Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball Wars!.

Chapter 559 559. The Last Tranquility (4K)!
"Well"

It would be troublesome to rest in the room and suffer an attack like the previous one.

I never thought Saber's sword skills would reach such a level.
It seems that we underestimated his level of vigilance.

"But, this trip did yield some results."

Even though his arms had not been reattached yet, he felt it was worth it when he looked at the six dragon balls placed on the table.

This time, at least Berserker was dealt with and all his dragon balls were taken away.

Even though Saber and Caster, who are members of the brave team, have not been defeated yet, it will be no problem.

He already has a way to deal with it.

Under that unstoppable attack, even if more brave warriors came, it would be meaningless.

Berserker's death is the best proof of this.

"Humph"

There was no need to worry about failure, Ainz had already prepared a way out.

Those people must not have noticed this until now.

The only one who knew a little was the deceased Berserker.

Compared to his past self, he is now a completely different person.

Feeling his HP slowly recovering, he began to think about his next move.

The two groups would definitely act together in the future, but this also happened to be in line with Ainz's thoughts.

If you hide here and there, it will be very troublesome to deal with it afterwards.

If we kill together, there will be no worries.

“But not now”

Not to mention the HP that needs to be replenished, what is more important is to wait for the injury to recover.

It is too risky to attack in this situation.

"one day."

"One day is enough for this kind of injury!"

He murmured in a deep voice, and the sound echoed in the dark room for a long time.

"Saber, you must repay that vengeance!"

.........

"I didn't expect you to come back alive, Caster."

"what"

After finding CC, Fulilian looked at the Master who was leisurely drinking tea at a table in a roadside store and thought she was very courageous.

Glancing at Olga who was sitting on the other side, Furlian knew that she was Assassin's Master.

(The Master of Berserker is not here.)
After looking around, Fulilian was puzzled as she didn't detect any unusual magic.

"There's no need to look for Grandpa Rimuru's Master. It seemed to have sensed something before and ran away quickly."

Looking at Caster, Olga sat on the table and spoke.

"Well"

Hearing this, I found that CC didn't say anything either. Fulilian was silent for a while and then turned around and prepared to leave.

"Where are you going this time?"

“Practice.”

"Ok?"

CC was a little surprised to hear what Fulilian said.

"Berserker is dead, but Rider is still unsolved."

"So I plan to go train with Saber."

"If we fail, the world might end."

After giving a simple and easy-to-understand explanation, Fulilian remained calm.

There isn't much fluctuation in the language.
"is it?"

"In time?"

CC didn't ask too many questions, he just expressed his concern in another way.

"Probably. Saber said there might be at least another day left."

"Then I wish you good luck. If you need anything, feel free to call me. I still have this Command Seal left."

"Well, if possible, I don't want to have to use that Command Seal."

She put on that innocent look, still the same as always.

"Your communication is really quite personal."

It was not until Fulilian left that Olga asked in surprise.

"She's always been like that."

“I’ve lived for so long, but it’s not as complicated as I imagined.”

“Perhaps this is the incredible thing about elves.”

Although he has also lived for a long time, CC does not have the "cute and silly" mentality of Freellian.

"Ah"

"But I didn't expect Grandpa Rimuru to fail."

“That might be the variable, isn’t it?”

I sighed, but my thoughts were shattered by him.

“Do what you can”

"It's just as Assassin said."

"You have to hide yourself and act cautiously."

After placing the cups on the table, Olga stood up.

Watching Olga leave, CC just glanced at him without stopping her.

"Sooth?"

Turning the corner, Olga looked at the parrotbill covered with cloth in the backpack and just smiled and touched its head.

"She doesn't seem to have any intention of pursuing you."

"Soo-nan-shi!"

I called out softly, and Sure enough, Weng responded.

"Then let's continue to fulfill our agreement with Grandpa for now."

“Soooooooooooooooooooo!!”

"To defeat Rider, we can only rely on them."

Thinking back to Furlian who had just left, Olga couldn't explain how she felt.

It's clear that if I fail, the world will end, but it doesn't feel real at all.

Perhaps if you have never experienced it, it would be difficult to imagine what a tragedy it would be.

…………

"How about it?"

"Just as he said, the Berserker's Master is in hiding."

