Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

"There's no need to look for Rimuru's Master. He seemed to sense something and ran away quickly."

Looking at Caster, Olga sat on the table and began to speak.

"Well"

Upon hearing this, and noticing that CC hadn't said anything either, Frillie simply remained silent for a moment before turning to leave.

Where are you planning to go this time?

"Cultivation."

"Ok?"

CC was somewhat surprised to hear what Frillian said.

"Berserker is dead, but Rider is still not dealt with."

"So I plan to accompany Saber on her training."

"If we fail, the world might be doomed."

Even after giving a simple and easy-to-understand explanation, Frillie remained calm.

The language did not fluctuate much.

"is it?"

"In time?"

CC didn't ask too many questions; she simply expressed her concern for him in a different way.

"Probably. Saber said there might be at least one more day."

"Then I wish you all the best. If you need anything, just call me anytime. I still have one Command Seal left."

"Hmm, if possible, I don't want to have to use that Command Seal."

She put on that innocent "(ω`)" look, just like always.

"Your way of communicating is quite unique."

Olga only asked the question in surprise after Frilian left.

"She's always been like that."

"I've lived for so long, but it's not as complicated as I imagined."

"Perhaps this is what makes elves so incredible."

CC also lived for a long time, but she didn't have the same "naive and innocent" mentality as Frilian.

"Ah"

"However, I didn't expect Grandpa Rimuru to fail."

"Isn't that what variables are all about?"

He sighed, but his thoughts were immediately exposed.

"Do what you can."

Just as Assassin said.

"It is safest to keep a low profile and act cautiously."

Olga placed the cups on the table and then got up.

Watching Olga leave, CC merely glanced at him without stopping him.

"So-nan-hi?"

As Olga walked around the corner, she saw the Wobbuffet huddled in its basket, covered with a cloth, and simply smiled and patted its head.

It seems she has no intention of pursuing the matter further.

"Suo Nan His!"

He called out softly, and sure enough, the old man responded.

"Then let's continue to fulfill our agreement with Grandpa for the time being."

"Suo Nan His!!"

"We can only rely on them to defeat Rider."

Olga couldn't quite describe the feeling she had when she thought about Frilian leaving.

Even though the world would end if we failed, it didn't feel real at all.

Perhaps it's hard to imagine what a tragedy it would be if you haven't experienced it yourself.

…………

"How about it?"

"Just as he said, Berserker's Master has gone into hiding."

"is it?"

Standing outside the city, watching Frilian stroll out, Simmel was already waiting at the crossroads.

I inquired about relevant information, but all I received were guesses that we had discussed before.

"That means it's just as Saber guessed."

"Berserker might not be dead."

"They're still alive?"

Touching his chin, Simmel began to think seriously about the situation.

Although Saber's words are absurd, they can still serve as a reference in certain situations.

The possibility that Berserker is still alive was raised by the other party.

However, there is no actual evidence to prove it.

From Simmel and Frilian's perspective, Berserker should have died.

After all, the Dragon Balls Rider obtained before were genuine.

If Berserker hadn't died, the Dragon Balls wouldn't have been stolen.

"Who knows."

Unverifiable speculation is always just "nonsense".

Frillie and the others no longer had the energy to focus on investigating Berserker's situation.

Rider was injured by Saber, but he is safe until he recovers.

Rather, this is also a period of time given to them.

"Let's go, Saber probably can't wait any longer."

"He is a hero completely different from you, Simmel."

"Heh, it would be even stranger if they were the same."

The two walked side by side, talking as they reached a certain spot, after which Frilian pointed her staff at the ground.

A magic circle emerged from the earth.

"But no matter what, our goals are the same, aren't they?"

After glancing at the magic that was about to be unleashed, Simmel spoke.

Brave.

It's not just a profession or identity.

The responsibilities they bear are what truly matter.

"Yes."

"Perhaps the elements we were summoned to were for this very moment."

A slight, wistful smile appeared on Frillie's face; she didn't seem to regret anything.

Even though she wasn't the final victor, the gains she made far exceeded her expectations.

"Simmel"

"Ok?"

"If there's still a chance after defeating Rider, let's have a good talk with Saber."

"Yeah, after all, I'm also very curious about what kind of goddesses that guy Haita has always worshipped are."

"Maybe he's just like me, a super unconventional type?"

"Oh, that's possible."

.........

"what!"

Even after being knocked to the ground, Boruto struggled to regain his composure.