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Tale of the Holy Grail

When the shone of prophecy spoke the future to Apollo, the world went upside down due to Athena's rage and destruction. Demons from the deepest part of tartarus were created, it plunged Armenia bringing death and malice to this world. The Holy Grail which had been sealed was awakened, a trumpet of chaos that sang of cruelty and destruction made Athena's soul yearn for that power. To stop her evil deeds, the gods and goddesses sealed her away—back to Tartarus, and they founded a school that teaches students how to fight and control their magic, where Aisha had been born. Valarie was a puppet—or so how she thought. That girl was neither a puppet nor a human, she was a mortal whose blood runs from the blessing of a God—she was a demigod as well as an Aisha. She was given a chance to live, where a new life awaits her—is a distance wish. Maximilian is the core president of the Elite Circle, a council of elite students who would rule over them. Who was cursed to live his entire life as an immortal being. The curse of time awaits the destruction of Armenia. It was closer than it can ever be. However, when these two fates collide with each other, a shone of fire ignites the path of hope, and brings to life what was a cold and bloodless fate set upon their destiny. P.S I'd like to credit the artist who made my cover. Thank you very much, Urakumu Aero.

Yuriko_Shirayuki · Fantasia
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Chapter Forty-Three: Our Way

"I understand, I will keep that in mind," said Cassandra. "However, may I request assistance when needed?"

Lyrica followed her with a response. "Do as you wish, but take responsibility for the cause of what you did... Anyhow, give us a minute before we send you the information we may have found."

It seems that she really has no choice but to do the work manually. Looking at their situation and time, she'll just have to rely on information by contacting the HQ for personal needs. She can't hack the server as well, because it was made with the authority of their master. 

Breaking the law of their master is punishable in the Valkyrie's own way. If mortals fear death, they are mechanical robots who fear the eternal loop of mentally ill illusions from their panic rooms. It's where mechanical robots reflect and become new. It's where thoughts intertwine, evolving into surreal manifestations of reality.