Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

He might not be able to figure out how to solve Remilia's request, but Raphael might be able to.

After all, it's a fairly reliable member.

(learn.)

Hearing the slightly happy tone in the other person's voice, Rimuru thought it might be her imagination.

(By the way, Raphael, what were you synthesizing with your sword just now?)

(Answer: Try to make a Zanpakuto)

"what?!"

Zanpakuto

That was the Soul Blade belonging to Death.

Generally speaking, it is something that ordinary people cannot obtain except by the Grim Reaper.

After all, it requires a special method to "transform" it, not just simple manufacturing and forging.

But Raphael was saying that it was trying to make a Zanpakuto.

This is a bit scary.

He wasn't doubting whether the other party could do it; rather, he felt that there was a high probability of success.

What is the purpose of making a Zanpakuto?

Even if he's slow to realize it, Rimuru knows what's going on.

This is truly "progress" in another sense.

"Aha."

He could already imagine that future, and could only smile helplessly.

"But it's not bad either."

Rimuru glanced at the weapon in her hand, put it away, and didn't refuse.

Anyway, he usually enjoys fighting with swords and knives, so it's not a loss to try some new tricks.

The main problem is that if Raphael actually makes it, what name should he give it?

This is something we should probably think about carefully.

"You are."

Hearing the sounds coming from the side, Rimuru turned and saw two humans approaching.

"Um, I'm sorry, I damaged the surrounding houses, but I don't think anyone was hurt. Consider this compensation."

After casually tossing valuable jewels out of thin air, Rimuru turned and left.

"Wait"

Before they could even ask his name, Gerdav and Brian stared blankly at the figure that had vanished in an instant and the pile of jewels, falling into silence.

"What a beautiful person."

"She looks like a young girl, but she speaks like a man."

Brian had never encountered such a contradictory being before. Although he knew that the other party might be a monster and possessed exaggerated power, he couldn't feel any malice towards it, which was really strange.

Even though he used to tremble when facing monsters like Shalltear.

"Was anyone hurt?"

The jewels thrown on the ground were clearly worth more than rebuilding the city. For a powerful person to act and have such an attitude was truly an eye-opener for Gerald and Brian.

In my mind, those powerful people were all eccentric individuals, so it's hard to imagine that the person I just saw was so normal.

"That's easy for you to say."

"We still don't know what they're here for."

"Heh, it seems they're not after the kingdom."

"Yes, a powerful person who can produce these things probably wouldn't be interested in the set of secret treasures you possess."

After crouching down and confirming the quantity of jewelry, Brian teased him.

"You've become quite optimistic, Brian."

"what?"

"That's because I've seen hope, Gerdov. Humanity is stronger than we think."

"Really? That would be great."

.........

"How can you just turn a blind eye to such a serious injury?"

"Is it true that Death can't die?"

Olga was stunned by the horrific wounds on Assassin's body as he returned.

Right shoulder, chest, leg

Everywhere was stained with blood.

"Of course they'll die."

"If we didn't die, the world would have been in chaos long ago."

With a soft laugh, Gin Ichimaru replied with ease.

"Really? If you think everything's fine, then I don't need to worry about it unnecessarily."

"Tell me your thoughts on the other Servants."

When it comes to Servant combat, Olga doesn't really have much experience; he can only choose to trust Assassin's judgment and move forward.

"Well, there are definitely one or two troublesome guys."

"It's a pity I didn't see Saber and Rider this time."

"Therefore, it is not appropriate to assume the level of all followers."

Using magic to slowly heal the wound, Gin Ichimaru looked directly at Olga and said.

"But isn't Caster illegally summoning a new Servant?"

"It looks like Saber? But it doesn't matter, they've all been taken care of by Berserker."

"Even if I were to take action, Caster wouldn't survive. That new Servant is easy to deal with."

"Oh?"

Even though she hadn't witnessed Rimuru and Freyren's battle in detail, Gin Ichimaru's calm tone surprised Olga.

"The Grim Reaper isn't just a name for nothing."

He uttered a cryptic statement without explanation.

If he were to fight the Caster from before, he would be able to kill him just as well.

It wasn't arrogance or ignorance, but rather that Gin Ichimaru genuinely had a solution.

The newly summoned heroic spirit is just a "dead person".

Death finds dealing with these kinds of people far too easy.

"To what extent can Berserker's proposal achieve?"

I didn't dwell on it. Since Assassin said he could do it, then there must be no problem. The other issue was something else entirely.

Rimuru mentioned the "reward" he received in exchange for the Dragon Balls.

Is the other party really able to meet our demands?

If that's possible, then Olga would be willing to hand over the Dragon Balls, and Assassin would probably feel the same way.

"Well, I don't know."

"Perhaps it's a lie?"

"Oh, is that what you think?"

Olga could clearly sense the insincerity in Assassin's words; she was no innocent child.

If he doesn't take the initiative to clarify this matter, he might be betrayed by Assassin.

"Well, I'm willing to give it a try, but you, Master, have no choice."

"Your unrealistic wish can only be fulfilled by victory, right?"

As he said those words, Gin Ichimaru retorted sarcastically, seemingly unconcerned.

He seemed to know exactly what his Master wanted.

"That's really scary, you bastard."

With one eye closed and hands in her pockets, Olga stood up and muttered to herself.

Indeed, as Assassin said, Berserker would never deliver on his demands.