Type Moon: Social Death Nickname, Starting Lady Crane

A Japanese man appeared on the screen.

That person is Sajo Ayaka!

Seeing this unexpected person, all the audience members were obviously stunned.

El-Melloi II: Eh? Sajo Ayaka? Why is she on screen too? And it looks like she has a lot to do with this Holy Grail War?

[Sajo Aika:??? It turns out to be her, I'm a bit surprised...]

Arthur Pendragon: ...I see, after all this, we've encountered this kind of trouble? The Holy Grail War...and it seems to be the key to everything?

【…】

The screen continued to play as all the audience members discussed.

"And...yes, he should be wearing glasses."

The pages of the book were carefully turned, and the face was covered with thin-framed glasses.

“…Is this important?”

"Who knows? After all, we're just working backwards from where we arrived. We'll figure out whether it makes sense later."

In short, after seeing this scene, Bao Shi Weng finally understood something.

A look of sudden enlightenment appeared on his face.

"Ah."

While browsing the information recorded on the open pages of the book, Bao Shi Weng took the initiative to speak to the phone behind him.

"But you're actually going out of your way to get involved with the real world. If you have too much free time, just go out on the street. There's at least a cafe that book lovers like to frequent, right? You can just spend your time there."

Hearing these words, the owner of the voice couldn't help but make a rebuttal.

"No... I'm not... just killing time. This incident is somehow related to me."

"...I see. That certainly sounds like something that guy would think."

All in all, this was a Riddler-like conversation that left all the audience confused.

In the world of the Fifth Holy Grail War, Toosaka Rin couldn't help but give up thinking when she saw this scene.

"What are these two people talking in riddles... I can't understand a single word!"

Shirou Emiya beside him also agreed and nodded.

But he seemed to understand something.

"It seems that everything should be related to that girl..."

At this moment, Shirou Emiya was also a little curious about what the relationship between that girl and this Holy Grail War was?

Although it is a very mysterious topic.

But Bao Shi Weng immediately understood the meaning of the words that came out of the phone.

Someone's face came to mind, and I sighed.

There was also a twisted smile on his face.

“While it does make some sense…

But precisely because of this, we cannot intervene.

The more intruders there are, the happier he is. That guy is just that type of monster (idiot).

In this Holy Grail War, let me remain a complete outsider until the end."

After hearing this, all the audience left and understood.

It seems that Jewel Master has no intention of participating in this Holy Grail War.

It was as if something bad would happen if he joined.

that's the truth.

The sound of the phone call confirmed everyone's guess.

"Yes, that's right. If you interfere, a bad world will be established."

After exchanging this conversation, the owner of the voice began to admire the characters depicted in the book, revealing an extremely happy sound.

"Will her universe become a pseudo-canon, or vice versa? Let us watch it to the end with great anticipation."

The opened pages depict a young girl.

She is an Oriental girl with blond hair who looks very young.

Under the portrait was a name starting with A...

Not yet. Before all the audience could react, the picture on the screen flashed.

At the Snowfield Opera House

It is a little far from the city center, and the opera has existed since the beginning of the town.

It has very old buildings, but still has a very solemn atmosphere.

Slightly outside the city center, the opera house has existed since the founding of the town.

And this old opera house was supposed to be a life of song and dance.

Now in this deep night, I am wrapped in silence.

On the old wooden-floored stage, a pretentious play was taking place.

Not only was there no audience, there was no script or performance either.

And above it, a man stood.

Although it looks a bit ordinary, everyone recognized it at a glance.

This is a heroic spirit...

The heroic man asked a classic question.

".Let me ask you, are you my master?"

Although the voice seemed young, the heavy sense of majesty shrouded it more than made up for it.

At this time, all the audience carefully observed the heroic spirit on the screen.

A mysterious man with blond hair streaked with red, wearing solemn clothing that could be mistaken for an ancient Western noble or even royal family.

When Artoria saw this scene, her face was not light and a hint of doubt emerged.

"That guy...what's going on? Why do I feel a sense of familiarity from him?"

But this is impossible...

Because that man was not one of the Knights of the Round Table.

However, the aura of a king is obvious.

"It seems like he should be a king from a later era or something like that."

In the world of the Fifth Holy Grail War.

Gilgamesh watched everything on the screen.

He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Saber... Although he's a man, I see a familiar shadow in him... The summoning of this Heroic Spirit means that this Holy Grail War has been elevated to a Holy Grail War...

Hahahaha, interesting, very interesting.

This prince is really becoming more and more curious about what will happen next!"

Gilgamesh had a very happy smile on his face.

At this moment, all the audience were discussing the scenes on the screen as they continued to play.

The heroic spirit on the screen looked very young, probably in his teens or twenties.

Although his face is handsome, his eyes shine with the sharp light of a wild beast, even giving people the illusion that anyone who sees him will be devoured.

more important.

This person held a sword in his hand, with remnants of magical light remaining on it.

Residue, in other words—this is the trace left by the Heroic Spirit's brief swing of the sword just now.

That being said, the consequences of the sword swing were indeed imprinted on the opera house.

The auditorium was severely damaged from the stage, even causing the ceiling to collapse, so a slight glimpse of the starry sky could still be seen.

With just one sword strike, this ancient opera house was already half-destroyed.

The heroic spirit glanced at the fallen body.

Then he looked at the woman slumped on the ground.

I couldn't help but make my own voice heard.

"Don't worry, there's no sign of ordinary people being dragged into this. On the contrary, it seems like the thieves have been let off..."

Well, you're such a remarkable guy for escaping from me. But I can't turn back now."

Saying so, the Heroic Spirit once again turned to face the woman.

Proclaimed very solemnly.

“Based on this, I ask again.

Can I take you as my master?

As you can see, my class is Saber.

Since you can accept it, please quickly conclude the contract——"

Before it had completely fallen, the woman's angry voice echoed.

"no!"

"Absolutely not."

Upon hearing this, Ying Ling's face showed a hint of astonishment.

"what?"

Facing a man with such doubtful and affectionate expression.

The woman stood up slowly.

"I already...will not let you guys control me anymore!"

With such a firm voice, the entire video came to an end.

A large word "End" appeared on the screen.

116. Mapo Tofu, one person kills six

At this moment.

The heroic spirits and magicians of all worlds looked at the big word "End" in this video.

They couldn't help but start discussing it.

In the world of discrimination in the British Round Table.

The Knights of the Round Table looked at the big word "End" on the screen in surprise, thinking about the heroic spirit they had just met.

"Well……"

Lancelot couldn't help but frown.

"That heroic spirit just now... the aura and magic power on him were very familiar... It was definitely not our king, but he was somewhat similar to us."

Mordred beside him also nodded.

"It felt like that Heroic Spirit's behavior and weapons were somewhat reminiscent of King Arthur... For a moment, I almost thought it was my father who had been summoned!

Humph, I didn’t expect that there are still people in later generations who imitate my father?

But how can you guys imitate our father?"