You are very strong, but my painting style is better than yours!

"—!"

It was just an ordinary sentence, but it made the head of the family's hair stand on end, his heart clench as if pierced by a small knife, and he even had the illusion that he was going to be killed!

Something’s wrong…something’s wrong!

The head of the family immediately realized that something had changed...

Although the previous "king" was extremely majestic, he could still be considered a benevolent and wise monarch. But what he just felt... was the smell of blood, the killing intent, the tyranny, and the anger!

Like a tiger locked in a cage, constantly sharpening its claws and teeth, ready to tear apart everyone who once mocked it the moment it was released from its restraints!

why?

Why did Lancer become like this?

"Your Majesty, are you in a bad mood?" The patriarch asked respectfully, suppressing the urge to flee.

"Don't worry about it, I just took a nap... and dreamed about some things."

The middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes slowly opened them. He had been sitting on a deerskin sofa, resting his face on his hand, taking a short nap. Even in his sleep, his figure exuded elegance and composure.

When he opened his eyes and spoke, an invisible killing intent swept across the entire room and even the castle, causing all living beings with souls to tremble instinctively!

"I never imagined the Holy Grail would impart knowledge to a Servant a second time... No, perhaps it wasn't the Holy Grail that did it." Lancer fell into deep thought. "Could it be the data from the Throne of Heroes..."

Generally speaking, Servants appearing in the Holy Grail War are instilled with common sense about the era and its context, including language, by the Holy Grail system at the time of their summoning, in order to avoid any embarrassing situations.

However, Lancer had previously seen another version of "himself" in his dream, which caused a large amount of information to flow into his mind, greatly affecting his mental state and willpower, and even changing his Spirit Origin Class.

"Your Majesty, what is your class?" The head of the family was an excellent magician, and as a Master, he could view the Servant's information. He boldly looked the other person up and down, and then couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"How did it become [berserker]?!"

“No, it’s not just a simple berserker, but a dual summoning of Lancer and Berserker.” The white-haired man with dark circles under his eyes said thoughtfully, “Perhaps it’s more focused on the [Berserker].

"Hiss! How could this happen!" The patriarch was shocked, searching his memory but finding no similar examples.

However, on the other hand, this Holy Grail system wasn't his original creation; he stole it from the Far East... It's normal that he doesn't know about any hidden features.

"No wonder your magic consumption has increased; it's a Berserker... But you seem to be able to maintain your sanity. You truly deserve to be the guardian of this land!" The patriarch offered his sincere praise.

"We will surely achieve lasting prosperity under your leadership!"

"uh-huh?"

Upon hearing this, the original Lancer turned his gaze to him, his expression deep and enigmatic.

It's unclear whether it's a bug in the Holy Grail system or a problem with the boundary records, but it seems that Lancer's memories and some data from another parallel world were transferred over, causing changes to his Spirit Origin.

Besides this impact, Lancer also had many "familiar yet unfamiliar" memories.

In another version of my memory, I was also summoned to this point in time to fight a Holy Grail War, but the result... was simply a tragedy!

Not only did it fail to protect its territory and was suppressed in battle against a powerful enemy, but it was also corrupted by its Master's Command Spell when it was about to die, and met a dishonorable and disgraceful end in the form of a monster!

Come to think of it, this guy in front of me will use Command Seals on him in the "future"...

Lancer looked at the patriarch with an extremely dangerous gaze, but considering that it was only the future of a parallel world, which had not yet happened at this time, and was almost certainly going to be changed... as an excellent monarch and a devout Christian, he could not execute a person for a sin that had not yet occurred.

However... a little punishment is still acceptable~

"come over."

"Hmm?" The patriarch subconsciously took two steps forward. "Your Majesty, you are— um!"

Suddenly, a red light appeared in Lancer's, or rather, Berserker's, eyes. The patriarch instantly lost control of his body. Strange blue-red magic flowed back from the contract channel, washing over his magic circuits and leaving an indelible mark.

An irresistible aura struck the depths of his soul, causing him to kneel down and prostrate himself before Lancer.

"You guy..."

Lancer lifted the patriarch up and slapped him across the face—

Snapped!

"So you're the one called Danic?!"

Snapped!

"You're the one who's going to let me live?!"

Snapped!

"You're the one who told me not to die!"

Snapped!

"You think you're cosplaying Lu Mingfei?!"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

"Lu... Lu Mingfei... what is he?"

"Shut up!"

Snapped!

The Holy Grail's imparted, trivial knowledge, or noise caused by information disruption, is something the noble "Son of the Dragon" would never know in detail. In fact, he doesn't care what it is; he's just looking for a reason to take action.

Having vented his anger, Lancer Vlad III impatiently tossed the mud-like Danic aside, then straightened up, his demeanor sharp as a spear, his bewitching and majestic eyes fixed on the bright moon.

"This time, I will surely wash away this shame with an absolute victory!"

I've revised the previous text and attached a screenshot of the Grand Duke's panel with dual summoning.

In the previous article, in order to play with the dragon reference, Vlad III's image was made a bit out of character. The author thought about it and agreed that some Servants' images are indeed not suitable for developing in a comedic direction. Vlad III is one of the few Servants who has very little black history in Chaldea, so it is not appropriate.

In addition, the dragon reference was a bit obscure and many people didn't get it, so the chef made some changes and removed the slapping and dragon references.

In addition, FA was chosen as the copy because writing other stories can easily lead to aesthetic fatigue, while the red-black battle in FA has a high degree of flexibility for modification.

