Chapter 393 Dracula's Sad Wish, the Arrival of Sixth Master Lingxia
Chapter 394 Dracula’s sad wish, the arrival of the sixth guide Lingxia
When the four people from the ‘blue’ camp arrived in Romania, it was already the next morning.
"There are fourteen Heroic Spirits who can ride a thousand horses. This is undoubtedly the largest among the numerous Apocrypha Holy Grail Wars. However, this scale is abnormal in any case. Based on my understanding of the Holy Grail system, This situation will also distort the holy grail of management systems, and it is the turn of the arbiter.”
A beautiful woman in an emerald green dress; a handsome young man in a suit and leather shoes with an aristocratic look; and entourage and children, one large and one small, wearing black cloaks to hide their faces.
This was a strange team. Pedestrians who passed by watched them leave in surprise. Although the four tried their best to keep a low profile, their temperaments that were incompatible with ordinary people were like moth lures. Attractive.
As if he felt too much attention, the young man raised his head and glanced in all directions. His eyes were so piercing that it was difficult for others to look directly. Soon he snapped his fingers again, performed some kind of magic, and continued Explain to the beautiful women around you:
"Among the supervisors of the Holy Church, nine out of ten have evil intentions and bad intentions... Precisely because humans cannot be used to screen humans, in this case, the Holy Grail will pass through alone regardless of whether there are supervisors or not. Logic, summon the Servant who will serve as the referee of this Holy Grail War."
"The Ruler does not take sides and acts to protect the very concept of the Holy Grail War. This Holy Grail War has gathered monsters who cannot stand by. Therefore, it is almost certain that the Ruler will be summoned. Said it was definite information.”
Speaking of this, Shuo Yueruo gave Dai Mao a meaningful look, and Arturia looked away with a guilty conscience.
Compared to the orthodox Ruler, she, the Ruler who was changed by Merlin for the reason of "bringing more Noble Phantasms", is obviously very qualified.
Not to mention that she was summoned by Shuo Yue.
"If nothing unexpected happens, the Ruler summoned this time is Jeanne d'Arc, the famous French Saint." Shuo Yue directly told the information about the Ruler, "When she arrives here, both black and red will take action, Ling Xia, at that time you will join Black’s team to protect the Judge.”
Although what Shuo Yue wants to do is no different from violating the rules, he also understands how strong Joan of Arc is and how outrageous her defense is, especially her second Noble Phantasm, the conceptual weapon that will perish together. Without preparation, Shuo Yue would never be able to stop him.
As for Artoria, her orderly and kind character makes it impossible for her to attack Joan without reason.
——So, we can only make good friends.
Thinking of this, the chaotic and evil young man sighed helplessly and stopped at the end of the street.
"Have you memorized all the key points, Sixth Director Lingxia?"
"Hmm, of course." The beautiful woman smiled and waved the small book containing the mysterious knowledge. Black flames appeared in her hand and burned the small book clean, indicating that she had memorized everything.
"It seems that the mastery of black magic is pretty good." Shuo Yue liked the intelligence of Liu Dao Lingxia, "I won't say sorry to you. Although it seems unfair, this is the part of the contract you should fulfill. , let me wish you live to the end.”
"It's hard to repay life-saving grace. I should thank you for giving me this opportunity, Mr. Shuoyue." Lingxia picked up little Jack and smiled softly, "After all, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have met him. Come to Little Jack and Miss Arturia."
"Mom~" Little Jack nuzzled in Lingxia's arms like a cat, making her giggle.
Seeing the firm attitude of the sixth director Lingxia, Shuo Yue stopped talking and looked at each other with Artoria. After conveying the concern of "pay attention to safety" to each other, they parted ways and went their separate ways.
As the envoy of the Magic Association, Shuo Yue will infiltrate the red side and compete with Amakusa in a battle of wits and courage.
Sixth guide Lingxia, Little Jack and Artoria disguised themselves as the destroyed Osare clan and joined the Thousand Realms Tree, becoming members of the Black camp.
You and I are deceitful, catching the wind and shadows, steering the ship when the wind blows, and Wu and Yue are in the same boat.
Desires collide with desires, missions and tragic wishes are entangled.
Let's kick it off, incomparable heroic souls.
Until iridescent blue covers all red and black——
Until the moment when the supreme golden light was included in the rainbow light.
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Thousand World Tree, Milenia Fortress
On this sunny and lazy afternoon, the servants and masters of the red side were still trying to communicate with each other. For Danic and Vlad III, who had already passed this stage, waiting for the Osare family The arrival is the top priority.
After drinking expensive red wine, Vlad III still maintained the grace of a king even though he was severely injured and on the verge of death.
