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Chapter 152 - Chapter 152: I’ve Never Thought the Holy Grail War Was Enjoyable.

Gilgamesh, who had been watching from the side the whole time and enjoying the spectacle, cast a meaningful glance at Morgan le Fay. Even though from the first day of the Holy Grail War until now she hadn't truly made a move, his instincts told him that this Master of Caster was probably no less troublesome than Caster himself.

And judging from the situation, the few people present all seemed to have rather ambiguous relationships with Saber.

"Cling?"

At that moment, Sajyou Manaka lifted her head with a gentle smile and looked at the woman ahead, her voice soft, "Princess Morgan, have you misunderstood something?"

"Don't forget who summoned him… and who exactly his current Master is."

Morgan raised her brow slightly and said calmly, "The so-called Master is nothing more than a cooperative relationship between two parties during the Holy Grail War. It doesn't even qualify as something intimate."

At the end, the corner of her lips curved faintly, "So is it me who misunderstood, or have you developed some illusion about the relationship between you and him, Miss Sajyou?"

From the very first day she descended, Morgan le Fay had found Sajyou Manaka extremely displeasing.

At the end of the day, if it weren't for Sajyou Manaka, the one who summoned Alvin would have been her.

If Sajyou Manaka had summoned Alvin purely for the sake of the Holy Grail War, that would have been one thing… but now it was obvious her goal wasn't victory in the war.

It felt more like she wanted to play some kind of NTR game.

With Morgan le Fay's personality, back in Britain she never backed down even when facing King Arthur or Merlin, let alone now, in the modern world, facing a Root Princess.

If not for the fact that if Sajyou Manaka died, Alvin as a Servant would also be eliminated from the Holy Grail War, Morgan wouldn't even bother wasting words on such meaningless talk right now.

"The nature of my relationship with Saber isn't for you to decide."

Sajyou Manaka said flatly, "And… even setting aside my relationship with him, you're not exactly qualified to criticize me, are you?"

"After all… even in history, you were just someone who seduced a married man."

Put plainly, what Sajyou Manaka meant was, 'You're the one who seduced someone else's husband, you're shameless! How do you even have the nerve to criticize me?'

That line struck right at Morgan's sore spot, and her expression turned cold as frost.

Meanwhile, Gilgamesh at the side, and Waver who had originally been waiting outside for Rider's news, each reacted differently.

The former remained calm and arrogant, watching coldly, though his thoughts were starting to stir.

Waver, who had read The Legend of King Arthur before, was already dumbfounded.

He recalled what Sajyou Manaka had just called Caster's Master.

'Princess Morgan?'

Now he could be certain that Saber was the white dragon of ancient Britain… and Caster was King Arthur.

'The one who summoned King Arthur was King Arthur's own sister, Morgan le Fay?'

'But how is that possible? How could a figure from history appear in the modern world as a Master?'

Waver's first reaction was disbelief. He even wondered if he was dreaming.

But the conversation between the two just now proved again and again that this woman's identity was none other than the Witch of Britain, the greatest schemer of that land, Morgan le Fay.

Morgan narrowed her eyes, cold intent filling her gaze as she stared at Sajyou Manaka.

After an unknown stretch of silence, she gradually calmed down and casually glanced toward a certain direction behind Sajyou Manaka.

Soon, in an irresistibly alluring and light tone, she said, "You were deliberately trying to provoke me just now, weren't you?"

Sajyou Manaka's expression didn't change, but the black mud hidden beneath her feet quietly settled down.

Her original plan had been to wait for Morgan to make the first move, then use the black mud to corrupt Artoria nearby and turn her into her own Servant.

But clearly, she had underestimated Morgan… even when provoked to that extent just now, she still retained a trace of rationality.

———

At this moment, the Reality Marble known as Ionian Hetairoi had begun to crack with dense fractures.

Inside that Reality Marble, Alvin held the holy sword, staring at the King of Conquerors ahead.

"What a pity. If your Master could keep supplying you with magical energy, the outcome might not have been decided so quickly," Alvin said.

At this point, the King of Conquerors was clearly far weaker than before, breathing heavily in great gulps.

On this scorching battlefield, a golden pillar of light stood between them like it connected heaven and earth, neatly separating the two.

"A weapon forged by the stars, combined with the magical energy granted by a Master connected to the Root."

The King of Conquerors stared intently at the boy ahead, and for the first time, a hint of helplessness appeared on his rough face.

Under normal circumstances, a Servant shouldn't possess, let alone use, such an outrageous Noble Phantasm.

However, Sajyou Manaka's existence itself was too outrageous, to the point that Alvin had wielded the Noble Phantasm known as the Holy Sword of the Stars.

By now, the battlefield was already riddled with devastation. From thousands of troops to a lone figure, anyone who had witnessed this battle firsthand couldn't help but feel a chill run through them.

Soon, the King of Conquerors slowly closed his eyes. Then, as if making up his mind, he raised his head, a proud smile spreading across his face.

"Saber, a true strong man is one who pushes forward even under difficult conditions, conquering every obstacle in his path."

"My Master is indeed weak right now, but I don't regret accepting his summoning… to conquer everything in this world, to never retreat no matter how great the hardship, that is the kingly path of me, Iskandar, the King of Conquerors!"

Leading his remaining soldiers and the nearly shattered Reality Marble, he charged at Alvin without hesitation.

Alvin quietly closed his eyes.

The holy sword in his hand emitted golden particles of light.

