Type-Moon, What Do You Mean You summoned Tiamat?!

At the end of the long street, the once-ferocious and peerless red dragon now seemed to be under conceptual suppression.

It instinctively lay prone on the asphalt road, its colossal body trembling uncontrollably as it let out faint whimpers.

It wasn't because Draco possessed some special power. In the first place, the body she had manifested in this world was nothing more than a Beast clone.

What truly forced this terrifying monster into submission was the enslavement of its concept.

According to the ancient descriptions in the Book of Revelation, the Beast of 666 was originally divided into two main parts: one was the "Great Red Dragon" with seven heads and ten horns, and the other was the "Great Whore of Babylon," born to ride upon the dragon's back and control the colossal red dragon.

Draco's very existence had been designed to completely suppress and control this Great Red Dragon.

When she witnessed this scene, even Sajyou Manaka — who had always prided herself on being omniscient — was momentarily at a loss for words.

She stared blankly at the beautiful woman who was casually stepping on her "pet," unable to hide her shock.

Then she awkwardly turned her face and looked at the black-haired young man standing a short distance away.

"…Master?"

This man… summoned a Beast as his Servant?!

Meanwhile, in this deserted street, countless hidden miniature surveillance cameras were transmitting this common-sense-defying scene in real time.

In a remote underground magical workshop, Faldeus stared intently at the monitor screen before him.

Despite Sajyou Manaka's extremely advanced defensive system, the surveillance devices — a perfect fusion of cutting-edge American technology and modern magic — had successfully captured a clear image of the distorted, blurry, terrifying scene inside the barrier.

Upon seeing the familiar fluctuations in the young man's magical energy, Faldeus suddenly stood up as if he had seen a ghost.

"...Matou Yuu?!"

Not only had he safely returned, but on the very first night the Holy Grail War resumed, he had caused this much commotion?!

It was worth noting that after Tiamat — who had served as his Servant — disappeared, Faldeus had actually let out a sigh of relief.

After all, the Singularity in Snowfield City had been repaired, and his greatest rival, Tiamat, had also left... Everything should have returned to his complete control as a player. It should have been a wonderful outcome.

However...

Seeing the red warning messages indicating errors flashing frantically on the screen, Faldeus's nerves instantly tensed.

Under normal circumstances, these surveillance devices — which combined the highest level of American technology with magical expertise — could capture at least some of the magical wavelengths or panel data even from top-class Servants of exceptional quality. Ultimately, the U.S. military's greatest strategic goal in initiating this Holy Grail War was to collect combat data on these Servants.

According to the current information database, the only existence this device could not analyze was a Beast.

Because they did not actually belong to the category of heroic spirits at all — they were a type of planetary-scale natural disaster.

But right now... the only one whose normal vital signs and magical wavelengths this top-tier monitoring device could capture was Matou Yuu alone!

What did that mean?

It was important to know that the surveillance camera footage showed four people currently standing on that long street!

Just what on earth were those three unreadable things...?!

Snap.

As if he had thought of something outrageous, a drop of cold sweat rolled down the man's forehead and fell onto the cold machine.

Faldeus's Adam's apple bobbed awkwardly as he unconsciously swallowed.

Then, in a terribly hoarse voice, he muttered, "Could it be... three Beasts…?"

"Bingo! Correct~☆"

At that moment, a clear, somewhat playful female voice suddenly cut into the highest-level encrypted line he had been communicating with his subordinate on, without any warning.

Faldeus snapped back to reality and said in a low voice, his expression slightly changed, "Who are you?!"

It was important to know that in preparation for this false Holy Grail War in Snowfield City, the U.S. military had spent decades constructing this absolute fortress — completely isolated beneath the surface leyline — in cooperation with magi.

This encrypted line symbolized the pinnacle of modern quantum communication technology and the magical barriers of the gods. Under normal circumstances, as long as he remained hidden in this underground bunker that could withstand nuclear attacks, no one should have been able to secretly infiltrate his private communication line.

But now, the other party had hacked in so easily?

Could it be... the work of that woman Francesca?

"Ah, don't be nervous. I'm not some weirdo like Francesca, and I don't belong to your country's organization either... but I came to help you."

