Chapter 9: Bait

"There is still such a thing..."

Standing high on the high pillars of the bridge, the silver knight smiled bitterly in the evening breeze. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Not far in front of him, two magical forces were colliding with each other, and there was no intention of stopping, not even a basic cover-up.

When I don't exist? Maybe you really don't know I'm here... Then it can't be a caster.,I'm afraid it's the ones with outstanding combat ability...

But in this way, there is a slight problem with the plan, obviously it is planned to use itself as bait, but when it comes to implementation, it is suddenly found that there is no need to do it yourself, and the enemy has already jumped out... What's going on?

Should I be happy, I don't have to die too miserably?

Ha!

With a snap of his fingers, a doorway of light suddenly cracked behind the silver knight, and then a holy blue war horse crossed out of it.

"Long time no see!

"Yes, indeed..."

However, can it really be described as a war horse?

The animal has the body of a war horse, but its whole body is wrapped around the thunderous storm, the long horse's hair and even the unpredictable clouds, where can this be an animal?

Moreover, Can a war horse fly?

Of course not! This is not an ordinary war horse, but... A wind spirit that has received the soul of a war horse.

The one named Lustia can both transform into an elf and the existence of Rodrian's warhorse.

Its words, just the trampling of the horse's hooves, are already a terrifying bombardment like a battering ram, and its very existence is thunder and lightning!

If the last battle, it's not that it's not there...

Forget it, there's no point.

Rodriten laughed and jumped onto the back of his horse, holding in his right hand not the overly long sword, but a silver spear.

The spear was more than two meters long, engraved with storms and poems, and was a terrifying weapon with blades at both ends.

Even in the age of heroic knights, he was the only weapon he could use.

To put it bluntly, in terms of fame alone, this is more than his sword - after all, there are too many people who have used sword-like weapons in history...

"It's going to be on!!!Lustia!!"

And today, Rodrith's goal is to expose his identity!!

A cyan meteor is about to cross the sky.

So, what are the two powers of magic that make Rodritte a little embarrassed?

The answer is...

···

"Cut... I can't believe this momentum, aren't you Saber?"

A slightly puzzled question, because Lancer had already learned that this year's Saber had been confirmed to be a silver enemy.

So, is that the girl in front of you?

"Yes, and you, it's the lancer"

On the contrary, it is the opponent's calm and relaxed affirmation.

I can't help but make Lancer slightly stunned: Huh?

But, it's really good...

"Haha, exactly... But I really didn't expect it.,Introduce yourself to each other with hostile opponents... Although I can't help myself, but it's commendable?"

The reason for his wry smile is understandable, because if she hadn't met a good master, she would have faced such a dilemma now, right?

The identity of the hero is hidden.,The job agency can't be exposed at will.,Even the battle can't be enjoyed to have a lot of worries.,Even if you don't hesitate to use conspiracy...

It's simply the extent that the hero's brilliance is damaged.

It's great to be able to fight openly like this.

"There's no way around it, it's not for our own honor... You have a reason to dance for this, right? for your master?"

"That's right..."

Lancer regained his attacking stance.

"Don't say I didn't warn you, Saber, I have the confidence to win, and if I don't want to die here, get out of here. ”

"Oh, is that so?"

Hearing his opponent's arrogant declaration, Saber sneered.

Then the invisible sword was raised.

"Then again, lancer, are you really arrogant and rude, a magic trick of seduction? Do you dare to release this kind of thing, do you want my subordinates to show mercy? I'm going to smash your face!"

"If you can do it, try it... Cut, this kind of thing..."

Lancer smiled wryly.

"Ahh I'm sorry, but this is a curse I was born with, and if you want to hate it, hate my birth—"

At top speed, the Lancer swooped down at high speed like an eagle, and the magic glow regained on the two guns.

"—and you as women!!"

"Hah!!"

Saber smiled and struck at it, the swing of the steel sword brought a wind, and the glorious death seemed to be visible on the dazzling blade.

But it didn't work for Lancer, this level of slashing was already a habit for heroes, and the wing-like twin spear shape swirled as if it had really become the eagle's wings, easily parrying the blow, and then, in the other hand, the yellow magic spear also swooped up.

"What an honor!!Someone who has the courage to follow my steps!!Truly extraordinary!!"

His smile was bold and excited.

It is the ultimate happiness of having a wish come true. Even Saber was infected.

"Oh, looks like you're looking forward to a good fight... It's my pleasure to meet you... ！！！”

Saber's whole body began to be enveloped in a surging momentum, and the huge magic power began to distort into silver armor in the atmosphere, covering the smaller body in an instant, and in the whirlwind-like air current, the holy blue pupils were awe-inspiring and majestic.

There was not the slightest hesitation in her steps.

This is the true heroism of the Knight King, and she is never afraid when she wears armor.

“saber···”

Alice Phil couldn't help but call nervously, she was shrouded in the aura of the two of them, and she probably already felt it, right?

This is when there is no room for her to interfere, or as long as it is human, it is impossible to interfere.

However, she didn't want to just watch it so closely, she wanted to...

"It's okay, just leave it to me as Lancer, all you need to worry about is the master who hasn't shown up yet..."

Before Alice could finish speaking, the battle between the Knight King and Lancer had already begun.

"—I'll give you my back, Alice!!"

The king roared, and then swung his sword.

"Come on!!lancer!!"

"As you wish!!saber!!"

The roar of guns and swords intersecting rang out in the land!

“··· What?"

It's just a matter of a moment, and the world becomes a different way.

No, it's not that the world has really changed, it's that Alice was stunned after just a moment.

“··· How... What's going on?"

It's as if the world has suddenly returned to ancient times, and the battle of the Heroic Spirits is impassioned and passionate... But the crux of the matter is not here.

"Why?"

Boom Rumble ·

This is an ancient battle, where heroes in armor fight brutally in the shadow of swords and swords.

But is it true?

Swept by the strong wind, a piece of iron twisted and flew like a broken aluminum foil from Alice Field's left side.

If it's just a cold weapon engagement, then what's the deal with this strong wind?

Alice Phil couldn't help but be lost on this battlefield, and the world in front of her made her feel as if she had returned to the ancient gods.

The weapons of the heroes cut through the sky, and their footsteps crushed the earth... This is not an adjective!!

It's just a white-knuckle battle, and two warring Heroic Spirits are already about to destroy a street, right!?

At the center of their battle was already a hell that humans could not set foot in, and the bitter sword wind cut off the street lamps with just a piggyback, and the false move left deep ravines in the solid asphalt-paved pavement, and the footsteps of the crushing and moving were like battering rams, leaving one spider web-like impact crack after another on the ground.

But that's not all!

They're still speeding up!

The two heroic spirits were galloping as if they had turned into a storm, their figures had already blurred, and they couldn't see the attack at all, and the battle like a phantom was the prelude to destruction.

"This is... sarvent?"

Fantasy reappears here, and the gods revive their magnificence here.

Alice's chest was hollow as if it had been washed away by the stormy waves.

She couldn't do anything but watch.

This is her, and she has never imagined the world...