Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Passersby would inadvertently remember the two people in front of the old church in the old city street. After that day, whenever they met friends, they would mention that although they were both very young, it was a talent to be able to enjoy life so cheerfully, or that if they felt listless lately, they should learn from them. It was used as a topic of conversation when they were drunk.

all in all.

It was lively and cheerful, filled with a strong sense of joy, as if the sun were right there.

"Yes, yes, yes, the Holy Grail War, right? Abby, I'll definitely make sure you win, brother!"

The petite blonde girl raised her hand, hidden in her sleeve, into a fist to express her determination. Although Abigail knew her current 'good girl' state wasn't strong enough, she knew that only by transforming into her 'bad girl' state could she unleash her full power...

The girl didn't really like being like that, because she always felt her mindset would become strange in that situation, with an urge to eat her brother. However, she would endure it for her brother's victory. If it really didn't work out...

I am your key, brother. Let him hold my hand tightly, hold it until it hurts, that's all. And biting my lip is fine too; at worst, it'll just draw blood, no big deal... probably...

"No, there's no need for that. I can just join the war."

"Hey, but I'm the Servant, right, Abigail? As your Master, you should be under my protection."

"That makes sense, but to outsiders, I'm more like a follower, right? Besides, we're not spirits now."

"But, but..."

"Who would let their younger sister charge into battle? Let me, the older brother, do it. Don't worry, I'm quite strong."

"...Brother, you're being incredibly unreasonable. Back in the Château d'If, I was the one protecting you..."

Abigail's slightly displeased face revealed her displeasure, but it was not a genuine expression of annoyance; it was a fake puffing of her cheeks.

"That's right, so it's been switched now."

"Brother, you're being so unreasonable! You're such a bad child..."

At that moment, Abigail saw the Command Seal in Novia's hand. It was the same Command Seal Novia received after Jack the Ripper was defeated, and it was also the medium through which Abigail came into this world using the Silver Key...

However, although the Command Seals, which are meant to command Servants, were glowing and seemingly being activated, strangely, Abigail, as a Servant, did not feel any discomfort whatsoever.

Then Abigail saw a mask, only half of it, appear out of thin air in Novia's hand, which was adorned with Command Seals.

The girl thought for a moment, and it seemed to resemble a jaguar? She had this impression because of what Trallock had told her earlier.

She was somewhat surprised; she hadn't expected that her seemingly aloof sister Tralock would be so talkative, even Bavan Shi couldn't get a word in edgewise.

But what is the older brother doing with such a fierce-looking mask?

Abigail's question was quickly answered when Novia put on half of the leopard mask.

The silver-haired man's appearance then changed, and a primitive outfit woven with ancient magic covered his entire body in less than two seconds.

Well, while Abigail was quite pleased that Novia had turned into someone with the same blond hair as her, the problem was—

"Ahhh, this, this, isn't this too bold, brother..."

Upon seeing Novia's bare upper body, the girl's face quickly turned red. She even covered her eyes with her sleeve, but couldn't help but peek.

"Don't you like it?"

“No!” Abigail shook her head, then lowered her head and fidgeted with her sleeve. “It still looks really good, and I like it a lot, but, um, I’m not feeling well, so you definitely shouldn’t do this in front of anyone other than Abigail… um, that’s it…”

Novia simply smiled in response.

In a modern city, he is dressed in the attire of a primitive tribe in Central and South America, with nothing in his hands and a 'sun'-like object formed from countless obsidian fragments on his head.

Even in the Age of Gods, the First Sun spent a considerable amount of time and effort using tools, materials, and time to create something, yet it appeared in just an instant. This is the Fifth Sun of the United Americas.

Using one of her abilities in isolation inevitably reminded Novia of her epic battle with Ort...

The real sun above, located in the universe, was eager to continue transferring power to Novia. However, although Novia accepted it, she would not use it. After all, she didn't need the sun UO; the fifth sun was enough.

Once someone truly breaks through to the point where they can use the power of the fifth solar energy, it won't be too late to use the solar UO then.

Speaking of which, the first sun of Central and South America is clearly a top-tier madman, but because of the 'mountain', it appears as a killer-tier.

