55: With the emotional value exceeding 20 million, the adjudicator makes their appearance!

Faced with Sakamoto Masao's interrogation about the Master's location, Nasu Kinoko was unable to answer.

How could he possibly know?

He was just a storyteller!

"I... I don't know..."

Nasu Kinoko's voice was as faint as a mosquito's buzz, filled with despair.

"But... but the Holy Grail grants proof of qualification to the chosen Master, and that is the 'command spells'!"

"command spells are marks that appear on the Master's body, usually on the back of the hand, serving as proof of qualification granted by the Holy Grail! They consist of three seals, and each seal represents one absolute right to command a Servant! Regardless of the Servant's own will, they must obey!"

Absolute Command Right.

These five words caused the breath of all the officials and generals present to catch in their throats.

Sakamoto Masao immediately gave an order to Takashi Takeuchi, who was sitting blankly beside him.

"Draw it."

"Draw the form of the command spells."

Takashi Takeuchi trembled all over. Urged by the agents nearby, he shakily walked to the whiteboard at the front of the conference room and picked up a marker.

The tip of the pen left a crooked mark on the whiteboard.

His hand was shaking too violently.

In the deathly silence of the room, Takashi Takeuchi took several deep breaths, forced himself to calm down, and relying on the memories etched in his mind, drew several command spell designs of varying styles that he had once created on the whiteboard.

Some were shaped like wings, some were combinations of swords and shields, and others were geometric patterns pieced together.

Every design was filled with a mysterious aesthetic.

Looking at these designs, Sakamoto Masao's gaze grew increasingly solemn.

He turned back to Nasu Kinoko.

"Continue speaking."

Nasu Kinoko completely gave up resisting and, as if reciting a text, began to reveal the cruel war he had created, holding nothing back.

"The Holy Grail War has seven basic classes."

"Saber, the Swordsman, is usually the Heroic Spirit with the most outstanding swordsmanship. Their abilities are well-balanced, making them one of the most excellent classes."

"Archer, the Archer, is a Servant possessing powerful long-range attack capabilities, but they are not limited to bows and arrows. Many Heroic Spirits with extremely powerful projectile Noble Phantasms are also classified under this Class."

"Lancer, the Lancer, uses a spear as their main weapon, possesses extremely high agility, and excels at close-range thrusts and combat."

"Rider, the Rider, is a Servant possessing powerful mount-type Noble Phantasms, with extremely high mobility."

"Caster, the Sorcerer, is a Heroic Spirit skilled in powerful sorcery, but usually has weaker close-combat abilities."

"Assassin, the Assassin, is the Class skilled in stealth operations and assassinating Masters. Presence Concealment is their fundamental ability."

"Berserker, the Berserker, is the Class that sacrifices sanity for immense power, and is also the most difficult Servant to control."

Every time Nasu Kinoko mentioned a Class, the intelligence analysts from the Countermeasure Headquarters next to him rapidly typed on their keyboards, comparing this information with the two known targets.

"Report!"

An analyst suddenly stood up, his voice filled with uncontrollable excitement.

"A perfect match!"

"China's 'Li Bai' is one of the most famous Sword Immortals in history. Placing him in the Saber Class is a perfect fit!"

"And the recently appeared 'Shuten-dōji' is the legendary King of a Hundred Demons, known for being violent and chaotic. His behavior perfectly aligns with the Berserker concept of 'sacrificing sanity for immense power'!"

This discovery sent chills down the spines of everyone in the conference room.

Nasu Kinoko's "settings" were being verified by reality, item by item.

Sakamoto Masao's breathing became slightly ragged, and he pressed further.

"Which Heroic Spirits might appear in the remaining five classes?"

Nasu Kinoko's mind was completely blank.

He could only subconsciously pull a few of the most representative names from his vast knowledge base of mythology and history.

"For example... King Arthur of Britain..."

"The great hero of Ancient Greece, Heracles..."

"Or perhaps... the oldest King of Heroes, Gilgamesh..."

Every one of these names was world-renowned.

Dangerous signals flashed in Sakamoto Masao's eyes, and he immediately issued a command.

"Immediately establish a specialized research team!"

"Conduct a comprehensive analysis of all the mythical figures just mentioned, along with their potential corresponding classes! I want to see their legends, abilities, personalities, and all possible weaknesses within 24 hours!"

"Yes, sir!"

...Time flew by; one week had passed since the Tokyo Incident.

The global public discourse was still completely dominated by the term "Holy Grail War."

The secret intelligence agencies of major nations were frantically analyzing every leaked word from the Sakura Country through various channels.

Nasu Kinoko's few unintentional words were treated by them as gospel.

Countless top scholars and analysts were working around the clock, poring over mythological texts from around the world to predict the identity and location of the next Servant.

Meanwhile, the mastermind behind all this was sitting leisurely in a penthouse apartment in Tokyo's Chiyoda Ward.

Jiang Ming looked at the virtual screen projected by mirror image no. 2, which displayed top-secret analysis reports from various national intelligence agencies, a playful curve forming on his lips.

He examined his System Panel.

[emotion points Balance: 23,880,000]

The global cognitive shock brought about by the arrival of two Servants officially pushed his emotion points reserves past the twenty million mark.

Watching the world's major powers dedicate massive manpower and resources to research a few names he had casually thrown out, Jiang Ming felt an unprecedented joy of controlling the entire situation.

But he was also well aware that audiences always crave novelty.

"Azure Lotus Sword Immortal" Li Bai.

"King of a Hundred Demons" Shuten-dōji.

Although two consecutive top-tier Servants with East Asian cultural backgrounds had ignited the East Asian Cultural Sphere, there was still a cultural barrier for audiences in the European and American World.

The novelty was gradually fading.

To harvest broader, more diverse, and more lasting emotion points, this geographical restriction had to be broken.

It was time for a Western "Servant" to appear.

In his mind, Jiang Ming began to screen the template for the third Servant.

This time, the target was locked onto Europe.

A name with the highest global recognition.

A symbol that combined sanctity, tragedy, and faith.

Finally, the image of a young girl clearly emerged in Jiang Ming's mind.

Saint Joan of Arc.

After confirming the template, Jiang Ming conceived an even bolder idea.

Saber, Berserker... the settings for these classes had already spread across the world through Nasu Kinoko's words.

If he were to systematically introduce the remaining five classes, it would be safe, but it would lack surprise.

If he was going to play, he might as well go big.

Jiang Ming decided to add more variables and spectacle to this "war."

He wanted to set up a brand new, special Class for Joan of Arc, one that transcended the Seven Major Classes.

"Ruler (Ruler)."

A neutral manager with special authority, responsible for supervising the normal progression of the Holy Grail War.

The appearance of this character would undoubtedly make the direction of the entire war more unpredictable.

As for the stage of the arrival... Jiang Ming smiled.

What location could be more symbolic, or more capable of igniting global public opinion, than the skies above the St. Peters Basilica in the Vatican?

Thinking this, Jiang Ming stood up from the soft sofa.

He issued a new command to mirror image no. 2, who stood beside him like a shadow of absolute loyalty.

"Go to Europe."

The moment the words fell.

The hand of mirror image no. 2 gently rested on Jiang Ming's shoulder.

The luxurious living room before them, along with the brilliant night view of Tokyo outside the window, was instantly distorted and folded, all colors and lines collapsing inward into an incomprehensible singularity.

The next second.

Their figures completely vanished from the luxurious residence.