I am the protagonist

Simply considering the strength of the Heroic Spirits and the abilities of their Masters is no easy task.

But the middle-aged man knew this was not a request but an order.

The middle-aged man had already made his choice the moment he became Einzbern's son-in-law and the moment he gained Einzbern's qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"As ordered."

"Ah."

The old man didn't say anything more and left the room.

The Einzberns have used almost every available means of self-sacrifice in this Holy Grail War. If they cannot achieve the Third Law and fulfill their long-cherished wish, the old man will show no mercy this time.

After the old man left, the middle-aged man and the white-haired woman next to him also stood up.

Looking at the ornate scabbard placed in the center of the box.

"There's absolutely no sign of weathering... I never thought I could find something like this."

"This scabbard is not an ordinary thing; it should be considered a kind of conceptual weapon."

"Just holding it has the effect of slowing down aging, and it can even heal fatal wounds... However, this should require the original holder's magical support to take effect."

"In other words, the Heroic Spirit summoned by using a sword sheath as a relic and the Master who possesses the relic are essentially the same as the Master who possesses a Noble Phantasm."

In this respect, it is indeed much more powerful than other Masters.

The sheath alone already possesses unimaginable power.

If the summoned Heroic Spirit is the legendary Knight King, then the Master who has a contract with the Knight King can use the power of the sword sheath.

This is indeed equivalent to giving the Master a certain level of insurance.

"Heh~ a tool is just a tool. Kiritsugu, you haven't changed at all."

The middle-aged man's expression didn't change at all; just as the white-haired woman had said, a prop is a prop.

“Alice, if that’s the case, then Heroic Spirits are also a type of tool.”

"No matter what era a Heroic Spirit is summoned here from, to the Master it is just like a tool."

"Anyone who harbors any expectations or hopes for Heroic Spirits will never be able to win this Holy Grail War."

It has absolutely no humanity or morality whatsoever.

The white-haired woman simply smiled as she looked at her husband.

“I think my great-grandfather gave you this scabbard because he knew you thought this way.”

The middle-aged man didn't speak, but shook his head and walked to a stool to the side.

"If I use this relic, I'm sure I can summon the strongest swordsman this time."

"Hmm? Kiritsugu, you don't like the holy relic your great-grandfather prepared for you?"

"No, although the Holy Grail War also needs to take into account the compatibility between the Master and the Servant, if the Servant is that famous King of Knights in history, then I also need to consider the Servant's abilities before considering compatibility."

The middle-aged man had no complaints about the relics the old man had prepared for him.

Compared to other Servants, Saber is indeed the strongest. If one can successfully summon Saber's Servant, it will also increase his chances of winning.

“Saber’s Heroic Spirit is undoubtedly the strongest among the seven classes.”

"However, how to fully demonstrate this strength in battle is another matter."

"Simply from the perspective of compatibility, Caster and Assassin actually suit my fighting style."

It's true that Saber is the strongest Servant.

The historical Knight King was also a warrior of noble character, and might not be able to accept his fighting style. This is the difference in ideals between the Master and the Heroic Spirit.

Differences in ideology can cause very serious problems.

The relationship between a Master and a Servant is not one of complete enslavement. Even a middle-aged man knows that excessively enslaving a Servant can have side effects.

Therefore, even a middle-aged man would acknowledge that Saber is the strongest Heroic Spirit.

However, despite being the strongest Heroic Spirit, Saber's purity makes her the least compatible Heroic Spirit with him.

The white-haired woman knew her husband's worries, and could only offer words of comfort.

"There's nothing I can do about thinking about this before even summoning it."

"Before the Heroic Spirit is summoned, we don't know what kind of person that Heroic Spirit is."

"No matter what your tactics are, once the King of Knights knows your wishes, I believe he will approve of your ideas."

The middle-aged man could only put his worries aside for later.

"I hope so."

If possible, the middle-aged man also hoped that this Knight King could become more obedient, otherwise he might summon a completely useless heroic spirit.

At this moment, the middle-aged man had already prepared for the worst.

Perhaps his approach was wrong, but he should have considered the worst-case scenario from the outset.

"Alice, let's start preparing too."

Getting the final answer as early as possible will also help with the preparation of subsequent tactics.

Summoning a Heroic Spirit requires considerable preparation and a certain amount of time to ensure a timely summoning.

If you start preparing now, you still have some time to spare.

"Ah."

The white-haired woman also began to gather various materials to prepare for the summoning.

