[Holy Grail War].
You could call it a small-scale war among seven Servants vying for the omnipotent wish-granting device.
But there's another way to see it: a chance for deceased Heroic Spirits to fulfill unachieved wishes from their lives, answering the summons of Magus to manifest as [Servants] in the present world.
Among these summoned Servants, some wishes can only be granted by the Holy Grail... like Iskandar, the King of Conquerors.
To continue his dream of conquest, a living, breathing body is an essential condition.
But for some Heroic Spirits, their "regrets" can be addressed through other means.
Like now.
When the King of the End from the Age of Gods raises her holy spear, a symbol of glory, a shadow capable of destroying the entire world must appear before her.
[White Dragon King].
This might be another perk of the "Holy Grail War"... the Heroic Spirits summoned here don't necessarily appear as they were at their life's end. They can choose to manifest as their [Youth], [Prime], [Peak], or [Twilight].
The Red Dragon King and the White Dragon King, fated rivals who never truly settled their score fifteen hundred years ago, now seek to resolve their long-standing "grudge" On the stage of this Holy Grail War.
"Is that so?"
Gazing at the blue-black dragon shadow circling the sky, the King of Knights narrowed her eyes.
She still remembered the white dragon hatchling, so cute, obedient, and well-mannered!
It even shared its meat with her back then.
Unlike now... arrogant, spouting nonsense she couldn't understand, and picking up the bad habit of eating alone behind her back!
"Correction!"
"It must be corrected!"
With this resolve, the King of Knights raised her holy spear again, clearly intent on settling all issues tonight.
But at that moment...
"Swish... "
A sharp sound cut through the air, followed by golden chains shooting out from a dark corner. They darted toward the Chaos Dragon in the sky, binding it tightly in an instant.
"???"
The onlookers instinctively glanced at the golden-glimmering Heroic Spirit.
Everyone assumed it was his Noble Phantasm... but how could he control it from such a distance, standing in the ruined courtyard?
No, the real question was, why would he bother using a Noble Phantasm from so far away?
The crowd puzzled over the golden Heroic Spirit's choice.
Unbeknownst to them, his heart was roiling with shock.
... This Noble Phantasm, there's no mistake, it's unmistakable!
And its owner, besides himself, could only be...
"Great job, Enkidu!"
"Caught a Bad Child!"
"Assassin, plus ten points!!!"
…
It was a Servant clad in white monk robes.
His slender frame and grass-green hair were hidden under a white hood, obscuring his face and expression.
But his emotionless voice suggested he was a professional "killer."
"My apologies, Master."
"But I must say… I cannot fully restrain Them."
Though an enemy, the white-clad Heroic Spirit still used a respectful pronoun for the dragon in the sky.
He could feel the intense reaction from his Noble Phantasm [Enkidu: Chains of Heaven]... the blue-black dragon above was undoubtedly a true divinity.
And stranger still, despite its high divinity, the Chains of Heaven, designed to bind gods, couldn't hold it.
What did this mean?
The assassin crafted by the gods dared not... and refused to... ponder the answer. He only knew that his "sneak attack" had enraged this divine being.
"Clang... "
The Chaos Dragon merely shook its body, effortlessly breaking the Chains of Heaven meant to bind divinity. In the next instant, a murky dragon's breath surged mercilessly toward the assassin's position... they couldn't dodge, as this was the heart of a crowded residential area.
"Tch... "
"As expected, this is a hassle… but I didn't think it'd be this much of a hassle!"
With no other choice, Santa Claus stepped forward, raising her flagpole.
She earnestly prayed that her future white self would lend her strength to protect the city's residents... she wasn't sure if she could do it, but since they were both "Jeanne." She must have the potential to become that "White Jeanne." right?
That's what Jeanne Lily thought.
But soon, she realized she didn't need to act.
"Boom... "
The Chaos Dragon's breath poured down like a waterfall from the sky.
Yet above them, and around the residential area, seven layers of pink magical shields appeared, the innermost shaped like a blooming flower.
[Aestus Estus: Sevenfold Flaming Ring].
Of course, it wasn't the genuine article... that belonged to the great Greek hero Ajax.
But it was no counterfeit either.
The king's treasury held no fakes, only the [prototypes] of countless precious treasures.
Under normal circumstances, the king wouldn't use these Noble Phantasms.
First, he didn't want to. Second, there was no need.
In most cases, he could achieve victory by casually tossing out those precious treasures.
But this time was clearly an exception.
"Hahaha... "
The Chaos Dragon's breath continued to pour relentlessly from the sky, showing no sign of stopping.
From the ground came a burst of laughter tinged with mental pollution...
"This king nearly forgot."
"You can look this pathetic too."
"Hahaha, it seems this so-called Holy Grail War isn't entirely without merit."
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