I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

【I'm not exaggerating.】

[Even in the entire Throne of Heroes, there aren't many who can rival the A++-class holy sword Wuhua Huguang.]

Even the Sun-like Sword of Victory and the Cursed Holy Sword, the Fantasy Great Sword, Balmung, are only A+.

[It is undoubtedly a transcendent sword that has reached the highest level of the divine realm.]

Even though he can't fire a ray cannon as a Berserker, with his martial arts skills that are unrivaled in his era and his physique that is fully divine,

[Unless the Servant at the top of Throne of Heroes descends, I really don't know what I'm losing.]

“That’s great.”

The young man's expression brightened: "It seems that being the legendary knight king of Saber's manifestation in this world won't be a problem..."

Lancelot's confident smile froze on his face, his face filled with hope that rejected reality: "Master, the King of Knights you mentioned..."

"Yes, the one whose wife you bullied away. You'll definitely be able to kill her and win, right?"

[The young man patted the knight's shoulder vigorously.]

[The figure that had previously stood tall like a majestic mountain now teetered under the palm of his hand.]

【for a long time.】

Lancelot said dejectedly, "If that is the case, then I fear I will not be able to achieve victory for you. I die with a guilty conscience, and my only wish is to be judged by the King."

[But the young man was already pointing at him, who looked like he wanted to die, and looking at Sakurajima Mai, saying silently.]

I'll just say it.

[This guy probably saw that Aho-King and immediately leaned forward.]

【Sakurajima Mai: “……..”】

The ranks of problem children have grown.

…………

"What a coincidence! Several people actually came down from the ceiling."

Many people looked strange.

Oh my god, there are several EX-level treasures appearing, and even Shining has two EX-level ones.

No matter how you look at it, he is already at the ceiling level.

Saber is also in full condition. Not only is she good at hand-to-hand combat, but she can also shine with the brilliance of stars. If she gets the distant utopia (Avalon).

It’s not that this hero king can’t be dealt with.

The emperor didn't know what the effect of that EX-level treasure was.

But when reaching this level, as long as it is not a barrier Noble Phantasm, the Noble Phantasm from another world will be restrained by the Noble Phantasm from the other world.

That is definitely the best hanging wall among hanging walls.

"It's not impossible to win."

Some apartment.

Gin, who was drinking milk, looked over and was stunned.

Yaoshou.

Vodka is actually thinking?

This guy wants to rebel against Tiangang!

"Kuanglan's advantage lies in hand-to-hand combat. His A+ agility even surpasses Assassin's. He can pull out the Undestroyed Lake Light and soar to A++. With a sudden strike, there's no chance of a continuous elbow."

Vodka stroked his chin.

As we all know, there is no such thing as the strongest Heroic Spirit, only whether or not one is suitable.

Kuanglan's advantage lies in hand-to-hand combat and agility, so he might as well consider himself an assassin.

Gin turned back to making the milk. He looked at the yellow-haired kid who looked up and eavesdropped, and pointed his gun at him: "What are you looking at? Do your homework. How did you get a score on this test? How did you study?"

"Just say it, why are you yelling at me?"

The blond boy with a few fox whiskers on his cheeks muttered a few words and continued to try to solve the math problem with a bitter face.

But obviously.

Some things, you just can't do them.

Gin took a look and turned back and said, "Vodka, teach him how to do it."

"Oh, brother."

Vodka came over, took a look, and quickly understood. He turned into a tutor to teach Naruto.

Don't be fooled by his dark devil-like appearance, he is actually a top student at Stanford University.

The work in the winery is mainly clerical.

Gin sighed in his heart and looked at the sky without any fluctuation on his face.

The boss hadn't contacted him for a long time, and seemed disappointed in him because of his poor talent in magic.

Otherwise, how could he have so much time to raise children.

Am I really worthless?

Looking at the sky, the silver-haired Grim Reaper was a little confused.

..........

"Master, lunch is ready."

In the elegantly decorated factory workshop, Lancelot, dressed in a purple denim shirt and an apron, brought the last dish to the table.

"The only thing I'm somewhat confident about is cooking."

"You've worked so hard preparing a meal for five people, Berserker."

【Mai Sakurajima sighed. 】

【The corner of Lancelot's mouth twitches.】

[No, no, no, that's easy. You have no idea what it means to feed a hungry humanoid dragon king.]

He shuddered as he thought of the hellish days of putting fat pigs on the grill, exhausting himself to death.

Sometimes, he even thought, "Could Camelot be ruined by the king?" This was a very disrespectful thought.

