Just as Rin was regretting missing her stop because she was too focused on Jalter's battle with Saber, the other Masters also began to react to the first Holy Grail battle that occurred in Miyama Town.
—Inside the Tohsaka residence.
"So, even though a Servant released a noble phantasm of that level, no one has been eliminated yet.
Aside from the Caster who has not yet manifested, all Servants are still present.
Alright, I understand."
Tohsaka Tokiomi, standing on the expensive crimson carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, frowned as he looked towards Miyama Town.
As the leyline manager of the Fuyuki City area, he had an obligation to conceal the mystery of magic.
Such a sudden, large-scale magical phenomenon that severely affected the present world was undoubtedly the most troublesome, as it was impossible to know how to conceal it.
Moreover, this was only the beginning of the Holy Grail War, and the first battle immediately unleashed such a large-scale attack.
This was undoubtedly the attack of a powerful Heroic Spirit's noble phantasm.
Such a display of power was at least an A-rank anti-army noble phantasm!
"Could it be that they encountered Berserker?" Tohsaka Tokiomi murmured.
Berserker was undoubtedly the class that all Masters did not want to draw, but at the same time, it was also the enemy that all Masters did not want to encounter.
Ignoring skills and noble phantasms, Berserker's attribute parameters were undoubtedly the highest, and they fought with unparalleled fanaticism and persistence, to the death.
Once other classes of Heroic Spirits encountered them, they often had to reveal their trump cards and release their noble phantasms to deal with Berserker.
Therefore, encountering Berserker in the initial battle undoubtedly put one in an absolutely passive position.
But if that was the case, then this Holy Grail War's Berserker was also an absolutely formidable individual, because he had just contacted Father Kirei Kotomine, who was in charge of supervising this Holy Grail War.
Father Kirei possessed a spiritual energy disc, a magical artifact that controlled the flow of the Holy Grail War and could display how many Servants were still alive.
The result was that, even after such a noble phantasm attack, not a single person was missing.
At this moment, a dreamlike, dazzling golden dust began to drift from not far beside Tohsaka Tokiomi.
As the dust floated by, a figure clad in luxurious and dazzling golden armor appeared.
Tohsaka Tokiomi immediately turned, straightened his body, and with a respectful expression, bowed 45 degrees to the newly appeared golden Heroic Spirit, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty, great King."
The golden King of Heroes gazed at the mountains and forests outside the window, seemingly oblivious to Tohsaka Tokiomi's respectful gesture. Tohsaka Tokiomi showed no displeasure, maintaining his bowing posture for a long time. Finally, the golden King of Heroes seemed to have seen enough and spoke:
"It seems this farcical play will be more interesting than I anticipated, Tokiomi."
"Indeed, my great King of Heroes, I, Tohsaka Tokiomi, assure you that the Holy Grail will not disappoint you!"
"Hmm, since it's a game, I shall accompany you with a slight interest until the end. Tokiomi, I accept your previous proposal for an audience."
"I am deeply honored! My great King. I will immediately prepare everything for tonight. Please display your divine power to those petty individuals who covet your noble phantasm."
"Hmph."
With a disdainful snort, the golden King of Heroes once again dissipated into golden dust. Tohsaka Tokiomi's earlier unease and seriousness, which had arisen from witnessing the aftershocks of the anti-fortress noble phantasm, completely receded, leaving only absolute confidence and composure in his expression.
As long as this King of Heroes is present, victory has been in my grasp from the very beginning! No matter who that King of Heroes was just now, he cannot be a match for this one!
— —On the top floor of Fuyuki's most luxurious hotel, Kenneth El-Melloi Archisorte, a first-rank lecturer from the Clock Tower, who had his chosen relic stolen by his apprentice and was forced to find another, was currently here.
Standing to his right-rear was a man with well-defined features, a high nose bridge, stern eyebrows, and a sharp facial contour. His delicate lips gave an impression of strictness and asceticism, yet the gentle, melancholic gaze hidden within strongly conveyed his masculine charm. The tear mole beneath his left eye further enhanced the captivating quality of his gaze, and combined with his refined physique and perfectly proportioned height, he was indeed a handsome man capable of captivating women at first sight.
"Lancer, do you have confidence in defeating the King of Heroes who just unleashed his noble phantasm?" Kayneth asked, his voice full of indifference and contempt, completely disregarding the listener's feelings.
The Lancer, the King of Heroes of the spear, standing behind him, paid no mind to his Master's attitude and respectfully replied, "No matter what enemy I face, I shall surely triumph and present the Holy Grail to my lord with both hands."
"Hmph, I hope so. Since someone has taken the initiative today, let's postpone the plan to go out and lure enemies until tomorrow."
"Your command shall be obeyed, my lord."
— —On the top of the Weiyuan River Bridge in Fuyuki... Huh? How did he end up here?
Indeed, there was someone here: the Clock Tower student Waver Velvet, who had stolen his mentor's relic from London, England, and secretly came to participate in the Holy Grail War.
Of course, he didn't want to be here; he was dragged up here and had no choice. Waver was terrified, trembling and kneeling on the not-so-wide bridge top, shouting in fear:
"Rider! What exactly are you doing?!"
In front of Waver, a burly man sat as steady as a mountain, looking with great interest in the direction where the noble phantasm had just exploded.
This was a truly burly man! His height easily exceeded 2 meters. His upper limbs and legs, protruding from his bronze cuirass, were covered in bulging, robust muscles, appearing to possess the arm strength to strangle a bear with his bare hands. The strong body odor emanating from his heavily muscled physique made one instinctively cover their nose.
He had a deeply sculpted face like a statue, sparkling pupils, and fiery red hair and beard that seemed to burn. His heavy cloak, dyed the same crimson and adorned with extravagant patterns, made one think of a theater curtain.
This was the King of Heroes summoned by Waver, and the relic he used was a corner of this burly man's magnificent and heavy cloak. He was the King of Heroes who occupied the Rider class, one of the greatest conquerors in human history: Alexander Iskandar!
Hearing the questioning from his young Master, the King of Conquerors paid no attention, saying with great interest and enthusiasm, "What am I doing? Of course, I am admiring the splendor of my next opponent to conquer!"
His voice, deep like rolling thunder, exuded the most upright masculine aura, and his words and actions were filled with unparalleled heroism!
"Ad-admiring the splendor of an opponent? Shouldn't you be defeating them?" Waver still trembled uncontrollably.
"Hmph! This you do not understand. To win without breaking, to dominate without humiliation, this is true conquest! To possess such a dazzling and captivating splendor, such an opponent is a great enemy on my path to conquering the world! But if he can join my ranks, he will surely be a great aid. Just thinking about it, I am already uncontrollably excited! Wahahahahahahaha..."
Watching his Rider laugh heartily in excitement, Waver only felt a wave of collapse. Since his summoning, Rider had been planning to conquer the world again! And he had even planned out the route.
"Starting from here, first circle half the world, heading west, always west! Conquer all the countries along the way, and thus, with triumphant songs, return directly to Macedon, allowing the people of my homeland to celebrate my resurrection. Hmph hmph hmph, isn't that exciting!?" He remembered him saying that.
"Baka... Shouldn't the Holy Grail War be more important now?..."
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