FATE: As Illya, I was summoned by Kotomine Kirei?!

Chapter 11: The Holy Grail War is a secret ritual

The king's treasure has a hundred gates.

The golden light illuminates the sky, adding a strong touch to the Fuyuki City Gas Company.

"No, with this amount, wouldn't his Master's mana be drained instantly?!"

Miss Illyasviel no longer showed any signs of hiding her weakness. She pulled out nearly a hundred strands of her own long silver hair, and hundreds of Ritter: Stork Knights flapped their wings and soared in a few seconds with the support of huge mana!

She didn't want to blow the horn of counterattack and risk her life; she was just simply looking for a way to survive.

In order to buy precious time for her own evacuation, she had no chance of handling such a large number of Noble Phantasms. Realizing this, she ordered the White Stork Knights to attack in all directions, while she rushed towards the city with a changed expression.

The Holy Grail War is a secret ritual. As long as she escapes to the city, as long as she can reach that place... she still has a chance to survive.

Above the sky, dozens or even hundreds of treasures flashed in groups, then stretched out to aim.

Then bursts of sonic booms broke out and shot out!

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom———!

The overwhelming roar and the bombardment of countless treasures tore the earth apart and crushed it!

The falling treasure raised magical sparks that flew everywhere, the entire villa estate in the distant mountain town was reduced to ruins, countless large pits were blasted out of the bumpy plains, and the explosion of high-temperature friction ignited the mountains, forests, and plants. The world seemed to have turned into a sea of fire. The tremors of the earth affected the buildings on the edge of the city, waking up many sleeping people suddenly. They saw the golden sky outside the window in the distance. Except for the street lamp where the Golden King stood, everything in sight was bombed into debris.

It is hard to imagine that a Heroic Servant can possess such great power. The prophecy of one man forming an army cannot describe him, because the King of Gold is simply a walking arsenal.

Miss Illyasviel stepped on the rocks and broken wood that were blown away, and kept dodging them by taking advantage of her small height.

Simulating, weaving, constructing, shaping, and injecting mana, the skills of the Heart of the Holy Grail were running at full capacity. Several unavoidable golden spears were rushing towards her and reflected in Miss Illyasviel's eyes. Between life and death, she couldn't help but slightly curl up the corners of her mouth for some reason, and a wonderful sweetness arose in her heart.

———She tasted the malice of the Golden King, and the Golden King began to be influenced by her in certain desires.

Although the malicious intent was small and he simply wanted to kill her, there was no doubt about it.

Her passive skill, "A Glimpse into the Evil of This World", has begun to affect the opponent's thinking.

And it added a slight, negligible attribute bonus to her.

"shapeistLeben"

(TL: "shapeistLeben" seems to be a combination of English and German words. The term doesn't have a direct translation, but it can be broken down:

"shapeist" could be a stylized or informal form of the word "shapist," which might imply someone or something that shapes or forms. However, "shapist" is not a standard word in English or German.

"Leben" is the German word for "life.")

Causes the demon to split and multiply.

She spread her limbs and was easily lifted up by the mattress formed by the Ritter: Stork Knights in a free-fall manner. Hundreds of fearless familiars were like knights guarding the princess, using their lives to block the unavoidable treasure. The collision erupted with a scorching roar, but unfortunately, their strength was too low, allowing a long sword to break through the encirclement. With a scratch, a wound was cut on Miss Illyasviel's arm, and the blood-red liquid dyed her school skirt red.

Feeling the pain, she made quick decisions by climbing over, bending her body, and stepping on the familiar with her calves and legs to make multiple jumps continuously. They obscured her face and body. Relying on the dazzling familiar and the stepping body movements, she avoided the first round of washing the ground with multiple jumps.

Yeah, yeah, just, first round.

"This is the Holy Grail War? I never thought a small ceremony from the Far East could be so powerful."

"And Caster, facing such a fierce attack, was able to handle it with ease."

In the Fuyuki City Hotel, a handsome man with short blond hair opened his eyes when he felt the destruction of his spying familiar. The familiars deployed in the Tohsaka family lost contact.

The last image transmitted back was of the violent bombardment that illuminated the entire sky.

As the head of the Archibald family, a talented magi with outstanding achievements, a first-class lecturer in the Clock Tower's Spiritual Summoning Department, and a master of necromancy, summoning, and alchemical magecraft, he originally looked down on this country magecraft ritual from the Far East. This time he came to participate in the Holy Grail War just to bring his fiancée to gild his resume and add another honor.

But he was suspicious by nature, and out of caution, after arriving in Fuyuki City, he booked the most luxurious hotel in the city and set up a magecraft workshop. He then deployed reconnaissance familiars in the main residences of the Tohsaka family, the Matou family, and the Einzbern family to obtain information.

After all, although he is proud, he also considers himself to be the one with the highest attainments in magecraft in this Holy Grail War.

