My mother's love song

Unspeakable tentacles emerged from the void.

A chill crept up the back of the Terror Duke, and the tentacles were actually devouring Rhodes' iron stake.

Not only did it swallow the iron stake outside, it even drilled into his body.

The tentacles gnawed and gnawed non-stop until not a single iron stake was left.

After that, Rhodes stood in the sky intact.

It was simply as if... the indescribable tentacle had filled in the flesh and blood that had been cut off by the iron stake.

"!"

Vlad III the Impaler, who once left deep fear in the heart of the mighty Ottoman Empire and was known to the world as a monster [Dracula], now has a face filled with fear.

What is he?

What exactly is this creature that has been fighting with me till now?

"Well, let's call it a night. We may have gone a little too far."

Rhode looked at the pale Assassin lying in his arms, who had lost too much blood, and then turned to Lancer.

"Ah, my king...please help me get it."

As he spoke, the young man wrapped his arm around the empress's left hand and threw something at Vlad III.

The white object flew over lightly in a parabola.

"!?"

Unable to react for a moment, the Black Lancer listened to Rhode's words consciously and reached out to take "that thing".

Then he yelled that it was not good.

Just when Vlad III regretted his carelessness and realized that this might be a lethal weapon thrown by Caster,

"Disposable...paper cup?"

Lancer's brain short-circuited when he saw what Rhodes threw at him.

She didn't catch the paper cup, and let the coffee spill onto her luxurious dress.

Why? What happened?

What is he doing? What am I doing?

By the way, when he walked over here, this guy was holding a cup of coffee.

In other words.

Black Caster has his left arm around a woman, holding a paper cup in his left hand to prevent the coffee from spilling, while fighting against all the black members!!!

"What a joke!!!"

Ignoring the roaring Vlad III, Rhodes raised his right hand nonchalantly.

Then, Lancer, who was hailed as the strongest Heroic Spirit in this Holy Grail War, deeply understood how foolish it was to actively approach Caster to fight.

Come forth, o children, under the stars, & take your fill of love!

"Arise, child, and receive the fullness of love beneath the stars!"

The magician's staff tapped lightly on the Piercer's chest.

It couldn't even be called a knock, it was just a touch.

The dazzling light burst out in an instant and converged in the next instant.

Lancer jumped back subconsciously, but

The body seemed to be uncontrolled and fell rapidly.

What on earth... happened?

Vlad III lowered his head and saw that a perfectly round hole had been hollowed out in the center of his chest where the soul core was stored.

Chapter 364 Semiramis: It’s so hot

Myrenia Fortress, Great Hall.

"How can it be!?"

"Lancer lost... and so easily...?"

All the magicians who were observing the battlefield through their familiars or vision magic took a deep breath.

In the image displayed by the magic, Black Caster simply touched Vlad III's chest with his cane and muttered a short spell.

The Piercer, who was known as the biggest and strongest in Romania, was killed instantly.

“That was the second magic just now… Welt Ende…!? No, that’s impossible. It’s probably just very similar…”

The entire chest where the spirit core is located is hollowed out. For almost all Servants, they will die instantly in this situation.

However, if Vlad III had received a reputation correction, he might be able to maintain his presence for a few minutes.

But, it's over.

At best, they can only linger on, but they can no longer fight.

The victorious Black Caster turned and flew away without any regrets, while Lancer fell to the ground like a dead leaf.

The biggest trump card that Yugdomirenya had prepared for decades was defeated tonight.

It's just too fast.

So fast that they couldn't even comprehend what Lancer's defeat meant.

"...Uncle?"

Roger suddenly saw Danic suddenly climb up to the window.

"I'm going to retrieve Lancer."

Danic left only these words and jumped out of the window.

After falling to the ground, he walked quickly while staring at the Command Spell, while carefully checking the condition of Vlad III.

The Black Lancer, whose soul core was cut off, did not die, although it was only a matter of time.

What kind of monster is Black Caster? Danic no longer wants to dwell on this question.

Now, he still has a trick up his sleeve.

Another Noble Phantasm of Lancer Vlad III.

As long as it is activated, both the Black Caster and the Red Servant can be easily defeated. It is truly a fatal Noble Phantasm.

