Chapter 2: The Tree of a Thousand Worlds
Chapter 2: The Tree of a Thousand Worlds
This is also a matter of course that cannot be successful. If you want to say the reason, it is that as the core of the Fuyuki Holy Grail War, none of the magicians who held the Subspecies Holy Grail War brought it with it. β
"That's?" a majestic voice rang out at a wine table in the corner.
"The Great Holy Grail!"
Darnick turned his head, a smug smile on his handsome face.
"Fuyuki's Holy Grail War is to bury the Great Holy Grail in it with the land spirit vein as the core. On top of that, pour magic into the small chalice that is competing with each other in the Holy Grail War. The magicians who imitate the Holy Grail War can only make small chalices, and they are really a bunch of boring fakers. β
"What's the difference between that and the Holy Grail War this time?" the majestic voice sounded again, and the voice owner spoke in a way that was different from that of modern people, full of ancient style.
"Of course, Grand Duke. The smile on Darnik's face deepened, "This land is buried with the Great Holy Grail, the Great Holy Grail that I took from Fuyuki sixty years ago!"
"In that Holy Grail War, the little Holy Grail was lost in the middle of the war, and it seemed that it could only be returned in vain. However, I stumbled upon the existence of the Great Holy Grail hidden under Fuyuki, so I snatched it up. At that time, I was able to succeed with the help of the German NAZI Army, to which I belonged. β
Then, taking advantage of the chaos of World War II, he disappeared from German NAZI with the Great Grail, and was closely connected to the spiritual veins of Tullyphas, the stronghold of the Thousand World Tree clan. β
Danick's words are really full of thoughts. In any case, for more than 60 years after the end of the Third Holy Grail War, he has been carefully preparing in order to hide his eyes.
The only miscalculation was that due to the spread of the information about the Holy Grail War of "Fuyuki's", all the holy relics that became catalysts lost their whereabouts. The catalysts of the ancient hero king, the knight king with the strongest holy sword, and the conqueror king who ruled half the world have all escaped without a trace. Despite this, he ordered the clan to gather enough relics over the decades to summon the best Heroic Spirits. It is no less than the holy relics collected by the Magic Society alone.
"That's right, it's all for today!"
The chime of "jingle bell, jingle bell" curtailed Darnick's inflated ambitions, and he left the window to walk over to a phone that modeled a two-thirty over-ear telephone, and picked up the receiver.
"βit's me. β
The old voice ringing in his ears was all too familiar to Darnick.
"Oh, isn't this a summoning of the Minister of Science, His Highness Belfeibon? β
Danick, who answered the phone, and just now, were like two people, and their enthusiastic voices gave people a sense of intimacy like a spring breeze.
However, the old man on the other end of the phone didn't seem to accept this, and his already deep voice was even lower.
"There's no need to pretend to be crazy and stupid, you should know what I'm looking for you for. Relying on the old man alone has reached the limit, and it is still too late. β
"It's really an old-fashioned statement, so I'll return your sentence as it is. β
Darnick didn't seem to pay attention to the old man's implied warning words, his voice was still kind, but it sounded a completely different layer on the other side.
"It's still too late, has the Magic Association made all the necessary preparations for our subjugation?"
"Are you serious?" the old man confirmed one last time.
"You're still talking about this by this time, and it's obviously us who issued the declaration of war. β
For such a confident and almost arrogant Danic, Belfabon only dropped one sentence: "You will regret it, Danik Prestone Thousand Circles Tree." β
"I'll be careful not to get to this point, and so should you. β
"That's what it's called a telephone, it's really funny. Another person at the table said after Darnick hung up.
"Well, in this trivial world, it can be regarded as a product of convenience. β
Darnick nodded, unconcerned about this kind of disconnected statement, knowing that it was 1999, when communications were highly developed, and in a few months, humanity would enter a new century of even more rapid development.
His spirit is connected to the barrier that covers the whole of Tulliface, focused on the foreign object that suddenly appeared.
"In the conversation I just had, it seems that my organization has received an ultimatum from the Magic Society. Immediately, the rebels appeared, and the cleaning team that had arrived to eradicate us, a combat-competent clearing team, had invaded the land. Archduke, they're invading your territory, so they're β "
"Needless to say, magician, please understand your position. The man known as the Grand Duke stood up from the shadows and interrupted Darnik's speech, "Servant, Order, Master!"
Darnik was slightly stunned, and then showed a smile full of murderous intent: "Annihilate those who invaded this place, Lancer!"
"Understood. Lancer's voice was equally murderous.
Lancer, who had taken on the task of annihilation, turned into a spirit and left the room.
As he disappeared, Darnick said to the empty room:
"Come in, I'll wait for the Thousand Realms Tree Clan, the masters of the Command. β
"βrude. β
With a soft and transparent female voice, the closed door was pushed open, and the magicians, who were regarded as the hope of the Thousand Worlds Tree family, rushed in.
The first person - Gold Mujik Thousand Realms Tree, an expert in alchemy. From his slightly plump body and his expression, it can be seen at a glance that he is a man of arrogance.
The second person, and the one who spoke earlier, Fiore Flvegie Thousand Trees, uses sΓ©ance and ergonomics. She is both a magician of the Yug Dominia clan with the greatest abilities and a successor to Danic. In other words, she is the next patriarch of the high-profile Yugdomirenia clan. Unfortunately, the radiant female magician's legs do not have the functions of a normal person, and she can only rely on a wheelchair to move.
The third person, Serenikai Eskol Thousand Trees, uses black magic. Perhaps it was because they cut open the bellies of wild beasts and men and kissed their organs for the sake of living sacrifices. Although she has a clean appearance, her whole body exudes a strong smell of blood.
The fourth person - Corres Flvegie Thousand Circles Tree. He is Fiore's younger brother, and unlike his sister's maturity and atmosphere, his face still has a childish spirit that does not match his age, and the magic system he uses is summoning.
Finally, there is the fifth person, Roger Freyne Thousand World Tree. The youngest and most talented of all the people present. Although he is only thirteen years old, he is a famous magician in puppet engineering.
"From now on, you will gamble your lives for the fierce battles to come. Before that, let me give you a glimpse of the Servants that will be summoned in the future, and the scales of their power. β
Darnick said, snapping his fingers.
Around him, oval-shaped light curtains emerged. The light curtain reflected the familiar scenery of everyone present, the boundary line of the Thousand Realms Tree Clan's territory, a hilly area with dense vegetation.
Unlike usual, in what should have been an inaccessible jungle, there was a group of strangers.
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Ps: The Thousand Worlds Tree family is also translated into the Yug Domirenia family, and I always feel that the second translation is more convenient for the number of words, although it is more troublesome to fight.