The Greatest Holy Grail War

Chapter 3: "Red Team Summoning"

"So you already summoned your servant." A man said.

"Yeah I got impatient." A woman said with a smirk on her face.

"Yeah, you're not the only one. But he was a good servant. Did you? If not you'll be punished." The old man warned.

"Oh no, whatever shall i do~?" She said dramatically, obviously faking concern.

He didn't say anything before he threw a knife at her head. She didn't move and her servant exited his spirit form and grabbed the knife with his bare hands before throwing it back at the man purposely missing his head by an inch.

"Don't threaten my master. And, master, you could have stopped that by yourself, please do not worry me like that again." The grey haired saber servant begged.

"Of course, saber~. I would never do that on purpose~." The woman purred leaning onto her servant with arms around his neck, the blue glowing scar on his neck reflecting on her.

"I see, a saber. You did do good.. and is that a bit of a dragon I sense? You really overdid yourself." The old man smiles creepily.

"He's mine old man, I'd rather you not look at him like that." The woman says.

"I'm sorry for being rude, master, but please don't talk like I'm an object." The servant says before vanishing.

"Tch, whatever. So, who summoned the other servant?" She asks.

"Who do you think?" He asks sarcastically as he stands and starts walking to another room, her following him.

"My cousin of course, he's the only one who would do that in your house of all places."

"Yeah, he got punished for it. But he managed to summon a good servant." He explained as he chuckled, probably remembering the punishment he put her cousin, Alexander, through.

"I see, when are the rest doing their summoning?" She asked.

"Soon, I wanted you to be here for it." With that said they reached their destination, he opened a double door and inside were the five other masters, the old man Himself was one after all.

The rest of the people in the room turned to look at them. One a little kid no older than ten with brown hair and big blue eyes, the youngest master here. His name was Josh.

Another one was a man in his twenties who had black hair and brown eyes. He had a maniac smile on his face that he tried to hide but never could, he was the cousin that summoned his servant. His name was Simon.

There was a dirty blonde haired man with his hair typed in a man bun that leaned against a wall, he seemed emotionless, like a robot. His name was Kevin.

There was another man with orange hair and confidence radiated off of him. His name was eoin.

Then the last person there was a woman in her twenties, she had black hair and green eyes. She wasn't looking at them like the rest were, instead choosing to look at a picture she had in her hand. Her name was Skylar.

The old man, William, spoke to them. "It seems that Chloe has already summoned her servant. But she managed to get a good servant. But that doesn't matter now, it's time to start the summoning!" He smiled creepily and chuckled quietly.

The two had summoned their servants, Chloe and Simon stood to the side while the rest picked up their catalysts that were on the table near the door of the room.

Once they placed it down they all started.

"Let silver and steel be the essence.
Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation.
Let Red be the color I pay tribute to."