The white light dissipated.
However, all the people present were unable to utter a single word.
All the magicians could only stare wide-eyed in astonishnt at the female warrior standing beside Hartress. She looked like she had stepped out of a historical drama, an anachronistic figure that, at this mont, seed to suppress everything before her.
"Heroic Spirit..."
Kayano Riri’s expression changed at this mont, and the young man with white hair was utterly surprised.
"Did you really turn the boundary record into a Familiar Spirit!?"
"What, what exactly is this?"
The pink-haired girl took several steps back, looking at the woman before her in terror. No wonder these magicians reacted this way; even though they, as magicians, had seen countless mysteries, this presence in front of them was vastly beyond their understanding. It was as if they had seen a giant dragon appear in modern tis—a manifestation of ancient, unreasonable, powerful, and incomparable existence.
Just by standing there, the aura emitted by the female warrior already made all the magicians tremble.
But not everyone felt this way.
"I see. I’ve finally understood."
It was at this mont that Lord El-lloi II spoke.
"I’ve been pondering who you really are."
"I told you."
Hearing Lord El-lloi II speak, the female warrior snorted coldly.
"I am Hephaestus."
"I an your Class Level. You stated your True Na, but you didn’t disclose your Class Level, did you?"
As he said this, Lord El-lloi II pulled an invitation letter from his chest.
"I understand now. Placing this invitation letter, luring to the Magic Eye Collecting Train, was ant to mislead the system into thinking there was a Subspecies Holy Grail here. After all, I was once a MASTER, so if I appeared here, the possibility of being mistaken for a MASTER by the Holy Grail System was high. Then, to prevent from becoming a MASTER, you even forged a Command Seal."
As he spoke, Lord El-lloi II looked once more at Hartress.
"But it wasn’t enough. The Servant Class Levels in the Holy Grail War are fixed. You can deceive, but you can’t change them. So... you had to add a whole new Class Level yourself. You used the concept of FAKER, didn’t you? Because the Command Seals are fake, the Holy Grail War is fake, so naturally, the Class Level is also fake... is that right?"
"Uh... Little Hong, I don’t quite understand?"
Seo Shizune, hearing this, tilted her head quizzically and asked Fang Zheng, while Fang Zheng shrugged.
"It’s quite normal. Just like Weber said, Hartress intends to use the Holy Grail War system to summon a Servant, but there’s no Holy Grail War here... You’ve played tabletop gas, right? It’s like pretending to set a story background on the table, creating a character, and then having that character established within that story background... But since everything is fake, it actually becos real."
"Uh... I still don’t get it."
"Simply put, this person is pretending to conduct a Holy Grail War summon Servant here, like kids who play pretend gas acting as Ultraman, but he’s not really Ultraman, right? So even if a real monster appeared, he wouldn’t transform. However, this is a fake stage, and he declared he’s just playing a fake Ultraman, so the world’s understanding becos valid."
"Can it really work that way?"
Upon hearing this, the girls all showed incredulous expressions, while Fang Zheng just pouted.
"The essence of magecraft is to deceive the world, and that’s precisely what he’s doing."
At this mont, Lord El-lloi II’s voice echoed again.
"I once summoned Iskandar in the Holy Grail War, but he did not match his legendary appearance. Initially, legend depicts Iskandar as short in stature, but the one who appeared before was a two-ter-tall giant. His hair and eye color were also crimson, far from the legend. According to records, Iskandar’s hair is described as either golden or black, with eyes depicted as one as deep as the night sky, and the other as brilliant as gold and silver against the azure sky."
"Eh? Isn’t that..."
Hearing this, Gray gasped with surprise, as Lord El-lloi II’s description unmistakably matched the female warrior before them.
"That’s right, this woman. You’re not Hephaestus... you should be called Iskandar in summoning terms, a shadow dancer—a remnant of the king."
A double?
Hearing this, many people were sowhat surprised, but it actually made sense. After all, it was normal for ancient kings to have doubles. If a fake war summoned a fake Servant, it couldn’t summon the actual figure, so summoning a double was quite reasonable.
After all, it’s fake anyway.
"I’m not interested in listening to your nonsense anymore."
The female warrior coldly interrupted Lord El-lloi II, then looked at Hartress.
"Okay now, MASTER."
"Alright."
Faced with the female warrior’s words, Hartress scratched his head.
"I don’t mind fighting here, but it would sacrifice quite a number of Magic Eyes..."
"Wait a mont."
However, Hartress’s words were interrupted.
Everyone turned their heads to see Miss Red Ponytail stand up.
