Napoleon frowned slightly, simultaneously feeling a bit of pity for his own Master. Judging from the members of this large team before him, it would be very difficult for his Master to achieve victory in this Holy Grail War, even if he gave it his all. Although he could open up possibilities within the impossible, even if he staked everything, trading one-for-one with King Arthur would likely be his limit.
As for Senji Muramasa, it would probably be very difficult for him to achieve final victory under the combined assault of three Heroic Spirits.
This couldn't really be blamed on his weakness; it should be blamed on the enemy being too powerful. As for whether they could obtain certain rewards and compensation from this grand alliance, that would depend on his little Master's ability.
However, Napoleon did not believe his little Master could gain any advantage in front of these old foxes. The greatest possibility was that while it looked like she had gained an advantage, she had actually sold herself out.
Of course, the most critical thing right now was to first resolve the crisis threatening the world. Thus, facing the gazes of the other Heroic Spirits, this Emperor of France nodded, indicating he would notify his Master. Although in this French Emperor's eyes, his Master wasn't exactly reliable, she should still understand what was more important right now.
The gathering place for the Heroic Spirits was naturally the hotel where Marisbury was staying. Marisbury had, of course, already ordered gourmet food, preparing for a wave of dining table diplomacy. Whether the invited guests were in the mood to eat the food was another matter entirely.
When everyone arrived at the gathering place, Marisbury was already waiting for them in the lobby. To ensure that matters of the World of Mystery would not be revealed to ordinary people, Marisbury had booked the entire hotel lobby for half a day. Half a day should be enough for everyone to finish discussing everything. Do not be fooled by the faint smile on Marisbury's face right now; in reality, he was constantly cursing about something in his heart.
After all, before even achieving victory in the Holy Grail War, he had spent another sum of money, which couldn't be considered small. Although compared to the research funding requested by that bunch of researchers in Antarctica, this was basically nothing, but as the saying goes, even a mosquito's leg is meat. For Marisbury, who had had enough of funding shortages, he truly didn't want to shell out a single cent.
However, if it involved the destruction of the world or something similar, spending a little money shouldn't count as much, right? After all, he was the Director of the Human Order Security Organization. It was his duty. So when it was time to spend money, he still had to grit his teeth and fork it out. having come this far, if all his previous efforts were wasted, he would truly dig open the grave he prepared for himself and lie in it directly.
At this moment, Marisbury was pondering: How can I make this expenditure worthwhile? The answer was naturally to find a way to recruit these magi into his hands. As long as he gained a few more laborers, it wouldn't be a loss.
Oh, magi, hurry up and create your surplus value.
"Thank you all very much for trusting us. In fact, I am not very clear about the specific situation either. Aslan will tell everyone the details. And this is my Servant, Da Vinci."
Marisbury nodded to the Heroic Spirits and Masters present, then introduced the Heroic Spirit standing beside him to everyone. Da Vinci wore a smile on her face and similarly nodded to the crowd.
Among the Masters present, Kiritsugu sighed. He understood that from the moment he sat here, he would lose his autonomy. He could forget about achieving final victory in this Holy Grail War. He already needed a favor, and now he had encountered such a situation. Kiritsugu seriously suspected his luck was super bad... participating in two Holy Grail Wars, and trouble occurring in both.
From this point of view, Kiritsugu and Waver should have a common topic.
Sigma sat next to Shinji. Seeing the look of loss on his partner's face, he couldn't help but pat his partner's shoulder. Shinji had already been properly lectured by Aslan earlier. Although Aslan said it was due to the enemy being too strong and cunning, this purple-haired boy still couldn't just let go of his mistake.
I'm afraid this matter will leave a deep imprint on his life. If possible, this boy truly wanted to ravage the Seventy-Two Demon God Pillars properly. Doing so might help heal this rift in his heart.
Morgan observed this human, Marisbury. To want to establish an organization like the Human Order Observation Branch, the human before her was truly a relatively special existence. Furthermore, Aslan had also said that he was nominally attached to this organization. Judging purely from this point, this organization located in Antarctica should be special enough. Could it be that besides Aslan, there are other non-humans there?
At this very moment, in a certain room in Antarctica, a black-haired "girl" wearing glasses and twin-tails sneezed.
Morgan was also silently considering whether to visit Antarctica later. In these long 1,500 years, she had traveled across the entire continent. Even when the Americas were discovered, she had taken a ship to view them. But she really hadn't been to places like the South and North Poles.
With humanity's gaze relying on various electronic devices to observe this world in more detail, the space for a witch like her to move freely was becoming smaller and smaller. Since the Human Order Security Organization was located in Antarctica, it should possess a certain degree of concealment.
Perhaps for an existence like her who had already transcended the human category and could be counted as a long-lived species, Chaldea in Antarctica might be the final resting place. thinking about it this way, Marisbury, this human, was truly terrifying. Could it be that from the very beginning, this magus was planning to make all the long-lived species still on the surface work for him?
Even if he couldn't make every one of them work for Chaldea, having so many long-lived species simply staying there would already count as a deterrent to many magus organizations.
As for the last two Masters, namely Rin and the Senji boy, these two were somewhat constrained. The former was naturally because those sitting around her were all famous figures, especially this one named Marisbury, who was a Lord of the Clock Tower. At this time, Chaldea's reputation wasn't that big yet; for Marisbury, his identity as a Lord was more famous.
Rin didn't want to deal with the Lords of the Clock Tower at all right now, as they were all old foxes. The latter felt out of place simply because he was just an amateur magus, feeling somewhat incompatible with the others.