I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

"It's all that evil woman Morgan's fault. She's been the one behind all this trouble. Unfortunately, there's only a shadow of her in the sky, and we can't see her face. Otherwise..."

"otherwise?"

"Otherwise I'll make a doll and curse her..."

What else can we do?

That's a witch as famous as Merlin.

If she were to manifest as a caster, she would be far more ferocious than Medea.

It's hard for many people to accept.

I also don't want to accept that Camelot, my king, and knights would have such a tragic end.

It’s not that the ending is unacceptable, but how can we accept such a ridiculous ending?

"I finally understand why Saber is so persistent. They deserve a better ending."

Someone sighed.

"Yes, it's easy for the King of Conquerors to talk without any worries. Everyone has different ideals. You want to conquer the world yourself. This is your way of kingship.

But what Saber wants is that those who follow her and trust her can have a good ending.

If my boss was like Saber, I would cry my heart out and automatically work overtime until midnight every day. I would feel guilty if I worked even a minute less."

"Saber, seriously, I'm crying my ass off."

In the midst of many people lamenting sadness.

The people from another world who have seen too much tragedy and pain are more concerned about the terrifying performance of King Arthur and his knights.

Nima.

Isn't it that strong only after being promoted to a Servant?

How can this "560" guy have such expressiveness relying on pure muscle strength?

Are you damn sure you're not kidding?

Was this before his death?

Looking at the broken earth, collapsed mountains and torn atmosphere in the sky, their scalps were tingling.

"Is this the person who qualifies as a Heroic Spirit?"

Rias was dumbfounded.

This isn't magic, this is pure muscle strength used to wield a sword or a spear.

She looked at the two girls with her eyes wide open.

Are you sure you don't mean stuffing two great red dragon gods into this body?

(A Zhihu expert calculated that Saitama's punch that blew up a 50-meter cliff in mid-air, directly hammering the earth, was more powerful than the asteroid that ended the dinosaur era. 99.999...90% of the energy from the sword and fist winds was wasted.)

……

“Curious, I’m so curious!!!”

A witch's tea party.

The beautiful woman known as the Greedy Witch has become a nympho, with saliva hanging from the corners of her mouth and her eyes staring straight at the sky.

It's okay for her to be conceptual creatures like Servants, she's still trying to understand them for now.

But as a human being in his previous life, he actually possessed such an extremely strong body...

It turns out that there are more than just heroic spirits. Could it be that such fascinating heroes existed in the ancient times of that world?

……

"In terms of taijutsu, I, Uchiha Madara, admit that you are the strongest in the world."

The old man with his arms folded laughed loudly, and his eyes had turned scarlet, madly replicating and absorbing all information.

Coming all the way from the Warring States Period, he has even followed in the footsteps of that monster Hashirama.

He never shy away from learning new knowledge.

It may not be useful now, but when he is resurrected, that will be the time for him to overwhelm the ninja world with his Sky Curtain Taijutsu.

Hahahaha.

He couldn't wait to see Hashirama's jaw drop.

.......

A pure land that was cut off.

"Tobirama, Tobirama, you're okay!!!"

A certain fool eagerly approached the sacred tree that pierced the sky, his body shrouded in terrifying arcs of electricity, and raised a fist as big as a clay pot: "I just learned a new ninjutsu, no, it should be called magic, and I will definitely save you."

Boom.

A nuclear explosion cloud rose.

.........

Under the gaze of the people in heaven.

That distant dream finally came to an end.

Battle of Kamran.

The invincible king won once again and completely defeated the rebels, but can this really be called a victory?

A serious injury was nothing to the king, but the destruction of the kingdom and the deaths and injuries of all the Knights of the Round Table were the real fatal blow.

Destroyed.

All destroyed.

Just like the knight with a face like a king, roaring in anger, everything she had was destroyed.

Only the eternal, lonely life remains...

…………

"Are you coming, Sir Bedivere..."

