Half an hour ago.
Fuyuki, Enzou Mountain, Ryudou Temple.
It had been snowing heavily for days, nearly paralyzing Fuyuki's transportation.
Standing at the peak of Enzou Mountain, looking down, the silver-covered seaside city was fully in view.
Manaka Sajyou stood at the mountaintop, facing the night breeze, gazing at the city.
Soon, she muttered to herself.
"..It should be almost ready…"
Not far behind her was a pitch-black spatial rift, emitting a deep, shimmering halo with rippling waves.
From that rift, one could faintly sense an overwhelmingly evil and dangerous aura emanating.
—All the World's Evil.
The Greater Holy Grail of this Holy Grail War is hidden in Enzou Mountain, and Manaka Sajyou had found it not long ago.
She quickly analyzed its structure and began filling it with magical energy.
If she slowly analyzed the Greater Holy Grail's structure and infused it with magical energy, she might be able to fully claim it as her own within half a year.
But she couldn't wait that long…
So, Manaka Sajyou used another method...and that was, summoning a Servant and directly using them to fuel the Greater Holy Grail.
She didn't even know who the Servant she summoned was, because the moment they manifested, Manaka had already used them as 'fertilizer' for summoning the Greater Holy Grail.
"..As expected, it's still a bit lacking… Well, that makes sense.
Although I altered the Holy Grail War's rules, the Servant I summoned wasn't exactly standard, so it's natural they'd be a bit weaker."
"..Looks like I'll still need the Servants of this Holy Grail War to fill the Greater Holy Grail's magical energy…"
Manaka Sajyou lightly tapped her lips with her fingertip, tilting her head in thought for a moment before blooming into a charming smile.
"..In that case, I'll just cause a bigger commotion and let them come for a decisive battle."
After all, all the Servants were summoned for the Holy Grail War.
If the Greater Holy Grail appeared at Ryudou Temple now, they wouldn't be able to ignore it no matter what.
Thinking of this, Manaka Sajyou raised her fingertip, manipulating the surface of the Greater Holy Grail.
Buzz!
Under the night sky, black mud seemed to silently surge out from the spatial rift.
From a distance, it looked like a waterfall cascading down, an awe-inspiring sight!
The black mud, as if possessing its own consciousness, sensed Manaka Sajyou's presence and surged toward her overwhelmingly.
The girl raised her right hand, and a massive water curtain rose before her, blocking the black mud's erosion.
"..Even if I got touched by the 'black mud,' it probably wouldn't matter, but I don't want to have to take a bath later."
Manaka Sajyou chuckled lightly, waving her right hand.
The black mud, as if affected by some force, fell powerlessly to the ground.
Sizzle…
Steam, like it was scorching the ground, rose from the black mud, burning large holes into the snow-covered floor.
"..Wait for me a little longer, Saber~" Manaka Sajyou gazed at the black mud before her, her voice filled with sweetness and delight.
"..Soon… soon we can be together forever."
But she didn't notice that, the moment the Greater Holy Grail manifested, in a certain skyscraper, a silver-haired beauty slowly raised her head, a seductive glint flowing in her alluring red eyes.
…
With the appearance of the Greater Holy Grail, from the latter half of the night, all the Servants faintly sensed something unusual.
"..Something's off… really off."
In a certain standalone apartment, a burly man sat cross-legged on the cool tatami, originally laughing heartily at the TV, but at some point, he suddenly frowned slightly.
Soon, his tone carried a hint of suspicion. "..What's off? Rider… what are you talking about? I don't understand at all."
Waber, beside him, couldn't help but retort.
From the moment he summoned this Conqueror King, he had secretly regretted joining this Holy Grail War.
Originally, he just wanted to prove his abilities, but he hadn't expected his teacher to also be in this Holy Grail War…
"..Don't you think tonight is a bit too quiet?"
The Conqueror King was still holding a bag of potato chips, feeding one into his mouth, and continued.
"..Logically, with such a big commotion near the port not long ago, Fuyuki should be in the middle of a fierce battle right now… but I can't sense the slightest sound."
"..Isn't that a good thing? Better than everyone fighting and killing, with people dying, right?"
