"Haha, hahaha, hahahahaha——!!!"
The Pharaoh burst into laughter. The next moment, an infinite killing intent surged towards Barthomeloi Lorelei. "Bravo! You have spirit! I am radiance, I am the heavens, I am generous! Let me see how long your spirit can endure! How long can you persist in front of me? Until that point—I will spare your life! But—do not attempt to command me. As long as you bore me, the radiance of my glory will reduce you all to ashes!"
"Are you kidding me?" Barthomeloi Lorelei retorted in annoyance. "I've already said it! You are my Servant! And I am your Master!"
"Oh..." The Pharaoh took two steps forward. "Did you realize the trap in my words? Or do you genuinely believe it from the bottom of your heart? It doesn't matter! Even if you pass this time, if I find you boring, the radiance of my glory will burn all of you to ashes!"
"You're overstepping!" Barthomeloi Lorelei took a deep breath. She thought she had been arrogant enough, but because she was Barthomeloi, the Lord of the Clock Tower, no one minded, and no one dared to mind. But now—this Servant of hers was even more arrogant than her!
Moreover... there was a fleeting moment when she felt, deep inside, that "it should be like this." However— it was just a moment.
"You haven't told me your name yet, have you? Rider!" Barthomeloi Lorelei asked, confirming the class of the person she had just summoned.
Although she had her own speculations, it still needed to be confirmed by the Servant in front of her with his own words.
"Haha!"
The Pharaoh laughed. "Since you want to know, then listen carefully."
"I am the great Pharaoh! King of Kings! My name is Ozymandias!"
Indeed—
It was confirmed.
Barthomeloi Lorelei sighed slightly in relief. The Heroic Spirit in front of her was the one she wanted to summon, and it was the one she summoned using that mummy—Ozymandias, the Nineteenth Dynasty Pharaoh of Ancient Egypt.
Ramesses II!
Undoubtedly, he was the top-tier Heroic Spirit... And—now, the Holy Grail War was taking place in Egypt.
With the added advantage of being a familiar territory...
How much power could this top-tier Heroic Spirit display now?
Hum——
At this moment, ripples also gradually emanated from the side.
"Oh, what's this?" Ozymandias looked over. "Other Heroic Spirits? Show me."
"Yes." Barthomeloi Lorelei nodded and said, "In different directions, other Heroic Spirits are being summoned, a total of seven. But... the strongest one should be you, right?"
"Of course, I am the Pharaoh. No one can surpass me!" Ozymandias declared.
"Good! Come with me and take a look, my subjects!"
Then—
At this moment.
A song echoed from the next room—
It was as if covering the entire Kairo, the singing resonated from far away!
"What's this?" Ozymandias showed an interested expression. Without a doubt, this was another extraordinary-level Heroic Spirit—.
From next door, and... it seemed to be attracted by something—!
...
"Success!" Noel Layard looked at the Heroic Spirit in front of him and clenched his fist.
The Heroic Spirit was adorned in a white robe, with long green hair, and had an elegant face that resembled that of a beautiful girl... but not quite a girl.
No... it was impossible to determine it gender.
That heroic spirit was just too beautiful.
"Are you the Master who summoned me?" The Heroic Spirit in front of him said.
"Yes... yes!" Noel Layard was stunned for a moment before responding, "Indeed, that's correct. So, you are..."
"Servant, Lancer, real name is Enkidu," replied Enkidu. Suddenly, he looked into the distance.
"What's wrong, Lancer?" Noel Layard quickly asked.
"Ah... right, in this Holy Grail War, it seems there's more than just one or two with complicated feelings... but, I didn't expect to encounter him here."
Enkidu, with the highest-level perception skills, sensed the familiar aura in the distance—King of Heroes, Gilgamesh's aura!
Then...
Enkidu began to sing.
The song echoed throughout the entire city of Kairo. People began to wonder where the sound came from, and at the same time, his words were indeed conveyed through the song.
...
In the dim underground chamber...
As the fading light revealed the room, the figure summoned in the Heroic Spirit summoning circle became visible.
Draped in a red cloak, adorned with a red top hat and glasses reflecting light.
Holding two guns, one black and one white, he sat on a coffin that appeared out of nowhere.
Then... he slowly raised his head and, in his deep voice, said, "So, you are my Master?"
"Yes." Kazuya removed his gloves, revealing five Command Seals on the back of his hand—the only means to determine if he was a Master—and continued, "I am your Master... if there's no mistake, you are Alucard, right?"
"Exactly."
Alucard chuckled, "Servant, Lancer, Dracula... or now, Alucard, responding to your summons."
Speaking these words, Alucard himself was somewhat confused.
Who was he now?
Undoubtedly, he was Vlad III.
Summoned as Vlad III, the one who hated how he was portrayed as a vampire, was summoned.
He despised vampires, yet now he was simply a vampire himself...
One... designed to hate vampires, a monstrous creature like him...
Longing for his own end, to be killed by humans as an immortal monster...
That was his current identity.
However, it wasn't that simple.
He was not just Vlad III... he was also Alucard.
The Holy Relic used by Kazuya to summon him was the remains left after Alucard's "death," and he would return from there once again.
Possessing the will of Alucard.
And now...
The will of Alucard and the will of Vlad III merged.
In other words, what Kazuya summoned was Vlad III, primarily due to the vampire-hating identity and lack of a distinct will. Simultaneously, the will of another figure with a similar aversion to vampires, derived from the Holy Relic, took over—The Will of Alucard.
In short, the one standing before him, without a doubt, was Alucard.
He was summoned to existence, a life that originally did not exist, and became Kazuya's Heroic Spirit—
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