Chapter 41 - Grand Class? Seriously, I don't believe it.
[Beep beep... The system will now inform the host about usage rules.]
[Servants summoned through this system can only use their current Noble Phantasm and cannot access any other Noble Phantasms.]
[The host can use Live Stream Points to enhance a Servant's Saint Graph, allowing them to unlock a second Noble Phantasm.]
[Saint Graphs can be enhanced multiple times, increasing the number of available Noble Phantasms. The maximum enhancement level is Grand Class.]
[Note: The Live Stream Points required for each enhancement vary. Some Servants will also require special materials to complete the enhancement.]
[Beep beep… Confirming once more: Does the host want to consume 100,000 points to enhance Mordred's Saint Graph and unlock her second Noble Phantasm?]
The system recited the entire set of rules before confirming with Ethan.
— It's possible to enhance up to Grand Class?!
Ethan was stunned the moment he heard the announcement.
The Grand Saint Graph was a Saint Graph aligned with the world itself, far more powerful than a Saint Graph aligned with humanity.
Normally, for Mordred to become Grand Saber, the only way would be for Artoria to turn into a Beast… (note: huh? it's true?)
He never expected the system to be capable of making it happen.
Then again, the amount of points required to reach Grand Saint Graph would undoubtedly be astronomical.
However, after hearing the system's explanation, Ethan no longer felt that 100,000 points were too painful to spend.
— Since I have to enhance a Servant anyway, I'll let Mordred go first this time.
"Confirm!"
[Beep beep… Host's command confirmed.]
[The first-time activation of a second Noble Phantasm requires mana from a Command Spell. Please confirm the number of available Command Spells.]
— It costs a Command Spell too?!
Luckily, he hadn't used all three Command Spells earlier to summon a bunch of Servants…
"Ugh…"
Mash continued fighting against the Dead Apostles, her movements growing increasingly sluggish.
Johanna and Mordred were also in critical condition— they couldn't afford to delay any longer!
Ethan immediately raised his hand toward Mordred, who was still locked in battle with Lancelot.
On the back of his hand, his Command Spell shone brilliantly.
"By the Command Spell, I order you! Mordred, it's time to unleash your second Noble Phantasm!!!"
…
Bang bang bang bang bang——————!!!
Gunfire echoed continuously across the valley's edge.
A Wyvern was struck and plummeted, but in an instant, another one swooped down to take its place.
"Tch."
Emiya Kiritsugu reloaded a fresh magazine while moving at high speed.
How many had he taken down already?
He had lost count. The only thing he knew was that he had to hold these creatures back at all costs.
Whoosh——————————!!!
A long arrow sliced through the air from a distance.
Emiya Kiritsugu instinctively tilted his body to evade it.
The arrow skimmed past his chest— just one second slower, and it would've gone straight through him!
Atop a nearby mountain, a female archer narrowed her eyes, quickly nocking another arrow onto her bowstring. She aimed directly at the battlefield below, where Emiya Kiritsugu was surrounded by Wyverns.
"Run all you want… and die. That is the inevitable fate of prey!"
She, too, had been granted Mad Enhancement by Jeanne Alter, completely erasing the gentle personality she once had— now, only slaughter remained.
"WRYYYYAAAAAAAAAH————————!!"
The Wyverns roared in unison, locking onto Emiya Kiritsugu and diving at him with terrifying speed.
Behind the boulder he was using for cover, Emiya Kiritsugu frowned, setting aside his half-loaded firearm and pulling a dagger from his coat.
At that very moment—
A figure flashed in front of him.
BANG——————!!!
The Wyverns were sent flying, crashing into the ground in an impossible trajectory.
"Are you alright, Assassin?!"
The one who had just appeared before Emiya Kiritsugu was Saint Martha.
At that moment, on her hands—
A pair of divine silver gauntlets gleamed with sacred radiance.
"I heard some noise nearby, so I came to check. As expected, you were here."
"You shouldn't have come."
Emiya Kiritsugu swiftly swapped magazines, reloading before taking down two approaching Wyverns with precise shots.
"Do you really think you can hold these Wyverns back on your own? Not to mention the enemy Servants as well."
But Martha merely shrugged, then stomped against the rock face, leaping high into the air—
And delivered a straight punch to the jaw of a Wyvern.
CRACK!!!
The sickening sound of breaking bones echoed— the force of her punch shattered its skull entirely, killing it instantly.
"My job is simply to distract them, to keep them from interfering with Master's plan."
Emiya Kiritsugu swiftly hurled a series of throwing knives, precisely striking the eyes of another Wyvern, taking down two more.
"As for everything else… that's beyond my control."
"Are you planning to sacrifice yourself, Assassin?"
Martha struck again—
Any Wyvern that dared come close was instantly eliminated.
"I'm simply choosing the most optimal solution. There's no need to think beyond that."
Emiya Kiritsugu raised his Calico M950 once more and continued firing.
"If your 'optimal solution' is to abandon yourself— then I'm certain Master will never allow it!"
Martha turned her head, locking eyes with Emiya Kiritsugu.
"Oh? And what makes you think that kid has such a mindset?"
Sometimes, to achieve a goal, sacrifice was inevitable.
That kid should understand such a simple principle.
But why was this Saint so certain that he didn't think that way?
For the first time, Emiya Kiritsugu felt a spark of curiosity about her answer.
"Because he summoned me and Popess Johanna."
Martha spoke with unwavering conviction.
"The one who can summon us… is the one chosen by God."
"And the one chosen by God— will never abandon his comrades."
"Comrades…"
Emiya Kiritsugu muttered.
That word—
Unfamiliar.
Distant.
And far too extravagant for someone like him.
Servants were merely tools.
Use them, then discard them.
No matter how well that kid treated him, their relationship was simply Master and Servant.
Not comrades.
The roars of the Wyverns echoed through the air.
Martha clenched her fists again, swiftly taking down another one.
"Don't worry! He'll definitely come for us. Until he gets here, let's hold the line!"
The Wyverns in the sky continued their relentless howls—
In the distance, the enemy Servant, Archer, was still aiming at them with deadly precision.
The remaining mana wouldn't last much longer.
But… if Martha said so—
Perhaps, just this once, he would try believing in her.
BOOM——————!!!
Suddenly—
A pillar of crimson lightning erupted from the canyon behind them,
Illuminating the entire night sky!
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