Waver's tone was low.
From the moment he saw Kayneth in the Holy Grail War, he had already realized the gravity of the situation.
And not long ago, with the appearance of Saber, Archer, and others, he had actually started to consider backing out, fully aware of the danger of the Holy Grail War.
…Though it was already too late to withdraw now.
The Conqueror King slowly shook his head and said. "..It's not as simple as you think."
He looked up toward Ryudou Temple in the distance, falling into deep thought for a long time, and said: "..The level of quiet tonight… it's really off."
"..And… don't you feel like there's something over there?"
Waver followed his gaze, seeing the endless snowy landscape, and finally couldn't help but retort: "..Huh? You can see that far?"
However, the Conqueror King, unusually, didn't respond.
His face took on a rare seriousness as he said. "..Master, you might not sense it, but Servants manifest based on the Greater Holy Grail… I can feel it. Maybe that thing has appeared."
"..That thing…?" Waver repeated, then, as if realizing something, his eyelid twitched slightly. "..The Greater Holy Grail?!"
"..But only one Servant has been eliminated so far, right? Why would the Greater Holy Grail appear now…?"
"Maybe the rules of the Holy Grail War have changed, or perhaps… someone is cheating."
The king of Conqueror forcefully patted Waver's head and said in a deep voice. "..No matter what, tonight, come with this king to take a look… Whether it's an enemy or some demon or monster, I, Iskandar, will conquer them all!"
With a hearty laugh, the Conqueror King grabbed Waver and strode out of the apartment.
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At the balcony.
The soft, melodious voice in his ear caused Alvin's body to stiffen slightly.
Feeling the warm, tender touch of the delicate figure in his arms, his hand twitched faintly.
With a Servant's strength, pushing away this seemingly frail silver-haired beauty should be no difficult task, yet he found himself unable to easily do so.
He lowered his head slightly, catching sight of the woman in his arms.
Perhaps due to her nature as a homunculus or something else, her facial features were so beautiful that there was almost no flaw.
Her silver hair cascaded naturally, and the loose dress couldn't conceal the proud, striking curve of her chest.
Even a fleeting glance would deem her an absolute beauty. Compared to Irisviel's inherent frailty, the Winter Saint carried an additional air of cool elegance and an indescribable allure.
'Irisviel's' eyes shimmered, her beautiful gaze lingering on him.
The two of them looked at each other for who knows how long, before her red lips parted slightly, and with a gentle voice, she said.
"..Saber… do you have any reservations?"
She leaned closer to Alvin, gently embracing him.
The soft touch, the faint, delicate fragrance at his nose… and the seductive glint in her moist eyes, combined with Illya still sleeping outside on the balcony.
All of this seemed to constantly entice Alvin, making his gaze involuntarily fall on 'Irisviel's' exquisitely beautiful face.
Alvin's eyes moved downward, from her snow-white, slender neck to her proud, prominent chest, then to the slight cinch at her small waist, outlining a delicate figure.
Her bare feet were like snow, resembling rare jade artifacts in the world.
The ones who created 'Irisviel' must have been a bit of 'perfectionists'… she was practically flawless, without any imperfections.
Alvin sighed inwardly, his gaze soon returning to Irisviel's cool, stunning face.
Perhaps due to heat or something else, her cheeks were faintly flushed, her elastic lips slightly pursed.
As they parted and closed, they seemed to exude an indescribable charm, making one unable to resist wanting to take a bite.
However, at that moment, Alvin suddenly sensed something unusual.
"..Why is there magical energy in your body…?"
He grabbed one of Irisviel's hands, feeling something faintly off.
Logically, she was no longer the Lesser Holy Grail, and there shouldn't have been any magical energy in her body before.
But now… he distinctly felt magical energy surging into her body.
This magical energy… didn't belong to Irisviel herself.
But there was no time for Alvin to think further, as in the next moment, Irisviel leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck.
As her soft, alluring body pressed closer, her red lips gently met his.
The unfamiliar, tender sensation caused his mind to briefly freeze.
Immediately after, a unique magical energy from Irisviel's body quietly flowed into Alvin's.
