My youth story, a crossover anime, turns out, is FGO!

If one becomes deeply immersed in playing a Heroic Spirit, one will definitely be influenced, since Heroic Spirits all have rather strong personalities. Initially, one might have just hoped to make up for one's own personality flaws, but now it seems that even the Heroic Spirit himself doesn't know what he's thinking anymore.

Fujimaru Ritsuka: Makoto-kun. I'm very worried about you.

Makoto Aoki: I'm sorry...

Fujimaru Ritsuka: Makoto-kun, are you really sure? Are you going to stick with it?

Makoto Aoki's fingertips remained on the phone for a long time without moving.

Fujimaru Ritsuka: My promise remains valid.

Makoto Aoki knew that it referred to what Fujimaru Ritsuka had said at the beginning: if he gave up, Fujimaru Ritsuka would take over his responsibility.

But this moment, however, actually ignited Makoto Aoki's resilience.

Perhaps he really lacks talent, but having already taken on all of this, he will never give up halfway.

Makoto Aoki: No, it's not necessary. This is my responsibility; I will save my own world!

Fujimaru Ritsuka: If you insist, I will support you. But please take care of yourself, at least don't lose yourself. If you need any help, I'm always here... Of course, right now I can only offer some informational support.

Makoto Aoki: Thank you, that's good. Actually, I'll be participating in a Holy Grail War soon, and I hope you can offer some advice then.

Fujimaru Ritsuka: I understand, leave it to me. But, Aoki-kun.

Fujimaru Ritsuka: If you can't change your mindset during the Holy Grail War, you really will die. You can't defeat those who will do anything for their own desires if you don't fight to the death.

After talking with Fujimaru Ritsuka for a long time, Aoki Makoto was also reflecting. As a transmigrator, although he had some setbacks in his childhood, he had basically had a smooth journey. Later, he also had such an overpowered cheat ability. In fact, he had never encountered any real danger.

But the Holy Grail War is different. Since it is a war, people will die. He had to go there in person. At this moment, he suddenly understood why only a very small minority, like Fujimaru Ritsuka, fight alongside Heroic Spirits. The pressure that Heroic Spirits exert on people is truly immense.

Yes, Makoto Aoki tried his best to suppress his trembling hands. As someone who grew up in a peaceful era, even after two lifetimes, he was still just a petit bourgeois. He had never argued with anyone and was a Buddhist-like person with no desires he had to fulfill.

But now, he had to go to the battlefield.

Makoto Aoki took a deep breath: "Yes, it's time to fight to the death. On the battlefield, only those who are not afraid of death are not easy to die."

Having calmed himself down, Makoto Aoki began preparing for the upcoming monster invasion. He no longer intended to be stingy with his magical energy; it was no longer the time to worry about that. He could simply create a Servant and then quickly find a magical energy bank to take over.

Choosing a Master is also a skill. The Master should be relatively excellent and not the kind who doesn't understand the situation, but they also can't be too mature, otherwise they will take the initiative and be difficult to fool.

For Makoto Aoki and his Heroic Spirit alter egos, an obedient Master is more important than an excellent Master.

Moreover, with so many places where incidents have occurred, there are bound to be choices to be made. For Makoto Aoki, it's best to arrange Servants near potential contract partners, and for other places, they'll just have to wait until the first batch of incidents are resolved.

This is also an opportunity for Eriri and Nakano Miku to train. Even if they are not of great use, at least they will not panic when they encounter danger. Otherwise, the real Holy Grail War will be a hundred times more dangerous than this.

There will definitely be casualties, but I can't worry about that now.

Makoto Aoki took a deep breath, trying his best to let the composure and ease of King Arthur, Oda Nobunaga, and even Taikomochi influence him in the opposite direction, so that he could think calmly, ignore all the casualties, and continue to act.

"Let's cause a huge scene."

On this day, people all over Japan looked up.

The sky cracked open.

"Roar--"

The two-legged dragons covered in green scales roared, their densely packed forms almost filling the entire sky.

"Unbelievable! How could such illogical creatures be born! Their fleshy wings should not be able to support their weight at all!"

Someone shouted in disbelief, "My worldview has been shattered!"

However, the wyvern paid no attention to the ants' astonishment.

Their savage, ginger-colored vertical pupils coldly gazed at the tiny ants below. In their eyes, these numerous bipedal animals, lacking sharp teeth and claws, were the perfect food.

