"Who are you?"
Looking at the blue-haired man before him, Duanmu Huai asked, as the latter chuckled.
"I am a Heroic Spirit participating in this Holy Grail War, CASTER. Pleased to meet you, the two of you."
"Holy Grail War? What is that?"
"You don't know, MASTER?"
Upon hearing Duanmu Huai's question, Mash looked at him with surprise.
"The so-called Holy Grail War is a battle where seven magicians, known as Masters, summon the souls of historical heroes to fight each other until only one remains to claim the Holy Grail..."
"What kind of Pokémon tournament is this?"
After listening to Mash's explanation, Duanmu Huai curled his lip in disdain. Fighting to the death for a Holy Grail that could supposedly grant any wish seemed utterly pointless. Besides, he didn't believe in such nonsense—if it could really grant any wish... Well, if it could help him smash The Emperor's head, he might just believe.
"So, the one who attacked us earlier was also a Heroic Spirit?"
"Correct."