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At the same time, on the rooftop of a skyscraper in Snowfield City.

The night wind howled.

A woman with long, silver-white hair as white as moonlight and fairy-like beauty stood with her hands clasped behind her back, looking down at the bustling gambling city late at night with a gentle smile on her face.

A faint hint of excitement and anticipation shone in her captivating pink eyes.

"If you continue to let them cause trouble in this city, I can guarantee that before dawn, the military will issue orders to dismiss all of you."

"After all... on that street right now, there are two Beasts living there that could destroy the world at any moment."

She paused and lightly tapped her slender, pale chin with her fingers, a faint, very mischievous smile appearing on her lips. "No... To be precise, if we include those who haven't fully bared their fangs yet, it's more than just two."

Before Faldeus could ask further questions, the woman smiled and said,

"I noticed that quite a few familiar faces had gathered in this false city, so I took advantage of that nosy old man's moment of observing parallel worlds to secretly join in the fun... Now it seems this performance was definitely worth the price of admission."

"Just who are you...?"

Before the silver-haired woman finished speaking, she slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes and elegantly smoothed the wrinkles in her skirt that had been lifted by the wind.

"Please call me... the 'Flower Magus' who leads everything to a happy ending."

She cleared her throat and quietly declared to the night sky over Snowfield City in an extremely sweet yet mysterious voice,

"Or, if you prefer... you may call me 'Lady Avalon' ☆"

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The once lively and vibrant street was now enveloped in an eerie silence.

Sajyou Manaka slightly tilted her head, looking at the beautiful woman who was boldly stepping on the colossal red dragon at her feet, an unconcealable expression of surprise appearing on her innocent face.

Deep within her eyes — connected to the Root — countless data seemed to flash violently as she quickly searched for the identity of the woman before her within the Root.

Then, as if she had realized something, a smile mixed with sudden understanding and surprise appeared on her delicate face.

"I see... No wonder this child was trembling with fear from the very beginning."

The symbol of prosperity and decadence.

Beast VI/S.

The Book of Revelation clearly described the "Great Whore of Babylon," who was born to rule and rode upon the Great Red Dragon.

If she had come, then everything made sense.

Sajyou Manaka had always thought of the Great Red Dragon as a pet she had "hatched," but in the underlying concepts of mythology, Draco was the one and only true master.

Faced with this existence that held absolute conceptual dominance, this ferocious beast — which possessed the power to cause calamities capable of destroying the world — did not even have the slightest thought of resisting.

However...

What truly surprised Sajyou Manaka was not that Draco was riding on the dragon's back, but rather——

She directed her beautiful eyes — which held a strange, pathological light — straight at the black-haired young man before her.

"Matou-kun, you really are an incredibly contradictory person."

"You clearly possess 'Gaia,' you have the approval of others, and within you resides the Star Sword with the power to cleave stars... and yet, the Servant you summoned is a Beast, a symbol of human evil?"

"Why would humanity's fragile reason allow a rule-breaking special existence like you to roam freely?"

As Sajyou Manaka spoke, the light in her beautiful eyes grew even brighter, as if she had found a precious treasure.

For the Princess of the Root, who had been born in a state of omniscience, everything in this world was nothing more than a boring picture book she had already read through countless times... However, the young man before her radiated an irresistible charm, like a sealed out-of-print book.

At this moment, she was already dying to read its contents thoroughly... After all, there was no record of Matou Yuu in the Root.

No — rather, every time her consciousness tried to forcibly probe deep into the young man's heart through the source, a fog-covered door would always appear at the edge of her vision.

Beyond the keyhole of that door, it seemed as though something indescribable from an alien star lurked in the depths of the cosmos.

Along with the illusory sound of a silver key turning, the witch's profound aura not only blocked her prying gaze like a wall of sighs, but also sent a faint recoil, as if trying to drag her omniscient soul into the abyss.

"Sajyou-san, aren't you also someone who defies common sense and has a strong personality?"

Matou Yuu grinned and said, "The probing is over now, right? To be honest... I don't want to cause a big commotion on the very first night the Holy Grail War resumes. Today, I just wanted to go shopping and relax with them."

