"My esteemed ministers, do you have any good ideas?"
Seated upright in the great hall, Oda Nobukatsu asked his assembled court with a deeply troubled look.
"Nobu! Nobu!"
A host of bizarre creatures, looking nothing like anything from the real world, eagerly began voicing their opinions.
Watching this chaotic farce, as noisy as a marketplace, Nobukatsu felt the pressure mounting. After all, he was the one these ministers served.
In his previous life, he had been a useless freeloader. Now he had transmigrated into a Heroic Spirit, a being beyond ordinary mortals.
Unfortunately, this Heroic Spirit was clearly nothing special. Even his Spirit Origin was a hodgepodge.
Now Chaldea's royal army was about to come and put him down as a "Rebel" against Human Order.
Having spent three years fighting at Chaldea as a Master, he knew all too well that these event books, which sprang up from who knew what remote corner, were as powerless against a Master as a brat standing in front of a truck.
But he had no choice but to fight back. If a Spirit Origin this cobbled together was sent back, not even his ashes would remain.
He didn't dare gamble on whether the Throne of Heroes would accept him.
Fortunately, he did have something to fight with.
"Bet you didn't see that coming, Chaotic Evil! I brought my entire warehouse from my previous life with me. With these two dozen Holy Grails, you'd be lucky to clear half the story!"
