Chapter 181

"You are the seventh Master?!"

Tohsaka Rin looked at Lin Yu in shock and despair.

She knew that there was still one Master who hadn't appeared in this Holy Grail War, but she never expected that this last qualification would fall to this mysterious powerhouse in front of her who was strong enough to make one despair!

——Then what were they fighting for?

Hearing Tohsaka Rin's slightly desperate words, Lin Yu smiled slightly and glanced at her:

"Little girl, who told you... that there can only be seven Masters in the Holy Grail War?"

"... Huh?"

Tohsaka Rin was slightly stunned.

Lin Yu lowered his eyes, looked at the Command Spells on the back of his hand, and chuckled: "In the end, the so-called Command Spell system was only developed by magi during the Second Holy Grail War to better command Heroic Spirits."

"Since they could set the rules, I can naturally modify them..."

As he spoke, he extended his right hand, brilliant silver light bursting from his palm, weaving into an incredibly complex magic circle in the air.

The next moment, a wild wind rose, the whistling airflow circling around the magic circle, blooming with incredibly dazzling silver light.

In just a split second, the entire rooftop was illuminated as if it were broad daylight. Except for Bai Zeming, who had his faceplate to shield him, Tohsaka Rin and Emiya Shirou were both blinded by this silver light and subconsciously blocked their eyes with their arms.

Accompanied by the strong response of the magic circle, streaks of phantom images emerged from the circle one after another.

Bai Zeming widened his eyes, staring blankly at the powerful figures in the magic circle.

The first to appear was a majestic man wearing black imperial robes and a crown with twelve hanging beads.

He stood in front of a tall and magnificent palace, turned around surrounded by many civil and military officials, pressed his right hand on the Tai'e sword at his waist, and looked down at the countless neatly arrayed armored soldiers below the stone steps.

"Wind! Wind! Great Wind!"

As his majestic gaze slowly swept over, the soldiers roared with all their might.

As their long spears struck the ground, they stirred up a continuous and uniform loud noise, as if it could shake mountains and pierce the clouds!

In an instant, the momentum of martial might and victory rushed toward them, shocking Bai Zeming's mind, and for a time, he was captivated by it, unable to move.

The scene flashed, the emperor reviewing the troops disappeared instantly, replaced by a dissolute wandering knight.

This man was dressed in coarse cloth, with his chest and abdomen exposed, a blade of white grass in his mouth, sitting astride a stone, a pair of eyes with a sense of detachment glancing sideways at Bai Zeming outside the scene, as if saying: 'Kid, do you have fine wine?'

Bai Zeming was stunned for a moment, finding it somewhat difficult to identify this person's identity.

But soon, he found a clue on the sword at the other's waist; it was a sharp iron sword, about three feet long, with two ancient seal characters engraved on the blade—Chixiao!

The scene flickered again, the wandering knight with the Chixiao at his waist disappeared instantly, and another burly man drinking under the moon appeared.

This man was bare-chested, revealing strong muscles and streaks of scars, his left arm holding a beautiful woman, his right hand holding a wine jug drinking heavily, a pair of tiger eyes staring straight at the Wuzhui horse galloping in front, as if he would throw his wine and leap up to gallop on horseback in the next second.

Beside him, there was also a thick iron spear as thick as a child's arm.

Even through the phantom-like scene, one could still feel the iron-blooded, kingly aura on that iron spear...

The next second, the domineering figure dissipated instantly, and a handsome youth in armor appeared in the scene.

He was riding a tall horse, holding the reins with one hand, sitting upright in a carved saddle, standing on the peak of the Qilian Mountains, letting the north wind whip his scarlet cloak, his young and handsome face full of indescribable ease and pleasure...

Bai Zeming stared blankly at the phantoms constantly flashing in the magic circle.

Qin Shi Huang, Emperor Gaozu of Han, the Overlord of Western Chu, the Champion Marquis...

Had he summoned the entire Throne of Heroes?!

Of course, this was just Bai Zeming's somewhat exaggerated exclamation in his heart.

In fact, Lin Yu was just searching for the Chinese Heroic Spirits of this world.

As early as when he was spying on the outside of the world, he had already noticed the Throne of Heroes that was also outside the world.

Unlike the Root of the Vortex, even magi on Earth could interfere with this thing, let alone Lin Yu!

After the happy and carefree young Champion Marquis, many other Chinese Heroic Spirits flashed by one after another.

Until a certain moment, the slightly illusory scene finally solidified, revealing a peach garden full of flowers.

In the peach garden, peach blossoms were in full bloom, pink clouds were brilliant, and the flowers were scorching.

Many figures sat under the trees where peach blossoms were flying, drinking and chatting, very comfortable.

And at the head of the long table under the tree, there was a middle-aged man who was seven feet five inches tall, with ears hanging to his shoulders, hands reaching past his knees, a face like a jade crown, and lips like painted rouge.

When the scene of the peach garden solidified, the man who had originally smiled broadly was suddenly stunned, as if he had sensed something, raised his head, and looked at Lin Yu outside the scene in the peach garden.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yu smiled slightly and made a 'please' gesture toward the man.

The middle-aged man's expression became solemn, and he immediately stood up and bowed deeply to Lin Yu.

Afterward, he straightened up, swept his gaze over the people at the table, and slowly said something that Bai Zeming could not hear.

As the voice fell, three tall figures stood up one after another and knelt on one knee toward the man.

