“Surtr?”
“Mm.”
“That Fire Giant who destroyed the world?”
“Just sharing the same name.”
“Then what is that sword called?”
“It is Lævateinn.”
“…”
The topic stopped abruptly, and the surrounding air became quiet.
Miss Surtr heard someone panting loudly with her sharp hearing.
Clack.
Something fell to the ground.
Following the sound, it was a cigar rolling on the ground, rolling around a few times with a rumbling sound.
“…Excuse me.”
After a moment of silence, Waver pushed his non-existent glasses between his brows, and no emotion could be heard in his voice.
The Lord’s emotional management was truly superb, even though his hands were trembling a bit.
Surtr thought to herself,
Grey’s little head under her gray robe glanced around, and seeing that no one reacted, she jumped out of the car and helped the other party pick up the cigar.
“Master.”
Hesitantly taking the cigar, Waver held it in his palm, with no intention of smoking it.
The situation was obviously not suitable for puffing clouds and mist, unless they wanted to have one too.
Why not just ask directly.
This thought appeared for 0.1 seconds before being thrown to the back of his mind.
He took out the cigar not because he wanted to smoke.
Although it looked like a cigar, it was actually a Mystic Code for stabilizing the mind.
Even without using it, holding it in his hand could produce a little effect.
It’s just that the effect now seemed completely opposite.
Waver felt his face burning a bit.
If there were a crack in the ground, he would definitely crawl into it on the spot.
It was simply too embarrassing.
But this couldn’t be blamed on him, right?
Did a magus who remained indifferent after hearing that conversation really exist?
Surtr, the giant who destroyed the world in legends.
Even if the young girl in front of him wasn’t the Fire Giant itself, she was definitely an existence closely related to it.
And unlike Grey, who was a “semi-finished product”, the other party was a genuine, living mystery.
This could be seen from the fact that she effortlessly used three Noble Phantasm-level attacks in a row.
Her body alone probably wasn’t much different from a giant’s.
Why did such a monster pop up?
The configuration of the King of Conquerors plus the Holy Spear was not an exaggeration to say it was a guaranteed win in a normal Holy Grail War, but any opponent encountered so far was no less than them.
This was somewhat too absurd.
Waver regretted why he hadn’t been thicker-skinned back then and called all those guys in the classroom.
Of course, this was just a thought.
“Hahaha, what’s wrong, kid, are you scared.”
Rider’s bold shout woke Waver from his swirling thoughts.
“No, I’m just surprised.”
Waver shook his head in denial.
As the other’s subordinate, he would never show cowardice in front of the enemy.
“Very good. To be honest, this King is also surprised. I didn’t expect the other party’s background to be so big.”
Rider patted the other’s shoulder, a look of excitement on his face as he looked at Surtr.
“But this King is equally excited. The stronger the opponent, the more valuable the conquest.”
“You will be defeated by this King as the first step to conquer this world.”
He raised his arms high, issuing words like a declaration of war toward the two.
No, this was a declaration of war.
“Audacious.”
Medea spoke in counterattack.
The opponent’s arrogant remarks made her mood less than pleasant, and the opponent’s rugged appearance was completely outside her aesthetic, making her find the opponent increasingly displeasing to the eye.
“I will destroy you, along with your army.”
Surtr’s flat tone was like stating a fact.
Surtr had completely no thoughts about the wishes of the three guys in front of her.
Rider wanted to conquer the world with his own hands, Waver wanted to win victory together with him, and Grey hoped Waver’s wish could come true.
Even if the rewards were very generous, there was not the slightest possibility of completion.
Compared to this, she was more interested in those walking Primogems among Rider’s Army of the King.
If going in directly weren’t too dangerous, she would want to make a move right now.
Then put on a posture of being evenly matched, retreat, then enter again, retreat again, no matter what, she had to do it three or four times.
The profits would definitely be much more than that old worm.
“Then let’s wait and see.”
A hint of surprise flashed in Rider’s heart, then he laughed heartily, flicked the reins, drove the chariot charging into the sky, and left the battlefield.
“Let’s go too.”
Surtr looked back at the messy street, bent down to carry the reluctant Illya, and left the spot together with Medea.
Although thinking like this wasn’t very good, she was actually quite looking forward to tonight’s news.
Although this wasn’t very good.
After the two left, not long after, on a nearby building, a young girl wearing a red coat and tied with twin-tails looked blankly at the street below that seemed to have been plowed by artillery multiple times.
“Archer, the Holy Grail War is supposed to be conducted secretly.”
Rin’s tone was listless.
Clearly having done nothing yet, she looked as if she was about to burn out.
If any mystery leakage incident occurred on this land, the first one to be held accountable by the Association of Mages would be her, as the land manager.
Scattering all her wealth was already the best outcome; she might even incur a huge external debt.
By then, not to mention gems for practicing magic, she might really have to serialize “Tohsaka Family Household Affairs”.
“Rin, think on the bright side, at least they knew to evacuate the crowd in advance.”
Archer said a consolation that wasn’t much of a consolation.
“Ha, I was still too young to expect others to honestly obey.”
Sighing deeply.
Rin suddenly understood the meaning of the Holy Grail War.
Just a single battle could cause such large-scale destruction; calling it a war had completely no problem.
“There are three completely different magical energy traces at the scene, probably a three-way melee, no, one against two. That magical energy that makes people feel like it’s burning clearly overwhelms the other two sides. Tsk, is it that horned guy again? She’s really active.”
Because she didn’t know the opponent’s name, Rin simply used the opponent’s characteristics to refer to Surtr.
Even without directly seeing the battlefield, she could deduce the general situation based solely on traces, which made Rin even more surprised.
That guy’s strength was completely out of spec, fighting two alone and still looking like she hadn’t lost.
What a monster.
And conducting large-scale battles for two consecutive nights, wouldn’t that guy get tired at all?
Rin mentally raised Surtr’s danger level by several grades.
“Archer, can you tell who won?”
“No, judging by the situation, it’s a high probability of both sides suffering.”
Archer shook his head.
The current situation had become so convoluted that even someone like him who had experienced the Fifth Holy Grail War once was unclear about it.
This world was completely different from his previous experiences.
“Is that so, then never mind.”
Rin looked up and glanced at the sky.
The setting sun had already gone down, and dark clouds shrouded the earth.
To be precise, now should be the time when the Holy Grail War truly began.
Thinking of that bunch of guys completely lacking awareness of confidentiality, Rin’s head couldn’t stop aching.
“Tonight we will also strike out; we can’t let the other side take the lead all the time.”
Rin instructed Archer.
Rather than passively waiting for the other party to come knocking, she preferred to take the initiative.
And during this period, she could also observe which Master would be suitable as an ally.
Uniting the weak to eliminate the strong first was the most reasonable strategy.
“Understood, Master.”
“Then without further ado, a pair of Servants are coming towards us.”
Archer’s gaze pierced through the gaps of the building and locked onto a pair of beast-like crimson pupils.
Lancer had arrived.