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

"what?"

What are you doing here?!

Medea and Amakusa glanced silently at Iori, while the Red Berserker smiled calmly.

"Since everyone is here, let's be frank. My Master comes from Einzbern. If you know enough about the Holy Grail War, you should know what their goal has always been—and I am just here to fulfill my Master's wish."

Now that both the Red and Black Masters are under control, the only independent Master-Servant pairs are Saber and me… Therefore, I dare to represent these independent Masters and propose a truce agreement with you.”

“Great! In this way, there are no more ‘enemy forces’ in this Holy Grail War. There’s no need for bloodshed, and everyone can resolve things peacefully!” Amakusa Shiro was overjoyed, but he quickly thought of another problem.

"By the way, Ms. Medea, what is your wish? I hope it won't conflict with ours."

“Uh…” The betraying witch was taken aback.

Nothing special, just getting into trouble with my aunt, and Circe's reason was being looked down upon—but now he couldn't bring himself to say such things.

"It's for the salvation of all humanity!"

Medea decisively chose the slogan that sounded more sophisticated.

What a coincidence! Everyone found it both funny and absurd, while Iori and Amakusa wore very serious expressions.

Amakusa Shiro nodded: "Then we share the same ideals, so there's no reason for us to clash!"

“Yes!” Iori’s gaze was firm, and a smile appeared on her face. “Let’s join hands and move forward for a better tomorrow!”

"Saving all mankind—as long as the three of us join forces, we will definitely be able to accomplish it!" Medea nodded with a smile.

What the hell is going on?!

King Arthur, Vlad III, Mordred, Achilles... the heroes of both sides were dumbfounded.

So much happened that they couldn't react in time. First, everyone fought desperately to defeat Orochi, then the Black Master was tricked by Medea and fell into the hands of this traitorous witch. The Red Master suffered almost the same fate, and the ambitious one was this priest.

This should have been a sign of the Holy Grail War intensifying, because the decrease in the number of Masters actually made the will of the two sides more unified, and the ambitious people who would stop at nothing would fight each other more fiercely.

However, when the government came to its senses, it suddenly discovered that the two opposing forces had chosen to reconcile!

The Holy Grail War is over!

"Wait a minute!"

Mordred held out his hand, somewhat dumbfounded, and said, "What does this mean... are you trying to reconcile?"

"Reconciliation... There was no hatred between us to begin with, and besides, we share the same goal."

Amakusa Shiro looked at Iori and Medea: "You two, are you right?"

"Of course!"

"Exactly!"

"Thinking about it carefully, why were we so tense before? It's really strange," Iori said sincerely. "As long as the three of us join forces, there is no force in the world that can stop us."

"Whether it's the Magic Association or the Church of Christ, if we want to use the Greater Grail to extract ley lines, they will definitely become our obstacles."

If we oppose each other, we might become their weapons, but if we unite…

"We are simply the strongest!" Medea seemed very excited, losing the composure she usually displayed as a mysterious witch.

However, only they themselves know what they are really thinking.

"So, that's settled then?"

"It's settled, a truce!"

"I agree!"

Thus, the three forces verbally signed a truce agreement and formed a new alliance to work together to use the Greater Grail to extract ley lines and save all of humanity.

Anyone who tries to stop them during this process will become the common enemy of more than ten Servants from both the Red and Black sides!

The three of them were chatting and laughing, looking like they had known each other for a long time. Besides the red and black Servants, there was also a Saintess with a very interesting expression.

What exactly happened—Joan of Arc's mind was a complete blank.

She is clearly the "ruler," the supervisor of this Holy Grail War, so how come she has no say in any of these major events?

wrong!

If what these three guys say is true... the Holy Grail War is over, then what should she, as the arbiter, do?

"Your actions will drain the Earth's spiritual veins! You want to save all of humanity? That ideal is too grand and too unrealistic."

You cannot send all of humanity to heaven; you will only turn this planet beneath your feet into a wasteland. Therefore… I absolutely do not endorse your alliance!

Joan of Arc declared resolutely, "The Holy Grail War will continue!"

"Um... So you're going to take on everyone here one-on-one, Lady Jeanne?" Iori asked seriously.

"..."

Joan of Arc's eyes instantly cleared.

Chapter 139: You mongrel, are you also a "Faker"? (5.5K)

"So, Ruler just slunk away like that?"

"She had no other choice."

In the hotel room, Sera came over with a silver tray, brewing hot tea for Iori while asking me questions with a smile. Iori also stood by the window with a relaxed and cheerful expression, her tone quite playful.

"In that situation, Ruler's position was very delicate."

Regardless of how much sincerity and deception Medea and Amakusa conveyed in their words, they had already broken the rules in this Holy Grail War and did not intend to compete for the Holy Grail in the conventional way, but rather to end it using some unusual methods.

From their perspective, the ruler who insists on maintaining balance and rules is undoubtedly a complete nuisance, and they would certainly want to get rid of him if given the chance.

Ruler must have sensed this too, so when the atmosphere started to turn sour, she decisively retreated... She still had Command Seals targeting Servants, and fearing the consequences, no one stopped her.

"It's truly tragic. The Ruler class, which should be revered by Masters and Servants, has now become an excluded outsider." Sera shook her head, lamenting that times have changed. The contingency plans devised by the three starter families for the Holy Grail War are clearly insufficient in the face of the current complex situation.

"Wasn't it the Einzberns who broke this rule first? Sixty years ago, you violated the rules by summoning [ruler Amakusa Shiro Tokisada]. Now, you bear some responsibility for this situation, don't you?"

“…That’s true.” Sera scratched her cheek with her fingertip, looking slightly embarrassed. “But there’s no point in dwelling on it now.”

"Even if you wanted to hold someone accountable, Einzbern is no longer here."

