Cao Mengde of the Great Han: Descending on Fuyuki to Sweep the Holy Grail War!

On a rainy night in Fuyuki City, blood-red lightning split open a magic circle, and a sinister-looking man in black swept out.

“I am Emperor Wu of Wei, Cao Cao, courtesy name Mengde. Are you the one who summoned me?”

After absorbing the knowledge of the Heroic Spirits, he threw back his head and laughed. The mana in this era was so scarce that even battles between Heroic Spirits couldn’t bring out organized armies?

For Cao the Traitor, who had excelled at ganging up on his enemies in life and fighting with tactics so dirty they had no limits, this Holy Grail War was practically a free win!

Gilgamesh unleashes a storm of swords from his golden throne? A hundred artillery platforms manned by the Qingzhou Army will blast him off his seat.

Saber’s knightly blade is too sharp? Dian Wei and Xu Chu will block the door with their twin halberds.

As for that white-haired beauty beside his Master, Kiritsugu… This king supposes he can make an exception and take a little extra care of her.

From that night on, every Master in Fuyuki felt the same ancient, terrifying force: the warlord-style mental pollution of a hero from the late Eastern Han dynasty.

And this was only the beginning.