“Is such a simple summoning circle like this able to summon a heroic spirit?”

Fury who been listening from outside walk in while looking at the summoning ceremony made by Jay using the material from his Gate of Babylon, hearing his word Jay look at him with contempt.

“How can a muggle like you see it greatness? You won’t even understand even if I explain it to you!”

At his rude remark Fury resist the urge to punch him in the face.

“The summoning ceremony doesn’t need much elaborate preparation, the Grail is what doing most of the work, the Master is something akin to an anchor for the Servant to manifest and supply the mana for them to take physical form, a sort of human battery”

After checking the summoning circle is correct according to the information given to him by the command seal Jay nod and turn to the other.

“Okay, it good you can start now” they nod and nervously step in front of their respective summoning circle and chant while holding their hand in front of the circle.

“Let silver and steel be the essence.

Let stone and the archduke of contracts be the foundation

Let rise a wall against the wind that shall fall

Let the four cardinal gates close.

Let the three-forked road from the crown reaching unto the Kingdom rotate.”

The circle began to light up in a blue fluorescent glow with the runes inside slow shine beginning from the outer ring to the middle.

“I hereby declare.

Your body shall serve under me.

My fate shall be your sword.

Submit to the beckoning of the Holy Grail

If you will submit to this will and this reason…Then answer!”

The light become even brighter, even somewhat hard to look at causing Fury and Hill by his side to back up a little and cover their eyes. Even the air around began to distort and an aura of power start to gather toward the circle.

“An oath shall be sworn here!

I shall attain all virtues of all of Heaven.

I shall have dominion over all evils of all of Hell!

From the Seventh Heaven, attended to by three greet words of power,

Come forth from the ring of restraints, Protector of the Holy Balance!”

At the final verse of the incantation end the light as if a flash bomb explodes blinding all those watching and when their eyes adjust there stood three figure standing in front of them.

A handsome man with gentle calm eyes, clad in a set of leather armor and giving a feeling of a wise man stand in front of Barton, smiling gently and placing his hand in front of his chest bowing slightly to him.

“Archer-class Servant, Chiron, has answered your summons. I hope my knowledge can be of some help to you... In any case, nice to meet you. I'll use all of my strength for your sake.”

Next is Steve’s Servant, a young silver hair man stand facing him look deep into Steve eyes, the pair look straight at each other, neither backing down form the staring contest but after a while the young man smile reaching his hand out and introducing himself.

“Shielder-class Servant, Knight of the Round Table, Galahad, a pleasure to meet you, Master let get along”

“Steve Roger, nice to meet you too, Galahad”

Grasping his hand Steve also smile at his Servant, seemingly pleased at his attitude. Before summoning Steve have prepare himself to deal with arrogant or even evil base on Jay’s description but when he look at Galahad he have a feeling as if they were the same kind of person.

Galahad appearance make Jay a bit surprise as a Shielder is not one of the normal class in the Grail war but an extra one and the only one he know of was Mashu who form a sort of contract with Galahad but he didn’t expect for Cap to actually summon him.

His summoning also raises new possibility for the war, if there Shielder will there be other class? Ruler, Avenger, Foreigner, will those classes also be summoned? If that the case then this will be quite the pain in the ass to deal with.

Jay rub his temple in annoyance then turn to check on Natasha summoning to see who have she summon.

A figure covered from head to toe in black Muslim clothing only showing a pair of black crystal clear eyes void of all emotion staring at the Black Widow and when face with those eyes like that of a snake looking at its prey even Natasha, a trained spy and assassin from early childhood still have a chill down her spine.

The Assassin class Servant after observing her surrounding and the people in the room coldly spoke out in a monotone voice.

“Are you my Master?”

Natasha was about to say yes but before she can open her mouth a giant grotesque arm sprout out from behind Assassin back and reach out toward her chest or more specific her heart, attacking her Master while saying “Our God… has no Holy Grail…” in a wispy voice.