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[News_Flash_Nick]: Good news: my favorite controversial strear actually listened to advice and plans to retire. Bad news: he's here to ss with our Holy Grail War.
[Angry_Andy]: Platform B, are your brains squashed by a door? How can that scandal strear still be allowed to broadcast?
[Sarcastic_Sam]: Well said. I also have an old friend from the music scene who'd love to co out and stream.
[Dismissive_Dan]: Hmph, everything you're saying is weak. Even combined, you're not as infamous as a single finger of our true Pigeon Lord.
[Tired_Tina]: Alright, this is a VR ga livestream, not a drama comntary show.
[Excited_Eddie]: Oh my god! What a Platform B All-Star lineup!
[Relieved_Rita]: Good, good, good—at least Chester is here with a brain. Otherwise the Black side would be in trouble.
[Laughing_Larry]: LOL!
[Pessimistic_Pete]: Hard to say. With the level of chaos these guys bring, I suspect Andrew will be carrying a hoe to mine resources later.
[Farr_Frank]: That would be very down-to-earth.
Indeed, besides the core trio of Maverick, Chester, and William, the other four mbers of the Black side could also be called old acquaintances.
Professor, Andrew, Danny, and the Monkey.
It could be said that all of Platform B's "high-end talent" had gathered here.
"Maverick, you're not being fair! You made so miserable before!" Monkey complained.
"Don't say that, Monkey. Strength is king~" Maverick grinned.
"What a pity, Maverick. I can't have a showdown with you this ti." Danny sighed dramatically.
"Ah, is there really a need for a showdown?" Maverick raised an eyebrow.
"Little sister, how old are you?" Professor sidled up to William.
"I'm a guy." William's eye twitched.
"Really? Let big brother see your little... ga plan." Professor leaned in.
"Get LOST!" William shoved him away.
"I declare that from now on, this place shall be called the LBW Hall!" Andrew announced grandly.
When there were more people, both the chat and the scene obviously beca chaotic.
It could only be said that everyone present was quite... animated.
This wasn't just Chester's thought.
Max, who had clicked into Maverick and the others' streams to observe, thought the sa thing.
What a circus.
Fortunately, Chester's leadership ability was evident. Plus he had Maverick's support.
So as Chester clapped his hands to gather everyone's attention, he spoke up:
"Everyone, quiet down and listen to . Since this is a team competition, we must show our team spirit."
The room gradually settled.
"After all, people from Platform B must have the ambition of Platform B. The other side is mostly from Platform A. If we lose to them, our title as top strears will be worthless."
Although this event was called an "internal test," it was clear to anyone paying attention that this was also the first major confrontation between the two platforms.
Even though Platform B had more slots overall, the Black faction was the true gathering place for their talent.
The Red faction was more of a mixed bag.
So in terms of team cohesion, Black should have the advantage.
However, since the Red side's spawn locations were random, they didn't need as much cohesion—they could operate independently.
But putting that aside, once Chester spoke, everyone's fighting spirit was ignited.
After all, everyone here was a famous and respectable Master-class strear!
Technical strears!
Seeing the fire in everyone's eyes, Chester added fuel:
"Everyone has played Holy Grail War before, so I won't waste words. The most important factors determining this battle are the strength of the Heroic Spirit itself and the special nature of the Noble Phantasm."
He paused for effect.
"So I suggest we consolidate everyone's Holy Relics and then redistribute them strategically. Let's see which ones are suitable for item combat, and which ones are for Heroic Spirit summon—"
He stopped mid-sentence.
His brain short-circuited.
He'd planned to further ignite their already high morale.
But unfortunately, ideals are beautiful, and reality is a hundred tis more brutal than any ideal. One look at the situation made his plans collapse.
Looking at the silent crowd—specifically, at their empty hands—Chester's confidence evaporated.
[Observant_Oscar]: I feel like Chester's face wouldn't be this dark even at a funeral
[Crude_Carl]: What kind of crappy taphor is that?
[Analytical_Amy]: So why do you top strears play harder than anyone, but when you look at your records, you're all worse than anyone?
[Brutal_Betty]: Yes, although the Red side's personnel are uneven, the Black side here is uniformly WEAK
[Demanding_Dan]: Chester, say sothing~
[Chester_Thoughts]: Chester: I'll say your mom!
Although the ELO matchmaking system was an unavoidable part of every ga, when it truly fell upon oneself, it was a different story entirely.
No wonder these guys didn't even think twice and sat at the sa table with .
It turns out they ALL planned to rely on to carry them!
Especially Maverick.
Even if he only had a scabbard, he could have brought the scabbard! At least it counted as so combat power!
What if he summoned Artoria? He could even do a synergy combo!
Was he really not planning to bring ANY Holy Relics?
Also—did NONE of them ever win a single ga?
Holy Grail War had been released for seven days already!
Peace and quiet. Peace and quiet.
Chester tried to take deep breaths.
In this situation, since everyone had no Holy Relics, it was all up to luck.
Moreover, the Master's template strength could also influence the battle to so extent.
For example, Kenneth or Tokiomi were both very good playable charac—
Alright, I'll take that back.
His peripheral vision scanned the string of "Emiya Kiritsugu" displayed above everyone's heads.
Chester's silence was deafening.
They're ALL playing as Kiritsugu.
Every. Single. One.
Fortunately, Maverick noticed Chester's deteriorating mood.
After pulling Andrew—who was about to bounce on the antique sofa—back down, Maverick put his arm around Andrew's shoulder and said to Chester:
"Don't think about it too much, Chester. Having fun playing the ga is the most important thing."
"..."
"How about this—you set an example for us! Do a random summon, directly pull Gilgash, and we'll win this ga instantly!"
"???"
It could only be said that Maverick truly thought highly of him.
But on second thought... Chester's luck had always been good.
The first ti, he'd randomly summoned Kenneth as his Master template.
Later, he'd been able to pull Drake.
Astolfo was an accident, but objectively speaking, Astolfo's strength was still quite high. With so many Noble Phantasms, it was just that the base stats were a bit low.
Setting an example himself was indeed a good way to start.
Especially seeing Danny who had started pulling William's cheeks, and Monkey and Professor who had wandered off to explore the castle...
Chester felt he really needed to step forward and summon sothing impressive to discipline everyone.
So, after kissing the Lucky Flintlock for good luck and entrusting it to Maverick for safekeeping—
Chester brought a high-backed chair and placed it in the center of the summoning circle in the great hall.
It was like trying anything out of desperation. With this throne-like chair here, at the very least, he could summon a King or a Monarch.
Generally, the strength of Kings and Monarchs wasn't bad.
It would be even better if he had a poker card. In that case, they could directly try to summon Charlemagne.
Thinking this, after setting everything up, under everyone's watchful eyes, Chester began to recite the summoning incantation.
"Co forth! Guardian of the Scales!"
The summoning circle blazed with light.
And then—
"Cool, cool, cool~! You actually summoned ?!"
A familiar voice echoed through the hall.
"You have quite good taste, Master!"
Pink hair. Bright smile. Boundless energy.
"Saber! Astolfo! Bouncing like a rabbit, I have arrived!"
Chester stared.
The chat exploded.
[Mind_Blown_Mike]: ASTOLFO?! AGAIN?!
[Laughing_Lisa]: Chester is CURSED with Astolfo!
[Delighted_Diana]: This is PERFECT actually
[Fate_Fan_Frank]: Wait, Saber Astolfo?! That's actually really strong!
Chester's eye twitched.
Of course.
Of course it was Astolfo.
Why did he even hope for anything different?
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