With a rapid speed, he threw away Joan of Arc and the others behind him.

The vampire Dracula weaves his way through obstacles until he finally finds himself outside the room where the Great Holy Grail is just a stone's throw away.

Without hesitation, Dracula pushed open the door and found that it was indeed the place to be expected.

In front of you, a wide staircase made of sun-dried brick stretched straight downward, and a huge structure stood there in the form of piercing through the top floor.

It was the universal wish machine filled with blue-white light, the Great Holy Grail of Fuyuki.

"Hahaha!"

Not only is he ahead of many Servants, but he is even ahead of Ruler.

Dracula has finally arrived at the place where the Great Holy Grail is, and all that is left is to forcibly activate the Great Holy Grail and grant his wish.

"That's it, Danick Preston Yugdomilenia."

In the middle of the staircase leading to the Great Grail, a man stood straight.

Hearing the call to stop, Dracula reflexively stopped.

There was something in the other person's voice that made him feel that something was wrong.

"Who are you?"

Slowly descending the stairs, the figure finally stopped not far from Dracula.

This gave Dracula a clear view of his appearance, a young man with brown skin.

And this young man is the master of the Red Assassin, Shiro Amakusa.

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen showed a gentle smile on his face, and then solemnly declared:

"Or should I say you're just a remnant of Darnick, I admire your persistence. But I can't give you the Holy Grail, let alone you now as a vampire!. ”

Dracula only felt like an explosion roaring in the depths of his brain.

For Darnik, even if he forgot his name, he also had a memory that he could never forget no matter what.

It was a memory of the Third Holy Grail War, when he risked his life as a magician to fight.

He could never forget the battle that had begun it all.

But because of this, he was stunned.

"How could it be, it can't be."

"Oh, that's a plain and mundane line for you, Darnick. Since you're still alive, it's not surprising that I'm alive. ”

"How could it be, it can't be! There can be no such thing! Why! Why are you here! Why are you still alive!? ”

Amakusa Shiro Shizhen shrugged his shoulders and said in a relaxed manner: "Of course, it's because I participated in this Holy Grail War, as the master of the red side!" ”

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's words are an absolutely unacceptable declaration for vampires.

Ignoring the speechless vampire, Amakusa Shiro Shizhen continued to shout:

"I've been waiting for this moment, Darnick! The Great Chalice of Fuyuki is mine! Magicians, or rather vampires. Even if it's neither, how can I give you this great holy grail for you who only know how to lead the world to ruin! ”

Hearing this, Dracula was unconsciously bound, and the shackles called fear were unshackled.

"Less!"

Enraged, Dracula takes a step forward in order to accelerate, but then falls to the ground in embarrassment.

"Woooooooo

Dracula looked around and saw that some sharp object had been inserted into his knee.

This is exactly the concept that the Walker likes to use the most to arm the 'black key'.

"Because you're a vampire, I'm sorry that vampires have all sorts of weaknesses at the cost of gaining that unparalleled power."

"It can't stand the sunlight and has little resistance to the Holy Seal. And there is no resistance to purification weapons like the Black Key. ”

It's just that compared with ordinary black keys, the black keys of Amakusa Shiro Shizhen have a better effect.

The red cloth of relics fluttered in the wind, and the silver blades were flying.

Blocking all of Dracula's counterattacks with the black keys that stabbed around him, Shiro Amakusa grabbed the vampire's face.

Subsequently, Amakusa Shiro's aura changed one hundred and eighty degrees.

Now he is no longer the Master, but a completely different existence.

"Well, then, it's time to pray, nameless vampire."

"Kill by me, live by me. I hurt and I heal. No one can escape from me, no one can escape from the watchful eye of my eyes. 】”

"[Be shattered, the losers and the old have all been invited by me. Appoint me, learn from me, obey me. Let's rest. Don't forget the song, don't forget the prayer, don't forget me, I gently make you forget all the weight. 】”

"No need for disguise. Forgiveness is avenged, trust is betrayed, hope is despaired, light is darkened, and survivors are darkly killed. 】”

"[Rest in my hands.] Pour oil on your iniquity and mark it. Eternal life is only found in death – forgiveness is here. I hereby swear that I have regained my flesh. 】”

"Please give mercy to this soul. 】”

"Ah!!h

At Dracula's wail, the monster Dracula, who was formed by the fusion of Vlad III and Darnik, completely turned into ashes and disappeared here.

For Vlad III, who was a devout believer during his lifetime, being purified by a saint after his madness may be the best outcome for him!

And this is the stunt of the Templar Church, the baptismal chant.

As the highest form of anti-spirit magic, it is the only miracle that the Templar Church is allowed to practice.

But even then, it can't reach this level of power.

For the Servant, this thing has no effect.

But no matter how good the sword is, it depends on how its owner uses it.

To the average Templar member, this magic trick really didn't work for the Servants.

But it's not ordinary preachers who use it.

but a true saint!

In the hands of Amakusa Shiro Shizhen, this magic trick was stunned and used an exceptional power to directly purify Dracula!

One can only sigh at Darnik's luck in this regard.

After all, as a saint, Amakusa Shiro Shizhen is not an ordinary restraint against vampires!

And at the moment of Dracula's death, Joan of Arc and others, who were chasing Dracula, finally stepped into the chapel.

"Here!?"

It can only be said that it is very coincidental that the two saints met in such a matching place as the chapel.

The vampires that had been almost completely dissolved in the central hallway were now silent and silent.

And next to the ashes on the ground stood a young man.

Brown skin, similar to silver white hair.

A red sash and cloak draped over a priest's robe.

The moment she saw him, Joan of Arc finally understood everything.

"How can this be!"

It was precisely because of the comprehension of everything that Joan of Arc couldn't help but gasp.

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, it's simply not possible.

The young man in front of Joan of Arc was actually a servant.

No, that's it. Although the situation of the master and the servant deviates from the rules, at least it is possible.

However, the problem lies in his rank.

It's not Saber, it's not Archer, it's not Lancer, it's not Rider, it's not Berserker, it's not Caster, it's not AssasSin.

The servant in front of him is Ruler.

"First meeting, this time Ruler."

"Is it actually the sixteenth servant?"

Even the calm and composed Caron could not hide the shock in his heart at this time.

The same is true of the people on the red side, who hurriedly followed suit.

Only Emiya Shirou was the only one who hugged his chest and watched everyone with a smile.

The reason why the Caron and them understood everything at this time was because they sensed the breath of the servant from the young man in front of them.

"I'm not the sixteenth, Charon. The sixteenth person should be the Ruler standing by your side. Strictly speaking, I should be the first Servant to come to the present world among the Servants present. ”

"Ruler of the Third Holy Grail War, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada welcomes everyone!"