【A dense forest with green shade. 】

[The flawless king lay peacefully beneath the ancient tree, calmly watching the late young knight.]

[That gaze is so peaceful, so sad.]

["My lord...my lord..."]

[The usually gentle knight now knelt on one knee, wanting to say something, but bursting into tears.]

"Hey, Sir Bedivere..."

【The golden sunlight in the early morning shines through the gaps between the leaves. 】

The King's calm voice rose softly in this dreamlike forest: "I have fought in countless wars, killed countless people, and my hands are stained with blood..."

【No, King.】

[The knight trembles and shakes his head.]

The King sighed: "So, no matter whose hatred takes my life, no matter how miserable my end is, I can accept it all."

“Then why…?”

The King stared at the sky with a hollow gaze. "Why did everything fall apart, leaving me to face the destruction I didn't deserve? I could accept my own demise, no matter how tragic, but why, this kind of ending, this kind of..."

[No, my king, my lord.]

[The knight's body trembled, and he tried hard to hold back his tears.]

[You protected the kingdom and blessed the people, but the kingdom never protected you.]

"Hey, Sir Bedivere..."

The King smiled gently, a smile tinged with regret and pain that deeply stung the Knight: "Take up the sword beside me and leave this forest..."

"Crossing the blood-stained hills, I will see the clear lake ahead. I will throw my sword into the lake and return it to the Lady of the Lake..."

The king's gentle voice lingered in the forest sky.

[The knight realized something, his pupils constricted, and his body stiffened as he picked up his sword.]

[This is the king's order, this is the lord's order, but...]

[The young knight offered his sword not for his country, but for the king, for this perfect lord before him, becoming her strength and staking his own ideals.]

[As a member of the younger generation, I worked hard until I became the king's confidant and a member of the Round Table, constantly moving forward.]

[Closer, closer, eager to see the king's true self.]

[But the king never smiled for himself, but continued to become a light, a symbol, guiding others and illuminating them.]

[But in the end... the king is still alone.]

【Thus, the knight refused the king's death.】

....

Looking at the sky.

The knight came to the lake again and again, hesitated and shed tears, trembling as he tried to return the holy sword, but gave up again and again.

"The holy sword solidifies Artoria at the moment of fifteen years old, while also denying her death. Without returning the holy sword, Saber will never be able to embrace death and find rest."

Someone sighed sadly: "Bedivere cannot accept the death of his lord."

Sobu High School activity room.

Shizuka Hiratsuka lit a cigarette: "But for Saber, having lost everything, the only thing she can get is rest."

Communication area.

A certain dancing master's eyes fixed: "No, there is also the Holy Grail."

The universal wishing machine that such great beings fight for may not be unable to save everything.

Even if you die, as long as you become a heroic spirit, you still have... grass.

Even the old man Madara couldn't help but swear.

Countless people are watching.

last of the last.

When the knight finally returned the holy sword and the king was about to close his eyes, a presence that seemed to be countless halos intertwined and radiating countless light bands arrived.

Alaya, the collective will of mankind!

She will be stuck in this moment forever.

At the cost of staying alive and becoming a heroic spirit, he travels through the rings of time and space again and again, descends upon the Holy Grail again and again, and competes for the universal wishing machine again and again.

Only when your wish comes true can you be liberated.

"Crap, it's Him again?"

"Damn, it's not enough that you tricked Yukinoshita, now you're trying to trick Saber?"

Simply.

Countless people clenched their fists as they looked at the familiar glowing structure.

How badly had Yingling Yukishita been tricked? They'd come out to kill themselves, just to be free.

So will Saber be an exception?

"Don't even think about it. Even if Saber gets the Holy Grail, she will find it will only be worse."

"Damn, Alaya is a pure troublemaker, even darker than the Black Holy Grail."

"You cheated someone who was working for nothing again, didn't you?"

"Damn it, Morgan, how can Yang Nai be the root of all evil? This is the worst."

The senior one cursed and cursed, and seeing that many people from the other world were confused, he gave them some scientific knowledge.