"My disciple, you seem to be thinking about something disrespectful."
Mikael stopped his standard villain smile and put on a more serious face, which changed very quickly.
"No, I was just wondering why Teacher Mikael brought me here."
Kirshtalia lowered her head and twitched the corners of her mouth, suppressing her desire to complain deep in her heart.
"Just think of the Holy Grail War as an entrance exam for you. If you can defeat one person and one knight, you will barely pass. If you defeat six people and six knights, you will be considered excellent. As for full marks... you only need to defeat all the other masters except me.
Just be with the followers."
"Is that so..."
Kirshtalia thoughtfully replied that he had read a lot of information about the details of the Holy Grail War competition and had a considerable understanding of it.
The Holy Grail, a wishing machine that hides huge magical power, is used as a bet to make heroic spirits appear in the contemporary world. By driving the heroic spirits to fight to the death, titles, authority, and everything lose their meaning, and it is a true contest based solely on strength.
Although he usually maintains complete humility, if it is just about strength, he is quite confident about it. At least if he obtains superiority, there should be no problem.
"The Holy Grail War is not as simple as you think."
Seeing Kirshtalia's reaction, Mikael knew that he had made the same mistake as Kenneth, thinking that this was just a competition of pure magic skills. If he had this mentality, he could survive the Holy Grail War.
He was already lucky.
"The competition of magic skills is only an insignificant part here. There are many people who will do whatever it takes to win this thing. If you underestimate those people, you may lose your life accidentally."
Mikael shook his head and patted the outer wall of the Holy Grail.
"Wait a minute, is this... the Holy Grail?!"
Kirshtalia gaped at the broken spherical stone outer wall in front of him. There was a statue of a woman praying in it. Although he could sense that this thing contained a huge amount of magic power, he had never thought about it.
The thing is the Holy Grail. Shouldn’t the Holy Grail be something similar to a cup? What does this mean?
Moreover, the Holy Grail seems to belong to the winner. Why did Mr. Mikael directly move it to his magic workshop? Could it be that the victory has been locked in advance.
But according to records, shouldn't the Holy Grail be a positive thing? Why did the Holy Grail in front of him give him an ominous feeling?
For a moment, Kirshtalia had so many thoughts in his mind that he couldn't help but be stunned here, not knowing what to say.
"Yes, this guy is the Great Holy Grail, the universal wish-making machine. Of course, it has been contaminated now. No matter what wish you make, it will distort your original wish and realize it in a bad form."
"As expected, it sounds like a troublesome thing."
Kirshtalia simply couldn't restrain her urge to complain.
"It's really troublesome."
Mikael nodded and agreed with Kirshtalia's words, "If someone really places their expectations on this thing, I'm afraid he will be disappointed. The contaminated Holy Grail can only bring disaster."
"Okay, let's not mention these things. Get ready. The heroic spirit summoning is going to be held tonight. I have prepared some holy relics. Just pick any one and use it."
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"Things are getting troublesome, Alice. According to the report from the guy who sneaked into the London Clock Tower, the monarch of Animusfia also announced his participation in this Holy Grail War."
Emiya Kiritsugu sat in front of his laptop and opened his mailbox skillfully. After reading the report, there was a slight gloom in his brows.
The longer a magician family has a long history, the more strongly they reject modern technology, and Einzbern is no exception. When the old patriarch learned that he would set up a telephone line and a radio answering machine in his family's castle, he looked so excited.
His ugly expression was like eating a frog alive, but in order to win the Holy Grail War and fulfill his long-cherished wish, he endured it.
"The monarch of this generation, Animusfia, should be named Mikael Stefan Animusfia, right?"
Irisviel stood behind Emiya Kiritsugu and followed his fingers to look at the content on the screen. She did not fully understand this emerging technology called the Internet. She could even be said to be a novice.
Pass.
"Is this person more difficult to deal with than Kotomine Kirei, whom you regard as your greatest enemy?"
"It's not a more difficult problem to deal with. No matter how difficult Kotomine Kirei is to deal with, he is only a human being after all, and Lord Animusfia is that kind of... that kind of monster-like existence."
Emiya Kiritsugu paused, swiped the mouse over the brief information, and then read it word for word.
"Mikael Stefan Animsfia, the current monarch Animsfia, a first-level lecturer in celestial science, an opening magician, proficient in celestial magic and displacement magic, unknown attributes, past
No one knows the experience..."
"Wait a minute, Lord Animusfia is actually the opening magician?!"
Suddenly, Irisviel noticed a problem in this information. Among the monarchs with common color positions, the only open position seemed so eye-catching.
"Well, yes, in the certification of the Magicians Association, the magician rank of Mikael Stefan Animsfia is the opening position, but this was the certification two hundred years ago, and it has been until
Now, I have always maintained my status as a magician and have not continued to be certified.”
"Two hundred years...?!"
"This Lord Animusfia is not an ordinary magician. He is a Death Apostle, and he is not an ordinary Death Apostle. Even among those monsters, he is a monster among monsters. With Lord Animusfia,
Before taking on the identity of Msfia, he also had another identity - the 20th ancestor of the Dead Apostles [The Fool]."
A trace of gloom flashed in Emiya Kiritsugu's eyes. Because of his childhood experience, he came into contact with the creature called "Dead Apostle". Later, he consulted a lot of information and gained an intuitive understanding of this creature.
There were also Dead Apostles among his previous mission targets, so he understood how difficult those guys were, and he paid a heavy price that time, and the guys he got rid of were only low-level Death Apostles.
Emiya Kiritsugu could not imagine how powerful a being of the level of the ancestor of the Dead Apostles could be.
But now it’s not a question of whether we can defeat the monster, but we must defeat him!
"If you want to defeat the monster among monsters, you can only rely on the power of the strongest servant. If he is really the King of Knights, destroying monsters and other things should be no problem."
Emiya Kiritsugu closed the lid of his laptop, hugged Irisviel's shoulders tightly, and murmured to himself.