"is it?"

Standing outside the city, Xin Meir had been waiting at the intersection watching Fulilian strolling out.

I asked for relevant information, but all I got were guesses that had been discussed before.

"That is to say, it is just as Saber guessed."

"Berserker may not be dead"

"Still alive?"

Touching his chin and thinking carefully about the situation, Xin Meir became serious.

Although what Saber said was absurd, it could still be used as a reference in some cases.

The possibility that Berserker was still alive was raised by the other party.

There's just no actual evidence to prove it.

From Sinmeier and Frillian's perspective, Berserker should have died.

After all, the Dragon Balls that Rider had obtained before were genuine.

If Berserker hadn't died, the Dragon Balls wouldn't have been taken away from him.

"Who knows."

Speculations that cannot be confirmed are always just "nonsense".

Flillian and the others now had no extra energy to explore Berserker's situation.

Rider was injured by Saber and is temporarily safe until his wounds heal.

Rather, this is the time left for them.

"Let's go, I'm afraid Saber can't wait any longer."

"He is a completely different kind of hero from you, Xin Meier."

"Oh, it would be even weirder if it were the same."

The two walked side by side and talked to each other until they reached a certain position, and Furlian then pointed her staff at the ground.

The magic circle emerged from the ground
"But no matter what, we have the same goal, right?"

After taking a look at the magic that was about to be activated, Xin Meir spoke.

Brave.
It is not just a profession or identity.
The responsibilities they bear are what are important.

"Yes."

"Perhaps the elements we were summoned to are for this moment."

With a slightly sighing smile on her face, Fulilian did not regret anything. Even though she was not the final winner, the gains she had gained from it had far exceeded her expectations.

"Sinmer"

"Ok?"

"After you eliminate Rider, if there is still a chance, have a good talk with Saber."

"Yeah, after all, I'm also curious about what the goddesses that Haita has always believed in are like."

"Maybe they are the same super-indecent type as him?"

"Oh, it's possible."

.........

"what!"

After being knocked to the ground, Boruto still had trouble calming down.

"Ah, I lost again."

I couldn't concentrate at all, so I couldn't practice smoothly.

"You have too many distracting thoughts."

"Although my body is comparable to that of a warrior, I can't use it recklessly like this."

Instructing the young man in front of him, Xin Meier smiled gently.

"No, I want to know how you guys achieve that magical reaction."

"He knew where I was going to attack even though he didn't see it with his eyes."

When it comes to this, Boruto couldn't understand it. Even though he had a better grasp of the use of the "wedge" state, he was still beaten back by Sinmei's offensive.

"Well, should I say it's based on feeling?"

After inserting the sword into the ground, Xin Meir thought carefully and gave the answer.

"Feel?"

"Sixth sense?"

Standing up, Boruto was not very clear as a ninja.

"Well, you can think of it that way."

"Instead of following the enemy's movements with your eyes, you rely on your body sense."

The young man who is the Master has potential that even Sinmeier cannot see through.

Berserker's "transformation" of him can be said to be quite amazing.

Given her growth potential, she might be able to rival the Heroic Spirit like Olga.

"Then come again!"

"I will make you spill all your secrets, Xin Meier."

"Hehe, it's not good to be too greedy."

It wasn't as boring and tedious as he had imagined, and Boruto was determined.

Saber had chosen this lakeside location to camp.

(If Rider recovers from his injury, he will definitely come to look for us first. Instead of going to the outskirts of the city, it is better to choose a conspicuous and uninhabited place.)
Boruto followed for some reason. Just then, Frielian and Seiya were exploring magic, so he went to Sinmei for advice when he had some free time.

After all, the fighting style of these people is completely different from that of ninjas. If you can learn it, it will be very helpful in the future.

This continued for about half a day.

"Clap."

Boruto fell to the ground sweating, and rested while panting.

The lines and horns on the forehead also began to disappear.

“It’s a bit better than before.”

"At least I won't be beaten so easily."

Looking at the boy's hard work, Xin Meir chuckled.

"Hey"

Lying on the ground like that, Boruto smiled smugly for a moment, then turned his head to look curiously at the duo who had been sitting on the chairs and pointing at the books on the table.

"Is it really possible?"