"Hmm... To be honest, Manaka's needs haven't been satisfied at all."

Sajyou Manaka gently clasped her hands in front of her chest like a praying saint, but her smile grew even sweeter. "Matou-kun, I've become more and more interested in you."

"And—"

She was about to continue.

However, at that moment, golden ripples like waves on the water's surface suddenly appeared without warning in the deathly silent night sky — which had been completely sealed off by the great magic of the Age of Gods.

Whoosh!

The very next moment, a golden blade carrying the pressure of the Age of Gods shot out from the Gate of Babylon like a meteor tearing through the night sky, heading straight for Sajyou Manaka's heart with overwhelming killing intent!

Buzz!

An invisible barrier stood in the way just centimeters from the girl's heart, blocking the violent magical force and causing an ear-splitting spatial vibration and air current.

Even when faced with this sudden, lethal sniping attack, Sajyou Manaka did not even blink.

Her sweet smile instantly disappeared as she calmly raised her face and slowly looked up at the streetlight towering beside the long street, following the trajectory of the golden weapon.

A young man clad in extremely luxurious golden armor, his arrogant golden hair flowing in the wind, and radiating a dazzling, almost blinding royal brilliance stood quietly atop the streetlight with his arms crossed, like a god above the clouds.

His blood-red, snake-like vertical pupils coldly looked down at the people on the street below with an extremely arrogant and violent attitude.

"Tonight, I just wanted to have a little chat with Matou, but to think some ignorant insect would show up uninvited... How insensitive."

Sajyou Manaka stared expressionlessly at the golden king perched on the streetlight, her voice — which had originally been as clear as a silver bell — now as cold as ice.

"You're right... Gilgamesh."

"Hmph... Don't speak to me in such a ridiculous tone, you mongrel."

The Golden King sneered, his crimson eyes shining as he said, "Since the boring Holy Grail War has resumed and you've caused such an unsightly commotion in my garden, as the king who decides everything, I naturally had to come personally to confirm who the mastermind is."

"Besides..." He glanced sideways and directed his gaze at the black-haired young man below, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Now that the curtain of the abyss has been drawn open, this king naturally had to come personally to deliver a kingly 'greeting' to the man who once shattered this king's spiritual foundation on the front lines."

Upon hearing the familiar words "this king" and "this mongrel," Matou Yuu raised his face, quickly furrowed his brows, and whispered, "Gilgamesh…?"

He was still alive...?

Crimson Moon's "Magic Sword: True World" had already sliced him into pieces twice the size of a sandwich...

Unexpectedly... in this kind of situation, could Shan-ge return to this land?

And...

Matou Yuu's magic attribute on the panel had reached "C+" level, and his perception had also improved dramatically.

Thanks to this magical blessing, he could clearly sense that the Hero King standing atop the streetlight before him far surpassed any era in which he had appeared in this world — whether as Caster or as an ordinary Archer — in both the solidity of his spiritual origin and his immeasurable magical energy.

Without a doubt, this was the oldest Hero King fighting with all his might and seriously.

"How is it? Are you overjoyed to see my perfect, heroic figure again, Matou Yuu?"

Gilgamesh glanced at him and sneered. "But... you may leave now. I didn't come here tonight to meet you."

After he finished speaking, he directed a cold gaze toward the other side of the void and furrowed his brows in displeasure.

"You vile pest lurking in the shadows over there, emitting a nauseating stench. What's wrong? Hiding like a thief and scouting from a high place... Are you planning to launch a cowardly surprise attack while I'm off guard? Come out right now!"

Almost the instant the Golden King finished speaking——

Buzz!

The empty space in the air suddenly shook violently.

Immediately after, accompanied by the dazzling light of Venus, a spatial gate suddenly opened in the air several inches higher than the streetlight.

The Goddess of Venus, Ishtar, slowly emerged from the light portal and stepped onto the void.

She casually brushed aside her long, flowing black hair and slightly raised her unbelievably beautiful yet noble face.

Right behind her, an even more arrogant and divinely oppressive beautiful voice continued, louder than Gilgamesh's.

