Because it is a war, it will be unscrupulous.

If you have the advantage, you will be upright, and if you have insufficient troops, you will delineate a conspiracy. Assassination, fraud, coercion, betrayal: without mercy or shame.

I forgot my name for this.

For this reason, even the identity is abandoned.

Yes, for this man, who has already been poisoned by war, victory is everything to him.

Destroy strongholds with sarin gas today, ambush convoys with IED tomorrow. For this man, the name "humane" did not exist in the first place.

"Since it's called the Holy Grail War...... Then I'll look forward to it. ”

And this time it's the same.

426 automatic rifles.

Thirty-two rocket launchers.

More than 50,000 rounds of ammunition of various kinds.

Sixty boxes of detonators.

Nitro explosives six hundred kilograms.

INTERVIEWER This is something that should not be in Japan, in Higashigi City. With the exception of the military, these things are 100 percent contraband everywhere they are placed.

But just a little bribe, bribery, smuggling, and coercion – plus the help of magic. All the problems are gone.

Just think about it, you can understand what a horrible thing this is. Evading the surveillance of state agencies and transporting large quantities of arms into the country is a situation that can be trembling even if you imagine a "state organization" based on order.

But for men, that's not enough.

He had weapons but didn't have enough soldiers - for him, who was neither a collector nor an arms dealer, what difference did that make him have no arms?

So, of course, the man did the second thing.

He came to Dongmu City two weeks early, and while collecting intelligence, he also did another thing: something he was already comfortable with and enjoyed - that is, brainwashing.

Find a person you like on the street first. Then plant his own magic sigil, and at the same time that poor creature is brainwashed and released, the self-proliferating sigil system will begin to spread like a disease.

One, two, four, eight...... More and more until the whole city is infected, and then the men select the qualified 'soldiers'.

And that number was three thousand.

Men implant virtual avatars into these consumables, which can come in handy as soon as the time comes when the time comes.

And in the process, the man's servant, the Heroic Spirit who was summoned directly by Caster, didn't even get a chance to intervene.

"It's really worrying...... Is it a problem that the master is too competent?"

"Hmph. ”

"I was just trying to take a breath, but Master is more capable than I thought he could be—it's bad, it's bad, I'm going to be lazy. ”

But it was clear that he was saying frustrating words, but the "useless" Servant had a smile on his face. It's a lie.

But unexpectedly not annoying.

"It's time for you to do it, right?"

The man looked at his Servant without a smile on his face.

But Caster didn't care about him.

"It's so boring, so I refuse. ”

White breeches, black leather shoes, and a gold-rimmed two-cornered hat. Young people with a little regret about their height are always so confident. Although the place where he stands is just an ordinary dwelling, he has a kind of bearing that looks at the world.

Palace.

He was not the kind of man who stood in a palace to be called a king, but was far above that rank: a man alone could be called a hero of the empire.

"The actors haven't arrived yet, and the chess pieces haven't been prepared yet. You want me to end up at this level? Hey...... No kidding. ”

No one cares, nothing cares.

After all, the Holy Grail War was just a game in the eyes of this man. Once on the top of the times, he has tasted the prosperity and decline. Although I was unwilling until the end, although I was so depressed that I couldn't look back, but so what?

Resurrection, conquest of the world, return – the idea never once arose for Caster. As the 'strongest' ever, he understands the power of progress better than anyone else.

Magic, magic, roots—even heroic spirits like yourself. After all, one day it will be trampled under the feet of science and swept into the pile of old papers, right?

If you can't learn swordsmanship, you can invent guns, and if you can't win a phalanx, you can make artillery. Above the people are the group, above the group is the city, above the city is the country, and above the country is the star.

But one day, humanity will conquer even the planets, cross the boundary, and step into the dark starry sky.

What is a mere 'hero' before such power, and what is a mere 'Holy Grail War'?

"It's so small. ”

Caster prides himself on neither arm strength nor magic, and he is a complete zero in both personal combat and occult knowledge. Not to mention a Heroic Spirit with equal qualifications, even a stronger magician can defeat him head-on.

But it doesn't matter, it still doesn't matter.

Caster didn't care about that weak, boring stuff from the start.

He is an emperor.

The Emperor of Mankind.

That alone is enough.

Once existed as a beacon of humanity, once guiding the most powerful empire on the planet. He was contented and arrogant, waiting, sitting at one end of the chess game, looking forward to the good show of the mortals.

Victory is a matter of course, and defeat is delicious.

Because all he wanted was to see what the planet he had fought and longed for, and which he had not been able to conquer, would look like after his death.

Seeing that it was still turning, that the humans who had surpassed him were still improving.

That's enough.

"But ah, as an after-show, do you have any recommendations?"

"If so, there is one. ”

In the midst of boredom, the master, who had finished his preparations and was temporarily idle, seemed to have something in mind.

From under the bed, he dragged out the cardboard box that he bought a few days ago and planned to give his daughter as a gift when he returned to China. Looking at what was on it, he thought for five seconds. At last, he raised his head and looked firmly at the great and short young man.

A serious face.

"What's that?"

The young man seemed to feel the heaviness in the air, and it was rare to change to a more serious tone.

“PlayStation2。 ”

“……”

"I also bought a realistic tactical game...... Well, that's what it's called "Grand Strategy"...... Do you want to give it a try?"

“……”

An arrogant smile appeared on the young man's face.

"Strategy? It's a boring field, but let's kill time - don't lose too ugly, I'm not going to let you. ”

"Your strategy? I'm not expecting to learn about it. ”

"How dare you say it...... But how are you going to play with this thing?"

"I'll see...... Here's a manual. ”