Just as the third figure stood up, the scene of the peach garden shattered with a bang.

The next second, the magic circle blooming with silver light finally took effect, summoning a figure from the Throne of Heroes outside the world.

That was a man with a dignified appearance, heroic spirit, and majestic posture, holding a silver spear, wearing silver armor, a white robe moving with the wind, rustling.

As the wild wind dissipated, the silver magic circle also disappeared.

The heroic general in silver armor and silver spear swayed, splitting into two other equally tall figures, bowing respectfully to Lin Yu.

"Zhao Zilong of Changshan..."

"Guan Yunchang of Hedong..."

"Zhang Yide of Yan..."

"Greetings, my lord!"

The three thunderous names made Bai Zeming's eyes widen, his face blank.

He stared blankly at the other two tall phantoms, and sure enough, he saw the second brother Guan, nine feet tall, with a two-foot-long beard, a face like a red date, lips like painted rouge, phoenix eyes, silkworm eyebrows, dignified appearance, and majestic demeanor, as well as the third brother Zhang, with a leopard head and round eyes, swallow chin and tiger whiskers, and an imposing aura!

... What's the situation?

How did he summon three at once?

And it was the famous Shu Han dream team!

Just as Bai Zeming was in a mess in his heart, the phantom of Guan Yu stroked his beard with his hand and said solemnly to Lin Yu: "A loyal minister does not serve two masters. Guan's soul has already been promised to His Majesty, so I cannot perform the full rites. I hope my lord will forgive me!"

It was clear that Zhao Yun and Zhang Fei thought the same.

Therefore, after Guan Yu explained, the two immediately bowed and said in unison: "I hope my lord will forgive me!"

"No matter!"

Lin Yu didn't care, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "According to my agreement with Emperor Emperor Zhao Lie, after this matter is settled, I will extract the power of the three's heroic souls and send them to the Shu Han of another world."

"At that time, the three will only be able to stay in the Throne of Heroes and will not be able to step into the world like now."

"However, the Shu Han of the other world will also flourish because of this, fulfilling your lifelong wish to restore the Han Dynasty. I wonder if the three generals are willing to accept this deal?"

The three looked at each other and bowed solemnly: "In that case, we entrust it to you, my lord!"

Lin Yu nodded with satisfaction: "Good!"

Hearing this, Bai Zeming finally understood what Lin Yu was doing!

He must have contacted the Shu Han Heroic Spirits in the Throne of Heroes through some method and reached an agreement with Emperor Emperor Zhao Lie of Han, Liu Bei, to recruit Shu Han Heroic Spirits to participate in this Holy Grail War.

And after the Holy Grail War, Lin Yu would also extract their heroic power and send it to the Shu Han of another world.

This Shu Han should be the world of group member Li Shimin...

Thinking of this, Bai Zeming's expression was strange, thinking that his Big Brother really knew how to do business.

On the surface, Lin Yu used participation in the Holy Grail War as a condition to give the Shu Han Heroic Spirits a chance to restore the Han Dynasty in a parallel world.

In reality, the weights on both sides of the scale were related to the interests of the chat group.

Lin Yu's deal this time belonged to winning once in the Holy Grail War first, and then letting group member Li Shimin win once.

The chat group won twice in total, this was called eating and taking... no, this was called a win-win!

As for Liu Bei and the others who had become Heroic Spirits, they didn't lose out either.

After all, Lin Yu didn't hide the truth, but instead laid everything out, and they were happy to see another Shu Han successfully restored, so they were willing to take the bait.

However... Lin Yu clearly summoned three Heroic Spirits, why was there only Zhao Yun at the beginning?

Thinking of this, Bai Zeming couldn't help but show confusion.

Lin Yu glanced at him, as if seeing through his confusion, and said unhappily: "Isn't it because of you?"

"If you could supply the mana for three Heroic Spirits, would there still be a need for this one-body-three-souls method?"

So it was because of me?

Bai Zeming subconsciously showed shame, then suddenly reacted, widened his eyes, and looked at Lin Yu:

"Wait, me?!"

"Otherwise?"

Lin Yu glanced at him: "You don't really think I'm the one participating in the Holy Grail War, do you?"

After speaking, without waiting for Bai Zeming to digest this bombshell, he waved his hand and transferred the Command Spells to Bai Zeming.

Accompanied by a slight stinging pain, Bai Zeming suddenly came back to his senses, looking at the three Command Spells on the back of his hand with a strange expression.

"... You really gave them to me?"

"Just like that?"

"It's just a Command Spell, how complicated could it be?" Lin Yu shook his head, then said, "Alright, from now on, you are the eighth Master of the Holy Grail War!"

"As for the matters here, I'll leave them to you and your Shu Han dream team."

"As for the current form of Guan, Zhang, and Zhao, it's an attempt of mine. You can practice with Lancer and Archer first. If any situation arises, report it in the group at any time."

Bai Zeming hurriedly said: "Then what about you, Big Brother?"

Lin Yu glanced at him: "I plan to go see Saiki Kusuo first, then go for a stroll outside the world. Why, you want to come too?"

Bai Zeming showed respect and said without hesitation: "Safe travels, Big Brother, have a smooth journey!"

Lin Yu rolled his eyes, flashed, and disappeared from the spot.

Just at this moment, Bai Zeming suddenly remembered something and hurriedly opened the chat group.

【Bai Zeming: @Lin Yu, wait, Big Brother!】

【Lin Yu: What is it now?】

(End of chapter)