Now that Jack the Ripper has left the game, Abigail has appeared as a new extra class, and Novia here could be considered an Assassin-class character.

The next instant, Novia stood there, raising one hand high in the blazing sun—

"Well then, my sun, let's begin."

In an instant, for those who have mastered magic, pure blackness descends.

......

Earlier, in Tolifas, Romania, the home of the Yggdrasil family, the Black faction in the Holy Grail War.

His clan leader, Danic, was the one who participated in the Third Holy Grail War as a German magician and transported the Greater Grail to Germany.

He, too, had waited sixty years for this moment to initiate the Holy Grail ritual, symbolizing the creation of a new organization, the summoning of Servants, the declaration of separation from the Mage's Association, and the declaration of war against the Mage's Association.

At this moment, all the Black Servants located here have appeared.

Swordsman Siegfried, archer Chiron, cavalryman Astolfo, berserker Frankestan, and the spearmen who commanded them—

Vlad III.

To Romania, he was the greatest hero of Transylvania; Turkish soldiers called him the Piercer out of fear, but in the world, he is probably better known by another name.

Count Dracula, the vampire.

Of course, Vlad III in front of us has little to do with vampires. He was a man of unwavering faith and high moral character, and a former king of a small country. In Romania, he is considered a great hero for his role in repelling several Ottoman invasions that ravaged the world.

Indeed, as long as this is Romania, his fame is almost the highest, comparable to Hercules of Greece and King Arthur of England.

"Ah, wouldn't it be better if I introduced myself? Okay? Let's begin! I'm a cavalryman, my real name is Astolfo, and what's yours?"

Astolfo spoke first, before anyone else could.

A character appearing in the legend of Charlemagne, one of Charlemagne's twelve knights.

The composed archer beside him, though somewhat surprised, responded with a smile.

"I am Chiron."

The great sage in Greek mythology was a master of all kinds of knowledge and the teacher of many Greek heroes.

"Thanks, I'll be looking forward to your guidance during this time!"

Afu extended his hand, and Chiron responded with a puzzled look.

"Cavalrymen, do not use your real names, use your rank titles."

Danic stopped the cavalry with a serious expression, and Afu said, "Ah, right," and nodded, turning to the berserker in the white dress.

"how about you?"

"...Frankenstein."

"Hmm, what a cute name!"

Then, Afu's gaze turned to the swordsman.

"So, what is your real name?"

"...Siegfried."

"Huh?!" Upon hearing the name, Astolfo rushed to Siegfried, like a fan meeting their idol. "Siegfried? The one who killed Fafner with King Avia of the Huns? The one who was taken down by Beowulf in the snow on his way to Scandinavia? No way, it really is you, it really is that Siegfried?"

"Yes, I am Siegfried."

Siegfried was not wary of the lively Astolfo, who seemed to know his own legend. However, he was wrong, because he later defeated Beowulf in a wrestling match, although it was decades later.

"Aaaaaah, why are you like this? This bet with Ciel is something I couldn't afford to pay back even if I sold myself!"

Astolfo, clutching his head and seemingly on the verge of tears, appeared deeply devastated.

The Charles he referred to was Charlemagne, which was his everyday way of addressing the king.

"Excuse me, is there anything wrong with what I'm doing?"

Haven't I always been like this? Is it because I'm saddened by the discrepancy between the hero I imagined and the hero I actually met? But there's nothing I can do about it.

Just as Siegfried was about to offer some words of comfort to Astolfo, whom he barely knew, Astolfo's next words stunned everyone except him.

He said, "Shouldn't Siegfried be a woman?! Even if she wasn't, she should at least be the super cute type like me, Afu!"

Astolfo had entered the Colossus ruins with Charlemagne and seen the murals about Avia, but he did not hear the words specifically left for Charlemagne. In any case, Astolfo later often made bets with his king, saying that Siegfried, who had traveled with Avia, should be the same as him.

Charlemagne naturally rejected this without hesitation. After all, he was a staunch supporter of Attila and Avia, and he would not accept Astolfo's irrational argument. However, the two often made bets on this matter, but they probably never imagined that they would appear as Servants after their deaths.