Iori walked over and sat down, picked up the steaming white porcelain teacup, closed her eyes, and took a sip.

"Hmm... what should we do next, Master?"

Which aspect specifically?

"Of course it's the Holy Grail War!"

Iori opened her eyes and calmly looked at Sera: "I don't think the Red and Black sides can really live in peace. After the Greater Grail is modified, everyone can sit down, eat fruit, and make a wish one by one."

"How could that be!"

The boy spoke with absolute certainty, and of course, it wasn't without basis; he was convinced that Medea and Amakusa were not of one mind.

Amakusa was genuinely willing to fight for the so-called dream of "saving all mankind," but Medea was simply spouting nonsense.

It's still unclear what that woman wants. Judging from the original work, she doesn't actually have many desires. Even though she carries the name of a "witch," she is quite normal inside.

Well, within the Type-Moon universe, compared to human magicians, she could even be considered a "good person".

Whether it's destroying the world or saving humanity, such grand topics are irrelevant to Medea. Most of the time, she prefers to focus on her personal hobbies, and if she's in a relationship, she transforms into a devoted wife and mother.

Iori was quite surprised when she jumped out and claimed to have controlled the Black Master:

Medea undoubtedly has this ability; the "Lulu Bulei Card" is practically a divine artifact for Masters. But since she has access to the Greater Grail, with her magical skills, using the Greater Grail to fulfill her personal wishes is as easy as taking candy from a baby.

If there were no reason, she wouldn't have needed to cause trouble at all... So Iori suspects that there is an invisible hand behind Medea.

Incidentally, his suspect is Red Caster.

He had seen most of the Servants on both sides before, and it seemed that none of them had the ability to command Medea. Only the Red Caster was someone he had never seen before, and she was shrouded in mystery.

Therefore, when the three forces (Red, Black, and Iori) decided to temporarily cease hostilities and wait for the Greater Grail to be modified, he specifically hinted to Atalanta, hoping that she could find an opportunity to meet with him privately to exchange information.

Once Red Caster's identity is confirmed, Medea's reasons for her sudden betrayal and her ultimate goal will basically come to light.

"Even if the war doesn't end, it will be difficult for us to change the situation, right?"

Sera frowned: "Medea is a rare witch. With her magical talent, if she were to completely control the Greater Grail, there would be almost nothing in this world that she couldn't do."

Although the Black faction appears to have lost two Servants, their troublesome situation hasn't lessened. Once Medea has completely turned the Yggdrasil Castle into her workshop, it will be virtually impossible for anyone to reclaim the Greater Grail.

"Then let's not bother with the robbery and see what Medea and the others can do~" Iori's nonchalant attitude made Sera very curious.

"You don't seem to care about the outcome of this Holy Grail War."

“Because the goal has already been achieved,” Iori smiled faintly. “There’s no need to keep pushing ourselves. We can just wait and see.”

“A target…” Sera didn’t know what Iori was referring to, but a smile appeared on the girl’s face.

“That’s true. Amakusa Shiro is probably more anxious than we are. Let’s see how he reacts before we take any action.”

After that, Iori didn't say anything more, just silently drank her tea, while Sera sat down, sipping her tea and observing Iori's actions.

After a while, Iori frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

"As a Master, is it wrong for me to want to learn more about my Servants?" Sera asked in a lighthearted tone.

“You weren’t such an emotional person before. Masters and Servants only need to ensure that their interests align, and there’s no need for in-depth communication beyond that—that’s the attitude a magus should have.”

"Indeed, but I have nothing else to do. I'm tired of the view outside this window. Observing you is much more interesting."

“You…” Iori’s eyes showed impatience.

But he saw a detached composure on Sera's face. He was about to speak sarcastically, but he only opened his mouth slightly before closing it.

A pair of pure red eyes gazed at Iori, taking in the subtle changes in his expression, and Sera couldn't help but chuckle.

"You seem to be in a good mood, Master."

"Perhaps. I've just confirmed one thing, so I'm no longer worried."

Sera's expression was as if she had already won the final victory...

"If you find me annoying, answer one question for me, berserker."

If you possessed 'infinite' power, what would you do with it? In other words... what wish would you want to fulfill?

What I want is not some perfunctory excuse like 'world peace,' but specific, personal desires.

"That's an interesting way of putting it, as if what I say will definitely come true."

"It will happen."

Sera's red eyes reflected the image of the black-haired boy. For some reason, she seemed unusually relaxed today, and her voice no longer had its usual stubbornness, but was instead calm and gentle.

“I will make it happen—I will grant you this power.”

"No."

Iori glanced at her and then looked out the window: "If victory is easily obtained, then the existence of heroes loses its meaning, understand, Master?"

One more thing…

"what?"

"Sacrifice is noble, but self-chosen and passively accepted are completely different."

"..."

-

"Si Lang, do you really want to make peace with that woman?"

In a luxurious palace of silver, gold, and black, Empress Semiramis was questioning her master.

"I don't think someone known as the 'Witch of Betrayal' would be happy to share the Greater Grail with us."

"Yes, that's what I thought too, but given the situation at the time, it would have been difficult to resolve the situation otherwise."

Amakusa explained somewhat helplessly, "Black Caster has gained control of the entire faction. As a magician, she will definitely use the Greater Grail to build unimaginable workshops, or even 'temples'."

Our Sky Garden is only at the very beginning of its construction; the final culmination ceremony hasn't been held yet to transform this 'vanity' into 'reality'... If we force a war, we can only place our hopes on Lancer.

The Son of the Sun is indeed a formidable fighter, but expecting him to be mindful of the Greater Grail while unleashing his full power is asking too much.

"Even so, we should still give it a try. It's obvious that the Black faction's Servants haven't submitted immediately!"