"The Wind King's enchantment has been lifted?!"

Saber, who was disadvantaged by a moment of consternation, struggled to dodge Lancer's spear that kept stabbing at his head, and even cut off part of his hair by the crimson blade, and the girl who retreated again and again under Lancer's attack resisted the spear with her sword, and the wind that spread and gathered repeatedly blocked the view of the people around her, and Alice Field, whose long hair was flying messily in the wind, muttered in disbelief:

"What the hell is going on?"

Lancer's thrust was blocked by Saber's sword, and the tip of the crimson spear was pinned to the ground with a strong arm that didn't match the girl's slender appearance, and the collision between magic and the Noble Phantasm burst into a frenzied wind that blew their hair up. Saber's expression was solemn, and on the contrary, Lancer always had a confident smile on his face, which added a bit of manly pride to his handsome face.

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"Why are you obsessed with stabbing twice? If you didn't stab Silly Hair's head in the first time, you would have a higher hit rate by directly slashing horizontally, isn't it? Why do you use a forward swing time that is enough to make Silly Hair flash and then stab again?"

The blood-stained index finger stopped at his mouth, and Wang Yu muttered to himself with some confusion, with an angry face.

"Brother of the Minotaur Professional Household, you can't explode a seed, do you have to let me do it myself?!"

The boy who was determined to win the Holy Grail was a little irritated, and he knew how difficult it was to get that thing, even if he calculated every step, he might fall short because of an inconspicuous little thing.

The arrogance and exuberance of destroying the Gilgamesh Treasure is actually more of a vent for the joy of the success of the plan and the tension that had been suppressed before. No one knew that Wang Yu's hands were actually trembling at that time, and if he had reacted a little faster to Gilgamesh, the boy would have been shot into a sieve by the endless treasures, and he would have become the first poor worm to leave the scene.

Wang Hao doesn't mind being a poor worm, but the hope of curing Fran's eyes still needs to be fought by him.

Therefore, he can't die, let alone lose. For Wang Hao, surviving the Holy Grail War without getting the Holy Grail is the same as dying in the Holy Grail War.

Fran

Thinking of the little girl with a sweet smile but unable to hide the pain and sadness in her wine-red eyes, the young man raised his head and looked at the moon in the sky, and muttered a little melancholy.

"I miss you"

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"W-ahh

After a short period of accumulation, Saber used his sword to shake Lancer's spear away, and the magic that had been stalemate between the two sides was like a lake that had been blown open by a dam, and the power that could not be triggered turned into a violent torrent of magic exploded, and the battle of cold weapons burst out with an explosion that was not inferior to technology, and the power of both sides as heroes was undoubtedly revealed.

With the help of the container behind her, the girl lightly completed a reverse jump, widening the distance between her and Lancer in an instant. Lancer was not annoyed by the empty shot, and danced his treasure in place as if showing off, the crimson spear surrounded him like a poisonous snake, and just subconsciously waved it to show his attainment in weapons, which was also another form of oppression of the opponent.

It's a pity that the knight's battle instinct is tempered from thousands of battles, although it is not as subtle as Lancer's marksmanship, but the intuition that has reached this level can already allow the master to unreasonably "predict" the next move. That is to say, Lancer's ostentatious performance will only make the girl more vigilant, and will not be flawed by anger.

"I already know the length of your sword, so I won't be confused by not being able to grasp the distance!"

Lancer stepped forward suddenly, and the spear and broadsword exchanged fire several times, and the girl of the sword seat was obviously at a disadvantage, which made Alice Phil scream in panic, but she was afraid of disturbing Saber's battle, so she quickly covered her mouth.

The spear and sword parted again, and the girl, who had a general understanding of Lancer's marksmanship, gradually regained her confidence.

"You can handle it!"

Her instinct said.

Always smiling with a warlike smile, Lancer dragged the spear forward on the ground, the sharp blade cut a shallow and thin flat wound on the ground, and was immediately lifted by the owner, Lancer's body left an afterimage in the air due to extreme speed, he once again used that "charge" technique, in vain to seize the lead!

The bright red light reflected by the spear was already close at hand, and the girl closed her eyes instead, as if she had given up resistance.

After deducing Lancer's attack route in her mind, the girl who thought she could resist her attack stepped forward with her sword and prepared to slash Lancer here!

"Poof-!!"

The sound of a blade piercing through the body sounded, and the noble blood of the dragon of England spilled over a remote town in the Far East. The girl covered her wound in disbelief and looked at Lancer, who was stained with a little scarlet on the tip of the gun, with a puzzled expression.

"Huh. Radiance just smiled faintly, and didn't say anything to Saber.

“Saber！”

Alice Phil exclaimed in panic, her high level of magical literacy as an android allowed her to abandon chanting and unleash a very effective restoration magic. The wound in the girl's abdomen repaired in an instant, and Saber, who knew that the master was worried about her, comforted her master.

"Thanks, Alice Phil. Rest assured, the treatment is already in effect. ”

"Ahh ”

As if regretful, but also like celebrating, amazed by the difficulty of the opponent, the glorious appearance of the fighting spirit was high, holding the gun in both hands, and once again put on a fighting posture.

Ignoring Lancer's invitation, Saber pondered the cause of her injury, and as if she had thought of something, she touched the armor on her abdomen with her left hand.

"Lancer, I know the secret of your spear. ”

"Oh, tell me about it?"

"Your spear can cut off mana, right?!"

"Hah, that armor of yours was created with magic. If you want to rely on it, you might as well give it up sooner rather than later, Saber. ”

Although there was no positive answer, Lancer's attitude had apparently admitted that Saber's guess was correct.

"In front of my spear, you are no different from being naked!"

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Wang Hao: "Uncle policeman is that dead!