But the powerful dragon was no match for the local snake, and the holy relic he carefully prepared was secretly stolen by his "disciple", so he failed to successfully summon the desired Heroic Servant. He had to prepare more means and obtain intelligence in order to expand his advantage.

In fact, he didn't have much hope of finding out anything. If the Golden King and Miss Illyasviel hadn't made such a big noise tonight, he wouldn't have been able to find out so much information.

In other words, he only saw a little bit, which was the golden king's firepower coverage.

And Miss Illyasviel's superb magecraft and her army of familiars.

Then everything was gone. He had no idea of the cause and effect. He only knew that both sides wanted to kill each other.

"Caster, who can easily create high-end costumes, and Archer, who has countless treasures......"

Sitting on the sofa in the suite of the luxurious hotel, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald stroked his chin and said, "The battle reached such an extent on the first night. It seems that the masters of the two have some personal grudges. They are not worried about the prying eyes of other magi and have revealed so much information that can be used to infer their true names."

Theoretically speaking, the first night of the Holy Grail War was an unspoken test of each other.

The fight had come to this on the first night, which was a completely disadvantageous move for the magi, allowing others to reap the benefits. Even he, a proud and conceited first-level instructor in the Clock Tower, at most planned to have his Heroic Servants challenge others to a fight tomorrow night after confirming Assassin's movements.

Before Assassin's existence was exposed, he didn't even think about leaving the hotel's door and just stayed in the magecraft workshop he had set up like Tohsaka Tokiomi.

"Lancer, what do you think? Those Archer and Caster are supposed to be two heroes from ancient times."

"My Lord, in my humble opinion, that Archer should be a famous king. He has the arrogance that only a king can have. During his lifetime, there should be legends about him having a lot of wealth. His wealth was upgraded with his legend, so he has a lot of treasures like now."

The knight with regular features knelt on one knee in front of Kenneth. He was a handsome man.

His long hair was gathered behind his head, and the blue leather armor like tights wrapped around his body, outlining the muscular lines that would drive thousands of girls crazy. The teardrop mole at the corner of his eye, in particular, further enhanced his charm.

He is the Heroic Servant summoned by Kayneth, a powerful Servant of the Three Knights class who was summoned as an alternative after the prepared Holy Relic "Cloak of the Conqueror King" was stolen.

A peerless knight who excels in speed and hand-to-hand combat, known in Celtic mythology as the "Look of Glory", a hero who is absolutely loyal to his monarch.

Lancer, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

"A king with legendary wealth? A European face, that's not hard to verify."

Kenneth nodded, quite satisfied with the answer; his servant had the same idea as him.

"Then what about Caster? The familiar she used is similar to the Einzbern family's Ritter: Stork Knight, and it can hide its own magical reactions to disguise itself. Its appearance is almost the same as the Einzbern family's homunculus."

There were still some clues about Archer, but it was difficult to find Caster because she was just like a cyborg magi from the Einzbern family, and it was impossible to guess who she was.

After all, just like Tohsaka Tokiomi, Kenneth didn't believe that what they saw was the true face of Miss Illyasviel. Although the Einzbern family had aristocratic blood and was not just a family of country magi, it was pure nonsense to say that a Heroic Spirit could appear in the Einzbern family.

Since the mystery faded, no one in the modern magi family can be promoted to a Heroic Spirit.

Even the legendary Grand Master Magi of the Clock Tower could not necessarily leave behind a legend or achieve great deeds in this era. This is the sigh of the times.

"First, let's rule out the possibility that she is from the Einzbern family. Her appearance can be disguised by magi from the Age of Gods, and modern magecraft can also be learned by her in a short period of time."

"Secondly, excluding the possibility that she is a modern Heroic Spirit, it is not surprising that she displayed the magecraft of the Einzbern family in order to divert the blame, or her Master is a magi of the Einzbern family who is trying to play a reverse thinking game."

Diarmuid bowed his head and answered respectfully, "Ms. Illyasviel's situation seems to reveal many clues, but in essence, it is a mixture of reality and falsehood."

The history of the Einzbern family is not particularly long, and no one in it is very famous.

So this gives Miss Illyasviel a lot of room for maneuver that she herself is not aware of.

So that others would not deliberately try to restrain the Einzbern family magecraft she displayed.

"Finally, that Caster's magecraft is amazing. She is not inferior to even the servants of the three knight positions. She is not afraid of draining her master's magic power and competes with Archer to such an extent."

"Combining the above points, I guess that Caster must have been a legend in her lifetime with a large amount of magic treasures stored. She rarely revealed her true identity in front of people and had excellent stealth ability. She must have worked as a killer or a poisoner who had such skills after being upgraded, or she was just a bystander."

"In short, we must not follow her lead and think that she is related to the Einzbern family. If it turns out that her real name is targeted, we must hide it as much as possible. It is even possible that once her real name is exposed... she will be easily restrained and killed and eliminated."

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