Chapter 8 Falling short.

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Tosaka Shichen stroked his chest in shock, gasping for breath, and Yan Feng Qili on the side was also in a state of shock. And even the golden archers who were still shouting "You are getting bolder and bolder, Shi Chen" just now did not continue to make noise at this time. For a moment, there was silence in this small basement.

“。。。 Sorry, Your Highness. Although it is an insult to your dignity to let you withdraw like this, however, you also see ... Uneasiness and worry were mixed with luck, and Shi Chen's words broke the silence. At this point, he was extremely glad he could

“。。。 Ah, Shi Chen. The face of the golden archer was very ugly, but he no longer had much resentment towards his master, "Whether it is a coincidence, or your quick eyes, you have successfully completed the duties of a courtier and helped me avoid serious injuries." Invisibly, the gap between the two seems to have been eliminated a lot. After all, it's better to leave calmly with a dignified look than to exit with a serious injury.

However, the speaker was unintentional, the listener was intentional, Tosaka Toshitomi was already full of confidence in his servant, and now, hearing that he could survive such an attack, Shichen's joy and confidence in his heart became even more.

"Please be careful. The only one who attacked you so far was the Servant Magician. Shi Chen carefully considered his advice, "If this kind of attack costs a lot, it would be fine, but if it wasn't... Hero King, please be careful when you act. ”

"Are you looking down on this king? Shichen? Although it was still in an arrogant tone, Shi Chen could hear that the archers had a rare hint of caution, "As for that magician, I will let him taste the fate of offending the king." ”

As he spoke, the golden servant turned into a spirit and disappeared into the small basement.

"By the way, Qili, did the servant you sent out see the appearance of the killer before he died?" Turning to look at his disciple, Shi Chen asked another question that worried him.

“。。。 Sorry, teacher. Assassin: He did not find the sneak attacker. He seems to have been killed by a long-range weapon, but with his dynamic vision beyond ordinary people, the last thing the assassin saw was... A bullet, a bullet that is full of magic but is a real firearm. Turning back to look at the masked man hidden in the shadows, Yan Feng Qili confirmed his answer.

"Although it is not impossible to be defeated by some mythical magician with the magic of the assassin's power." Covering his head with a broken head, Tosaka Tokitomi felt that the situation had exceeded expectations, "But if you can skillfully use modern weapons... ”

"Magician Killer, a strange berserker, a servant magician who can use hot firearms and even threaten the Hero King." Shi Chen clenched the gem in his hand, and the warm touch of the gem gave him a lot of confidence, "At least, everything is still under control." ”

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"Ahem... I'm sorry... With heavy steps and retracted into the container area, Emia, who had blood drops on the corner of her mouth, found the walkie-talkie that she had hidden, and while retreating, she connected the call with Emiya Kiritsugu, "MASTER, my action... Failed. ”

It's just a little bit of a difference, it's just a little bit of it! The power of the smelted Noble Phantasm Bow is definitely comparable to that of an A++ level Noble Phantasm, and it can definitely penetrate the Hero King's defenses, the black servant has been pressing on the Hero King step by step, and the Hero King is also arrogant for some reason, and he has no defense against himself, and judging from his attitude, no one will hinder the Heroic Spirit present. But why, why did that bastard disappear at the last minute?

“。。。 SABER, IS THIS YOUR STRONGEST ATTACK? On the other side, Emiya Kiritsugu's voice sounded a little unbelievable.

“。。。 No. The arrow just now is strong in penetration, used to penetrate the enemy's defenses, this... It's just a matter of power. If I had the Command Spell to support me, I should be able to unleash a stronger attack. But.. Not... Regardless of whether you can hit or not, if you really want to send out that level of attack, King Arthur on the other side. Ahem... The mana supply will be tight. "If you smelt those A+ level treasures, Amya is confident that she can unleash EX-level attacks.

"Is it ... DON'T REGRET IT, SABER, THE OTHER PARTY MUST HAVE HAPPENED TO RETREAT WITH THE SPELL. "Emiya Kiritsugu agreed to Emia's request before, just because she is a Saber but has a long-range ability comparable to that of an archer, even if the attack sent out is seen by the Heroic Spirit, but the Lord has no time to react. The current situation can only be said to be bad luck. In any case, a powerful servant who can break the situation at a critical moment will always do more good than harm to Kiritsugu, who is thirsting for the Holy Grail.

"So... MASTER, you. Not.. Any other instructions next? "Physically wounded and not in a good mood, in order to get the Holy Grail back as soon as possible, Amya forced herself to fulfill her obligations as a servant.

"What's next... I'm going to find trouble with the master of the spearmen, you remember... ”

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't tell King Arthur. But you also have to pay attention ... "Amya hates Emiya Kiritsugu's bad behavior of always involving outsiders, but for her, who has experienced more brutal wars, it is not a despicable thing to capture the thief and capture the king first. In this war, a royal lord doesn't look like someone who can stay out of it.

“。。。。。。 Got it, I won't hurt the innocent. Emiya Kiritsugu agreed to her with mixed feelings.

"That's good... I'M SORRY MASTER," AMIA'S CONSCIOUSNESS BEGAN TO BLUR, AND HER DISGUISE FOR HER VOICE WAS LOOSENED, "I MAY NEED TO TAKE A BREAK SO I CAN'T CONTINUE TO FIGHT WITH YOU... ”

Amya had already walked out of the seaside park at this time, far away from the battlefield, she cheered up, and seeing that there was no one around, she catted into a small alley with no one around, shrunk her body into a ball with all her strength, and leaned against the corner, and the piles of debris became her shelter. The cool breeze of the summer night and the sharp pain of the energy circuit of the whole body could not stop the attack of sleepiness.

"Use this image that is almost the same as my sister to see the master.,It's going to be a lot of trouble when the time comes.。。。 That's it for the first ... The skinny white-haired girl curled up in the corner and fell asleep.

“。。。 Is it my delusion? Enomiya Kiritsugu, who was concentrating on the situation on the battlefield, didn't notice it too much, but vaguely felt that his servant's voice had become different, and there was some familiarity, but the sound of radio waves was mixed in it, so he couldn't remember it for a while. He packed up his gear and prepared for the next step.

"Forget it, it shouldn't be a big deal."