Red and Black. The seven Servants existing in each of the two factions.
Red: Saber Mordred, Archer Atalanta, Lancer Karna, Rider Achilles, Caster Shakespeare, Assassin Semiramis, Berserker Spartacus.
Black: Saber Siegfried, Archer Chiron, Lancer Vlad, Rider Astolfo, Caster Avicebron, Assassin Jack the Ripper, Berserker Frankenstein.
The current Servants are as such. And then the Salvation Grail Sparrow, Amakusa.
I will be the troublemaker...
First, the Saint has fallen into our grasp. That's a somewhat reassuring thing. Although the process was scary...
With the three Jeanne sisters at the forefront, I ended up summoning other Servants too. The true protagonist of Apocrypha is Mordred.
Because of that, the plan is already finished. This is a three-way battle. Similar to the battle in Fate/Extra.
The place we headed to as our destination was Turas Realta.
The stage of the Great Holy Grail War. Here, I will raise hell. This trainwreck... I'll destroy it...!
Not that I dislike Sieg. The kid doesn't have any ill will, he's practically a child. The problem is just the author's dark history that created such a development.
I'm letting it slide because he's a kid.
"But, this is nicer than I thought."
"Isn't it? The current me can do any~thing."
Tamamo says granting wishes like a Grail is simple. To just create a cool sports car that seats several people, that's amazing.
To be driving a car I couldn't even dream of in my entire life.
"I, the Emperor, wanted to drive, you know."
"I wanted to drive too."
Draco said she wanted to drive, but I wanted to drive more. A car running down a dark road at night.
"This direction is correct, right?"
"Of course~ You're not doubting me, are you, Master?"
"Just asking~"
Then it should be soon. Is it over there? By the way, there probably aren't any stores open at this time, so that's a shame? It's my first time in Romania, so I was looking forward to it.
"My lord, when will it be Ushiwaka's turn?"
"At least not today."
"Such is fate..."
Unfortunately, Ushiwakamaru is not the main. Sorry... Frankly, what role would you have in the Great Holy Grail War? But I like you. My pure psychopath tanuki.
"So... what will you do when we arrive at Turas Realta? I must maintain fairness as a Ruler."
Jeanne d'Arc, who was brainwashed by Jeanne and recognizes me as her older brother. Yet she harbors hostility and wariness toward me.
"Something fun."
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The dark night streets of Turas Realta.
The Red faction's Saber Mordred and her Master, Shishigou Kairi, are dealing with the Golems and Homunculi sent by the Black faction.
The two show good coordination as they fight, but...
BAM!!!!!
"What was that!?"
Mordred quickly jumps back to avoid a sudden flying strike. And then, she doubts her own eyes.
"What the...?"
"Hey Saber, that's..."
"... That's me. And that magical energy... What's going on? And what's with that ridiculous outfit!"
"They said Servants are a form of split spirit... Is it possible by chance? It's not impossible, but did that side also use a piece of the Round Table?"
Mordred and Kairi wonder if the Black Saber is also the same Mordred...
"This me looks pretty stupid. Was I also like this in the past?"
"What!?"
"What else would I say seeing the stupid you who still hates Father and can't give up the king's position, other than saying you're stupid?"
"You bastard... What, how!? Then are you saying you're different!?"
"Of course I'm different. I don't resent Papa anymore. It's been a long time since I stopped, and I was never fit to be king in the first place."
"What...? What are you, how can you be me and deny that with your own mouth! What did I commit rebellion for!?"
"That's why it was a stupid, idiotic move, you brat~ Frankly, I'm a patricidal brat who drove a stake into Papa's chest, so I have no excuse even if I go to hell? From the start, I am not a king but a knight who follows. The moment I forgot that duty, I was an idiot. Me too, realizing it after death, I guess I'm an idiot either way~ The dark history in front of me is an even bigger idiot."
"You little...!!!"
CRACKLE!!!
Provoked by Mordred, the Red Saber immediately launches a slash wrapped in hateful lightning. However, the lightning splits against the brilliant golden sword light.
"Th, this light is..."
"Please don't say that. There's no need to blame yourself so much, Mordred. I too have forgotten the past now."
".... Ah, Pa... Papa...?"
The object of deep love and hate. The Red Saber, facing her father right before her eyes. She is so taken aback by the sudden reunion that her pupils shake, wondering if she's seeing an illusion.
And immediately after, clenching her fists tightly, trembling, her gaze fills with hatred.
"Arthur...!!!"
"Get lost~"
BAM!!!!
"Guh!?"
The Red Saber is sent flying after being kicked in the abdomen by a swift side kick from Mordred who appeared from the side. Mordred, who consumed 5 Holy Grails and reached level 100, was on a completely different scale of magical energy from the Red Saber. Mordred, who had reached the level of a Divine Spirit, was an existence on a different plane from ordinary Servants.
"Grr...!!!"
The Red Saber quickly pushes off the ground and charges again. She aims for Artoria... but the Red Saber's thrust with Clarent is avoided by instinct with eyes closed, and the sword is turned around to strike the Red Saber's forehead with its hilt.
CRASH!!!
"Gah...!?"
An overwhelmingly monstrous power incomparable to when she was alive.
She was a monster who had consumed Golden Fous to the maximum, reaching level 120. The power of 15 Holy Grails was an overwhelming force, not at all insufficient even if called a Crown-rank.
One of Chaldea's top combat forces. While she falls short in scale compared to other top-tier Servants, her close combat prowess is by no means lacking.
"Guh... Ugh..."
"I don't resent you... but this is also a job. This much of a test should be sufficient."
"Where... are you going... Leaving me behind!"
"It's work. Red Saber, if you stubbornly reject me so... unlike Mordred, I have no choice but to treat you differently."
"Just leave her, Papa~"
"... Then, see you next time."
Thus, Artoria disappears with Mordred, quickly leaping onto the building rooftops. The Red Saber, filled with frustration and complex emotions, could only pound the ground with her fist.
"How was it?"
Dammiti, who booked a room at a hotel located in Turas Realta. The two returned to the hotel and came to Dammiti.
"A weakling, of course~ How could she compare to me?"
"Indeed, she was weak compared to us."
"A predictable result~ Would it have been more confusing if the idiot transformed into a Rider? I didn't even tell her to Rider-ize in the first place."
"This version has better compatibility with the other father, and I didn't want the same outfit as this me~"
"Kebab version..."
"Before that Habenyan guy came, I monopolized that Papa as a Rider, you know..."
"I miss those days..."
"Mordred, please exercise some restraint."
"Of course, the original Papa is also good!"
"I understand, so please throw away my dakimakura later... Anyway, Master. You called us later than I thought."
"I called you as quickly as I could... Saber, and Mordred. You two are the protagonists of the Great Holy Grail War, so do your best."
Dammiti, envisioning a grand plan like in the 5th War, plans to enjoy the Great Holy Grail War in his own way. And...
Clatter... clatter.
"Um, brother... Could I have one more bowl, please?"
"Eating that much late-night snack... You really eat a lot. Since there are no open restaurants, I'm making everything here. Ushiwaka, please help with the prep~ Let's make one more, Tamamo."
""Yes~!""
"I want pancakes~!"
"One ramen for me."
"Then I'll have omurice~"
The three Jeanne sisters also naturally make their requests, and Jeanne d'Arc, though brainwashed among them, shows quick adaptability.