Of course, the cost is also huge.

In other words, it was something he definitely didn't want to use.

"The Legend of Dracula..."

If used, Vlad III will become the legendary Vampire King.

No longer a hero, he has become a veritable monster.

The price was Danic's life.

This is because the Black Lancer signed the contract as a Servant in order to wash away the legend that Vlad III was tainted by blood, that is, to erase the history of the vampire Dracula.

"If you use this Noble Phantasm, it would be like spitting on me. Even if it means death, I will never use it. Also, if you force me to use the Command Seal, then you don't need to tell me what happens next, right?"

This was the warning... no, the order that Vlad III gave him when he was first summoned.

If you use this treasure, you must atone for your sins by dying.

"...But if we lose, we will be dead."

If it is for victory, if it is to reach the root, Danik is willing to make any sacrifice.

Unlike other magicians who yearn for the roots, Danic's purpose is very impure.

About eighty years ago.

After he made his debut as a rising magician, a marriage proposal came to him.

It was truly a wonderful relationship.

For Danic, this marriage would connect him to a family of noble blood.

But here comes the rub.

The bloodline of Eugdomrenia is polluted and cannot be maintained beyond five generations.

This is advice from a magician who later fell into poverty.

Absurd. If it was five generations later, wouldn't there be as many countermeasures as one wanted?

But it seems that Danic is the only one who thinks so.

To the other clan who were afraid of risks, he became a dissident who had to be eliminated immediately.

The brother who smiled and patted each other on the shoulder to celebrate friendship, and the woman who was supposed to be his partner who shyly confessed her love to him, all left him.

At this moment, Yugdomirenya's dream of becoming a noble was cut short.

Even if the decline after five generations is proven to be unfounded, the label once affixed can never be stripped off.

It didn't matter what he said, but the future of his successors was also taken away by that magus.

At this moment, Danik changed the life plan that he usually advocated.

As a magician, he continued to study and eventually became a master, climbing to the top of the association and becoming a noble.

Such a life becomes a dream that can never be realized and is given up.

From then on, in order to prevent his clan from continuing to fall into desolation... he searched for the root of the problem for the prosperity of his clan, and lived to endure this humiliation.

By chance, Danic accidentally learned about the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City.

Then, with his rare political talent, he even won the favor of the head of the Third Reich, obtained the power of the army, and participated in the war as a Master.

And eventually betrayed everyone and took away the Holy Grail.

Now, the omnipotent wishing machine that can fulfill sad wishes is right in front of us. What does this mere life mean to us?

Danik stopped in front of Vlad III, who was lying on the ground like a rag.

"Ahh... is it Danic? I'm sorry to disappoint you. In the end... I didn't win in the end.

This world is really big, there are all kinds of monsters. "

The Impaler, lying in a pool of blood, looked calmly at the vast starry sky.

The King of Wallachia was truly worthy of being a famous general. Even after suffering a crushing defeat and facing death, his kingly spirit did not diminish in the slightest.

Danic sighed in his heart.

"No, you are not completely defeated as long as you are willing to release that Noble Phantasm."

"!"

Vlad III widened his eyes and stared at his Master with hatred:

"...Danik, what did you just say to me?"

That was not a joke, it was a true murderous intention.

However, the magician endured his gaze as if nothing had happened, and continued to speak rudely: "My Lord, I am asking you to release your Noble Phantasm. This is your only option if you want to win."

"What the hell are you talking about!? I've already said that I won't use that Noble Phantasm, have you forgotten? I will die here! I will be buried here with regrets! But that is the fate of the loser! Danic! I have never thought of using that thing that will make me despised! Absolutely! Absolutely!"

"You forgot it yourself. We must obtain the Greater Holy Grail no matter what! For the prosperity of our clan, to reach the root.

Even if he is a lord, he should have a real wish. In that case, the only way is to use the Noble Phantasm."

After saying that, Danic raised one hand. On it were three command seals emitting red light.

“You…!?”

Darnik smiled at the furious Black Lancer and declared in an extremely cold voice:

“I give the order with the Command Seal, “Heroic Spirit Vlad III, immediately activate the Noble Phantasm [Inheritance of Blood]””