There is a knife, the Japanese Tai Knife.

The knife is three feet three feet long, and the knife is one and a half inches wide.

The blade is like frost and snow, the blade is like a cloud, and even if it is blocked by the scabbard, you can still feel a compelling coolness.

Even from the perspective of the Servants who are proficient in all the weapons of the past and the present, this knife is enough to be called a first-class product, a murder weapon specially born for battle.

Even if it is used in the battle between servants, it is more than enough.

Surprisingly, however, it wasn't any Servant who was holding the sword, but a Master.

The priest named Shirou holds the knife in his right hand, and the middle finger of his left index finger rises and runs it along the blade from the bottom up.

I don't know if it was accidental, or if it was deliberately tested, the sharp blade cut through the priest's finger, and the red blood quickly overflowed, flowing through the hideous blood groove on the blade surface, adding a bewitching color to this treasure knife.

Shirou, whose finger was scratched, had no fluctuation on his face, and he didn't seem to take the scratch on his finger to heart at all. He took a knife in his hand, and when he put it in front of him again, the blade was as clear as ever, reflecting the boy's brown skin and white broken hair like a mirror.

Finally, glancing at the two-character inscription at the end of the blade that was dazzled by the reflection, the young man in a monastic uniform that had not changed for 10,000 years inserted the sword into the scabbard, revealing a sincere smile from the heart.

"Thank you, Caster, for making such a good knife. ”

"No, no, my strength is not worth mentioning at all, just because that knife is a rare knife in the first place. Otherwise, it will not be able to reach the level of C-level Noble Phantasm in any case. ”

Although it is not known whether Shakespeare is really being modest or saying the opposite, the term "C-class treasure" still surprises the servants, including the assassin Semiramis.

"-Huh?"

"What's going on? Can you create a Noble Phantasm?"

"Your inherent skills...... It's supposed to be 'enchant', is that the power?"

"That's right. ”

In response to Semiramis's question, Shakespeare puffed out his chest triumphantly in affirmation.

Strictly speaking, this skill of Red Caster - Shakespeare cannot be called magic. It is impossible to strengthen the equipment to the level of a treasure with simple enhancement magic.

But he didn't cast magic on the knife either. It's just a matter of looking at the knife Shirou handed him and "writing" how sharp it is and what a bloodthirsty product it is.

Words and words can distort the present world, and this is the ability of writers to be followers, and Shakespeare is the most outstanding writer in human history, so he can make the impossible possible.

Conceptual armament – There is an armament in the world that does not exert its effect by physical force, but by the concept of the object itself. With Shakespeare's soul-infused writing, even if the object is just a small stone on the side of the road, it can fully have the concept of nirvana.

Of course, there are limits to this ability. Depending on the level of the depicted object itself, it is possible to create a Noble Phantasm with a minimum of E rank and a maximum of C grade.

“…… May I ask a question, why don't you fight with this?"

Karna, who remained silent, asked, his question was indeed reasonable. Since you can turn a mere sword into a treasure, just take it and fight.

"We don't write our own stories, because we only have the ability to weave other people's stories, and we don't have anything else to write. Moreover, we want to see the end of the Holy Grail War with our own eyes. ”

Shakespeare replied in a firm tone.

Karna understood what he meant, and said with a frown:

"That means I'm afraid of trouble. ”

"Well, almost. ”

Hmm- Karna nodded in understanding.

"Then it can't be helped. Your goal is to write about someone other than yourself. Whether the result is ruin or tragedy, you have to write to the end. So surviving until the last minute is your goal. Fighting on the front line is naturally impossible. ”

To this cold sentence, Shakespeare smiled with joy:

"We must be like this! whether it is happiness or unhappiness, or the truth of despair! Until the end, watching your stories is the mission of our generation!"

As a servant summoned by the Holy Grail War, this is really a line that does not fit his identity at all. He said it in no uncertain terms - he was going to watch it until the end.

In this regard, Atalanta and Achilles no longer know whether to feel helpless or angry.

"Master, what do you want to ...... with this knife?"

"Do you need to ask? As a last resort, of course. Shirou said, taking out what he had already prepared from his bosom.

Cotton rope with a knife handle is an indispensable tool that is wound around the handle to increase the friction between the knife and the hand to improve the feel.

The lower thread of the scabbard is used to secure the scabbard to the belt and make it easy to carry.

Wrapping the cotton rope around the handle of the knife and sling it around his waist, Shirou nodded with satisfaction.

"With that, the final preparations are also completed. ”

"You want to go to war?" Semiramis's face changed, and he shook his head again and again, "No, you are the master, and you can leave the battle or something to our servants." ”

"You seem to have accumulated a lot of combat experience, but after all, you are still a human. ”

"If you run into the other party's servant, then it's over. ”

As Achilles and Atalanta said, compared to the Servants, the Master, who is still in the realm of humans, is too fragile to change this reality even if he has a treasure.

Generally speaking, the Master should never run to the front line under any circumstances. Servants don't necessarily target only Servants. If the enemy master is a rational thinker, and when he sees a master running to the front line with a swagger, he will usually order his servants to kill him. As soon as the master dies, the countdown to the slave's death begins. At least it is impossible to continue the fight with full force.

What's more, the battle that follows is undoubtedly a major battle. Not only did the servants and followers collide with each other, but even all the chess pieces had to be mobilized, and it was a war of unprecedented scale.

In such a situation, as a mere human being, it was unbearable for him to think about it.