Although it is unclear what Saber and Caster are doing, can they really come up with a "magic" to deal with Rider in just one day?
He is not a so-called magician, Boruto doesn’t quite understand.

"Who knows."

"But no matter what, this is the last chance."

"Got to try."

Defeating the devil is no easy task.
As a person who has experienced it, Xin Meir is well aware of the dangers involved.

If you make any mistake, you may be doomed and become a dead soul in the hands of the devil.

Their team did not have smooth sailing at the beginning.
Now, facing the Demon King, only the swordsman and the magician are left.
There aren't even monks who specialize in dealing with curses and providing assistance, or warriors who cover emergencies.

Whether we can win is still an unknown.

After all, they had no way of knowing how many other methods Rider possessed.

"But, isn't it true that you're not sure whether Rider can really use such a move?"

"He's right to think about this."

"Whether or not Rider really behaves as expected, it will not be wrong for us to prepare adequate countermeasures."

"It's always better to be cautious than to react on the spot."

"Well."

Hearing that earnest voice, Boruto recalled his past experiences and could probably understand the danger.

If my dad and Uncle Sasuke had not defeated Momoshiki, everyone in Konoha Village would have been doomed.

I feel distressed no matter how I think about it, because I can't share that burden.

But Boruto knew very well that he would be out of reach in the upcoming battle.

Even though he could freely use the "Wedge" and Momoshiki's abilities, they were still not enough of a threat to Rider.

This is also related to his attack method.
(If I could use sword skills like Seiya)

The Dimension Slash that was able to force Rider back was undoubtedly a very offensive move.

It's a pity that he has no experience with the sword.

(Ah! If only I had more time.)
(So ​​I can practice it.)
Confident in his own talents, Boruto was not discouraged, but a little anxious.

But he could only think about it. In fact, if Boruto really wanted to have the sword skills like Seiya, he estimated that it would take several years.

(It would be nice if Momoshiki could use his time power at will.)
Looking at the wedge in the palm of his hand, Boruto couldn't help but fantasize.

"Take a short break."

"Um"

Compared to the harmonious atmosphere on their side, the situation on Fulilian and Seiya's side was much more intense.

"Are you sure this technique is okay?"

“Is there no risk of a rampage?”

"The construction is not very stable. Maybe consider investing a few times more mana?"

It's not like Fulilian hasn't experienced being "pointed at" by others.

But this is the first time I have encountered such an annoying person.

If it weren't for the good mentality she had cultivated over the years, she probably wouldn't be able to stand such a nagging "old lady".

It's even harder to deal with than Philon.
I am a little curious about what kind of talented people are the teammates who can stay with Saber, a brave hero.

With Seiya's personality, she could already imagine the "lively" atmosphere.

Completely morbidly cautious
That overly questioning mentality is simply impossible to look at.

But if what they guessed really happened, it would make people "speechless".

"Well"

Concentrating her mind and ignoring Seiya's words, Freellian focused on analyzing and constructing.

And in this state
Late night arrived.
"Really? You still sleep badly as always."

Xin Meir said helplessly after covering Fulilian with a blanket, and then walked to the lake.

"Is it really okay for you not to take a rest?"

Looking at Seiya who was still training standing next to him, Xin Meier asked.

“There’s no time for that.”

"It's not enough to just be proficient."

"We must master this magic as soon as possible."

Hearing the other party's serious words, Xin Meir stopped persuading him, but looked at the beautiful lake and smiled.

Saber is really a very "independent" person, and seems to have taken the task of defeating Rider entirely upon herself.

"I am enough for tomorrow's battle. You will only get in the way if you stay here. Leave as soon as you wake up."

"If Rider wants to look for me, he will only look for me first because I have the Dragon Ball."

Although he was "driven away", Xin Meir was not angry.

Although he sounds so naughty, he actually has an alternative idea of ​​"protection".

"If that's your style."

"So I can't give up on people who are in trouble. This is also my "impulsive" behavior as a hero."

"No wonder you're dead at such a young age."

"Uh, isn't that a bit too much? I died of old age, but as a Heroic Spirit my body is very young!"

"They are all old and immortal, so there is no difference."

“It’s a big difference!”

The heroes from different worlds are now communicating and talking with each other.

(End of this chapter)