Longtime readers should know that this is the third time the author has written Fate/stay night, but each time it is different because there is more room for maneuver. This time, I promise to bring you a new experience as well – let's do something fun for Chaldea.

Also attached is the Grand Duke's panel:

Vlad III

Ability values: Omitted (refer to Fuyuki Berserker)

Inherent skills:

【Christ's Shield EX】

• By acquiring ley lines beforehand, one can claim a specific area as "one's own territory." Fighting within this territory grants Vlad III, as king, a combat power boost comparable to Berserker's A-rank "Berserker" level.

Within the territory, suppress enemies with "other ethnicity" or "heretic" attributes, weaken their mystique, and reduce the damage you suffer.

Correspondingly, there is no bonus effect when fighting against Cross-type Servants.

【Tatsunoko EX】

The elevation of ancient legends is closely related to the land of Romania, enabling communication with the mysteries sleeping on this land and borrowing their power when necessary.

(As the Spirit Origin gradually transforms into a Berserker, the effect of this skill gradually weakens. When the class is completely changed, the skill will be replaced by [Vampiric A].)

[Double Summoning]

• Possesses both Lancer and Berserker class affinity and enjoys class skills.

[Blessing of Faith A+++]

[Military Strategy C]

【Innocent Monster A】

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Noble Phantasm:

【Spiky Walled City C】

【King of Extreme Punishment B】

The Legacy of Blood A+

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Note: As a Servant who is already in a "complete state", his strength should not change after being summoned. However, Vlad III is an extremely rare exception. He is a miracle that can only occur in Romania, fueled by strong faith and a desire for revenge.

The Servant possesses the advantages of both the Lancer and Berserker classes, and their mental state lies somewhere between the two. While they still have a sense of honor, they don't mind using dirty tricks.

To achieve victory by any means necessary is perfectly acceptable; being cursed by enemies or subjects is of no consequence; if they are slandered as bloodsucking monsters, then let them have their wish—to have a monster indeed.

This kind of thinking is actually closer to what he thought when he was alive.

However, as the price for gaining power, his spirit origin is constantly shifting towards a chaotic state, and it's unknown what he might do. If it completely transforms, there will be no problem, but the chaotic and unclear intermediate state is the most dangerous...

Chapter 95: I, the son-in-law of the Einzbern family!

boom!

A gunshot shattered the silence of the night on a London street. A blinding spark flew from the rough concrete wall, illuminating a mysterious silver-white figure before disappearing into the darkness.

boom!

boom!

Gunfire followed like a shadow, and the enemy's footsteps drew ever closer. The silver-haired girl entered the winding, narrow alley, nimbly weaving through the dense buildings to evade the pursuit of the "hounds."

At the end of the 20th century, the glory of the British Empire had long since faded, and the technological trends of the new era had destroyed the original traditions. However, the heart of this empire still held onto some dignity and honor, like a stubborn old man recounting the achievements of the past day after day.

This has made London a crowded city where the old and the new coexist, with skyscrapers and classical buildings, as well as slums and unfinished buildings, stitching ugly threads into this old heart, barely keeping it running normally.

These complex routes, which were vehemently criticized by the reformists, became the girl's lifeline.

To prevent being hunted down, she had memorized all sorts of back alleys and subway routes. This might be impossible for an ordinary person, but she had a brain far superior to that of a "natural human."

However, her enemies also made extensive preparations.

They may not be the best magicians, but their ability as "hunters (hounds)" is first-rate, and they are well-versed in the laws of the hunt.

In a true hunt, the outcome was already decided long before the first shot was fired!

The silver-haired girl quickly realized that the route deviated from her memory, but she was confident that she had not made any mistakes and quickly determined that it was a pre-arranged magic trap.

The "people-avoiding barrier" and the "cognitive magic" are different. The former is used to disperse crowds and make ordinary people unconsciously stay away from the area, while the latter is a kind of illusion that is like being trapped in a maze. They are not high-end, but they are enough to prevent the girl from escaping.

No matter how many options she had planned in advance, in such a tense situation, she didn't have time to figure out which entrance was the right one.

Sure enough, the girl quickly realized she had fallen into a trap, but before she could find the flaw in the magic trick, the enemy had already caught up with her.

In the end, the girl stopped on an empty subway platform. Although she could still escape into the tunnel, she would only be trapped like a turtle in a jar.

She put down her suitcase, and although nervous, she tidied her disheveled clothes before turning around calmly.

"What do you desire? Wealth? Beauty?"

"ridiculous!"

No one appeared in the darkness, only a voice that had clearly been specially processed could be heard.

"Still unwilling to face reality even at this point? The last descendant of alchemists~"

"..."

"What we seek is the source of magic, the ultimate form of demonic arts, the key to eternal life!"

"What a pity, if that's the case, then you've come to the wrong person."

The silver-haired girl calmly said, "We did indeed once possess that precious legacy, but since the incident sixty years ago, information about the Holy Grail War has spread throughout the entire mystical world. Over the years, countless magicians have tried to achieve great things, and countless sub-Holy Grail Wars have been held..."

And how could we, as the founders, not be targeted?

For sixty years, we have tried to create another Greater Grail several times, but each attempt has failed miserably, exhausting our resources... Coupled with the covetousness and usurpation of various magicians, we are now all alone, with nothing left but our last shred of dignity.

"Even if you want anything from me, all you'll get is an artificial human body nearing the end of its lifespan, and a few cheap magical materials."

"..."

Silence, and then—

boom!