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Chapter 1076 - Chapter 1076 Chapter 742 Assault

Chapter 1076: Chapter 742: Assault Chapter 1076: Chapter 742: Assault “Frankly, finding the flow of Spirit Veins in a completely unfamiliar place isn’t an easy task. Luckily, Duanmu Huai and Mash had gained some insights previously at Singularity F.”

“Is this the Holy Grail?”

“That’s what the blue-haired guy said.”

Indeed, standing in front of the Holy Grail inside a cave near Fuyuki City were Duanmu Huai and Mash, along with Medea. When they were at Singularity F, it was the blue-haired guy who had brought them here in search of SABER. According to him, this was the convergence point of Fuyuki’s Spirit Veins and the location of the Holy Grail. Simply put, it was somewhat like a reactor for Magic Power… at least that was how Duanmu Huai understood it.

Duanmu Huai had no idea about the magical theories of this world, and Mash wasn’t very proficient either. However, thankfully, they had Medea with them–this CASTER was the real deal.

“Uh…”

Medea furrowed her brow, intently scrutinizing the Holy Grail before her, showing an expression of difficulty.

“Is there a problem?”

“Sorry, MASTER, I hate to say this, but something about this Holy Grail feels off. The Magic Power it exudes has an air of disaster… Although I don’t know how the original Holy Grail was made, it shouldn’t be like this.”

“Speaking of which, the Grail inside the body of the SABER we defeated at Singularity F wasn’t a real Grail either.”

Duanmu Huai also recalled that at Singularity F, after he defeated SABER, a golden crystal appeared from the opponent’s body, which was then taken away by Rave. According to Rave, that was the Holy Grail he had given to SABER–why call it a grail? It didn’t look anything like a cup.

“However, what surprises me is that there isn’t even a guard at the door.”

As Duanmu Huai spoke, he looked around. Originally, when they decided to come here, Duanmu Huai had been expecting a big battle, given that this Holy Grail was supposed to be the power reactor for the Holy Grail War. In his view, the place should have been full of traps and heavily guarded.

But apart from the Illusion Magic Barrier at the cave entrance, there was not a soul to be seen.

Was this thing just left unguarded?

“Judging by what happened at Singularity F, there’s definitely something wrong with this Holy Grail.”

Mash nodded.

“Unfortunately, we are not insiders…”

“If we don’t know, then we should find someone who does… I remember that blue-haired guy mentioned that the Holy Grail System was made by three families of magicians?”

“Yes, that’s right. I remember clearly too. The Tohsaka family provided the land, the Matou family developed the Command Spells, and the Einzbern Family created the Holy Grail System.”

“Then with this upcoming Holy Grail War, someone from the Einzbern Family will definitely come. We’ll just ask them directly when the time comes. Guessing here won’t yield any results.”

Duanmu Huai shook his head, then signaled to Medea.

“Thank you for your hard work, Medea. Next, please guide us along the Spirit Vein to those magicians’ workshops.”

“Yes!”

To tell the truth, Duanmu Huai knew absolutely nothing about this world–magicians, Holy Grail Wars, all of that–he had never heard of any of it. But that didn’t matter; all he had to do was adapt it to the standards of the Tribunal.

To put it simply, it was a group of psychics capable of using magic trying to open a pathway to the Subspace through a heretical ceremony known as the Holy Grail War.

Well, that made things clear. As a Judge, eradicating heretics was practically his Heavenly Duty!

Thus, there was only one thing Duanmu Huai needed to do.

“Open the door, Tribunal!”

With that roar, like an angry bull, Duanmu Huai kicked open the tightly closed door and charged into the quiet mansion. Although the mansion was enveloped in numerous magical barriers, Duanmu Huai didn’t care about such things. Those mere barriers were effortlessly removed by Medea, and then Duanmu Huai rushed in.

“Damn heretical rabble, in the name of the Tribunal… Where is everyone?”

Duanmu Huai held his War Hammer, looking around the empty hall.

Why was there no one around?

Could it be that they knew I was coming and ran away?

But no matter, can the monk run away from the temple?

“Medea, you said earlier that you felt an evil Mana Aura in this house, right?”

“Yes, MASTER.”

“Where?”

“Below.”

“Let’s go have a look.”

“Yes.”

Under Medea’s guidance, the trio bypassed the house’s barriers and locks, descending the staircase and arriving in a pitch-dark basement.

“Ugh… What is this smell…”

Pushing the door open, Mash immediately covered her nose, while Medea hid behind Duanmu Huai.

“This smell… Truly unclean and evil…”

Without a word, Duanmu Huai reached out and flipped on the light switch next to him.

“Yikes–!”

The next moment, the scene in front of them turned Mash and Medea pale.

In the cold basement, countless oddly shaped insects were desperately crawling around, forming a terrifying sight like a swimming pool filled with bugs.

“MASTER! There’s someone inside!”