"Ah ah ah..."

"Help, help..."

"Mommy, sob sob..."

Cries, screams, and wails filled the air, turning the area into a living hell in an instant, given the extremely high population density in the Tokyo area.

"nobu!"

The miniature messengers, who had been separated by Oda Nobunaga long ago, fired in succession, but it was just a drop in the ocean against the massive number of wyverns, barely enough to protect some people as they retreated.

Fortunately, Oda Nobunaga had already given the order. Even the most incompetent Japanese government still has some ability to execute orders. At least in disaster-prone Japan, their evacuation skills are top-notch. So although the scene was tragic, the actual number of casualties was not high.

"shot!"

Soon, the SAT special police unit arrived. This was undoubtedly an action by those who opposed Oda Nobunaga and blindly believed in modern technology. However, they soon discovered in despair that firearms were almost useless against wyverns and could not penetrate their scales at all.

Even armor-piercing projectiles only use kinetic potential energy to make the wyverns retreat, but cannot harm them.

Relying on training and teamwork, and with the attack intensity not yet high, SAT managed to repel (not eliminate) some wyverns, but everyone knew that this situation could not last long.

Behind the enormous rift that tore the sky apart, there were two huge, cold eyes.

The dragon stretched out its head, its ferocious appearance, scarlet exterior, and enormous size causing many people to collapse to the ground upon seeing it, unable to even muster the courage to resist.

At this moment, humanity finally remembered the fear of being dominated by countless wild beasts in ancient times, a fear ingrained in our genes.

The dragon opened its jaws, releasing a foul stench, but even more terrifying was the scorching flames that spewed from the depths of its throat.

Dragon Flame—

The extremely high temperatures even melted the steel and concrete, and the SAT troops were wiped out instantly.

At this moment, the Japanese fighter jets didn't even dare to take off. The wyverns were not sea monsters; they were the true rulers of the skies.

At this moment, humanity finally abandoned all wishful thinking, realizing that modern technology was simply no match for these monsters.

"Lord Nobunaga!"

The highest alert was raised everywhere. At the Cabinet Office, everyone was going crazy. They simply couldn't imagine why the situation had taken such a sharp turn for the worse.

"What should we do, Lord Nobunaga! Large areas of Arakawa Ward have fallen, and monsters have appeared in Shinjuku and Shibuya Wards as well. Monsters have appeared not only in Tokyo, but also in Kyoto, Osaka, and other cities!"

Is this the end of the world? Abe suddenly felt dizzy.

"Why panic?"

Oda Nobunaga stood up from the head of the table with a calm expression, his blood-red cloak trailing down like a crimson path of blood.

"Generals of the three armies should not rashly stand at the forefront of the troops. If they stand out too much and make great achievements, they will steal the credit from their subordinates. On the other hand, if they are careless, they will lose the trust of their subordinates. Therefore, generals should not rashly stand at the forefront of the troops."

"But now, the time has come."

"Miku."

"Yes!" Nakano Miku, who had already understood her mission, trembled with fear, but her voice was unusually firm.

"Come with me into battle!"

Near the sea in Yokohama.

The sea breeze carries a fishy stench, and swarms of sea monsters crowd the nearshore waters, their vibrant colors writhing and making them even more nauseating.

"Ugh—" A blonde girl had already vomited.

Even though her face had turned pale, she still pounded her chest to keep going.

Hang in there, Eriri! You were the one who said you'd stand by Arthur's side!

Eriri kept encouraging herself. It has to be said that Arthur next to her gave her a great sense of security, giving her the courage to stand there instead of collapsing immediately.

"You've done very well, Eriri."

Arthur patted Eriri on the back to make her feel better.

In fact, neither Arthur nor Makoto Aoki expected Eriri to be able to fight, support, or even be both intelligent and brave like the Masters in Type-Moon. Their requirements for these slice-of-life anime characters were simple: don't be so afraid that you break down and can't even face them.

As long as they can escape calmly and maintain a stable mana supply, Aoki Makoto's side will definitely have the advantage in terms of the strength of their Servants.

The blond knight king had sharp eyes, his sword tip pointing downwards. With his magic power plentiful, he wouldn't waste time interrupting.

"Let's fight quickly."

After all, there are other places that need rescue.

"Excalibur! (Sword of Excalibur!)"