Regarding Kiritsugu's suggestion, Sigma naturally would not refuse. Although for Sigma, he would not respect this man that much, he still had a bit of an elder's affection for him. Plus, he was a newcomer to the Holy Grail War. The other had already participated in one. Although it was only once, it was enough to be called experienced.
In the case where he was not familiar with the Holy Grail War, following a senior who was familiar with it, at least his first step would not be wrong. Most importantly, they were now natural collaborators. Rather than falling out with this senior before him and then cooperating with a stranger, it was better to follow Kiritsugu.
The purpose of Kiritsugu participating in this Holy Grail War was to help Illya improve her homunculus constitution. The Holy Grail was not the only way out. If it was really necessary, he could also owe a favor and go to Antarctica. And he himself could not think of any wish that he had to realize. And his Servant also had no long-cherished wish that had to be fulfilled.
This meant that, to be honest, they could withdraw from the Holy Grail War at any time.
Sigma turned his head to look behind him. A Heroic Spirit in modern sportswear, wearing black casual pants, with black hair that seemed to have a few white highlights on one side, looking just like an ordinary high school student, was sitting there quietly.
As if sensing that someone was looking at him, this Heroic Spirit was first stunned, then shook his head. "Ah... yeah... it's fine. I have no objection."
Then the Heroic Spirit lowered his head again. He was thinking whether what he had said would make his Master a little unhappy. Why was I, someone with social anxiety, summoned!
But the three people present were not very good at communicating. Under such circumstances, the entire room fell completely silent again. Kiritsugu and Sigma were really resting with their eyes closed.
And the Heroic Spirit summoned by Sigma was constantly observing the two of them. How should he put it? He had been worrying in his heart whether it was because he had said something wrong that the whole topic had come to an abrupt end and become so quiet.
"Um..."
As soon as he spoke, Kiritsugu and Sigma immediately opened their eyes and looked at this Heroic Spirit. Being stared at by two pairs of eyes in an instant, this Heroic Spirit, who was not so good at communicating, couldn't help but swallow hard. Looking at this pair of eyes that seemed to be asking him what was the matter, this Heroic Spirit swallowed hard, scratched his hair, and put on a forced smile.
"Ah... um, I'll go to the roof and defend in spirit form. If you need anything, just call me."
But after seeing his own Master nod, this Heroic Spirit seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, letting out a long breath. He then turned into spirit form. It seemed that only in this state could his embarrassment be relieved. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel that the atmosphere in the room just now was really awkward enough.
You must know, since he had been summoned, it seemed that not even a hundred words had been spoken in the entire room. Could it be that their Masters had a special way of communicating? For example, telepathic magic?
No, no, to think so seemed a little too absurd.
On the other side, in a small two-story building surrounded by a garden, eating a cake made with cheap eggs and drinking coffee ground from special-offer coffee beans bought at the store, the young lady in the red windbreaker also saw the fireworks in the night through the window. She put down the coffee in her hand, and the young lady narrowed her eyes slightly.
"Archer, I'll leave the battle to you. You should be able to send a Heroic Spirit back to the Throne of Heroes tonight."
The tall Heroic Spirit appeared behind the young lady and whistled softly. "Although I'd like to guarantee it, everything still depends on the specific situation. But, I promise you, summoning me will definitely not disappoint you."
The young lady in the red windbreaker stood up. She took out a portion of the gems from a box at the side and put them on her body, then tied up her hair. "Then show me what you've got. If your combat performance is too poor, then for the next seven days, you'll just be buying special-price eggs for me."
In the hotel, Da Vinci released several mechanical birds, preparing to see who would go out and take the initiative to fight on the first day, in order to try and get more information about the Heroic Spirits. The more information she got, the faster her own Noble Phantasm would be able to start up. Just think, when the opponent was activating their Noble Phantasm, she could directly activate her own Noble Phantasm to counter it. Then the victory would be set, right?
Although she could also go out and fight directly, as a genius, it was, of course, better to conduct a certain amount of reconnaissance, and then, after ensuring that the chances of victory were relatively high, to make a move. But since it was to collect combat data...
"Master~ Can I send some combat dolls out to collect combat information?"
Marisbury put down his black tea, glanced at Aslan, who was still not planning to act now, and then nodded.
After getting the approval, Da Vinci smiled. She then opened the door of a warehouse by the sea. There, she had long since placed a portion of her dolls, ready to fight at any time. Releasing the dolls remotely also had an advantage, and that was that it would not let people find their location in the first instance, nor would it draw the flames of war to where they were. It had been hard enough to rebuild a workshop. If it was destroyed right at the beginning of the war, she would also have a headache.
In the church, Caren also picked up her special live broadcast recorder. Perhaps it was because her proposal had been approved, but she could actually, in the dark, feel where a battle in the Holy Grail War would take place. This could also be considered a good thing. After all, it was conducive to their live broadcast of the entire Holy Grail War.
"Let's go. Let's start the first live broadcast of the Holy Grail War. It's time to make money... ah... no, it's time to make a name for ourselves!"
Caren pointed her finger in one direction. Waver, in turn, picked up the other equipment. Gray held Add in her hand. It was just that, unlike before, Add's cage was wrapped with a special seal, so as not to let the Heroic Spirits of the Holy Grail War mistake them for contestants. After all, the aura that emanated from the Holy Spear sealed inside Add's body was that of a pure Noble Phantasm. If someone were to sense the aura of the Noble Phantasm and come to their side, and then, without a second word, directly hit them with a Noble Phantasm attack, that would be truly tragic.
At the same time, on a ship at sea, the blue-haired magus, after seeing the fireworks taking off, placed his target on his summoned Heroic Spirit. If he wanted to hide his other Heroic Spirit, taking the initiative to attack at this time was also a good choice.