Anime Girls are Moist

Chapter 1059 1,058: True Master Has Appeared! All Family!

"Infinite mana?!"

Waver blurted out, completely losing his composure.

This flat-out overturned everything magecraft held as common sense.

Even True Magic might not be able to provide truly infinite mana.

Iskandar stared hard at Rei Ao and asked in a low voice,

"You… are you their Master?"

"No, that's not right—you don't have any Command Seals. Then how in the world are you doing this?"

Rei Ao shook his head.

He set his wine glass down and looked calmly toward the battlefield—toward the Hero King, now bruised and swollen, golden armor shattered and battered, reduced to a miserable wreck.

"I'm not their Master."

"As for the method…"

He smiled slightly, a smile impossible to read.

"I have my own way."

Right at that moment—

Gilgamesh was finally blown away by a combined attack, Altria's holy sword swatting him out of the air and slamming him into the courtyard wall so hard it cracked.

He collapsed to the ground, struggling to get up.

But the underworld chains wrapped around him suddenly tightened.

Ishtar's light projectiles and Medusa's chain-sword were also both resting on vital points of his body.

The most ancient of kings now looked like a half-drowned mutt, completely stripped of his ability to fight.

Only the flames of humiliation and resentment still burned in those crimson eyes.

He glared at Rei Ao, lips twitching as if he wanted to spit out some last curse.

And then—something changed.

A fierce red glow suddenly flared around Gilgamesh's body, different from his own mana.

The light carried a distinctly coercive, binding power.

"This is… a Command Seal's forced recall?!"

Iskandar recognized the nature of that light at a glance.

It was Emiya Kiritsugu.

He'd realized his Servant had fallen into a state of critical danger and severe injury, and he was willing to spend a Command Seal to forcibly summon Gilgamesh back to his side.

Waver saw it too, and his heart clenched.

If Gilgamesh was pulled away like this, then tonight's "beatdown" would have to end here.

A twisted expression appeared on Gilgamesh's face—almost like a drowning man grabbing at a final straw, even though this was an unbearable humiliation for him as well.

But just as the red light of the Command Seal was about to fully envelop Gilgamesh and complete the spatial transfer—

Rei Ao casually snapped his fingers.

Snap—

The sound was soft.

It wasn't even as loud as the clink of a wine glass touching the table.

Yet with just that light snap—

The blazing crimson light of the Command Seal, radiating absolute compulsive authority only a moment before, suddenly lurched as though some invisible hand had grabbed it by the throat—

And then… went out.

It vanished completely.

No spatial ripple, no lingering mana, nothing at all.

It was as if Emiya Kiritsugu's precious Command Seal had never been activated in the first place.

"..."

The courtyard fell into dead silence.

Waver's eyes went wide.

His jaw dropped so far you could probably fit an egg in his mouth.

Iskandar sucked in a sharp breath.

For the first time, his gaze toward Rei Ao carried something very close to… awe.

To forcibly interrupt—or rather, erase—the effect of a Command Seal?!

That lay beyond his understanding not only of magecraft, but of "mystery" itself.

Even Altria, Ishtar, and the others showed a flash of surprise in their eyes.

They knew Rei Ao was powerful.

But watching him do this so offhandedly was still staggering.

The sliver of hope that had just risen in Gilgamesh's chest was utterly crushed.

In its place spread a bone-deep chill and… a faint, inexpressible terror.

Looking at the man still sitting at the table, he realized for the first time that he might have… kicked a piece of iron far harder than he'd ever imagined.

Rei Ao slowly rose to his feet.

He walked over to where Gilgamesh lay sprawled like a dead dog and looked down at him from above, still wearing that calm, easy smile.

"Looks like your Master can't save you after all, Hero King."

He crouched down and patted Gilgamesh's dust- and blood-streaked cheek.

His tone was gentle, but there was something in it that made one's blood run cold.

"Now we can have a proper talk—about the 'mistake' that is your existence, and that nasty habit of yours of calling trash 'treasures.'"

The courtyard was filled with a near-solid, oppressive silence.

The only sound was Gilgamesh's heavy, humiliated breathing.

The most ancient of kings lay sprawled on the cold ground,

his golden armor shattered and filthy, covered in dust and flecks of glowing gold leaking from his damaged Saint Graph.

The arrogant majesty that once towered over the world had been replaced by wretchedness and weakness.

Only those crimson eyes still stared up at the utterly relaxed Rei Ao with the venomous hatred of a dying beast.

Amid this strained atmosphere—

The doors of the Tohsaka residence were gently pushed open again.

Irisviel stepped out with two small girls in tow: Tohsaka Rin and Tohsaka Sakura.

There was a faint look of worry on Irisviel's face.

Rin and Sakura, on the other hand, were more curious than anything, though there was a trace of fear there too.

They had clearly been drawn out by the commotion, but were still a little scared.

When Waver saw the three of them—

especially when he sensed that faint but unmistakable contract bond linking Irisviel and little Rin to Servants—

He cried out in shock once again.

"T-they… they're the Masters?!"

His gaze snapped to Rei Ao, filled with utter disbelief.

"You're not a Master! But you… you just ordered the Servants around!"

"And you said you were the one providing 'infinite' mana?"

"How is that possible? What are you?!"

This wasn't just Waver's question.

It was the biggest mystery in Iskandar the Conqueror's mind—and even in the mind of Gilgamesh, still lying beaten on the ground.

How could someone who was neither Master nor Servant interfere so deeply in the Holy Grail War—

To the point of wielding power that outright overrode the rules of Command Seals?

Rei Ao answered Waver's outburst with a small smile.

He didn't reply directly.

Instead, he waved Irisviel over.

Irisviel walked to him obediently.

Rei Ao reached out and gently pulled her closer, settling her sideways on his lap in a natural, intimate motion.

Irisviel's cheeks flushed slightly,

but she didn't resist. She simply nestled quietly against him.

One arm around Irisviel's waist, Rei Ao absentmindedly toyed with the empty wine glass on the table with his other hand.

His gaze swept over Iskandar and Waver.

When he spoke, his tone was mild, yet carried the weight of an unquestionable declaration.

"Iri, Rin, Sakura—they're all my family."

His voice wasn't loud, but it carried clearly to everyone present.

"Family…"

Iskandar rolled the word around in his mouth.

He looked at the natural closeness between Rei Ao and Irisviel,

then at Rin and Sakura, still young but clearly deeply connected to Rei Ao.

His confusion didn't lessen in the slightest.

If anything, it only grew deeper.