"Mhm."
Mu Yang gave a slight nod and reassured him, "You don't need to worry. I joined the Holy Grail War purely for fun. I've never intended to compete with you for the Grail."
As he spoke, Mu Yang's gaze shifted toward the battlefield. "Although I don't plan to interfere, my teammates will participate in the Holy Grail War, so my Servant will also take part…"
"I'm not interested in the Holy Grail either."
At that moment, a crisp female voice suddenly cut in, preventing Mu Yang from finishing his sentence. He turned to look inside the house, locking onto the speaker.
Kamijou Touma tilted his body as well, casting his gaze indoors, quietly gathering information.
Under the two men's watchful eyes, Shiroyasha drifted down like a willow catkin, landing lightly on the windowsill. With her back facing outside, she turned her head left to look at Mu Yang.
"As for the Holy Grail… I'm not particularly interested either," the Gem Mage said, stroking his stubble.
As a magician who had mastered the Second Magic, he knew exactly what the Grail was, so his interest was limited.
Well, it wasn't that he had no interest—just not much.
Besides, with so many parallel worlds available, if he really wanted a Grail, he could easily find a low-difficulty Grail War and obtain one without effort. There was no need to challenge this hell-mode scenario.
Still, he was somewhat curious about the mysterious reward Mu Yang had mentioned. However…
The Gem Mage's gaze drifted outside toward the battlefield filled with Servants. Then he recalled yesterday's battle, and his whole body shuddered.
Forget it, forget it. I'm getting old and fragile. Intense exercise is bad for my lower back.
"But my Servant probably wants the Grail…"
Generally speaking, about half of the Servants who responded to the Grail's summoning had some wish or obsession they hoped to fulfill.
If Arash had a wish he wanted granted, the Gem Mage certainly wouldn't stop him from competing for the Grail.
"I joined the Holy Grail War… to exchange martial arts with others. I never intended to fight over the Grail," Zhang Zhiwei said, stroking his beard. "If Li Shuwen wants the Grail, I won't stop him."
"Little Tamamo has no interest in the Grail either," Tamamo-no-Mae said, shaking her head.
Kamijou Touma blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. His eyes instinctively shifted toward the two people inside the house who hadn't spoken yet.
"Stop looking. Those two are already out," Mu Yang explained briefly, then added, "And you're about to be out as well."
"Huh?!" Touma froze, then jolted in alarm. Following Mu Yang's line of sight, he saw Emiya Shirou being chased and beaten by four Servants, on the verge of being sent back to the Throne of Heroes.
If his Servant fell, he would be eliminated.
"WOC!!!"
With a shout, Touma sprinted toward Shirou while summoning the Spearhead Dragon and the Ice Crystal Dragon to provide ranged support.
With Touma's arrival, the battle shifted once more—from Shirou being chased by four Servants to Shirou and Touma being chased by four Servants.
"So," Mu Yang asked everyone, "when do you think this battle will end?"
"No idea." Shiroyasha wasn't interested in fighting.
"There are two possibilities," the Gem Mage said. "Either they determine a winner, or it ends like last time…"
"It feels like watching a blockbuster special-effects movie," Zhang Zhiwei commented, stroking his beard.
Tamamo-no-Mae caught the key phrase and remembered their other three teammates. "Speaking of last time, Suika and the others are fine, right?"
"They're fine," Mu Yang replied.
"That's good." Tamamo nodded, her expression relaxing.
…
While Mu Yang and the others chatted idly, the fighting in the streets grew increasingly intense.
The Ice Crystal Dragon coiled like a serpent, protecting Kamijou Touma with its incredibly tough body. No matter how Karna and Li Shuwen attacked, they couldn't break its defenses.
The Spearhead Dragon spewed lightning and lasers, but the agile Li Shuwen and Karna dodged every shot with precision. Aside from blasting the road into craters, the attacks achieved little else.
Elsewhere, Emiya Shirou, Siegfried, and Atalanta were locked in chaotic combat—or more accurately, two Archers bullying a Swordsman.
Using kiting tactics, they maintained distance and attacked Siegfried with arrows.
Shirou employed a technique known as Broken Phantasm, greatly increasing the power of his arrows.
When Atalanta drew her bow to its fullest, her arrows reached A-rank power.
But Siegfried possessed the constant defensive Noble Phantasm Armor of Fafnir. All attacks below B-rank were nullified, and attacks above B-rank had damage equivalent to B-rank subtracted.
Thus, Siegfried hadn't suffered serious injuries—just many small wounds.
Low damage, high humiliation.
Chiron and Arash fought for a while, then vanished without a trace. No one knew where they had gone.
In the sky, Phantasmal Beasts cried out.
The Hippogriff and Pegasus neighed, flapping their wings as they charged at one another, the clash of weapons ringing through the air.
Medusa and Astolfo tugged their reins almost simultaneously, circling before charging again, weapons gripped tightly, eyes locked.
Suddenly, Medusa released the reins and tore off her blindfold. Her pink-purple eyes glowed red.
"Cybele!!!"
Her Mystic Eyes activated instantly. Even Astolfo, with A-rank Magic Resistance, felt his body grow heavy, his movements slowing.
Among Astolfo's many Noble Phantasms was the grimoire given by the witch Rogestila. With its power, he had gained A-rank Magic Resistance.
But even that couldn't ignore the highest-tier petrifying Mystic Eyes.
