Zongman, the history of a devil's rise

This question seems unreasonable.

In fact, this is the reasonable thing to do.

Is it really worth trusting a person who can casually abandon his own original heroic spirit and puts profit above all else so obviously?

Irisviel is a very intelligent woman.

"Very reasonable."

"There's nothing wrong with what you said."

Vitan shrugged in the same way.

"But you have to consider one thing first."

"So what exactly is Barserkar's wish? Does it really require the Holy Grail to fulfill it?"

"So you don't need to care about this."

"Right now, there is only one thing you need to consider."

"That is whether you agree to my proposal or not."

Vitan's rather strong tone left Irisviel speechless.

She did not forget that she was the weaker party.

It was just that the peaceful and pleasant conversation just now made her forget about the matter temporarily.

"Well, if that's the case, I don't think Saber would have any objection."

Irisviel nodded.

"In that case, I only have one last question."

"Regarding Saber's supply of mana, what are you going to do, Mr. Vitan?"

"No matter how strong you are, it would still be a huge burden for you to supply the magic power of two powerful class Heroic Spirits at the same time."

"Is this really okay?"

"How about this!"

At this time, Vitan's attention was back on the blue flower far above the battlefield.

"It just so happens that Saber is just struggling to hold on right now."

"Barserkar covers, Saber evacuates."

"I am here now, solving Saber's magic problem."

"I understand. It just so happens that I need to explain this matter to Saber and seek her consent."

It is said that seeing is better than hearing a hundred times.

Instead of guessing whether it is true or not, it is better to identify the real thing with your own eyes.

Through this incident, I can also directly find out whether this man is the type of magician who only has martial arts skills.

……

"boom--"

The waves continued to roll, making an ear-catching devilish sound, and the gray water current with a strong will of decay and chaos rolled up directly behind Saber.

In that gray waterspout, countless lifelike heads of humans and animals emerged in the water.

"Damn it."

Altria held the Holy Sword of the Star tightly in her hands.

Another equally powerful magical power exploded directly on Altria's body.

Violent air currents danced around Altria's body.

In just a moment, a typhoon was formed that was no less powerful than the waterspout behind him.

Then, the long sword in Altria's hand fell.

"boom--"

The raging energy tornadoes entangled with each other and exploded.

The gray water exuded a fishy and salty smell, spreading out in all directions.

The water drops fell like a torrential rain in this small space.

"Haha...haha...haha..."

With the blessing of the lake fairy, Saber can walk on the water as if it were flat ground.

Not vulnerable to attacks originating from water.

However, an attack carrying the will of Cthulhu Outer God Hydra is naturally different from ordinary water flow.

Altria half-knelt on the water, gasping for breath.

The armor on his body, which was made of magic power, was full of holes and in tatters.

"Magic power has already..."

She was already trying her best to save her own magic power.

However, the explosion of the Wind King's barrier just now still consumed her remaining magic power.

"Bang bang—"

Several turbulent torrents of water surged up one after another, directly turning into surging waves, pressing down towards Artoria again.

"Wow..."

The pitch-black sword light flashed by.

The black crescent-shaped sword light directly split the surging water curtain.

The black armored knight stood directly in front of Altria.

"I'm so sorry, Barserkar!"

He should have been the one leading the charge.

As a result, she ended up being the one who needed to be taken care of.

However, it is indeed a solution.

She also didn't expect that once the battle really started, the magic power in her body would be consumed so quickly.

Her magic heart alone was not enough to make up for the gap.

Of course, that was all Altria said in thanks.

There was no expectation of any response from Barserkar.

But Lancelot, hiding in the armor, had a complicated expression on his face.

This feeling of fighting alongside your king.

It really made him feel nostalgic.

"Saber, please come back for a moment."

At this moment, Irisviel's magic voice was directly poured into Altria's head.

"Irisviel!"

Altria's expression suddenly changed, and the little magic power she had left burst out again, creating a wave on the turbid water surface that soared into the sky.

The distance of nearly two hundred meters was crossed in just a few breaths.

The water and evil spirits attacking from all around were all torn apart by the violent magic of wind.

Wait until Vitan blinks his eyelids.

Altria came in front of him with a murderous look on her face and a golden sword in her hand.

"Irisviel, how are you?"

"What's wrong."

It seems that even looking at Vitan is unnecessary.

Altria squatted on the ground and grabbed Irisviel's hand, her face full of worry.

"I'm fine, Saber. I just have something very important to tell you and I need your permission."

With the help of Altria, Irisviel stood up.

Irisviel is still in this state, not that she is still in grief.

It's just that Assassin's soul has just entered her body, making her feel a little uncomfortable for a moment.

"I want to transfer your ownership to Mr. Vitan."

"Continue the previously signed covenant with Mr. Vitan."

"Together, let's win this Holy Grail War."

"What did you say to Irisviel?"

Carrying her own anger, after Irisviel said this directly, Artoria pointed directly to the source.

Everything was normal just now, but not long after I left, Irisviel handed me over to other Masters.

In this situation, it is really hard not to associate it with coercion.

"Of course it's nothing."

"I just said that I told my wife about the pros and cons."

"But I think that if I were to say this, it would not be very convincing."

"It would be better if I could explain it to you in person."

Vitan took a step back, leaving space for Irisviel and Altria.

"Oh, right."

"Because the war situation is very urgent right now, I hope that Madam Irisviel can be brief and concise."

"Besides, I will need to change the contract with Saber after this is over."

“This also takes time.”

Irisviel looked at Vitan and took a deep breath.

This is a process of calming down your mood and organizing your language.

"I see."

What follows is a process that can be said to be short, but not quite short.

The fact that he was the vessel of the Holy Grail, and the fact that he was the daughter of the Einzbern family far away.

There were also many other things that she was thinking at the moment, and Irisviel tried her best to explain them to Altria in the most concise way possible.

"And, Saber."

"You have a desire to save your country, right? If you leave like this, it will be a pity for you."

"I hope that Saber, you can realize your ideals and change the fate of your country."

(As expected, this is what Irisviel is like.)

Altria sighed secretly in her heart, but did not make any sound, and there was no change of emotion on her face.

He just calmly aligned his gaze with Vitan.

"I already know the whole story of this matter very well."

"I can basically agree with everything Irisviel said."

"But I still have some doubts that need your help."

Altria's expression was quite serious.

To be honest, whether Emiya Kiritsugu is dead or alive is not important to her at all.

Anyway, she and Emiya Kiritsugu have never gotten along well, and she has always disliked the way Emiya Kiritsugu does things.