At the port.
Cú Chulainn first exchanged real sword strikes with Artoria for several minutes.
After the two had thoroughly warmed up and left behind a large number of intense combat shots, they returned to the script.
Pfft.
A yellow Cursed Tool short spear brushed past Artoria's wrist.
The prop blood bag burst open, and crimson blood, disguised with Cursed Energy, splattered outward.
On the bridge not far away, Iskandar and his Master, Waver, also received their cue to enter.
The boisterous, polar bear-like strongman grabbed the still-trembling Waver and boarded the Divine Might Chariot.
The actor playing Waver was not acting. He was genuinely shaking.
Help me. What kind of film crew throws actors onto the top of a bridge without any safety equipment?
The Divine Might Chariot crackled with lightning as it galloped through the air along a transparent barrier. The strongman playing Iskandar excitedly experienced the sensation of soaring through the sky.
"Ri…der!"
Waver's voice trembled with fear. He swore this was the first time he had shouted with such genuine emotion on set.
"How are the preparations, Satoru?"
Suguru, hands in his pockets, walked up to Satoru Gil, who was deep in thought.
"I just feel like this scene isn't grand enough."
"Hm?"
Suguru looked at him strangely.
"Look, aren't we filming the Holy Grail War? But this doesn't feel like a war at all."
"A war has many stages. You don't deploy all your forces at the very beginning."
Suguru patiently explained.
"It doesn't matter."
Satoru Gil suddenly smiled.
"What doesn't matter?"
"As long as it gets bigger later, right?"
Seeing Satoru's cheerful expression, a bad feeling rose in Suguru's heart.
"Satoru…"
Before Suguru could finish speaking, Satoru Gil disappeared from where he stood.
When he reappeared, he held an exaggerated mage robe in his hand.
Gilles de Rais' robe.
Not far away, Gilles de Rais, who was not even supposed to appear in this scene, was left standing in only his shorts, arms crossed, hair disheveled by the wind.
Seeing Satoru Gil's ill intentions, Suguru turned and ran.
But he could not outrun him.
"Satoru, give me back the clothes."
"No. The Great Sea Demon is played by your Cursed Spirit anyway, so you can make a cameo too."
"Satoru, if you do this, the actor uncle will be sad."
"Who cares about that middle-aged uncle?"
…Suguru's resistance failed.
On the battlefield, Iskandar, whose heart pounded from the unprecedented thrill, raised his arms and roared.
"Heroic Spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, gather here. Cowards who dare not show themselves shall be scorned by me, the King of Conquerors."
At that moment, he was fully immersed in Iskandar's identity.
"Two rats calling themselves kings have appeared overnight, ignoring me."
Satoru Gil appeared atop a streetlamp, surrounded by dazzling golden light.
Good. Satoru seems relatively normal today.
Below the set, Eichi let out a sigh of relief and prepared to use shadows to cover the transparent barrier behind Satoru Gil, then launch Cursed Tools.
But the next moment, he sensed something was wrong.
Why hasn't the golden light effect been turned off yet?
According to the script, the effect should have ended after Satoru Gil's entrance.
The next instant, Eichi felt his heart tighten.
"Do you desire my Holy Grail?"
Satoru Gil raised his hand, and a golden Holy Grail prop appeared in his palm.
"Then come and take it. Let this place become a true battlefield."
Satoru Gil spread his arms and activated Blue.
At the same time, the Cursed Tool hidden within his armor that altered the color of Cursed Energy was activated.
The originally azure glow turned into brilliant gold.
Hassan of the Hundred Faces, hidden within the shadows and on standby, and Gilles de Rais, who had been searching for the poor uncle Satoru Gil stripped and abandoned, instantly appeared on the battlefield.
Using Blue, Satoru shortened the distance and dragged them into the arena.
Everyone stared in shock at the frenzied Satoru Gil atop the streetlamp.
This was not in the script. And why did Gilles de Rais change actors? His eyes were not that small before.
"Now. The Fourth Holy Grail War shall be ruled by the strongest, this King."
Blue activated again, silently drawing several Cursed Tools into the golden light behind him.
Then Red activated, firing the Cursed Tools at extreme speed.
Boom. Boom. Clang.
Artoria and Cú Chulainn reacted first, instantly knocking aside several incoming Cursed Tools.
Iskandar pulled the reins and issued a command. The divine bulls pulling the chariot immediately surged forward at full speed.
The scene spiraled completely out of control.
"Hahahaha. You mongrels, use all your strength to entertain this King. Hahahaha."
Satoru Gil crossed his arms, repeatedly drawing in Cursed Tools with Blue and launching them with Red.
For a time, the entire port was bombarded like a warzone, turning into a true battlefield.
"Heh… I knew it…"
Below the set, Eichi leaned against a wall with one hand and covered his chest with the other, his eyes vacant.
Rumble.
Amid violent tremors, the Great Sea Demon, originally meant to appear only in the Fuyuki River massacre, emerged at the port.
Massive tentacles began lashing about wildly.
"…Should we just quit?"
Backstage, Diarmuid and Kenneth, who were waiting for their turn after Cú Chulainn stepped in as the stunt double, exchanged glances.
For the sake of survival, they decided to abandon this highly paid job.
Pfft.
On the chaotic battlefield, Artoria swung her sword, severing a giant tentacle before turning to block Cú Chulainn's spear.
The next second, several Cursed Tools rained down, engulfing both of them.
The scene had devolved into a complete free-for-all.
Eichi grew anxious.
"Ten Shadows Armor, Body Integration."
Shadows enveloped his entire body, then formed into black armor identical to Berserker Lancelot's, dark smoke constantly rising from it.
With glowing red eyes, Eichi leaped into the battlefield, grabbed a shipping container with his right hand, and hurled it toward Satoru Gil.
"Completely insane."
At this moment, Eichi truly wished he could become Berserker Lancelot, stand on his hands, grab the Earth, and smash Satoru Gil into the sun.
"Seriously, what is he trying to do?"
Artoria felt a headache coming on. If they did not finish filming soon, it would interfere with her dinner.
Clang.
Spear and sword collided.
"Don't be so serious, Saber."
Cú Chulainn grinned, battle intent burning in his eyes.
"Since it's already like this, why not go all out?"
He pulled back his spear and thrust again.
"Very well."
Artoria abandoned the idea of filming and treated it as a real battle.
(To be continued.)
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