"Stop saying such nonsense, you nouveau riche who even defies the gods. As the heavenly goddess who rules Venus, I naturally stand above you, who call yourself the king of the human world, and look down on everything. Do you think I would look up at you? Don't dream, Gilgamesh!"

Seeing the girl with distinctive black hair and an outstanding figure floating in the air, Matou Yuu was momentarily dumbfounded before blurting out, "…Rin?"

Upon hearing this, Ishtar couldn't help but look at the young man, then narrowed her eyes and said, "Hmm... You seem to know about me? It seems you know quite well how to charm women."

As she said this, a strange expression appeared in her eyes.

Because at that very moment, when she looked at the young man before her, she could clearly sense an extremely strong tremor deep within the soul of the original owner of this body — Tohsaka Rin.

It was important to understand that so-called "Pseudo-Servant" possession was a special method by which gods used a human body with a wavelength similar to their own as a vessel to descend upon the human world.

Under normal possession conditions, the human host's surface consciousness usually either fell into a deep sleep or was completely suppressed and integrated with the god's dominant consciousness, making it impossible for them to independently intervene or react to external people or events.

However, even in a state of complete consciousness suppression and sleep, Tohsaka Rin's instincts reacted violently to the familiar "Rin" that the young man had called out...

This showed that the bond between these two was truly extraordinary!

However...

That wasn't the problem.

A strange light shone in Ishtar's eyes. She subtly suppressed the faint tremor unique to the human host and directed an aggressive gaze at Gilgamesh before her.

She had only sensed the unusual magical energy fluctuations tonight and thought she would join in the fun... but to think that this ugly Gilgamesh would also appear, and with old grudges mixed with new ones, she naturally had to teach him a lesson he would never forget.

Thinking this, Ishtar looked down at Sajyou Manaka below and smiled brightly.

However, her smile was dangerous. "Hey, you over there — the so-called omniscient Princess of the Root... Want to form a temporary alliance?"

"If I were you, I'd get rid of that blond man who attacked you from the shadows with underhanded tactics... And coincidentally, this goddess can help you completely suppress his proud firepower. What do you think?"

"Hmph... How arrogant. After thousands of years, not only has this useless, foolish goddess failed to sharpen her mind at all, but she's even grown skin thick enough to block my treasures."

Gilgamesh sneered, his crimson eyes filled with unconcealable mockery and contempt.

He simply crossed his arms and stared at Ishtar with an indifferent gaze, as if looking at a corpse.

At that moment, his Sha Naqba Imuru — which had been active — suddenly and sharply pierced through the barrier Sajyou Manaka had set up and sensed an extremely special yet familiar magical aura in a certain direction outside the barrier.

Following the direction of that aura, the Golden King immediately slightly furrowed his brows and directed his crimson eyes straight at that single point.

"Is that... another self-centered, spy-like rat?"

In the past, given this Hero King's domineering and arrogant temperament, he would probably have ignored everything, opened the Gate of Babylon, and rained Noble Phantasms down on the opponent.

However.

Standing here now was a serious Gilgamesh who had completely abandoned underestimating his opponents and always maintained his position as the Sha Naqba Imuru.

The very first instant their eyes met, his omniscient eyes — capable of seeing through countless phenomena of the universe — had already completely seen through the identity of the existence outside the barrier.

A flash of surprise appeared in Gilgamesh's eyes. Then he shifted his gaze sideways and glanced at the arrogant heavenly goddess floating in the air.

Suddenly, a wonderful scene filled with amusement and joy instantly took shape in his mind.

A faint, almost imperceptible, wicked smile appeared on the Hero King's lips.

However, that distorted expression instantly disappeared, replaced by an unusually surprised look as his face changed slightly.

"Damn it... Why is that man showing up here at a time like this?!"

Ishtar paused for a moment, sharply noticing the Hero King's unusual demeanor.

She quickly followed Gilgamesh's gaze toward the entrance of this realized boundary.

Then she turned her face and looked at Gilgamesh with interest from head to toe.

It was extremely rare for the eternally aloof Hero King to show such a flustered expression on his face.

The reason he was so tense... must be because of the master he had formed a contract with in this world, right?

Thinking this, excitement shone in Ishtar's eyes.

