The fact that the old man secretly summoned Servants went completely unnoticed by both the Black and Red factions. After all, the old insect still intended to remain hidden, so he naturally couldn't let his summoned Heroic Spirits act on their own. What if he ran into the Heroic Spirits summoned by Darnic and the others? Wouldn't he be exposed to the enemy's sight just like that?
On the other side, the contestants of the Red faction arrived one after another with their Heroic Spirits at the church in Romania. Compared to previous Holy Grail Wars, the scope of this one was clearly much larger than imagined. The entire country of Romania was the battlefield. Compared to fighting in a town, it was much easier for battles to break out. After all, deserted suburbs were everywhere, which was very much in line with the concept of the Holy Grail War being conducted in secret.
Moreover, the Black faction would not necessarily abide by the concepts of the Holy Grail War. After all, the entire country of Romania was under Darnic's control. Creating some explosions and accidents was simply too easy. Anyway, the pen was on Darnic's side. Half a century was enough for Darnic to use his abilities to grasp the right to speak in a country.
Under such circumstances, the contestants of the Red faction were naturally secretive, not alarming anyone. They even entered this country through secret channels. It was also under these circumstances that the contestants of the Red faction had no time to communicate with each other before they were, one by one, knocked unconscious by Amakusa Shirou.
Should one exclaim, "as expected of the oldest poisoner"?
Of course, Amakusa Shirou, to the outside world, used the reason of avoiding internal conflict, so everything would be commanded by him, which barely managed to stabilize all the Heroic Spirits. After all, if they hadn't really agreed to be commanded by this priest, they wouldn't have handed over their Command Spells just like that. Of course, Amakusa also understood that to get the Heroic Spirits to recognize him, the most important thing was the safety of these magi. Therefore, Amakusa would not only guarantee the lives of these magi, but also prevent the enemy's Assassins from assassinating them. From this point of view, Amakusa had to be a qualified nanny during this period. But this was also this priest's own choice.
And Aslan, who had witnessed all of this, could only lament that this priest's age and the gentle smile on his face were really too deceptive. If one didn't have a strong intuition, they probably wouldn't feel the sense of incongruity emanating from this priest. How should one put it? He was, after all, a Heroic Spirit summoned as a Ruler, and he was a young man who didn't look very old... So when this priest was carrying out his conspiracy, it still made people feel that something was a little off. How could a young man of this age be able to carry out such a conspiracy? He was, after all, the leader who had led an uprising. Even though he was relatively young, he also had a rare and convincing personal charisma.
Before long, only the last person had not yet arrived. As for that last person, of course, everyone also knew that it was Shishigou, and his Heroic Spirit was precisely Mordred. How should one put it? It was also thanks to Mordred not being so particular, and at the same time, remembering that she was a knight, that she didn't mind this necromancer living in a tomb on a daily basis. If it had been a certain glittering one...
In any case, Shishigou also passed and greeted everyone. But it was a pity that the intuition of these two seemed to be stronger than imagined. With Aslan not showing his face, the Saber team naturally refused. Of course, even if Mordred really did see Aslan, she probably wouldn't have a very respectful attitude towards this elder she had only met a few times. What's more, in the eyes of this rebellious knight, her mother, Morgan, was not a good person, but a mad witch. The matter of Aslan being Morgan's magic disciple was not a secret. As long as Mordred wanted to know, she could definitely find out. And she, who was already a bit childish in her temper, would surely think that Aslan was the same as her own mother.
Speaking of a magical thing, perhaps because Aslan had traveled across worlds and space-time to come to this world and become some kind of anchor, the Mordred here was naturally not the Mordred of this world, but the one belonging to Aslan's world. She had even, as an anchor, attracted that Roman Emperor from her own world. Thinking of it this way, there were really quite a few Heroic Spirits attracted by Aslan as an anchor in this Great Holy Grail War.
On the other side, in a certain room, a golden-haired girl slowly stood up straight. The girl had received a divine revelation. At this moment, it was time to accept the descent of the Saintess. To temporarily lend out her own body, to act as the vessel of the Saintess—for any person who believed in the Lord, this should be considered an honor. To know that in this world where science was constantly developing, could already tell this girl who believed in the Lord that your faith is real. As long as you continue to do good deeds and believe in the Lord, then in the future, you can return to heaven.
As a red stigmata appeared on the girl's back, the originally gentle girl's face gained a hint of firmness and seriousness. At this moment, the Saintess who was famous throughout the world—Jeanne d'Arc—that is, Jeanne, had descended. At the same time, with the Great Holy Grail War on the verge of erupting at any moment, Jeanne needed to rush to the place where the battle in Romania would break out as soon as possible.
On the other side, Amakusa Shirou, who was also a Ruler, slowly opened his own eyes. Amakusa naturally had a certain sense of the Saintess's descent, and at the same time, he also roughly understood in which direction the Saintess had descended this time.
"Lancer... can I trouble you to permanently block that Saintess, this time's Ruler, from the battlefield?"
Upon hearing Amakusa Shirou's words, the Empress of Assyria's lips curled into a slight smile. For his own ideals and beliefs, he was going to directly repel that just-descended Saintess, making her withdraw from this Great Holy Grail War and return to the Lord's side ahead of time? After betting everything on this, where would this little priest end up? She would witness it with her own eyes.
When discussing online or in groups, if one were to participate in a Holy Grail War, who would be the most likely to win or survive until the end, there has always been one person who would be one of everyone's top choices, and that is the Little Sun, Karna. As the son of the Sun God, he himself had great strength, and even had an Anti-Country Noble Phantasm. As long as he did not release his trump card, he himself would also, because of the Sun God's golden armor, recover from his injuries. Most importantly, this son of the Sun God, as a Servant, was really obedient!