After the Masters had summoned their Heroic Spirits one after another, an airplane finally flew from Antarctica towards the Far East. The Holy Grail War was finally about to begin. On the sea, near the Far East, an entire ship was covered by a magical barrier to prevent others from prying into the situation on board. And on the deck, a summoning circle was flashing with light.
Clearly, the owner of this ship was also a participant in the Holy Grail War. Touching his own chest and looking at the summoning circle before him, the blue-haired magus had a smile on his face. He placed the catalyst in his hand onto the summoning circle. If one were to look closely at this summoning circle, they would discover that its size was twice as large as that of other summoners.
Everyone participating in the Holy Grail War should understand that it wasn't that the larger the summoning circle, the stronger the summoned existence would be. The size and complexity of the summoning circle had no difference whatsoever in the strength of the summoned Heroic Spirit. Therefore, to do this, this magus must have had his own purpose.
As the chant began, a gust of wind blew open the lid of the casket, finally revealing the existence within. It was, in fact, a red piece of an existence made of a special material, looking like a part of some clothing. That's right, this was the cloak of the King of Conquerors.
And the person on this ship was, naturally, the one who had hired someone from the East to steal the King of Conquerors' cloak. To increase his own chances of winning, he could only use some small tricks. This was information he had hired someone to steal from the Einzbern family. After all, to participate in the Holy Grail War, he had, of course, done a lot of investigation.
He had even obtained the news of the Einzbern family's violation in the Third Holy Grail War. Since the Einzbern family could violate the rules back then, then he naturally could too. To realize his long-cherished wish, there was nothing he couldn't do. As long as he hid it well, no one would naturally discover that he had any irregular operations.
Speaking of which, he really had to thank the person who had told him about the Holy Grail War. What was his name? Lev? It seemed to be Lev. It was just a little strange. Since he knew about the Holy Grail War, why didn't this magus participate? He remembered that at the time, this magus named Lev had just smiled mysteriously and had not said whether he would participate.
But regardless of whether that person participated or not, this blue-haired magus was very grateful for the information the other party had provided him. After all, it was only by obtaining the news of the Holy Grail War's existence that he could possibly intervene. Only by entering this Holy Grail War could he possibly realize his own long-cherished wish.
If possible, he really wanted to summon that King of Conquerors. But it seemed that the Rider-class Heroic Spirit had already been summoned. As a contestant, he could still, more or less, sense a few things. That king wouldn't appear as a Saber, would he...
But it didn't matter. According to the data he had obtained, it was still no problem to summon a fake. After all, the kings of ancient times would often have body doubles who were like their shadows. Just like that body double, let's summon him as a fake this time. As a body double, he would, more or less, also have the strength of the main body. As long as he was stronger than an Assassin, he could be used as a trump card.
Besides, didn't he also have a normally summoned Heroic Spirit? As long as he held two combatants in his hands, he would be at an advantage.
The blue-haired magus could clearly feel the contract being established. As the contract was completed, the figure of a Heroic Spirit finally appeared in the summoning circle. The Heroic Spirit, who possessed a normal class, let out a roar, revealing golden teeth. His black skin had golden inscriptions on it. The person, on the contrary, looked like a work of art carved from black stone.
The Heroic Spirit held two golden axes in his hands. The axes were still burning with a faint green flame. That flame was like the fire of the underworld. The golden eyes, paired with the golden decoration on his forehead, on the contrary, made him look like an existence with three eyes. If it weren't for the fact that he, as the Heroic Spirit's Master, could see the information of the Heroic Spirit before him, this magus would have even thought that this was a certain Egyptian pharaoh.
"He's clearly a European with a very orthodox bloodline..."
However, this magus was also a bit surprised. He had not expected that he would actually summon this one using the catalyst of the King of Conquerors.
Speaking of which, someone who was closely related to the King of Conquerors, who could be considered a fateful figure, the one before him could indeed be considered as such. The magus turned his head to look at the side, at the second Heroic Spirit he had summoned. Looking at the red attire on this Heroic Spirit, and comparing it to the data he had found on the Fourth Holy Grail War, he could already be sure that his summoning was a success.
"As the body double of that person, I understand that there should be conflicts between you and this Heroic Spirit. But I still hope that in the process of this Holy Grail War, you can coexist peacefully. As long as we can obtain victory in the Holy Grail War, if possible, I will also let you realize your own wishes. We are now in a cooperative relationship. We shouldn't have internal strife, right?"
Let's fast forward time a few days. In the church in this seaside city, Waver, who was representing the Mage's Association and the Church, had already arrived. He had even been waiting here for a day or two. The other Heroic Spirits had already been summoned. Only the last Heroic Spirit was left.
"It should be today."
Waver fiddled with the equipment in front of him and placed his gaze on the young girl at his side. The white-haired girl nodded. The Holy Grail War would surely begin tonight. The last Master, who had not yet summoned a Heroic Spirit, would surely have one appear by his side.
The white-haired girl walked out of the church and set off a firework into the sky. This signaled that this Holy Grail War had officially begun.
In the Emiya household, Kiritsugu extinguished the cigarette in his hand. Beside him, a large number of weapons were laid out. As long as anyone dared to break into this house, they would surely be blasted to death by him with a large number of firearms.
"Assassin, I'm counting on you. As much as possible, collect the data of the other contestants tonight."
At the side, the purple-haired Assassin girl, wearing a skull mask, lifted her head. After bowing respectfully, she instantly disappeared from the room. Then, Kiritsugu turned his gaze to the two young men not far away.
Shinji was there, fiddling with his computer, preparing to monitor all the streets for the entire night. If any Heroic Spirits were to start a fight, he would surely be able to discover some clues through the surveillance.
"I'm sorry, Sigma. Although sending out both Heroic Spirits to investigate would surely bring back more intelligence, the main base also needs to be protected. So I can only trouble your Heroic Spirit to protect the main base."