"...Danik, do you know how Yu is feeling now?"
Judging from the cheerful smile, the answer is self-evident. However, Danik still boldly replied:
"No, for a humble magician like me, the idea of your Grand Duke, known as 'Dracula', is far beyond your reach no matter how carefully you think about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Lancer cast an unpleasant glance at Darnick.
"Excessive flattery can reveal a person's tolerance, Danic. You who call me Lord are still my Master, and as a Servant, I do not deny this."
"Yes."
Danic was shocked in his heart. After all, Vlad III was once the king of Romania. Even if it was a magician who was isolated from the world and could do unethical things without changing his expression, he would show respect without hesitation.
"Danic. I have spent half my life protecting this country from the Turks. Although I have properly handled all the government affairs that a king can do, there are still shortcomings."
"What is it?"
"'People', lack of a general who can take on a thousand men and entrust the whole army. I spent everything on fighting and winning, but on the other hand, I can't do anything else. It's not incompetence, right? It's just--"
"'Not enough time and manpower', is that what you mean?"
After hearing what Danic said, Lancer nodded with satisfaction.
"And I finally got an irreplaceable 'person'. Six Heroic Spirits, including Saber-Siegfried. He can be called the best hero I can think of!"
Yes, apart from Gold, only Lancer and Danic know what kind of Heroic Spirit Saber is. Gold's catalyst is a blood-stained bodhi leaf. Although he relied on the help of his old friend Einzbern, the fat man was lucky enough to get such a holy relic.
"Not just Saber. The Greek sage Chiron, King Charlemagne's twelve warriors Astolfo, Dr. Frankenstein's crazy product Berserker, and Caster Aviserbron. Although that man is a bit stubborn, the soldiers he created are really supreme combat power."
Saber, Archer, Lancer, Rider, Berserker, Caster. If it was the Holy Grail War back then, it would be natural for the seven pairs of masters and servants to refine their own strategies and fight with tactics.
However, this Holy Grail War is very different from that. If you want to ask why, it is because the combat power is not one person, but seven people, which is the basic class of all Servants. Even classes such as Caster and Assassin, who are extremely difficult to survive in the Holy Grail War of "Fuyuki", can fully demonstrate their true value.
For example, the Caster summoned by Roger is working on producing more than a thousand golems. The golems, classified into small, medium and large sizes, were waiting for the moment of battle.
"We are all the subordinates of the Grand Duke and his generals."
Retracting his thoughts, Danik looked at the high-spirited leader and expressed his loyalty again, while Vlad shook his red wine glass and his thoughts drifted away.
"--Ah, I really regret it. If they were there, I wouldn't have to be imprisoned in that castle."
In 1642, the Hungarian King Matthias arrested Vlad III as a collaborator of the Ottoman Turks and imprisoned him for twelve years.
All the achievements of fighting to defend the country were tarnished, and when I came to my senses, I was already rumored to be a bloodthirsty evil ghost. What a humiliation.
At this point, people all over the world know the name of "Dracula" and the just story of Van Helsing killing Dracula created by the writer Bram Stoker. But how many people know that the prototype of Dracula is the Grand Duke Vlad III in history, a rare hero who defended Wallachia and saved the country from Mehmed II!
"But, after all, that was just a dream in the distant past. What I must consider is the present! It is my pathetic name stained with blood!"
"Don't worry, defeating seven Servants and activating the Holy Grail will definitely make the Grand Duke's wish come true."
To restore his reputation - that is the wish of Lancer Vlad III. He wants to wash away the stigma of "Vampire Dracula" that spreads around the world.
He didn't want to deny the path he had taken. Fighting with Turkey, being imprisoned, and spending unfortunate times, he also wanted to accept these as life with optimism. However, the only thing that cannot be tolerated is that his name is stained with mud in a place that has nothing to do with him.
Lancer's passion for this Holy Grail War is probably the highest among all Servants, and this persistence is exactly what Danic wants.
At this time, the expressionless waiter came forward and delivered the message.
"Grand Duke, His Highness Danic, the messenger claiming to be from Osare has arrived."
Is he finally here?
Danic and Vlad III looked at each other, stood up together, walked out of the lounge, and walked towards the king's room.
Under the towering and majestic throne, a beautiful woman wearing a green dress and exuding an ominous aura has been waiting quietly.
"Osare's first-level magician, Sixth Guide Lingxia, it is an honor to meet the head of the Thousand World Tree and the leader of this place."
Bowing, the dress squeezed out a soft arc, the woman smiled softly, and looked at the throne with a calm and clear look.
Like a daffodil blooming in a pool of blood.