Building a Monster Nation From Zero in Another World

"Rumble~"

"Sizzle sizzle!"

The sudden thunder and lightning drew everyone's attention.

With a bolt of lightning splitting the sky, Artoria and Diarmuid were forcibly interrupted, their expressions serious as they turned toward the red-haired man who descended before them, riding a chariot wreathed in thunder.

His arrival gave the injured Artoria a much-needed moment to breathe.

"My name is the King of Conquerors, Iskandar!"

Iskandar spread his arms wide and loudly proclaimed his presence to the two Servants. "I have descended into this Holy Grail War as the Rider-class Servant!"

"Another one appeared."

Ice Empress narrowed her eyes. She recognized this man as one of the two main targets Rin had been looking forward to facing in this Holy Grail War.

"Saber's hand is injured. She can no longer wield her Holy Sword."

Having watched the duel between Artoria and Diarmuid, Ice Empress had a clear understanding of her own capabilities.

Even without using specialized magic, her A++ rated physical body was already superior to Diarmuid, even when he was using his Noble Phantasms.

As for Saber's light beam attack—she could probably withstand it, but it would likely drain her internal magical energy completely.

"If we move now, we could take all three of them down."

"Not the time."

Rin dismissed the suggestion. "There are still other Servants lurking in the shadows. If Gilgamesh launched a sneak attack during our assault, it would be a hassle."

"Alright."

Ice Empress wanted to ask why Snow Empress hadn't been sent to intercept Gilgamesh, but seeing that Rin didn't intend to end the Holy Grail War tonight, she stayed silent.

As a dependent, she had the right to give her opinion.

But the final decision rested with Rin alone.

Meanwhile, Kiritsugu stood off to the side, silently observing Ice Empress.

The girl radiated a terrifying coldness and an overwhelming amount of magical energy. She didn't look human in the slightest.

The only reasonable conclusion was that she was a Servant.

But...

Something about this whole situation was off.

The one who had captured Maiya was a Servant, and although Rin had Command Spells, he also seemed like a Servant.

Then there was the one who had just arrived.

In such a short span, three Servants had already appeared.

What baffled Kiritsugu even more was how the others clearly regarded Rin as their superior.

'An alliance?'

'No... there's no way an alliance works like this.'

For some reason, a certain image surfaced in Kiritsugu's mind—a legendary figure who commanded powerful, Servant-like beings.

'Don't tell me...'

Kiritsugu was shaken by his own conclusion.

'If it really is that person... just how chaotic will this Holy Grail War become?'

"Hmm?"

Rin noticed Kiritsugu's spiraling thoughts.

But he didn't care.

No matter what Kiritsugu imagined, he could never guess that Rin and the others weren't from this world at all.

It wasn't a matter of plausibility—no one would assume that the Holy Grail could summon Servants from other worlds.

"Though fate has made us contenders for the Holy Grail, I would like to ask you one thing first!"

"Will you join me, and yield the Holy Grail?"

The King of Conquerors declared boldly, "If so, I shall treat you as comrades and share with you the joy of conquering the world!"

"...Huh?"

"What kind of joke is that?"

His words left everyone speechless.

Anyone here, whether Master or Servant had their own desires. How could they hand over the Holy Grail so easily?

Let alone submit to another Servant.

That was an insult to their very pride.

"This guy..."

"Did the world nearly get conquered by someone like him?"

Kiritsugu was at a loss. The legendary Alexander the Great—was this what he was really like?

"Isn't it fun?"

Rin rested his chin on his hand. "To be honest, if I could, I'd like to live like that guy."

"What?"

"I'm not interested in the Holy Grail."

Rin said plainly, "Compared to the Grail, I'd rather win the loyalty of all the summoned Servants."

At that moment, Kayneth finally noticed Waver standing beside the Conqueror.

Just one look was enough for Kayneth to realize the truth behind the theft of his Holy Relic.

And so, a barrage of biting sarcasm and threats poured from him, reducing Waver to a trembling mess.

Fortunately, the King of Conquerors lived up to his name.

He comforted his young Master with ease, then fired back without mercy.

"Hey! Magus!"

"From what I'm hearing, you planned to take this kid's place as my Master?"

"If that's true, then that's absolutely ridiculous."

"My Master must be a warrior who can ride with me across the battlefield!" Iskandar's boomed. "A coward who won't even show his face isn't worthy to be my Master!!"

When it came to trash talk, the King of Conquerors was a seasoned expert.

Kayneth clenched his fists in silent fury, enraged at being publicly deemed inferior to Waver.

Kiritsugu, however, remained indifferent.

He was an assassin.

Assassins didn't need pride or honor.

'It's just...'

Kiritsugu turned his head and instantly noticed the dark expression on the Ice Empress's face.

Apparently, such mockery wasn't entirely without effect.

To someone as proud as Ice Empress, being described as a rat hiding in the shadows was absolutely unacceptable.

"Frankenstein."

Rin called her name, stopping the Ice Empress before she acted. Then he casually summoned another.

"Go. Let them see you."

"Ah ah ah!"

Frankenstein appeared from the void, wielding her massive thunder hammer.

"Bang!!"

The girl leapt forward, bouncing between several containers, then landed like a meteor in the middle of the three Servants' battlefield.

Rin had no specific plan in sending Frankenstein into the field.

He just wanted the Servants present to get familiar with his real Berserker.

"Another one?!"

"A new Servant?!"

Unlike the others, who were just surprised, Kiritsugu was completely stunned by Rin's actions.

'This is the third one.'

'Frankenstein?'

'Is that the Servant's True Name?'

Kiritsugu couldn't recall any Servant by that name, but his thoughts only solidified his theory.

"A Caster... capable of summoning powerful Servant-class entities..."

"The King of Magecraft who, according to the Tanakh, could command seventy-two demon gods—Solomon!"

"...Hmm?"

Kiritsugu's sudden words caused Rin to pause.

"Ah, are you talking about my identity?"

Rin responded, neither confirming nor denying it.

That said...

The more he thought about it, the more it really did seem like he fit the profile of King Solomon.

Especially that line about commanding seventy-two demon gods.

His own skill, [Monster Nation from Another World], functioned similarly in effect.

Even the command structure of those summoned legions had eerie parallels to the demon god armies.

(To be continued.)

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