The irrational words of the cavalryman shocked everyone present. Even Danic was speechless for a moment. However, other members of the Thousand World Tree had heard of a similar game in which the cavalryman spoke of Siegfried.

However, Flanders III quickly frowned and snorted coldly:

"Cavalryman, watch your words. I don't want to hear baseless accusations next time, or I'll kill you first."

"OK......"

Astolfo responded dejectedly.

The great hero who slew the dragon could only sigh, and then said, "No matter what, the one standing before you, Sir Cavalryman, is the real Siegfried."

Siegfried was surprised that this cavalryman would think of him that way... but he didn't think too much about it.

However, after Astolfo mentioned Avia, he did feel a pang of longing, even though he had missed Avia quite a bit when she was alive.

Since I've already appeared as a Servant, there's no reason why Avia, who is more famous and stronger than me, shouldn't also show up...

Then, everyone present, including the Servants, felt a certain 'temperature'. Before they could figure out what it was, in the next instant, all the Servants participating in the Romanian Holy Grail War, including their Masters, along with the mages in the Americas, heard a sudden mixture of four sounds: the roar of a leopard, the sound of wind, the sound of rain, and the sound of the sea, even though their bodies were still intact.

This was an unexpected event that even Amakusa Shiro, the Arbiter who had waited for sixty years, had never imagined. He knew of the arrival of another Arbiter, Jeanne d'Arc, but he was completely unaware of the situation.

It seemed to be the beginning of the four great solar ages in an ancient and cruel world, and also the concept that the four great solar ages were about to be destroyed one by one.

The pitch-black world welcomed the first rays of dawn, but the faint light that should have illuminated the surroundings was instead tinged with a deathly blackness.

Black Sun.

The primordial hurricane of the second sun once triggered a catastrophe that led to the extinction of early humans; the wind that was meant to save all things could also bring destruction.

A blue sun.

Then came the blue sun of the Third Sun Age and the yellow sun of the Fourth Sun Age.

Four suns hung high in the sky, and the ground was covered with the tracks of giants and giant leopards, all of which were highly mysterious fantasy creatures.

Four suns? So many fantastical species?

Gazing upon everything that could only exist in the Age of Gods, listening to the sounds of things that belong to fantasy, as real as an illusion.

Then, the wind rose, and the first sun died, as if it were the beginning, and the four suns began to die in a cycle.

The brutal human sacrifices of that time seem to be forever etched in the air, as if one could see them again simply by opening one's eyes.

But everything has eventually passed away, leaving behind a desolate and empty world. Thanks to the life-giving bacteria, lush green land and azure ocean were born.

At the same time, the four suns vanished, and then countless rays of light appeared in the sky above this illusory world, as if the suns were born to receive all the light.

From this terrifying, cyclical heat emerges one of the ultimate principles, standing atop a spiraling void: creating the earth, and looking down from the heavens—

'sun'.

One of the ultimate realms based on the spiral of space.

Then, the sun, which was born in the dark sky, fell from the heavens, its destruction causing the planets to scream.

Pure pressure causes space to crack, the earth to split open like clay, and all things are inevitably and easily torn apart.

The moment the devastating impact that shattered the world drew near before them—

"Please allow me to introduce myself."

The blond man, dressed in primitive attire and wearing a half-leopard mask, spoke calmly.

As if in response to his words, a gentle breeze blew through the world of light, causing his blond hair to flutter slightly.

At the same time, countless obsidian fragments appeared in everyone's hands in the shape of 'flowers'.

“I am not the first, second, third, or fourth. I am the fifth sun, who still exists in the world today and commands the four great suns.”

And so, the most terrifying preview of this Holy Grail War between the red and black factions came to an end.

The reactions of the various Servants in the Black Faction of the Yggdrasil family and the Red Faction led by the Arbiter varied. The Greek Servants inexplicably sensed an aura similar to that of their omnipotent god Zeus, as well as a strange aura that even they themselves were part of.

Those followers of the Church saw a light in it that was identical to that of the sun.

Even Siegfried saw a 'campfire' that looked similar to the one from before.

Although it was very faint, everyone still felt it.

Although no one died in the end, the extraordinary figure was enough to influence the world.