"I'm starting!" x4

The young man took a sip of the soup and exclaimed in surprise, "How could a food desert like Britain have such culinary skills?"

Lancelot sat down and smiled. "After all, geographically speaking, I was born in France."

[“Eh——?!!”]

[Chika, who was eating next to the young man, suddenly looked up and exclaimed in disbelief.]

The first Knight of the Round Table in King Arthur's legend, a symbol of Britain, was not British?

[While looking surprised, he quietly threw the green pepper into the young man's bowl.]

The young man frowned, then placed the food back into Sakurajima Mai's bowl as if nothing had happened.

[Sakurajima Mai: ………]

"He's a Sarmatian from the northern shores of the Black Sea. Doesn't the name Lancelot sound French?"

Sakurajima reluctantly ate the green peppers, then, under the young man's "No—!" look, he angrily took a few pieces of beef.

【Lancelot: I don't know why, but I always feel out of place.】

After enjoying a delicious French meal, the young man said contentedly, "By the way, Berserker, can you pull down your armor?"

【? ? 】

Lancelot, suffering greatly from torture, suddenly became alert: "What is the Master going to do?"

[Is he planning to impersonate him and kill the king? Or even say words that could stab someone in the heart?]

[Although their contact was brief, Lancelot had no doubt that his Master was capable of such a thing.]

[He was all too familiar with people who would do anything for fun.]

[Merlin, isn't that right?]

……

"Archer's Master clearly intends to stab someone from behind. Your King's Master is likely quite sinister as well, and coupled with that Emperor, who is renowned for his strategy..."

[Wipe his mouth, the young man briefly introduced the various Masters and Servants.]

[This time, even Sakurajima Mai listened with a serious expression.]

Finally, the young man briefly concluded, "The Masters of this Holy Grail War are all very cautious. I estimate the testing period will take several days. Isn't that too boring?"

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Sakurajima Mai narrowed her eyes: "So, what are you planning to do, Mr. Fukui?"

“Well.”

[The young man stood up and quickly adjusted his appearance. His appearance and demeanor suddenly changed.]

The jet-black hair turned gray, his lazy eyes became sharp like an eagle's, his eyebrows were sharp, and his face was clearly defined, giving him the appearance of a hero standing at the top of his time.

The young man, transformed into a vigorous martial artist, stood with his hands behind his back, his voice filled with dominance: "Then I, Li Shuwen, the master spearman who manifested as a Berserker, will challenge the heroes to a duel."

【Lancelot was startled.】

[No, you, a caster, challenge three knights to a duel?]

[Also, why is there no trace of magic in your adjustments? ]

"Because I, Li Shuwen, used the martial arts that brought me to the Divine Realm to fine-tune my body."

As if he knew what Lancelot was wondering, the martial artist, standing before him like a mountain, stroked his beard and smiled.

"No, Master, let me..."

"Don't call me Master. I am Li Shuwen, a modern Heroic Spirit descended as a Berserker."

The martial artist said coldly, "Put away your frightened face. How can you, my Master, lose your composure like this?"

【Master? Me?】

【Lancelot's body trembled.】

[I have a bad feeling, as expected...]

【"certainly."】

Luo Shu smiled: "Your current identity is Matou, the second son of the Matou family... Let's call it Matou Kariya, the childhood sweetheart of Archer Master Shinomiya Kariya's wife.

.... ... 0

Because Shinomiya Yanan does not cherish your goddess at all, but instead treats her as a disposable container for the Holy Grail.

That's why I wanted to participate in the Holy Grail War and kill this scumbag.

This way, Shinomiya Nayotake will become a widow, raising her child alone. You can take advantage of this opportunity and protect her as a knight... You should be good at this, right?

[No, I'm not good at it at all.]

Lancelot's eyes went dark. "Master, please forgive me for refusing."

"Is that so? You were originally a younger brother serving Shinomiya Yan'an, and in order to seduce the eldest sister-in-law..."

"Wait, Master, I think the last one is better." Lancelot gave up struggling expressionlessly.

"Tsk, why didn't you say that earlier?"

Luo Shu curled his lips and looked at Sakurajima Mai: "With his parameters, plus the transformation and infiltration of the Noble Phantasm "Not for One's Own Glory", as an assassin he can quietly kill all the masters of the Holy Grail War in one night. In front of A++ agility, no one can stop him. He is more Assassin than Assassin. It's a pity that he talked about chivalry.

Tsk, which knight stole my sister-in-law...”]

【Pfft! 】

【Lancelot's heart was full of wounds, and he was on the verge of collapse.】