It's her, it's her, it's really her, our hero, little Nezha.
Mo Shuying wasn't surprised to see the young girl in the summoning circle. As a manifestation of the Spirit Pearl, it could only be the Marshal of the Central Altar, Prince Nezha.
Nezha, dressed in a qipao with flame patterns, glanced at Mo Shuying, then smiled.
"It's you. Why did you summon me, Prince? With your strength, you probably don't need my help, do you?"
Nezha seemed to retain memories of their previous battle with Mo Shuying, feeling somewhat insulted that they, as the defeated party, had been summoned.
Mo Shuying quickly waved his hands.
"Not at all. I've experienced your strength firsthand. While you might not be able to compare to me, you're certainly one of the top combatants here."
"..."
Nezha's expression stiffened. They felt praised, yet it was also a bit odd.
"Alright, since you're here, we can discuss things later. Please step aside; a grand summoning spectacle is about to begin."
Mo Shuying extended a hand to Nezha. Nezha shrugged, understanding the wisdom of making the best of a situation. They placed their hand in Mo Shuying's, and the two stepped away from the summoning platform.
At this moment, Romani spoke.
"The other Masters should also prepare. You can begin summoning now."
There were seven more summoning platforms. The seven chosen Masters stepped forward.
Six of them were the Masters who had remained, and the last one was an old acquaintance: Gilbert, who had repeatedly failed yet never gave up.
After such a long period of reflection, Gilbert had returned to challenge again.
He seemed much more composed than before. It remained to be seen if he would succeed this time.
The seven ascended the platforms, their expressions somewhat solemn.
Mo Shuying had set a high bar for them, but summoning a Deity Servant right off the bat put a certain amount of pressure on them.
What was supposed to be a regular summoning had now turned into a situation where summoning a weak Servant might lead to embarrassment.
"Begin," Romani said.
The group adjusted their breathing and began to summon.
None of the seven used a catalyst. Chanting incantations and injecting Mana, the formations activated, connecting to the mysterious Throne of Heroes!
The summoning was swift. Mo Shuying could sense new presences continuously appearing on the summoning platforms, indicating successful summons by the Masters.
The original six Masters all successfully summoned. There were three men and three women. Mo Shuying didn't know them, so he didn't know their names.
He simply referred to them as Male 1, Male 2, Male 3, Female 1, Female 2, and Female 3.
Male 1 was a handsome blonde. As a flash of light appeared before him, a man in golden armor emerged.
"Servant, Rider, Georgios answers your summons. I am willing to be the sword in my Master's hand, to punish evil and promote good."
Georgios! The Saint who fought alongside them in Orléans. Mo Shuying hadn't expected him to appear here.
"So it's the Dragon Slayer Saint! My name is Eux, please guide me."
The blonde man was named Eux. Of course, that wasn't important. He had heard of Georgios's great reputation and was already very satisfied with this summon.
As for the others...
Before Male 2 appeared a man dressed in Native American attire.
"Servant Caster, Geronimo answers your summons. May the spirits be with you."
Another familiar face to Mo Shuying, the spirit user who had fought with them in the United States.
Next was Female 1.
Before her appeared a blue-haired boy.
The boy looked quite young, perhaps fourteen or fifteen, with scarlet eyes. He had a sword at his back and another at his waist.
"Yo, Servant, Saber, Setanta reporting for duty! Beautiful Master sister, just leave any difficulties or dangers to me."
The blue-haired boy, Setanta, winked at Female 1. Female 1 was a brown-haired girl with glasses, and she seemed to be drooling a bit when she saw Setanta.
Mo Shuying was also stunned when he saw Setanta.
How to put it? Setanta was actually Cú Chulainn, or more accurately, Cú Chulainn in his youth.
At that time, he hadn't yet used the Demonic Spear, nor had he earned the title "Hound of Culann," but he was already a member of the Red Branch Knights and had trained with Scáthach for a long time, making him very strong.
This is quite unexpected...
Mo Shuying had a considerable connection with Cú Chulainn, having met him several times. He hadn't expected to encounter Cú Chulainn's youthful form now.
Shaking his head with a sigh, the remaining three Servants had also appeared.
Male 3's Servant.
"Archer, Paris answers your summons. Master, would you like a delicious golden apple?"
Female 2's Servant.
"Saber! Chevalier d'Eon! I shall guard the beautiful face of my Master!"
The third girl's Servant.
"Assassin, Henry Jekyll. It's a pleasure to meet you, my Master."
With six Servants successfully summoned in a row, Mo Shuying found that he knew quite a few of them.
He had met Henry once before, and he had even fought Chevalier d'Eon. These were all fated encounters; they had previously gone to the Temple of Time, contributing their strength to the subjugation of Goetia and the protection of Humanity's History.
And now.
Mo Shuying shifted his gaze to the last person, the Chaldea staff member Mo Shuying knew best, the selflessly dedicated Gilbert.
To be honest, Mo Shuying was already anticipating it, anticipating Gilbert's collapse, so he could step in and reap the rewards.
He had done this several times before, and he believed Gilbert wouldn't disappoint him this time either.
Meanwhile, Gilbert was gritting his teeth and struggling, just a little bit more! He could feel it was just that tiny bit more!
But that small gap was simply insurmountable.
Was he going to fail again?
This thought surfaced in Gilbert's mind.
But suddenly, he felt a burning gaze from behind him.
That gaze seemed filled with anticipation, and Gilbert's heart warmed. He hadn't expected someone to still be cheering him on!
He struggled to turn his head, and Gilbert's expression instantly changed!
It was Mo Shuying! The nightmarish presence for Gilbert! Gilbert understood in an instant; that burning gaze wasn't hope for his successful summon at all! It was clearly hoping he wouldn't be able to hold on!
"Aaaah!"
A surge of unprovoked anger erupted in Gilbert's heart! He wasn't just making steamed buns, he was fighting for his pride! He would let Mo Shuying know! His recent hard training had paid off!
*"Buzz!"*
Perhaps it was this stimulus that led to the successful summon!
The summoning circle glowed brightly, and Gilbert was dumbfounded. He watched the light in the circle condense into a human form, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain on the back of his hand. He understood!
It was done!
As the light condensed, a young girl appeared before everyone. She wore a yellow kimono, had two sharp oni horns on her head, and long golden hair.
Unlike other Servants who announced their names upon appearing.
The oni-horned girl looked up as soon as she appeared, sniffing with her nose. Then, her gaze locked onto Mo Shuying, and she leapt forward, ignoring Gilbert. She jumped in front of Mo Shuying and spoke with a smile.
"Sniff, sniff~ That's right, you smell like the big sister. Can you tell me where the big sister is?"
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