Chapter 125 The Accident Happened Just Like That

Two o'clock in the morning.

All Masters participating in the Holy Grail War are ready to summon Servants.

"Full, full, full, full, full, full!"

"The cycle repeats itself, and the next is five."

"However, when it is full, it is the time to discard it."

A large amount of magical energy was drawn from Kiritsugu Emiya's body, and the Advent Circle on the ground emitted a faint blue light.

"Declaration!"

"You shall obey my commands, and my life shall be with you."

"Respond to the call of the Holy Grail; if it aligns with this will and this principle, then respond!"

"Swear again."

"I wish to accomplish all good deeds in the world."

"I wish to eradicate all evil in the world."

"You are the Seven Heavens, bound by the Three Words of Power, the guardian of the Wheel of Restraint and the Scales!"

A massive amount of magic power was being frantically drawn from the body's magic circuits.

Kiritsugu Emiya could clearly feel all the magic circuits in his body burning, but the results were also in front of him.

As the white light faded, a figure came into view.

"This……"

Kiritsugu Emiya's pupils suddenly contracted.

The noble young woman in front of him spoke those words in a calm voice.

"Question: Are you my Master?"

Looking at the girl in front of him, Kiritsugu Emiya turned away without a word.

[I really don't get along with this Heroic Spirit.]

Without needing to say more, Kiritsugu Emiya knew that he and this Heroic Spirit were extremely incompatible.

It's not just a matter of compatibility; there are also significant issues related to gender.

Even Kiritsugu Emiya understood how different a woman who could be a Knight King was from him in terms of beliefs.

Unless the Heroic Spirit before him can believe in him as much as Irisviel does, their completely different beliefs create a combination between a Heroic Spirit and a Master that makes it impossible for them to sit down and have a conversation.

The girl was stunned as she watched her master leave without saying a word.

The white-haired woman next to her quickly went up to talk to the heroic spirit girl.

"Hello, I am Irisviel von Einzbern, and the one who summoned you here is my husband, Kiritsugu Emiya."

"Irisviel... Master, what's wrong?"

"I think... he must have been somewhat shocked."

"Impact?"

"After all, the legend of the Knight King is very famous, and everyone believes that the famous Knight King in history must have been a man."

The furrowed brows of the heroic spirit girl gradually relaxed.

She knows that her gender is indeed the culprit behind how others perceive her, but having abandoned the concept of gender, she doesn't really care at all.

“My gender has nothing to do with my identity.”

Irisviel gave a wry smile. This kind of thing might not matter much to Heroic Spirits, but it might be a different story for Kiritsugu.

"Saber... that should be your class, right?"

"That's right, in this Holy Grail War, I will appear in the world as Saber."

"Let's save our opinion on you for tomorrow."

“It’s already very late, and I don’t think Kiritsugu is in the mood to listen to those words.”

The heroic spirit girl readily agreed with this.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Irisviel."

"You are welcome."

The silent night passed quickly.

Kiritsugu Emiya was already awake early in the morning.

[I never expected that the Saber summoned in the end would be a young girl.]

[A king with girlish ideas...would not agree with my approach.]

After regaining his senses, Kiritsugu Emiya thought about the Heroic Spirit he had summoned for a moment, and then simply gave up on thinking about it.

The Heroic Spirit named Saber and his compatibility are extremely poor.

His expertise in assassination prevented him from understanding heroic spirits who fought head-on, and it was precisely because of this incomprehension that their compatibility was so poor.

I need to figure out a way to win the Holy Grail War myself.

Saber is simply not a viable fighting force in my hands.

Kiritsugu Emiya knew he couldn't work with Saber simply because of compatibility issues.

Historically, the incorruptible and virtuous knight king would never have resorted to the assassination methods he envisioned.

Perhaps due to biases in their approach, even greater conflicts may arise.

If such a situation were to actually occur, Kiritsugu Emiya would know that he wouldn't need to participate in this Holy Grail War.

He and Saber had a relationship that was almost impossible to sit down and talk to, so rather than letting that relationship break down completely, it was better to make do as things were now.

"Kiritsugu!"

With the sound, a figure darted in from outside the door and jumped onto Kiritsugu Emiya's bed.

"You promised to play with me today."

"Let's go out and play now!"

Looking at the child sitting in front of him, Kiritsugu Emiya's cold gaze gradually softened.

"Ilya, even if you're going out to play, you should wait until I get up, right?"