"So it’s you who defeated my lovely students before, right."
"Ah........"
Upon hearing this, the female warrior glanced at Ryougi Shiki and others beside Miss Red Ponytail, frowning slightly.
"Speaking of which, there’s still a score to settle between us."
"That’s right."
Fang Zheng raised his right hand.
"To be honest, I wasn’t planning to get involved in your pointless nonsense, but since you targeted my lovely students, the situation is different. Bla yourself for your foolishness."
Saying this, Fang Zheng stretched out his hand.
Suddenly, a bright red radiance appeared on the back of her hand, and seeing this light, Hartress and Lord El-lloi II were both startled.
"This is...!?"
"How could you...?"
"In the na of the Command Seal, heed my summons and descend!"
As Fang Zheng’s voice fell, the next mont, seven radiant figures descended from the sky, encircling Hartress and the female warrior.
Standing at the forefront was a girl with golden hair and blue eyes, dressed in a bright red lavish outfit, holding a red longsword. Beside her were a woman with long silver-white hair holding a golden longbow with a toy bear on her shoulder, and another woman in a purple tight suit, with long purple hair and an eye patch.
On either side, a girl with a purple single ponytail holding a magic wand blocked their path with a smile. Opposite her, a white-haired girl in a black swimsuit-like outfit, holding a small knife, squinted at the female warrior’s neck.
"Uuuhhhh........"
At the rear, a berserker in a bridal gown wielding a golden hamr let out an angry roar. anwhile, a valkyrie with a long spear of light and a shield prepared for battle.
"You think you’re so great just because you have Servants backing you up?"
Fang Zheng sat back down, folded his arms, and coldly looked at the dumbfounded Hartress and the female warrior.
"You choose, follow the procedure or die outright?"
".........."
At this mont, almost everyone was speechless. Just the appearance of one heroic spirit was enough to leave them stunned, and with Fang Zheng summoning seven Servants, they... had completely given up thinking.
"You... how could..."
At this point, Hartress couldn’t even laugh. He swallowed, looked at Miss Red Ponytail in confusion, and didn’t know what to say.
"Because I’m in charge of the Hall of Heroic Spirits. You’re smuggling under my nose and even using it against my people. Do you think I’m easy to bully?"
Fang Zheng gave a cold snort.
Originally, if Hartress was only dealing with Weber, Fang Zheng wouldn’t bother with it. Besides, El-lloi hadn’t joined the World Tree of a Thousand Realms, right? But this guy was arrogant enough to try to use his students to threaten him - it was a daydream. Do you think the World Tree of a Thousand Realms is easy to bully, or am I easy to bully?
If you anger Laozi, I’ll summon an army of heroic spirits to send you to the Western Paradise in no ti!
If you think the tiger doesn’t show its might, do you really think I’m a sick cat?
As for being too conspicuous, Fang Zheng couldn’t care less. She’s been appearing personally these few tis to make the na of the World Tree of a Thousand Realms known. After today’s battle, the news that soone in the World Tree of a Thousand Realms can summon heroic spirits at any ti and place will surely spread throughout the Magic World.
"Looks like you’re not planning to surrender, so let’s follow the procedure."
With that, Fang Zheng picked up Frostmourne and stabbed it heavily into the ground.
"Sealing."
The battle process wasn’t worth ntioning. If the seven heroic spirits couldn’t even defeat an illegal immigrant, it would only an that they were fake. In fact, the entire battle lasted less than five seconds before it was completely over.
When Fang Zheng lifted the sealing, returning to the Magic Eye Collecting Train, the female warrior had vanished without a trace, and Hartress... had also beco a cold corpse.
"Alright, the trouble here is solved, now let’s address the issue between us."
As he said this, Fang Zheng raised his head, looking at the auctioneer and conductor, who broke into a cold sweat upon sensing his gaze.
"What issue, Miss Red Ponytail?"
"They wanted to take our lovely students from the World Tree of a Thousand Realms as hostages, while you wanted to pluck their eyes. You all have so nerve. Shall we have a good talk about this issue?"
"......What do you want to do?"
This ti, the auctioneer could only bite the bullet. She didn’t want to "follow the procedure," let alone "die outright." Not to ntion, with seven heroic spirits watching them closely, no way, not even The Twenty-Seven Ancestors would dare stay!
"It’s simple."
Fang Zheng extended a hand, pointing at the demon eyes in the Library of Ten Thousand Demon Eyes.
"Na a price for these magic eyes, I’ll take them all."
After all, Miss Red Ponytail isn’t so devil.
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