing, the United States immediately signaled that it would renege on its promise and continue to block ZTE's chip supply.

Not to mention he also hinted domestically that he wanted to extend the presidential term, breaking the eight-year limit—is he aiming to become head of state?

PS: Trump just tweeted again that he's considering resuming the US-North Korea summit. Anything is possible, really.

Chapter 32, The Masters' Tragic Comedy (Part 4)

On the night of the summoning of Heroic Spirits, the Hyatt Hotel, the tallest skyscraper in Fuyuki City with 32 floors, is the city's most luxurious hotel.

In the luxurious suite on the top floor of the Hyatt Hotel, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, a first-level lecturer in the Clock Tower's Summoning Department from the Type-Moon universe, nicknamed "Director Ken," who had traveled halfway around the world from England to this far-eastern island nation, and his fiancée Sora Nazelle Sofia, also inscribed a summoning circle on the floor of the hotel suite that night, performing their Heroic Spirit summoning ritual.

This time, Kenneth was assigned by the Mage's Association to represent the Clock Tower in Fuyuki City, Japan, to participate in the Fourth Holy Grail War.

For some unknown reason, the relic he had carefully prepared, "fragments of Alexander the Great's robe," was somehow stolen by the "bad student" Weber when it was mailed back to the Clock Tower, causing Kenneth to lose face at the Clock Tower and making him furious.

However, after calming down and urgently searching for alternatives, Kenneth still went to Fuyuki City, Japan as originally planned.

Of course, Kenneth was well aware that the temporary replacements would not be as effective as the original relics.

Despite being the head of the Archibald family and a renowned genius magician, Kenneth didn't have any urgent desire to achieve anything through the Holy Grail. But even just to uphold his own honor, he wouldn't allow himself to easily lose this life-or-death contest.

Even though Kenneth was still filled with anger over Waver stealing his relic, he had not completely lost his reason and judgment.

Therefore, Kenny deliberately brought his fiancée Sora with him to Japan, intending to modify the circuit of the summoning magic circle and use their combined magical power to power the Heroic Spirit, thereby enhancing its combat strength and duration of combat, and gaining an advantage over other Masters.

Based on his many years of brilliant achievements and successful experience, Kenneth believed that even if he failed to summon the best Heroic Spirit, he would still be able to achieve victory.

However, at the very beginning of this Holy Grail War, when the Heroic Spirits were summoned, another unexpected situation occurred that left him bewildered.

Well, to be more specific and vivid, it was the accident that made him and his fiancée snore nonstop?

—As Kenneth finished reciting the last incantation, a golden mist gradually spread from the summoning circle, emitting a pleasant fruity fragrance. Then, a petite and slender figure solidified within the mist, yawning and uttering a soft, sweet female voice:

"...Ah—Servant Lancer! I have come at your call, and I ask you, are you my... Ah?"

As usual, Sleepyhead Mengmeng, dressed in a pink bathrobe, slowly stepped out of the summoning circle carrying a roll of quilt. To her surprise, she found that she was the only one left awake in the room—Director Ken, who had summoned her to this world, and his red-haired fiancée Sora, were both sprawled on the floor, fast asleep and snoring.

Hmm, it seems that during the summoning of the Heroic Spirit, a large amount of the God of Sleep's magic overflowed, catching both Director Ken and his fiancée off guard and causing them to be affected.

The aftershocks even affected the lower floors of the hotel, causing at least a dozen guests who were still staying up late to be knocked out by a sudden wave of sleepiness.

If it weren't for the fact that it was already late at night and most people were already asleep, the impact would have been even greater.

Alas, there's nothing we can do. This time, the one summoned isn't an ordinary hero, but a true god with a church and priests.

Looking at the two people sleeping soundly on the oak floor, the sleeping goddess Mengmeng, who was in her dormice form, couldn't help but bite her finger in confusion.

My Master fell asleep when I summoned him, so the steps to form a contract seem impossible. What should I do next?

Well, shaking someone awake is too much trouble, and that's not the way the God of Sleep works.