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TM : [225] Berserker
🕑 Added 2024-01-02 16:02:01 +0000 UTC"Hell, huh..."
"Yes, hell..." Alucard looked at the distant pedestrians. Kairo, once lively, was gradually becoming deserted.
Even before the Holy Grail War began, the clashes between the three factions had slowly emptied this city.
No one was naive; no one was unaware...
Now, this city had become a battlefield.
No... the entire country was a battlefield. The reason was that this country lacked the ability to resist the intrusion of the three factions—
And the one most furious about this situation was not Kurokawa Kazuya.
It was...
The king of this land, the Pharaoh—Ozymandias.
He was the king of this land, the ruler, the administrator, and, of course, the protector...
Faced with such a situation, how could he not be angry?
Of course... these was just speculations by Kazuya. He hadn't personally met Ozymandias and had no idea what he thought about this situation.
"Try to avoid damaging the city as much as possible," Kazuya said, looking down below.
At the same time, someone below raised her head and looked in their direction.
"Who is that..."
"That's... the Arbiter, Ruler, right?" Alucard looked at the saint below, then turned to Kazuya, bowing, "What do you think? Should we let her in, or should we kill her? Give the order, My Master."
Saying that, he slowly raised the corners of his mouth, revealing an exaggerated smile.
"Let's see what she has to say," Kazuya sat down on the side. The saint below had disappeared, entering the building. Kazuya was curious about how that saint found this place.
From the appearance of the saint, Kazuya had a rough idea of who she was...
Saint Martha.
The one who subdued the dragon with compassion (physical).
After a while, the saint came to their room and knocked on the door.
"Please come in," Kazuya said. If he had said something before, he might have bought the entire floor or even the entire building... after all, he wasn't short of money. But now, he was short on cash, so he had to be more frugal! So, he only bought this one room.
Moreover, with the frequent incidents in Egypt recently, the property prices here had plummeted. After all, it had been a year, and there was still no solution... Kairo was still chaotic, and many people were dying.
Of course, the drop in property prices saved him quite a bit of money...
"So, I'm coming in—" Saying that, the saint opened the unlocked door and walked in, "You guys, Black's Lancer and his Master. I am Ruler Martha, participating in this Holy Grail War."
The saint spoke gently.
"Martha, huh... well, the famous saint. What brings you here?"
"I just came to confirm your wishes as the Master and your Lancer's wishes, that's all," Martha looked kindly at the two and said.
"Simple, as a Master, I don't have much to say about my wishes. I just want to witness this Holy Grail War with my own eyes..."
"I see. And what about this Lancer?"
"My wish?" Alucard smiled, "My wish is nothing special to talk about."
"Say it quickly! What's with all the beating around the bush... no, that, tell me, and hope you can tell me. After all, as Ruler, it's my duty."
"Haha, what's the use of knowing? Can you help me fulfill it? For example... end my miserable life?" Alucard said, placing his hand over his heart.
"Are you going to fight or not? Why talk so much—"
"Master... your command?"
Kazuya looked at the one who had already withdrawn his fist and was standing there indifferently, saying to the saint, "Let's do it... just consider it a friendly match. Also, try not to involve unrelated parties too much."
"Understood—"
"What! You dare to fight me, Ruler! Meet me outside the city!" Martha said eagerly, her face full of expectation. After saying that, her expression stiffened, and she turned and ran outside the door. After a while, she peeked out sneakily, blushing, "Um... I'm waiting for you outside... Lancer..."
"Haha!" Kazuya laughed, "This person... I wonder what she thinks she's doing."
"Indeed," Alucard also laughed, "An interesting person, executing her duties as Ruler on one hand and concealing her true identity on the other... but is she not fully concealed? An interesting person... So, Master..."
"Do it, test the saint!"
"Got it—"
At night, it got longer.
Like now—
A person arrived next to a pyramid located in the desert.
Looking at the blocking Sphinx, the newcomer raised his right hand, and there were three blood-red marks on his right hand—Command Spells!
"I am the Master of Black Berserker, here to see the Master from the Mage's Association. Please report."
No response; instead, the Sphinx extended its claws towards the newcomer.
However, it was blocked!
The knight's sword in his hand blocked the Sphinx's claws, sending it back—
"Please report."
"Roar—" The Sphinx roared and rushed up.
"No choice... kill it and charge in—Berserker!"
"Roar—" Like a dragon, the Berserker roared, and the knight's sword swung, cutting the godly beast blocking the way in half—
But...
The Sphinx did not decrease—
Instead, it increased.
Killing one would bring another... no, even if they died, they would resurrect. So many divine beasts, even a Berserker would find it tricky to deal with one, let alone two or three.
Especially now... so many!
Matou Kariya held his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Is this... poison?"
Just then, the divine beasts blocking the way slowly disappeared, and Matou Kariya felt his body lighten.
A voice came, "Haha! Not bad, you actually managed to withstand the trial of my divine beasts. You have passed! As a reward, I will grant you an audience with my divine brilliance! Come, come before the throne of my godly king!"
"Huff..." Matou Kariya took a deep breath, "Step back, Berserker—"
The next moment, he walked into the interior.
He participated in the Holy Grail War not for the Holy Grail... but for another wish!