She secretly activated her magic, and the colossal celestial body resembling a giant golden bow beneath her feet — Maanna — let out a deep hum as its magical energy rapidly charged in the night sky.

Seeing this, a faint disturbance appeared on Gilgamesh's face as he warned in a cold voice, "Ishtar, I'm warning you. Absolutely do not approach that side!"

However, anyone who knew this Hero King could sense a faint urgency in his voice, hidden behind his royal dignity.

"Absolutely do not let anyone approach...?"

The corners of the goddess's mouth instantly curved into an extremely mocking and joyful arc.

The heavenly goddess always acted as she pleased, but there was one absolute truth in this world: the more Gilgamesh opposed or feared something, the more mercilessly she would carry it out!

After all, if she could seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to destroy the troublesome master Gilgamesh and cut off his magical energy supply, she would have plenty of time to toy with the masterless Gilgamesh until he died.

With this in mind, Ishtar did not hesitate for even a moment. Without any hesitation, she piloted her flying ship, transformed into a dazzling golden meteor, and rushed toward the entrance of the boundary's domain.

"I'll personally send your master off on his final journey! Scream in despair, Gilgamesh!"

With an arrogant smile, Ishtar's celestial ship broke through the edge of the barrier Sajyou Manaka had set up and charged inside.

At the same time, her clear, high-pitched singing voice echoed through the night sky over Snowfield City!

"Maana, gate open!"

"To the great heavens, to the great earth——"

Surprisingly, the moment they encountered each other, they skipped probing and immediately tried to extract the true name of the divine weapon!

This was more than enough to prove that this heavenly goddess had an extremely strong determination to finish off her target in a single blow at this very moment.

"An Gal Ta Kigal Šè!!!"

The very next moment, the heavens raged.

Visible magical energy rapidly gathered in front of the celestial ship.

It was the story of the concept of "Venus" — symbolizing beauty and abundance — being forcibly crammed into a colossal bow created by the gods and transformed into a terrifying magical cannon capable of piercing the earth.

A dazzling light illuminated the entire night sky as if it were daytime.

Boom!

The golden divine magic transformed into a destructive pillar of light and charged straight toward the entrance of the inherent barrier.

Almost the instant the Noble Phantasm was unleashed, Ishtar glanced sideways in midair, expecting to see a panicked and regretful expression on that arrogant Hero King's face.

However, when her gaze landed on him, she was shocked to find... there was not the slightest trace of anxiety in this Golden King's eyes.

A clearly wicked joy and schadenfreude were leaking from his slightly raised lips.

Ishtar slightly furrowed her brows. For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling.

What was that man laughing at?

At the decisive moment when his master was about to be blown to pieces, he could still make such a smug expression?

Was he so cold-hearted that he didn't care about his master's life or death at all?

Or... was the man standing at the entrance of the barrier actually not his master?

Even if he wasn't the master, there was nothing funny about it.

"Aaaaah…?"

At that instant, Ishtar's fierce thoughts came to an abrupt halt along with an unbelievably familiar, mysterious singing voice.

The tone was so beautiful that the moment it entered her ears, the heavenly goddess's soul instinctively trembled.

Thunk!

Even though the human body was acting as a buffer, Ishtar's heart nearly stopped for a moment.

The terror originating from the core of Mesopotamian mythology ran through her entire body like an electric current.

Wait a minute... You're joking, right?!

That sound couldn't possibly be...?!

Ishtar turned her head as mechanically as a machine, staring at the center of the falling Noble Phantasm while stiffening her neck.

Amid the dazzling destructive light and the increasingly complex expression on the heavenly goddess's face, she finally saw the true appearance of the "unknown person."

Although she didn't know when it had started, a girl with beautiful blue hair and magnificent dragon horns was now obediently standing at the entrance of the long street.

She was holding a bag full of snacks she had just bought at the mall, tilting her small face upward and staring curiously with an adorable, innocent, and inquisitive gaze at the divine punishment of Venus descending from the sky.

And under the girl's clear yet slightly confused gaze...

Ishtar unleashed the heavenly goddess's strongest Noble Phantasm and slammed it into the Goddess of Creation, who symbolized the origin of life!.

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