69novels Chapter 3 Summoning Heroic Spirits
Chapter 3 Summoning Heroic Spirits
Dilt flew at high speed over the sea and landed on an unnamed island.
Upon landing, the golden light spots beside her coalesced into a blonde girl in silver-white armor.
The iris flag she held tightly in her left hand moved like light and shadow in the wind.
It was Ruler—Joan of Arc.
This is the arbitrator that the system requested him to summon to take care of the newcomer.
This confirmed to him that heroic spirits could indeed be summoned.
And it really is from the Type-Moon universe.
Pfft...
This is both a mockery of the world's absurdity and a celebration of the feast that is about to begin.
To be honest, Dilt wouldn't have bothered summoning the Arbiter for help.
After all, I'm not a tool of this broken system.
But upon closer examination, having an additional arbitrator seems to add a bit more interest to the game.
After all, with the adjudicator present, the original battle between the seven masters and servants seemed rather petty.
It would be reasonable for me to double the number of participants, wouldn't it?
After all, this blind system only talks about the Holy Grail War, so how can the 14 vs 14 Grand Holy Grail War not be counted?
In the end, this system is just a pawn for his own amusement.
It will also let it know who the uncrowned king is in this world.
His thoughts were interrupted by Joan of Arc's question.
"Master, who are those two contestants?"
Dieter looked at the petite girl without any condescension.
He gazed at the distant location of the newsbird, a smile on his face.
"One is a passionate young man burning with love for his family, the other is a terrifyingly ambitious schemer."
Joan of Arc pouted and said, "The title 'ambitious man' is really unsettling."
"The world is chaotic because of the information we've been given, but I will definitely work with you to fulfill our responsibilities as regulators."
Dieter laughed and said, "That's really reassuring."
This wasn't just talk; thanks to the enhanced memory from the fruit, he clearly remembered the strength of this saintly woman who saved the nation.
In this world, probably no one can break through the defense of her Noble Phantasm.
Even that magma brat at Navy Headquarters is no exception.
As the wings glided.
A newsbird swooped down and landed on Dilt's arm.
Dilt sat on the shore, enjoying the cool sea breeze and the warmth of the sun on his face.
He gently stroked the newsbird's forehead, took a newspaper, and released it into the air.
"Take care on your journey..."
Joan of Arc sat obediently next to Dieter, her figure appearing much smaller in comparison.
"Master, you're actually a very gentle person. After all, you're an angel."
Dieter smiled and turned his head away without saying a word.
After a while, he said, "Let's go, we've already chosen the next Master."
Dieter handed the newspaper to Joan of Arc, pointing to a line of small print in the corner.
The Straw Hat Pirates, the Rookies from the East Blue
"Let's go, let's prepare to go to the East China Sea."
Dilt stood up, about to activate his ability.
"Wait, Master. I sensed a very strong magical energy reaction. It must be that the contestant from earlier is about to summon a Servant."
Joan of Arc leaned on the flag and gazed into the distance.
Dieter couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
"You're really impatient... Why don't you eat the Flaming Fruit?"
"Ace's heroic spirit, Roger... could it be you? Hahahaha, how could I not join in this fun?"
Instantly, Dilt's pupils turned a golden color.
The Observation Haki spread out along with the wings.
The surging waves, the breath of life, the sky, the ocean, the land, the birds, the beasts, and the people—everything in the world is within our grasp.
Turning our gaze to the Whitebeard Pirates, the scene unfolds before our eyes, making us feel as if we are actually there.
This is one of the powers of the Angel Fruit—"World Surveillance".
"It's been so long since I used this ability, how many years?"
"After all, seeing too much of the same thing just becomes boring. But things are different now..."
Let's turn back time.
After Dilt left, Ace placed his right hand, which bore the Command Seals, on the barrel.
The crowd completely blocked the surrounding area, with the squad leaders squeezed to the front.
Even the white-bearded man, who pretended not to care, secretly glanced over here a few times during the breaks from drinking.
Pirates have no resistance to the idea of summoning heroic spirits.
Ace and the other squad leaders stared at each other blankly.
Diamond Joz stomped his foot, and the deck roared.
"Summon Ace quickly!"
This sparked a commotion among the crowd.
"Yes, let us see it!"
"Summon! Summon! Summon!"
Ace pushed away his family members who were about to touch his face.
"But I have no idea how to summon it!"
Vista, the foil-wielding swordsman, rubbed his mustache. "Didn't Dilt say the Command Spells would tell you? Why don't you ask?"
Ace glanced at Vista speechlessly and turned his hands behind his back.
"You go ask them!"
After he finished speaking, the room erupted in laughter.
It's worth noting that the man with the black beard, whose right hand was already bandaged, kept laughing throughout the crowd.
Chef Sachi brought over a plate of roasted meat: "Perhaps Vista is right, you should ask the Command Seals, but in a different way..."
Ace took a bite of the grilled meat: "Like, using Haki?"
The black-bearded man in the crowd immediately brightened up.
Just as everyone was about to continue their discussion, the white-bearded man drinking in the back spoke up softly.
"Wish... Ace, touch it with your wish mixed with your heart."
Ace seemed to be deep in thought after hearing this.
Blackbeard sneered inwardly, "The old man's talk is so mysterious, but I might as well give it a try when I get back to my cabin tonight."
"Let Ace test it out for me..."
Ace sat down cross-legged and gently stroked the Command Seal on his right hand.
"I want to help my dad become the Pirate King..."
"No..." came the ethereal voice.
Ace looked up and around, but there was no one around, not even the sea.
"Who's talking! Dad, where are you!"
Suddenly the scene changed, and he was pushed by the crowd into a square.
"Want my treasure? You can have it all! Go find it!"
Ace stared wide-eyed at the platform above: "Roger..."
All around was plunged into darkness once more, and the ethereal voice echoed again: "The blood of a demon, questioning the meaning of its birth..."
Ace roared, "Who are you?!"
"My birth has meaning! My father accepted me, and I'll help him become the Pirate King!"
The voice ceased in the darkness, only the Command Seal on his right hand emitted light.
"Since you're feeling lost, go and find out the meaning of being human."
"Go and summon, pursue it in this war."
Having said that, Ace suddenly opened his eyes. Only a moment had passed on the Moby Dick.
He stood up, surrounded by flames. The Command Seals shone with an unprecedented red light.
This aura was earth-shattering, surging outwards across the world along with the ripples of flame.
Red-haired Kaido Linlin slowly opened her eyes.
Kizaru, Aokiji, and Akainu were all stunned.
Dilt's abilities cover this area perfectly.
"Interesting, a big show right after we arrived."
Whitebeard didn't speak, but simply put down his glass and stared intently at Ace.
Guided by the Command Spell, the flames drew a complex magic circle on the deck.
Ace's eyes were resolute as he muttered to himself.
"I declare that you are my servant, and my destiny is to give you the sword."
"If you follow the destiny of the Holy Grail, if you follow this will and this path, then respond!"
"I hereby swear that I am the one who accomplishes all good deeds in the world, and I am the one who spreads all evil in the world."
"Descend upon the Wheel of Restraint, guardian of the scales, the seven days that have bound you with your three great incantations!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a blinding light shot into the sky, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.
Everyone instinctively raised their hands to shield themselves, and gasps of surprise filled the deck.
As the blue light dissipated, the white-haired man, clad in golden armor and wielding a golden spear, shimmered in the sunlight within the blackened magic circle.
He slowly opened his eyes.
"Servant, Lancer! My true name is Karna. Nice to meet you."