Li Lin: I was dragged to the Fourth Holy Grail War, but I'm not a Master, and I'm not a cheater. How can I win? I'm waiting online, it's urgent. Aige: The Holy Grail War is so simple, but if it ends too quickly, the honeymoon will be ruined. How can I make them stronger? I'm waiting online, it's urgent. "The bread here is so cheap. Is there a discount because I'm the 100th customer?" "No, that's not the case." "Why?" "Because my name is Sajo Aige, and I—love you."

"Are you my knight?" the silver-haired boy asked, smiling at the blonde girl before him. This was their meeting when they were ten years old.

"Are you my bride?" Gently embracing the blonde girl, his companion for ten years, the boy questioned yet affirmed. This was the story of eighteen.

"Are you my king?" Half-kneeling at the throne, he looked up and smiled at the girl holding the Sword of Victory. The boy's smile was the same as the boy's ten years ago.

"I can be without eyes, but you, and all of Camelot, cannot be without eyes." With a smile, he forever gave his eyes to the girl, who had lost them due to the red dragon's curse. The boy had no regrets. This was twenty-five years of happiness.

"So, Arthur? Pen? Dragon? Artoria, King of Knights, young lady, will you... walk with me for life?" Smiling, he extended his hand to the girl, and the silver-haired boy asked the same question two thousand five hundred years later. This was a bond that had lasted two thousand five hundred years.

Shirou: Huh? Messenger of Justice? What's that? If you love your sister, go fight in the Holy Grail War. If you can't even kill six people in a row, and you can't even take down an EA, what's the point of being a sister-con? I always take it with my face, understand? Excuse me, young man next door, but you actually need Saber to help you fight in the Holy Grail War? I always tear people apart with my bare hands, okay? You can't even tear a Servant apart with your bare hands, and you're still calling yourself Gudako's dad? Have some shame! Today, I'm going to teach you how to fight the Holy Grail War! ...

Traveling through the Type-Moon world, Lin Zhen obtains the True and False Dao Fruits. He must gain influence to achieve Dao and become an immortal. Why not just make a game? The Holy Grail War + the modified Delta has launched! [Misaka Mikoto: Is that CS choosing Red A to block the bridge again?] [Red A: ...] [Sato Kazuma: The idiot planner has updated!] [Kiritani Kazuto: The new map is Secret Babylon?] [Oyama Mahiro: Be a planner for a day, and be a filial son.] [Gilgamesh: Bastards, what are you doing?] Years later, as players continue to play, Lin Zhen's power soars, and he achieves Dao, becoming invincible. Suddenly, someone approaches him, saying, "Humanity is about to collapse." Lin Zhen replies, "There's no need to do anything—just talk to my champion players!"

"I traveled to Type-Moon and gained the recognition of the Root. As long as I can die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become the Lord of the Throne of Heroes, an existence that is stronger and freer than the Seven Crowns." "For this reason, I started to act like a fool in Type-Moon." "I scolded Gilgamesh to his face, challenged the almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, declared that Solomon was a demon god instead of the Son of God in Israel, and stood on Morgan's side in Britain..." "But why am I still alive now?" 1994, Fuyuki. A famous figure in history, the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, assisted by Prince Camelot... The young but weathered-looking Lovi sat on the top of the Fuyuki Bridge, sighed, and looked at the scene in front of him: "Tell me, what went wrong here?" "Or, you kill me and let me ascend to the Throne of Heroes? Please!" Kiritsugu Emiya lit a cigarette, glanced at Artoria who was holding the Holy Spear next to him, the King's Treasure unfolded by Gilgamesh, the red spear tip extended from the Kingdom of Shadows... The hand holding the cigarette trembled slightly.

Bai Ming, 20, is a time traveler from China, having journeyed to the Type-Moon world. A member of Chaldea's A-Team, he beats up werewolves, slaps lovers, argues with gloomy, withdrawn girls, intimidates schoolgirls, and knocks out insomniacs. He owns a simulator system and fears the world isn't violent enough.

In Rome, as a noble, I once engaged in verbal battles with the Senate! In Britain, I fought Germans alongside the Knight King! In the Tang Dynasty, I simply wiped out the aristocratic families and became emperor myself! In Greece, as a human, I danced with the gods on Mount Olympus! ...And now, in the Qin Dynasty, I serve as the Imperial Preceptor, assisting the First Emperor and ensuring the eternal reign of the Qin Dynasty. As a time traveler, I've reached the pinnacle! Unexpectedly, the Chaldeans accuse me of creating singularities and destroying human principles! Facing Gudako and the Chaldean Heroic Spirits, veteran time traveler Le Ang expresses his pity. "Listen, I never intended to destroy human principles!" The Chaldeans respond: "Do you think we'll believe your lies?!" PS: There are some secondary settings for plot reasons, so please don't get too hung up on them.

In 20th-century London, England, a down-on-his-luck wretch transmigrated into the body of a recently deceased young noble. Realizing his own fortune—a car, a house, and the loss of both his parents—a perfect start, Lo Wei's grin crackled. With his wealth, he could live comfortably in this world even without doing anything. An old British aristocrat, the Union Jack!! How could I lose with such a perfect start? "I'm so high!!" Just as he stretched out his fingers to dig into his temple, a familiar, caustic male voice emanated from the gemstone on the table. "Lo Wei, how long are you going to skip classes, you bastard? You're going to have to have Kenneth come and catch you before you come back?!" "Huh? You said... Kenny... what?" "Shh... that's bad luck." ...Current Project: The Fourth Holy Grail War. The introduction is weak, so I'll move on to the main text.

At the end of the 20th century, Hebe Stanton opened her eyes to a world both familiar and strange. Twelve Consuls, seven principles, countless paths... History burned fiercely, the past untraceable.

So Hebe stepped into the fray, setting history on track.

In Albion, she was a court sage. She witnessed the Red Dragon and Lionheart battle for the throne, the blood of Pendragon and Victoria congealed beneath the sword in the stone.

In Egypt, she was the Scribe of Heaven. She witnessed the God-King, reigning over the Great Red Sea, breaking taboos. The desert ruins echoed with the wild words of Ozymandias.

In the East, she walked with dragons, mentored twin generals and retired emperors, and sparked change at the end of the shogunate.

In Atlantis, she granted the pure water spirit a wish to become human. In Shangri-La Kashitiya, she discussed the meaning of wisdom and asceticism with King Jue.

Driven by her will to never truly die (a cheat), Hebe saved others time and again. Looking back, she discovered her followers were as numerous as the sands of the sea.

But before that, there's one small question.

"You didn't remember everything about those Lostbelts, did you?" Miss Heber said in a cold sweat.