Chapter 207: Persuasion
"You bastard!"
Atalanta trembled with rage, and stood up in anger despite losing the source of her magic.
She hadn't met her master, nor had she had any communication with him, let alone any bonds or feelings. But if it's all Shirou and Semiramis, who she thinks are the conspiracy of partners in the same camp, that's another matter.
The natural and straightforward huntress hated betrayal and conspiracy the most about the misery of her youth, the tragedy of her life, and the fact that she is now being treated like this. At this moment, her hatred for Shirou and Semiramis has surpassed everyone else, even Shinji, who is suspected of blasphemy.
Achilles, who has always advanced and retreated together, is the same, and the reason for his anger is simpler - no matter what, he is the master of Uncle Ben, and it is okay for Uncle Ben to look at him if he is not pleasing to the eye, but you bastards just can't murder him.
Seeing such a scene, the corners of Semiramis's mouth flashed with a bewitching smile: "Oh~ I still have the strength to stand up, but it's useless." Without the support of magic, you just stood up and did your best, and with the ruler's spell, even if you walked in front of me, it was impossible to cause me harm. β
"Aren't you like us?" Achilles snorted.
"It's the same as you?well, it's the same, it's just nowβmaster!"
As he spoke, Semiramis looked at his master, who held out a hand with blue magic radiating from his palm.
βSetβββ
"Oh no, stop him!"
Joan of Arc and Artoria, who had received the "revelation" / Foreseeing something bad with "intuition", shouted in unison.
"It's too late, Right Hand Evil Eater!"
With Shirou's announcement, a mechanism in the palace activates.
Achilles and Atalanta, who had managed to get up, gave off on their feet and fell down again.
At the same time, Joan of Arc and the Black team, who were about to attack, suddenly felt a wave of nausea in their chests, followed by dizziness, weakness in their limbs, and even severe pain all over their bodies, even Siegfried with the "Evil Dragon Blood Armor" could not be spared.
"Poison?" Keron, who was proficient in medical skills, saw that something was wrong, and covered his mouth and nose as soon as possible.
"Hehe, he deserves to be the teacher of the god of medicine. But it's useless, my poison doesn't act simply through breathing, but directly acts on space, and as long as it's still in the courtyard, the poison will enter your body. I don't know if you, who are called the Great Sage, will be able to unravel the poison of me, who is known as the 'Most Ancient Poisoner', ah, I almost forgot that you who have immortality died under the poison. β
Hearing Semiramis's words, Charon's expression sank. It's not that the ridicule evokes the psychological shadow of the past, but that the situation that the entire space is poisoned is too tricky.
As long as it's not the highest level of poison similar to Hydra's, most of the poisons, Charon, have a solution. But this requires a suitable treatment environment, and the current situation will continue to ingest new toxins even if the poison is detoxified, which is equivalent to falling into an endless cycle, and the most troublesome thing is that this poison will gradually erode the magic of the servant, and if this continues, all people will lose the ability to resist.
In just one moment, the situation took a sharp turn for the worse, and all the members of the Joan of Arc coalition army, which had an absolute numerical advantage, fell to their knees, while the Shirou side, which was at an absolute disadvantage, was not only unscathed, but also "resurrected" in the following full state.
Shirou aimed his left hand at the Great Chalice and his right hand at Semiramis, and with the alternating flashes of red and blue magic, Semiramis recovered from his lack of magic.
Shakespeare was used in the same way again, and the latter also recovered, making an exaggerated hug gesture towards the Great Chalice - as a staunch supporter of Shirou, he had already been subjected to the antidote magic of Semiramis before the battle began, so he was not poisoned.
"Oh oh, this feeling of being so full of magic that it seems to be endless, is this the power of the Great Holy Grail? Thank you, Master, for giving me this amazing experience and a whole new inspiration for my generation. β
"It's good if you're happy. β
Shirou's expression was still so gentle, and he didn't look like a villain who wanted to destroy the world.
"I have connected your path of mana to the Great Grail, so that you can draw as much magic as you like from the Great Grail, and the privilege of using the Noble Phantasm without restraint is no longer exclusive to Black, and the conditions are finally equal. β
"No, no, master. There is no such thing as reciprocity, because today the Holy Grail War will end with our victory. SoβArcher, Lancer, Rider, I give you one last chance to choose, do I offer your loyalty to meet the victory together, or will I die as the loser?"
Facing the condescending and victorious posture of Semiramis, Atalanta looked disdainful.
"Whether you win or lose, the world will be destroyed, what difference does it make?"
Akhaleo was even more radical and spat at the mouth.
"It's better to be loyal to you, a poisonous woman, than to die. β
"Forget it, I don't need to be like the dead. β
Semiramis was not surprised by the choice between the two, and she looked at the last servant on Red, Karna.
"Lancer, what about your choice?"
Karna got up silently, walked up to Shirou silently, and spoke.
"I accept. β
"Lancer, Thou ββ!"
Atalanta exclaimed, and the others looked shocked. Anyone who knows the legend of Karna knows that this is a great hero with a noble temperament, why would such a person be?
"Karna, I misread you!" Achilles scolded hatefully.
He has always regarded Karna as a hero and hero equal to him, and his strength and character are impeccable. He hopes for a real showdown between the red and black, which must be a very pleasant thing.
Unexpectedly, this bastard actually had no integrity at all, which disappointed Achilles.
Karna did not look back, let alone speak, and directly expressed his attitude by kneeling on one knee.
"Welcome to you, Karna. β
Shirou was slightly stunned, and quickly repeated his old trick, linking Karna's magical path to the Great Holy Grail.
After doing all this, Shirou spoke again.
"Who else would like to make the Great Holy Grail an all-powerful wishing machine, and only need the souls of seven servants as sacrifices. In addition to Spartacus and Vlad III, who have already retired, there are still five horsemen missing. There are eight horsemen present, which means that you still have three vacancies. Don't worry, Black guys, as long as you don't resist in the realm of Semiramis here, severing the original master-slave contract is just a gesture - I'll give you ten seconds to think about it, and after ten seconds, I'll start the launch of the Great Holy Grail. β