Chapter 18: The Gathering of the Six (I)

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Yan Fengqili, who was hiding between the containers, muttered to himself.

The same words rang out in the Tosaka family's magic workshop, and through the demon who acted with Kirei, Tosaka witnessed most of the battle of Warehouse Street, and of course heard Rider's taunts.

Both he and Qili thought of a Heroic Spirit who would never ignore such a provocation from Rider.

A moment after the Rider roared, a golden glow appeared.

The dazzling light made people squint involuntarily, but everyone present had no surprise in their hearts.

After that, the fourth servant appeared tonight.

The first impression of this servant is that it is glittering with gold.

It seems to be armor made of pure gold, golden upturned hair, and golden charms...... As far as the eye can see, in addition to the white skin and red eyes, there is only a golden light, and the eyes of the people who are shaking are dizzy.

The Golden Servant stood at the top of a street lamp ten meters above the ground, looking down at everyone below with undisguised arrogance.

Shinji, Weber, Kenneth, and Emiya Kiritsugu immediately confirmed the position of the comer, the last of the three knights, Archer (archer), who belonged to the same rank as Saber and Lancer.

"If you don't take me seriously, the person who doesn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth will be king, and two of them will come out overnight. ”

As soon as he spoke, the Golden Heroic Spirit pursed his lips extremely unhappily, revealing his contempt for the three servants who were currently facing each other.

While Archer's proud attitude and tone are similar to Rider's arrogance, they are fundamentally different, and the Conquest King's voice and eyes are not as cold and unforgiving as Archer's.

Rider didn't seem to expect someone tougher than himself, and scratched his chin in confusion.

"Even if you speak for yourself, I, I, I, Iskandar, am the world-famous, the only king of conquests. ”

"Ridiculous. I am the only hero in the world who can truly be called the king, and the rest are just mongrels who are indiscriminate. ”

Archer utters a declaration that is more than insulting, and Saber is furious, and Rider is surprised that someone is ahead of him just as Rider is about to say something next.

"Is it just heaven and earth? Then my queen doesn't seem to be in this range. ”

The red container directly opposite Archer was somehow covered with inky shadows, and even though it was in direct sunlight from the streetlights, it was still blurry.

The shadows gradually dispersed with the low but beautiful female voice, revealing the fifth servant among them.

If Archer represents gold, she represents shadow.

If Lancer is the Prince Charming in the hearts of thousands of women, she is the dream lover of countless men.

She doesn't have Saber's awe-inspiring, Archer's arrogance, or Rider's atmosphere, but the queenly spirit hidden behind elegance and intellectuality is not inferior to the previous three kings.

She said in a calm tone to every master and servant in the light and in the dark:

"Also from Celtic, the queen of the Shadow Country, Skaha, for some special reasons, this Holy Grail War is now in the Assassin class. ”

"It's the queen of the Demon Realm!"

How could Saber and Lancer not know that Skaha's name was much older than the two of them, and even in their active years it was a legendary figure that only existed.

As with Rider's name, no one doubts Skaha's identity. Although I don't know why this immortal legendary female warrior would participate in the Holy Grail War as a servant, her unique temperament can't be faked.

"It's getting more and more interesting. ”

After the initial surprise, Rider looked away from Skaha and looked at Archer with an even more playful expression.

"So, what do you think of this queen of the Outer Demon Realm? Archer. ”

"Hmph, it's still a mongrel. Lancer still had that arrogant attitude, but there was a lot less condescension in his eyes.

"Since you have such a big mouth, how about reporting your name first? If you are also a king, you are not afraid to show your name, right?" Rider was half teasing and half agitated.

Archer's red eyes grew more and more haughty and angry, staring at the giant man in front of him.

"Are you questioning me?

It makes sense for Rider to ask Archer for his real name, but to Archer, it seems to be a great disrespect to him, and the golden spirit begins to show murderous energy.

"Those who have the privilege of seeing me, but who do not yet know who I am, are such fools who can only apologize with death. ”

After Archer asserted this, a strange aura of flames slowly rose on his left and right, and in the next moment, the weapon shone with dazzling brilliance and suddenly appeared in the empty sky.

The unsheathed swords and spears are all decorated with dazzling and shiny decorations, and radiate magic that cannot be hidden, which is obviously not an ordinary weapon.

"Treasure!"

Doesn't Archer even do the most basic temptation, and wants to use the trump card as soon as he comes up?

Everyone who didn't know the details of Archer was surprised and confused, except for the night of the wild goose.

Saber, Lancer, Rider, and Assassin have all determined the Master, and the Caster Group does not follow the rules of the Magician World, which is obviously a random entry, and the identity of the Archer Master is about to come out.

"Haha, hahahaha. ”

In the dark, the eyes of the wild goose were bloodshot due to the hatred accumulated for many years, and laughter leaked.

The long-awaited moment has finally arrived, and the year-long training is for today.

Tosaka Tokitomi.

Both Aoi's husband and Sakura's father. A person who tramples on the happiness of a mother and daughter.

He got everything that Yan Ye longed for, and he despised everything Yan Ye longed for, which made Jian Yan Ye's anger and curse unable to dissipate his resentment.

Now is the time for shame. The resentment that rolled in his chest turned into a sharp sword, and the time had come to challenge the man.

Even if you don't get Aoi's heart by doing this, even if you do this, it's just self-comforting, even so, I, I'm going to-

"Kill him!"

Destroy Archer!

Moments before Archer unleashed the Noble Phantasm, a torrent of magical power blew out of nowhere, something no one expected.

In the eyes of the crowd of surprised or puzzled, the upward rolling magic gradually solidified into a row, turning into a stubborn and unyielding figure.

The shadow stood about two blocks closer to the sea than the four lanes of the Lancer and Saber battlefields. Yes, his figure can only be described as a shadow.

The tall, broad-shouldered man was covered in armor. But it's not the same as Saber's full-body silver armor and Archer's extravagant gold armor.

The man's armor was black. No delicate decorations, no polished colors.

Darker than the shadows that accompanied Skaha, as black as hell, even his face was covered in a helmet. In the depths of the helmet's tiny cracks, only the glow of the eyes burning like fire could be seen.

There is no doubt that this is the Servant.