Chapter 473

"This Holy Grail War is too ridiculous; the opening is such a big scene, I suspect Fuyuki City won't last three rounds."

On the beach.

The black-haired young man shed a tear for the unlucky Fuyuki citizens.

"Hahaha, I think so too. I feel like maybe by the second night, the city will be gone. Those two are clearly holding back."

Beside him, the blue-eyed, golden-haired guy laughed.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is the Conqueror King's trump card? Facing Gilgamesh and Luo Shu, he still has confidence!"

"I think it should be an extension of his myth as the son of Zeus, like a conceptual Noble Phantasm, similar to Berserker's God Hand?"

"Hahahaha, might as well say it's a Reality Marble."

The two laughed, not taking it seriously.

Currently, it seems Reality Marbles are just field skills.

In Archer's hands, it's just to buff his projection of Noble Phantasms.

Can Iskandar's Divine Chariot replicate a group? The power of A+ is enough to fight Medusa in the Fifth War, but what if it's buffed to A++?

Can it even touch Ea?

If it were a Reality Marble, it wouldn't be possible to have such confidence.

The golden-haired guy pondered: "Alexander the Great unified Greece, conquered Egypt, destroyed Persia, unified two of the four great civilizations, and even made half of India submit. He's equivalent to our European First Emperor; it's normal to have such a cow-like trump card, if it's a Noble Phantasm like a civilization cannon sublimated from this concept, then perhaps….."

"Bullshit！！！"

An angry voice suddenly inserted.

The guy dressed as an Arab roared: "Alexander was a general of Persia; Iskandar is Persian. What do you mean unified Greece? It was conquering Greece and unifying Persia!"

The golden-haired guy was angry: "Fuck, go ask anyone; Alexander is an unquestionable great hero of our European world."

"Ask who? Ask the media of your European world?"

The Arab guy was even angrier, directly sparking a burst of electric arcs and going at him.

……

Holy crap!

They're fighting.

"Hit him, hit him, Master Lei, cut his middle road."

Not far away on a beach chair, Yusaku Kudo pushed his sunglasses, his eyes shining with brilliance, excited, muttering in his mouth.

"Virtue….."

Yukiko Kudo walked over and rolled her eyes, pointing to the middle-aged man in a suit beside her, followed by two solemn-looking young men.

"Looking for you."

The old man reached out and bowed: "Mr. Kudo, long time no see."

Yusaku Kudo's smile froze, shaking his head somewhat helplessly.

Although he used to have to nod and bow to federal high-level officials, now they were bowing so respectfully before him.

It did indeed feel as refreshing as drinking a Pulse in midsummer, but…..

The old man respectfully handed over a document: "Your files in the FBI are all here; all information has been deleted from the root database. Here is a form; if you are willing, you can choose one to fill out."

Yukiko Kudo curiously took it, and immediately gasped.

Good guy.

This is sending him directly into the federal decision-making layer in one breath; entering the White House is like going home.

But why would Arada have such a deep connection with the federal government?

Yusaku Kudo smiled bitterly.

There was a reason why he, a mystery novelist, had such influence, and could even get intelligence from the FBI about the Black Organization.

What is the FBI?

It's a secret service organization, so naturally, he was a secret agent or an informant.

Using the convenience of being a mystery novelist and detective to obtain intelligence was itself serving the FBI.

Of course, he was only in the middle level before, and his status was probably only slightly higher than Shuichi Akai's.

But now it's different…….

Yusaku Kudo's expression changed, becoming arrogant, carrying a downward look: "Fine, you go back first. After considering it, I will talk directly to Mr. Logan."

This posture, even carrying a trace of arrogance, the federal big shot on the opposite side didn't get angry at all, respectfully taking it.

"Then I'll wait for your good news, Mr. Kudo~¨~¨."

Until the person walked away.

Yukiko Kudo was still stunned: "I finally understand what a Sky Curtain Master represents."

Even though she knew early on that once one became a Sky Curtain Master, it was bound to be like leaping over the dragon gate, becoming one of the pinnacles of the human pyramid.

But until this moment, seeing such a federal big shot crawling humbly before him, did she truly understand what the concept of a Sky Curtain Master was.

Yusaku Kudo sighed.

Actually, he would rather join the Master Mutual Aid Society.

Perhaps the power is weaker and the resources are fewer, but the freedom is higher and the atmosphere is better.

………

At the same time.

Private Ginkgo Academy High School.

"Rikka, the Minister of Foreign Affairs is looking for you."

？？？

Let alone Rikka, the girl who said this was also a bit dazed.

……..

Ekoda High School.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Kuroba is truly young and promising. I don't know why, but the old man always feels a bit familiar; maybe this is fate."

An old man with a very majestic aura was now kind and gentle, laughing like an old chrysanthemum.

Kaito Kuroba laughed along with him.

Not familiar?

I went to your house to steal your gems, okay.

Good guy, how much money have you embezzled? The gems are in piles, and they're real.

……..

Almost at the same time the Sky Curtain ended.

High-level officials from various countries swarmed in, holding the greatest sincerity and the humblest attitude, like licking dogs, tirelessly surrounding the Masters.

No way, the gold content of Servants is getting more and more outrageous now.

That is a level that will truly affect the world pattern once successfully summoned.

Yes.

World-class.

Without a Heroic Spirit to suppress the country, they can't sleep at night and have to get up and cry.

Every Master, except for those who are clearly relatives of that person, is a hot commodity.

Even the only Master exposed in the previous round, Kogoro Mouri, ushered in a wave of popularity.

Well, except for a certain Shijo family head……..

…….

Shijo family mansion.

"Minister Ederson, right? Guess if I summon that King of Kings, will I have time to use the Command Spell to pull you guys to be buried with me before I'm killed?"

Ganan Shijo, who had returned from the sanatorium, said to the screen with an expressionless face.

The federal person in charge on the opposite side was numb.

Reacting, he quickly nodded and bowed, making guarantees.

Ganan Shijo just said coldly: "Within fifteen minutes, I want to see the return of the 1184 industries of my Shijo family."

Ederson's face stiffened. ===== CHAPTER 474 =====

Yotsuba Gan-an only said coldly: "Within fifteen minutes, I want to see the return of my Yotsuba family's 1184 assets."

Ederson's face stiffened.