At the port.
Lancer first fought Artoria with real swords for a few minutes.
After the two had stretched their muscles to their heart's content, leaving behind a large number of exciting combat shots, they returned to the script.
Pfft.
A yellow cursed tool short spear grazed above Artoria's wrist.
The prop bag was torn open, and crimson blood, disguised by Cursed Energy, flew out.
On the bridge not far away, Iskandar the Great and his consort, Waver, also received their entry notification.
This boisterous polar bear-like strongman grabbed the still trembling Waver and boarded the Divine Might Chariot.
The actor playing Waver wasn't acting; he was genuinely trembling.
'Help me! What kind of film crew throws actors onto the top of a bridge without safety equipment?!'
The Divine Might Chariot, sparkling with lightning, galloped through the air on a transparent barrier. The strongman playing Iskandar was excitedly experiencing the feeling of soaring through the sky.
"Ri~der!"
Waver's voice trembled with fear. He swore this was the first time he had shouted with such genuine emotion on set... "How are the preparations, Satoru?"
Suguru Geto, hands in his pockets, walked up to Satoru Gil, who was deep in thought.
"I just feel like this scene isn't grand enough at all."
"Hmm?"
Suguru Geto looked at Satoru Gil strangely.
"Look, aren't we filming the Holy Grail 'War'? But this scene doesn't feel like a war at all."
"War has many stages; you don't commit all your forces at the very beginning."
Suguru Geto patiently explained.
"It doesn't matter."
Satoru Gil suddenly smiled.
"What doesn't matter?"
"As long as there's a bigger scale later, right?"
Looking at the cheerful Gojo Satoru, Suguru Geto suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Satoru..."
Before Suguru Geto could finish his sentence, Satoru Gil vanished from his spot.
When he reappeared, Satoru Gil had an exaggeratedly styled robe in his hand.
Gilles de Rais's mage robe.
At this moment, not far from the two, Gilles de Rais, who wasn't supposed to appear this time, was left in just his shorts, arms crossed, disheveled in the wind.
Seeing Satoru Gil look at him with ill intent, Suguru Geto turned and ran.
However, he couldn't outrun him, not at all.
"Satoru, give me back the clothes."
"No, anyway, that Great Sea Demon is played by your Cursed Spirit, so you can just make a cameo."
"Satoru, doing this will make the actor uncle sad."
"Who cares about that middle-aged uncle?"
...Suguru Geto's resistance failed.
At this moment, in the arena, Iskandar, whose heart was pounding from an unprecedented thrilling experience, raised his arms and shouted.
"Heroic Spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, gather here! Cowards who dare not show their faces shall be scorned by me, the King of Conquerors!"
At this moment, he was fully immersed in the identity of Iskandar.
"Two rats who claim to be kings, ignoring me, have popped up in one night."
Satoru Gil appeared on a streetlamp, accompanied by dazzling golden light.
'Good, good, Satoru seems relatively normal today.'
Below the stage, Eichi breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to cover the transparent barrier behind Satoru Gil with shadows and then launch cursed tools.
But the next moment, he noticed something was wrong.
'Why hasn't the golden light effect been turned off yet?'
According to the script, the effect should have turned off after Satoru Gil appeared.
The next moment, Eichi felt a pang in his heart.
"Do you want my Holy Grail?"
Satoru Gil raised his hand, and a golden Holy Grail prop appeared in Gojo Satoru's hand.
"Then come and snatch it! Now, let this place become a true battlefield!"
Satoru Gil spread his arms, and Blue was activated.
At the same time, the cursed tool that changed the color of Cursed Energy, which Satoru Gil had placed in his armor, was also activated.
The originally cerulean Cursed Energy light turned into dazzling gold.
Hassan of the Hundred Personas, made of shadows and on standby, and Gilles de Rais, who was searching for the poor uncle Satoru Gil had stripped and abandoned, instantly appeared in the arena.
Satoru Gil used Blue to shorten the distance between them and the set, sucking them both into the arena.
Everyone looked in astonishment at the frenzied Satoru Gil on the streetlamp.
This wasn't in the script, and why did Gilles de Rais change actors? His eyes weren't that small!
"Now! The Fourth Holy Grail War shall be dominated by the strongest, this King!"
Blue activated, silently sucking several cursed tools into the golden light behind him.
Then Red activated, launching the cursed tools at extremely high speed.
Boom! Boom! Clang!
Artoria and Lancer were the first to act, instantly knocking down several flying cursed tools.
Iskandar pulled the reins, giving orders to the divine bulls pulling the chariot.
The two divine bulls immediately pulled the chariot and began to gallop wildly.
The scene instantly began to move in an uncontrollable direction.
"Hahahaha, you mongrels, use all your strength to please this King, hahahaha!"
Satoru Gil stood with his arms crossed, repeatedly sucking in cursed tools and then launching them with Red.
For a time, the entire port seemed to be bombarded by countless shells, transforming into a true battlefield.
"Heh heh, I knew it, heh heh."
Below the stage, Eichi leaned against the wall with one hand, covering his heart with the other, his eyes vacant.
Rumble.
Accompanied by violent tremors.
The Great Sea Demon, which was originally supposed to appear only in the bloody battle of Fuyuki River, also appeared in the port.
Giant tentacles began to flail indiscriminately.
..."Should we just quit?"
Diarmuid and Kenneth, waiting backstage for their turn after Lancer went on as the stunt double, exchanged glances.
The two decided to abandon this highly lucrative job for their safety.
Pfft.
On the chaotic battlefield, Artoria swung her sword, severing a giant tentacle, then turned to block Lancer's spear.
The next second, several cursed tools rained down, engulfing both of them.
The scene had become a veritable free-for-all.
Eichi also became anxious.
"Ten Shadows Armor, Body Integration."
Shadows covered Eichi's entire body, then transformed into a suit of armor identical to Lancelot's, with black smoke constantly rising from it.
Eichi looked at Satoru Gil in the arena with glowing red eyes, took a great leap into the battlefield, grabbed a shipping container with his right hand, and hurled it at Satoru Gil.
"Completely insane!"
Eichi truly wished he could transform into Berserker Lancelot at this moment, then stand on his hands, grab the Earth, and smash Satoru Gil into the sun with it.
"Seriously, what is that guy trying to do?"
Artoria had a headache; if the scene wasn't filmed quickly, it would affect her dinner time.
Clang.
Spear and sword clashed.
"Don't be so gloomy, Saber."
Lancer looked at Artoria with Battle Intent.
"Since it's like this anyway, why not just have a grand rampage?"
After saying that, Lancer pulled back his spear and then attacked again.
"Bring it on!"
Artoria also abandoned the idea of filming and began to treat it as a real battle.
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