Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

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Siegfried couldn't think of any legends in the records at the moment.

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"Really, I didn't expect him to be so out of control before the war even started."

Danic stood in the dimly lit room, looking out the window, and said in a deep voice.

But he paid no attention to the indifferent voice coming from behind him.

"It's alright, it can be considered a pre-battle exchange."

Upon hearing this, Danic glanced at the unknown "overlord".

He was dressed in ancient armor and black combat uniform, with long black hair reaching his waist, and a round fan was placed behind the chair.

That disdainful look suggested that he didn't take Caster's riot seriously.

His original intention was to use the sacred relic to summon a once-famous "great man" of the country.

However, something unexpected seems to have happened; the summoning went awry, resulting in the appearance of this unidentified "Rider".

This might be a strange consolation, especially since the family has already pulled out two "Casters" from the pool in a row.

Although he failed to summon Vlad III, Danic could at least sense an undeniable power emanating from him.

Rider simply sat in his chair, unmoved, a smile playing on his lips.

"Dance to your heart's content!"

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"Hey, Master, this is a three-way battle, right?"

"Yes. Unlike the regular Holy Grail War, this is an unusual war with five master and servant units on each side, but without restrictions on duplicate classes."

Shiki-kai was resting and talking with his servant in the town.

The legendary Knight of the Round Table, Mordred!

"Shouldn't we go and meet up?"

"Well, I did want to go before, but that church priest's resume made me feel uneasy."

"Although it will be dangerous, I'd better go alone."

"Oh, that's great, that would look exciting."

The two seemed completely oblivious to the current situation, chatting happily.

Chapter 233 231 What team is this?! (4K)

"Shirou, are there no club activities today?"

"I have something to take care of today and need to go back early. Both the archery club and the kendo club have asked for leave."

"That's a real shame. I was hoping to ask you for advice again."

"Haha, sorry, tomorrow."

"Goodbye then!"

I went to the teacher's house first, knowing the way well from the school.

"Huh? Teacher?"

"not here?"

Shirou unlocked the door and went inside, but he didn't see the teacher whose "appearance" was always young.

"This is troublesome. Mingming was planning to come over early and cook for her first."

He scratched his head, feeling a bit troubled, as he couldn't sense any trace of presence anywhere in the room.

It seems they went out.

"However, it's already this late, they should be back soon."

"Let's get ready first."

She walked familiarly into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the prepared ingredients, and began to cook dinner.

He has been sticking to this process for almost ten years.

Besides practicing so-called "magic" here, it also includes things like kendo and martial arts.

Because I had to take care of that teacher, I even learned cooking skills when I was a child.

After finishing everything, he covered the pot with the lid and kept it warm before heading towards the renovated dojo.

I heard that this villa was a gift from a very powerful and influential person to that teacher.

In the past few years, the teacher has also expanded the temple a bit for educational purposes.

Seeing the sword hanging on the wall, Shirou walked over and took it down.

These are things he found when he was a child.

Kusanagi sword.

The teacher said it's a real object, so it can't be taken out.

The longsword that I struggled to wield as a child is now something I can easily hold in my hand.

Unlike Rin, Sakura, and Illya, Shirou is closer to being an all-rounder.

He also dabbled in magic.

In terms of weapons, he is proficient in all kinds of weapons, including swords, bows, and guns. Through years of training, he has become much stronger, and at least Shinji from the Matou family always looks at him with a kind of fear.

To paraphrase another teacher, Waver, Shirou is less of a magician and more like a Servant.

Memories from his childhood flashed through his mind; that dark figure and gentle face had a profound impact on him.

The residents of Fuyuki City may not remember the incident, but for Shirou, it is a scene etched deep in his heart that he can never forget.

It's not just a simple yearning; it's the pure heart and actions that Shirou truly admires.

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He was holding the longsword in his left hand and was about to put it back when he noticed an unusual red light flashing on the back of his hand.

A red mark appeared on the back of my hand, along with a bead that popped out, and a flood of unknown information poured into my mind.

When he came to his senses, he was already standing in a desolate wilderness.

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Holding that long sword, Shirou remained silent.

Dragon Ball Wars

Servant summoning.

Team battles.

Although I had vaguely heard similar stories from my teacher, I never imagined it would be like this.

The image of the hero in black armor flashed through his memory again, and he perhaps understood what had happened in Fuyuki City ten years ago.

"Are your companions nearby?"

"I don't know who it is."

He had already been told that he had four more teammates, and Shirou was a little concerned.

If it's a stranger, then it's a much bigger problem. After all, if you don't know each other, let alone team up, the possibility of suspicion is a minor issue.

"Let's summon the so-called Servants first."

Shirou planted his longsword in the ground and looked at the ritual circle that appeared in front of him, speaking as he spoke.

"Declaration——"

As the incantation was chanted, accompanied by the flashing red light of the ground ritual, immense magical power surged.

"boom!!"

A plume of smoke billowed out, and a figure appeared inside.

"Ok?"

They hadn't seen his face yet, but he seemed even more surprised.

Shirou was stunned when he saw the other person's face clearly.

That face, so similar to mine, that similar physique.

"I have indeed been summoned to an extraordinary place."

"And what's the reason this time?"