Artoria's voice was by no means quiet. As it spread throughout the entire battlefield, it naturally reached the ears of the magi watching the live broadcast. While many magi worried about whether the Holy Grail War could continue, they also began to ponder what kind of existence was hidden behind the scenes. Was Berserker's madness related to this existence?
Napoleon lowered his guard. The person before him did not seem to be lying. How they fought was a matter for the participants. Regardless of whose hands the Holy Grail eventually fell into, it should be a reward obtained after proper participation in the Holy Grail War and a final victory.
Instead of letting them fight here only for the Holy Grail to be snatched by some inexplicable guy. This was something all the Heroic Spirits present absolutely did not want to happen. Therefore, the thoughts of the Heroic Spirits at this moment were all quite similar. As long as the King Arthur before them was speaking the truth, they would first eliminate the guy hidden behind the scenes. Afterward, they would decide internally who the Holy Grail belonged to.
This was just like in the Three Kingdoms era; no matter how the three kingdoms of Wei, Shu, and Wu fought internally, they would all fiercely beat any foreign tribes preparing to invade. After all, the final victor must be the orthodox ruler of the Central Plains, not an outsider snatching the fruit of victory.
To quietly whisper a complaint: Wei, Shu, and Wu could all suppress and beat the surrounding foreign tribes, yet the unified Jin Dynasty that followed... well, let's not mention it.
Meanwhile, the expression on Waver's face as he conducted the live broadcast was not very good. The words "mentally exhausted" and "physically tired" were practically carved onto this magus's face. He just knew it; how could he possibly encounter a task that wasn't troublesome with his luck?
Silently taking a cigar from his pocket, regardless of whether it would set a bad example for some children in the live broadcast, this magus just wanted to properly vent the pressure in his heart right now. He could already foresee how outrageous and special the upcoming battle would be. After all, even King Arthur had stepped forward directly, actively calling for a halt and preparing to deal with the enemy together.
Otherwise, what would be wrong with King Arthur simply disposing of that hindering fellow and then asking them, the organizers, for some rewards?
"Why won't the heavens let me off? Could it be that my Origin itself is 'Encountering Troubles'? Or perhaps it should be counted as a 'Life of Toil'? But neither seems very good, sigh."
Waver turned his face to the side. He felt he would soon have to resign himself to his fate. In this life, my existence is just going to be like this...
Heh... Back then, I shouldn't have stood up to confront my teacher, Lord Kayneth, head-on about our differing philosophies.Then I wouldn't have secretly taken Lord Kayneth's catalyst.I might have spent my whole life pursuing my philosophy, living in poverty, but that seems much better than these days where I feel like I'm going to die from overwork every day.
This magus did not know that he had to work while alive, and he would still have to work after he died. Just as Waver said, perhaps his Origin really was a "Life of Toil."
Before long, two people walked over from the end of the street. Waver was very familiar with one of them. He subconsciously glanced at the sky. After all, extraterrestrial mechas that could park in the sky, rely on sunlight to replenish magical energy, and then descend from the horizon were not commonly seen.
There shouldn't be that red mecha in the sky right now, right?
However, after experiencing the last Holy Grail War, he could indeed confirm that this person was not someone who wanted to harm the world. Since even this person had appeared, it could basically be confirmed that the person causing trouble behind the scenes of this Holy Grail War was absolutely not ordinary.
Whether the Holy Grail War could proceed smoothly was an unknown. Especially given the situation where they were still live broadcasting the Holy Grail War, this was definitely not a very good thing. However, Waver still wanted to salvage the income he might obtain next. The person behind the scenes was not simple, which meant that a battle rarely seen by people might occur next.
In that case...
"Cough, cough. Everyone should have heard that an uncontrollable situation has occurred in the Holy Grail War. However, as a former participant of the Holy Grail War, I guarantee you all that what happens next will be a miracle you could not experience in several lifetimes. Generally, the appearance of such a situation means that the Heroic Spirits are about to face a possibility sufficient to destroy the world..."
Many people watching the live broadcast almost spat out the water they were drinking upon hearing this sentence. How did watching a live broadcast suddenly involve the issue of the world's survival?This leap seems a bit too large, doesn't it?
"Please rest assured, everyone. The Heroic Spirits will definitely be able to resolve the situation that may occur next. You see, the one who just appeared is the Legendary Blacksmith of Britain, Aslan. In other words, we currently possess extremely powerful combat strength. If even that person cannot solve it... Cough, cough. Apologies, everyone, just pretend I didn't say that last sentence."
Many magi gently put down the cups in their hands and narrowed their eyes. In other words, if even that person can't solve it, it would be better for us to just wait for death here?
A disaster sufficient to destroy this world, and one involving battle with Heroic Spirits; what kind of existence would that be? An evil god? Or a legendary Beast of Humanity? No matter which one it was, it didn't seem like good news.
Some magi had already picked up their phones and asked their assistants to book plane tickets to the Far East. After all, watching this had suddenly involved the issue of their life and death. If it was truly necessary, they would also lend a hand. If they were just overthinking it, they would treat it as watching a Holy Grail War from zero distance.
In short, asking them to sit here, ignoring everything and caring about nothing, was impossible.
At least if a bad result arrived, they could still say that before this, they had done their utmost to stop it and fought for it, rather than sitting dryly and waiting for disaster to befall them. Presumably, Waver did not know that his few words had such a special effect. Of course, if Waver knew, he wouldn't be worrying about whether the magi coming for the closing ceremony were strong or not, but rather...
Waver's gaze remained locked on Aslan. According to the information he had compiled, if this person had descended, then the dragon that always followed him must have also descended into this world. Coupled with the fact that this person had lived continuously, possessed various weapons comparable to divine constructs, and had an artificial god, judging from comprehensive strength, he could completely serve as a Grand-class Heroic Spirit.
So Waver wouldn't worry about whether the arriving magi were strong, but whether they could arrive here before the incident was resolved.