At the same time, on the balcony, at some unknown point, a faint trace of black mud began to writhe silently, slowly creeping toward Alvin from the floor.
…It was the 'black mud' capable of altering a Servant's Spirit Foundation, causing them to blacken.
The black mud almost instantly engulfed both Alvin and Irisviel, and an indescribable force began to silently alter Alvin's body.
Irritation, a desire to destroy everything in the world that stood in his way.
This restless sensation filled his body.
At that moment, he heard 'Irisviel' murmur. "..Saber, fall with me."
"..No, she's not the Winter Saint, nor Irisviel…"
Alvin reached out to touch Irisviel's forehead, it was burning hot.
Her body seemed connected to something, constantly transmitting blackened magical energy, filling her entire being with an unnatural power.
Alvin quietly opened his eyes, only to find that her aura was now completely different from before, less of the usual cool elegance and more of an enchanting allure.
"..The Greater Holy Grail?!"
Alvin suddenly realized something.
The existence of the 'Winter Saint' herself could be considered synonymous with the Greater Holy Grail.
Her current state suggested that the Greater Holy Grail might have already manifested.
It seems… Manaka must have tampered with the Greater Holy Grail?
However, even Manaka probably didn't expect that merely 'summoning' the Greater Holy Grail would cause 'Irisviel' to become 'blackened.'
From the moment she initiated intimate contact, she had been planning to invert Alvin's Spirit Foundation, turning him into a blackened version of himself.
As for the reason… the entity within the 'black mud' had been observing this Holy Grail War, and Saber's performance posed a threat to it.
If it could make Saber truly its own Servant, things would be much easier…
Perhaps with this intention, the Irisviel affected by the black mud was reacting this way.
In the darkness, only the sounds of their kissing could be heard.
Irisviel tightly embraced the young man's neck, and as their magical energies intertwined, the power from the 'black mud' silently surged into Alvin's body.
At some point, the balcony had been completely covered in black mud.
After an unknown amount of time, their lips parted. Irisviel slowly opened her eyes, a hint of seductive charm now in her alluring red eyes.
"..Saber, let's formally conduct the magical energy transfer ritual~"
Soon, a captivating smile appeared on her face as she pushed Alvin onto the floor behind her.
She gazed down at the young man tenderly, and Alvin, looking back at her and the weighty presence of her chest, suddenly said. "..You're not Irisviel… and you're not the Winter Saint either, right?"
The latter tilted her head slightly and said: "..Does it matter?"
"..We've formed a contract. Once we exchange magical energy and make the Greater Holy Grail ours… that's enough, isn't it?"
Alvin's originally pale skin seemed to be slowly consumed by the black mud.
Seeing this, the smile on 'Irisviel's' face grew even more enchanting.
She could hardly wait to see what the blackened version of Britain's White Dragon would look like after having his Spirit Foundation rewritten by the black mud.
She reached out to embrace Alvin, her grip as if she wanted to meld the young man entirely into her soft, alluring body.
Along with it came the continuous influx of magical energy from the 'black mud' into his body.
Until finally, the black mud completely enveloped Alvin.
Irisviel slowly rose from the floor covered in black mud, a playful smile in her seductive red eyes.
As expected, it went smoothly…
'All the World's Evil'—any Heroic Spirit touched by it would undergo inversion.
In this Holy Grail War, the most troublesome Servant was Saber.
If Saber could be blackened first and then controlled… this Holy Grail War would be much easier to handle.
At that moment, the black mud enveloping Alvin began to gradually recede.
Irisviel could clearly sense that Alvin's Spirit Foundation had changed!
What would Britain's White Dragon look like after blackening?
Thinking of this, 'Irisviel' looked at Alvin with a hint of anticipation in her eyes.
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P.S: Do you guys like Bang Dream?? (Bands like Mygo...Ava Mujica, tbh I haven't even watched any anime, but I've read so many fanfics about it, so much so that I know the whole plot.
So, would you like the next translation to be about it...or some other anime like Classroom of the Elite or something...
Also I was quite busy these past days preparing for an important exam, which was today so, from now on I am basically free until the results come out..which means I can focus on the novels which haven't been updated for a while.
Comment which one you guys liked the most...