"Don't measure me by the standards of the average human being, I'm strong. "I don't know if his youthful looks and gentle smile are so deceptive that no one takes his statements seriously.

Achilles shook his hand like a fly: "Yes, yes, I know you are strong among humans, but leave the battle to us." ”

"I'm really strong!"

Facing the Master, who boasted of his strength like a child, Semiramis sighed.

"Master, no matter how confident you may be, remember that you are my master, and your death is equal to my death. So, please don't risk your life. ”

When it comes to this, Shirou can only agree.

"Okay. I won't fight when you can handle it, but if something unexpected happens—"

"With us, there will be no accidents!" Achilles shook his hair in a dashing manner, "you can enjoy the bravery of our waiting here in peace." ”

"I'll leave it to you. Shirou took a deep look at the city of Mirenya, which could already be vaguely discerned, and suppressed some boiling blood.

"It seems that Black has already discovered us, and I can feel that they are in some kind of confusion. ”

With the archer's skill "clairvoyance", Atalanta was able to grasp the situation of a walled city that was shrouded in darkness for many kilometers. Relying on the instinct of a beast, she could also feel the breath that her eyes could not see.

"In that case, I'll take advantage of the moment to line up the 'miscellaneous soldiers'. ”

Semiramis raised his hand high, and a cauldron with a diameter of three meters appeared in front of everyone's eyes as suspended in the air.

"Miscellaneous soldiers?"

Achilles looked at Semiramis suspiciously, and the latter smiled seductively.

"A war has only generals, and it is not very decent without soldiers. Even if it's just a mere android or puppet, it's quite annoying to get together. I'm going to pick some dragon tooth soldiers, if there are 3,000, it should be enough, right?"

Dragon's Tooth Soldiers made from Dragon's Tooth are all miscellaneous soldiers that are thrown away when they run out...... However, no matter how much you use it up and throw it away, the number of 3,000 people is really too abnormal.

"Of course, the more the better...... But Assassin, that's impossible anyway, right?"

"Generally speaking, of course, it's not possible. But as long as I'm in this garden in the sky, there's nothing I can't do. ”

In response to Achilles' question, Semiramis said with a confident smile. Under her manipulation, the cauldron crossed the boundary of the garden and quickly circled again.

In an instant, the slightly yellowed bone fragments contained in it fell to the ground like rain. As they hit the ground, the bone fragments grew like plants, eventually forming skeletal soldiers with lizard-like heads.

“…… It seems to be fragile. ”

Atalanta looked down and groaned.

"Ahh It's fragile, it's very fragile. But in short, there are a lot of them, not to mention the Servant as an opponent, but as an artificial opponent, it should be enough, and if the opponent's Caster is also a miscellaneous soldier like ours, maybe we can defeat him. ”

"Hahaha, that's a harsh sentence. But I'm afraid none of the Casters in the world are as handsome writers as me!" (Hans Christian Andersen, Alexandre Dumas and other writers said that they were very good.) ）

Shakespeare retorted casually. Semiramis has decided not to say anything.

"The guys on the black side have finally come out. ”

With the exception of Atalanta, all that could be seen was pitch black, and the Thousand Realms Tree and its servants seemed to have finally made a move.

It's nothing like skirmishes so far. There are battlefields, soldiers, weapons, and generals. There are contested territories, and more importantly, there are "kings" who must be defeated.

"So, who will take the lead?"

In response to Shirou's question, Atalanta, Achilles, and Karna all glanced at each other. Shakespeare, who did not intend to attend, put on a non-caring attitude.

Karna shook his head wordlessly—as if to mean "please go up first."

Then Achilles and Atalanta looked at each other. It seems that both men want to take the lead first.

Semiramis shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and Shakespeare said that he would add fuel to the fire by offering a psalm of praise to the leading warriors.

“…… Please be sure to negotiate peacefully. ”

Although they didn't comply with Shirou's request, the two agreed to a compromise plan.

"I'll take the lead. ”

Achilles made a decision, but Atalanta summoned his bow as his weapon and held it high into the air.

"But I'm going to start the attack first, and I'm going to release the Noble Phantasm. ”

"Understood, then it's decided. ”

"It's the first time two people work together, that's what happened. Do you want a love psalm?"

To Shakespeare's proposal, Achilles replied with joy on his face:

"Oh, then please. ”

But Atalanta frowned reluctantly:

"No, it's better to be free. ”

So Shakespeare combined the two opinions and decided to write a poem about the sorrow of a lovelorn man.

"Ahh

In this way, in the sound of Shakespeare's chant, the decisive battle began.

PS: Enchant: Level A

Red Caster Shakespeare's skill. It can also be called "name and text endowment". With "Let me understand carefully now how powerful this thing is, please don't get bored and listen carefully." This opening sentence begins with the recitation of a poem like an angry wave. Enhance the sharpness or strength of the blade with words such as "can cut through everything in the world" or "can block all kinds of attacks". But each of them needs a literary expression that is strong enough to move the reader.

It is said that as long as you are a famous writer in history, you have a high chance of owning it, regardless of skills or treasures.

If it is the well-known Shakespeare, he can even make C~E grade treasures. If it is an E-class Noble Phantasm, you can even pick up a stone on the road, D-Class will have the opportunity to turn modern weapons and other industrial products into a Noble Phantasm, and a C-Class Noble Phantasm must have a corresponding Ling, which must be a weapon that matches the words of the writer.