Magic Resistance below C-rank resulted in unconditional petrification. B-rank required a resistance check. A-rank prevented petrification but inflicted the "Heavy Pressure" status, reducing all parameters by one rank.
Astolfo was now under Heavy Pressure, his agility lowered, hence his slowed movements.
In a battle between experts, even a tiny opening could mean life or death—let alone a full rank drop in agility.
An opening—fleeting!
Medusa seized the moment, swinging the Harpe to slice at Astolfo's neck.
Bad!!!
Astolfo's eyes widened. It felt as though a giant "Danger" symbol popped over his head as he desperately tried to evade.
But with his parameters lowered, his reaction was just a fraction too slow. He couldn't fully avoid the blade.
Blood splattered as Astolfo clutched his neck.
Wounds inflicted by the Harpe could never heal.
The moment Astolfo was cut, the battle was already decided.
Do Servants bleed to death?
Yes.
But it's a slow process due to their vitality.
Thus, Medusa decided to help him along.
Riding Pegasus, she charged again, Harpe raised.
Astolfo panicked, fleeing on the Hippogriff while activating another Noble Phantasm.
"Black Luna—Panic Flute!"
The flute, also given by Rogestila, produced a sound akin to a dragon's roar or divine steed's cry, unleashing a sonic shockwave that deafened and disoriented targets.
"Woooooo——!!!"
A beast-like wail echoed through the sky, visible shockwaves surging forward.
Medusa reacted instantly. The moment she saw Astolfo raise the horn, she yanked the reins, forcing Pegasus higher.
She avoided the direct shockwave—but not the sound.
Pegasus neighed anxiously, veering aside.
Medusa frowned, ears ringing, unable to hear clearly.
Below, the battling Servants were disrupted by the sudden blast, their movements faltering.
Touma was affected the most, being human.
Thrown into confusion, the Spearhead Dragon fired lasers and lightning wildly, while the Ice Crystal Dragon's breath froze everything nearby.
Siegfried and Karna, who could ignore sonic damage thanks to their constant defensive Noble Phantasms, planned to attack amid the chaos—but before they could act, frost breath descended.
They immediately dodged to the sides.
Other Servants also escaped, fleeing.
Lasers or freezing breath—either could send them back to the Throne of Heroes or leave them gravely injured.
Except Siegfried and Karna, whose defenses were exceptional.
Within seconds, a one-kilometer radius became a frozen kingdom, countless icicles glittering in the sun.
The only unfrozen place was the villa protected by an energy barrier.
Li Shuwen stood against the wall, spear in hand.
"What's it like fighting a dragon?" Mu Yang asked from the balcony, propping his cheek with one hand.
"Troublesome!" Li Shuwen replied, staring seriously at the Ice Crystal Dragon.
After their brief exchange, he realized something—martial skill had limits. His attacks couldn't break the dragon's defenses.
"After all, it's the top-tier power of an entire world. It's normal you can't win," Mu Yang said with a shrug and a light laugh.
Li Shuwen: (￣⊥￣)
Even if it's true, why does it irritate me so much?!
He snorted and turned his head away, though he continued observing the dragons from the corner of his eye.
Mu Yang: ╮(￣▽￣)╭
Grumpy old man!
Though Li Shuwen looked young, he was actually elderly.
At the same time, the other Servants observed the two dragons, searching for an opportunity to kill in a single strike.
Shirou's face was serious, eyes scanning between Servants. If anyone attacked his Master, he would intercept with everything he had.
If those guys weren't so far apart, I could deploy my Reality Marble and trap them all… It should hold until Master regains consciousness… maybe?
He wasn't confident.
Too many enemies. Even with the boost of a Reality Marble, he might be overwhelmed before his Master recovered.
Actually… maybe not using it was better.
As everyone watched the dragons, a falling figure entered their vision, drawing all attention.
"That's—" Siegfried recognized his teammate and leaned forward to run toward Astolfo.
But before he could move, freezing breath swept over Astolfo's prone body, turning him into an ice sculpture—then a laser blast shattered him into countless ice shards.
The train to the Throne of Heroes departed.
Siegfried froze in place, foot half-lifted.
The other Servants' brows twitched as they looked skyward.
A valiant female knight on a white horse.
They quickly looked away, simply increasing vigilance against aerial attacks.
As confusion faded, Touma regained awareness. The dragons' attacks slowed.
"An opening!"
The Ice Crystal Dragon shifted slightly, creating a gap in its defenses.
An opening—fleeting!
"True heroes kill with their eyes!"
A crimson beam shot from Karna's eyes through the gap, targeting Touma.
"!!!"
Shirou dashed forward—but how could he outrun light?
Whoosh!
Touma vanished.
"Did he escape?" some Servants wondered.
The instant Touma disappeared, Shirou felt his connection to his Master sever.
He didn't know how his Master vanished, but he understood one thing—
He was out of the Holy Grail War.
"This is bad… eliminated on the second day."
With a sigh, he raised his bow and fired arrow after arrow.
With high Independent Action, he could still remain for a while.
"At least I'll take down one Servant before I go."
Attacking while choosing a target.
Siegfried and Karna—too hard.
Li Shuwen was near the villa—also hard.
He couldn't fly, so Medusa was out.
Then…
His gaze locked onto Atalanta. With a flick of his left hand, the bow vanished.
Projection Magecraft activated.
Grasping Kanshou and Bakuya, Shirou charged at Atalanta while chanting:
"I am the bone of my sword.Steel is my body, and fire is my blood.I have created over a thousand blades…"
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