"King of Conquerors, I acknowledge your kingly path. So… allow me to respond with the highest respect."

In his other hand, a golden holy spear quietly formed.

The holy spear, Rhongomyniad!

Even though it was just a projection, in Servant form it was still one of the highest-tier Noble Phantasms.

Using both the holy spear and the holy sword consecutively in one battle, thankfully Alvin's Master was Sajyou Manaka. If it were someone else, they probably couldn't have sustained such consumption.

"Holy Spear—"

He slowly raised the spear, aiming it at the King of Conquerors charging toward him.

"Anchor, release!"

Boom!

With the golden beam blasting forth, the already broken Reality Marble finally collapsed completely.

In the night, two figures descended at the front courtyard of Ryuudou Temple at the same time.

"Rider!"

The moment he saw the King of Conquerors, Waver couldn't help but shout.

But before he could relax, he quickly noticed something off about Rider's condition.

At this moment, the King of Conquerors was far too weak. The reason he had been able to deploy Ionian Hetairoi and even push it to its peak was because of the boost from three Command Seals.

Now that the Reality Marble had shattered and there was no sufficient magical energy supply, he could no longer use powerful Noble Phantasms.

Clang!

Alvin flashed aside and met the King of Conquerors' attack with his holy sword.

Gilgamesh watched all this expressionlessly, then shifted his gaze to the boy who had just emerged from the Reality Marble.

A trace of excitement soon appeared in those crimson eyes.

He could sense that even after such a fierce battle, Alvin's magical energy was still incredibly abundant… because the Root was continuously supplying him.

An opponent like this was definitely a top-tier Servant in the Holy Grail War.

And on top of that, there was the special Noble Phantasm of his 'mother'.

Only an enemy like this was worthy of facing him. Just as Gilgamesh thought this, he suddenly sensed something faintly and casually looked behind him.

At some unknown point, a figure was approaching along the steps in the darkness.

Gilgamesh turned his head to look, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Tokiomi? What is he doing here?"

Tohsaka Tokiomi… as for this mediocre man who had summoned him, Gilgamesh had already gotten a general understanding over the past few days.

A schemer, cautious to the point of being somewhat timid, for this trip to Mount Enzo, Gilgamesh hadn't even considered what Tokiomi might think.

He had assumed the man would be at the mansion right now. Yet he actually dared to appear openly in everyone's sight?

"My King, I have kept you waiting."

Tohsaka Tokiomi arrived beside Gilgamesh and performed a standard noble bow.

"You've truly surprised me a little, Tokiomi."

Gilgamesh looked him over with interest, "I didn't expect you to have the courage to approach this battlefield."

"I wish to witness the conclusion of this mythological battle with my own eyes. And as your Master, I can also provide support if necessary."

Tohsaka Tokiomi replied neither servile nor overbearing.

After speaking, he casually glanced at the already exhausted King of Conquerors, then quickly fixed his gaze on Alvin.

"Looks like the battle has already begun."

He murmured softly.

Gilgamesh said nothing, but anticipation grew stronger in his eyes.

Sajyou Manaka also noticed this scene, her gaze drifting toward Gilgamesh.

"Looks like you're planning to make a move against Saber as well, Archer?"

She maintained her gentle and elegant posture, a charming smile on her flawless face.

But in the dim light, her beautiful eyes seemed somewhat dark.

Beneath her feet, the black mud hidden below quietly stirred.

Gilgamesh turned his head to look at Sajyou Manaka, and soon spoke in an extremely arrogant, indifferent tone, "So you're Saber's Master… I know you're stronger than ordinary Masters, but you're still only within the realm of magi."

"Even for the sake of your Servant, you should step aside and hide now."

Sajyou Manaka showed no anger, only smiling, "You really are confident in yourself, Archer."

———

Clang!

Not far away, accompanied by the crisp sound of swords clashing, the King of Conquerors and Alvin each stepped back half a pace. Then, with a roar, the King of Conquerors swung his sword at Alvin.

At that instant, his previously weak magical energy surged to an astonishing level. During the earlier exchanges, he had been conserving a trace of energy, all for this decisive moment to deliver a fatal blow.

However, Alvin seemed prepared. He thrust the holy sword toward the King of Conquerors' chest.

Psh!

Blood spilled.

The King of Conquerors' eyes widened as he stared silently at Alvin.

After a long while, a relieved smile appeared on his face, "Is your magical energy truly inexhaustible, Saber?"

Under normal circumstances, even with a Master supplying energy, there could be moments when the supply couldn't keep up, leading to depletion.

However… Alvin had just used both the holy sword and the holy spear in succession, yet his magical energy was still extremely abundant.

Because the White Dragon Core itself contained an immense amount of magical energy. Unless he used the holy sword repeatedly, his reserves would always be sufficient…

Alvin said, "Do you have any last wish, King of Conquerors?"

The King of Conquerors slowly shook his head, "That's enough."

As a Servant summoned into this world, he had already experienced something entirely new, something he never had in life. Though he had not conquered, he still gained a unique memory.

The King of Conquerors quietly closed his eyes.

Logically, a Servant's soul should now be reclaimed by the Greater Grail.

But at that moment, a sudden change occurred.

At some unknown point, beneath everyone's feet, there was faintly the sound of something like flowing water.

Morgan was the first to notice the anomaly and instinctively looked toward the King of Conquerors' feet.

Soon, her pupils shrank slightly beneath her veil.

Under the King of Conquerors' feet, something was beginning to surge forth.

Black mud!

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