The long knife shakes.

His body, taking a step, narrowed the distance.

"I can't believe that even then, it hasn't killed you yet, Goo, that's great, Lancer...... I had cursed myself for being called to this world, but until tonight, if I could achieve a duel that I couldn't do in my life, and wield the secret sword to my heart's content, then it would be worth being summoned—" The Assassin's words were filled with joy.

"Kojiro Sasaki--? Excellent swordsman......" Lancer said the name of the Assassin, trying to keep this venerable foe in mind.

The tip of the long knife pointed at Lancer, Assassin said.

"No, this body, it's not Kojiro Sasaki."

“！？” Lancer was a bit of a mess.

Kojiro Sasaki.

It should be the real name of this Servant.

But the Assassin himself said that he was a fake.

"There's nothing surprising about it, the so-called Kojiro Sasaki is a fictional swordsman who doesn't have a real body, and although it is believed to be real, the records about him are too unclear, and the convenient 'past' fabricated as an old enemy of a certain swordsman is regarded as a swordsman just by virtue of the people's records."

"Maybe there is a man named Kojiro Sasaki, and there should be a samurai who wields a long sword called a 'monogan pole', but they are not the same person, and the swordsman named Kojiro Sasaki is probably just a fictional samurai fabricated as a foil."

"Fiction, Heroic Spirit—is it? You are ......"

"That's right, I'm Kojiro Sasaki. It's just that I'm just the most suitable swordsman to put on the empty shell of Kojiro Sasaki. I don't have a name, I can't read or write, and I'm not someone who can afford to have a name. ”

"I'm just, the undead who was able to wield the secret sword of Kojiro Sasaki in the record, and was summoned just because of that.

Because it is difficult for a hypocritical Servant to last long. So, he was summoned by Caster to guard the door. ”

"yes, it didn't make sense in the first place.

Even if I do something great here, the reward will go to Kojiro Sasaki'. I won't have anything in return. For me as 'nothing', everything is meaningless.

I don't even know much about it. It's just a nameless swordsman who is playing the role of Kojiro Sasaki.。 ”

The long knife swayed.

A fictional swordsman born from a fictional story.

"I had nothing from the beginning, no glory as a heroic spirit, and no desire to pray, but, if there was anything that was meaningful to me like this, it was now, the nameless 'me', if there was still a wish of my own—"

That must ......

It's a duel with an unnamed swordsman who can't even meet a very high-class warrior, and a duel that you can't even imagine when you're dying.

The Assassin raised his knife again, slowly closing in on Lancer.

Is his target Lancer's head?

Like Lancer's own Deaththorn-piercing Spear, Assassin's Swallow Returning is a sword skill that cannot be made to appear.

If there is a way to deal with it, the only way to prevent him from using the secret sword is to prevent him from using it.

The only chance of victory is to knock out the Assassin with the strongest blow before he swings his secret sword

“…… I see, in that case, I'm not welcome. Lancer struggled to his feet, his body swaying gently in the night.

Lancer's severed blow was fatal, and now he's not dead, only because of his ability to continue the fight.

Combat Continuation - Amazing durability, it is quite difficult to kill Lancer, even if you are dying, you can still continue to fight, even if you receive a decisive fatal blow, you will not immediately go to Elysium, but can still survive for a limited time.

Lancer was only barely continuing his life now, and the real flame of life had been extinguished.

However, the guys called the Heroic Spirits were not interested in a second life in the first place. Lancer laughed to himself.

“―――――！ Look, Assassin, my strongest blow. ”

Lancer stepped back sharply.

Hold the gun on the ground, push it forward, and retreat to a place where no one can pursue.

The distance of leaving in an instant is more than 100 meters.

Lancer jumped back onto the roof, where he crouched on all fours like a beast.

“……………”

Assassin's five senses froze.

Terror, fear, and ...... Excited??

The opponent's starting move, he instantly understood.

Lancer's intention to retreat.

The next blow of the enemy is a must-kill blow.

"Noble Phantasm??" The Assassin smiled happily at the cyan spearmen in the distance.

"---Let's see how powerful Gáebolong is! Assassin。 ”

Lancer, hunched on the roof, straightened his back.

It was like a Sprinter waiting for a signal.

The Assassin cautiously raised his long knife and held it in front of him, making a defensive stance.

But, does it work?

This pose from Lancer.

The magic spear he holds is legendary and unstoppable.

"Come! This blow should be regarded as a souvenir to send you to Huangquan! ”

The cyan leopard moved.

In the distance, Lancer sped towards the Assassin like the wind.

A distance of 100 meters.

Lancer just sped away, without the help of a gun.

The cyan body sank,

The spearman crossed fifty meters in one breath, and in disbelief, jumped so high.

The cyan spearmen flew in the sky, and their posture was like a heavenly soldier descending from heaven.

The arm vigorously raised the magic spear that "pierced the heart when one shot was made" above his head.

The space around it creaked and rattled like a mournful roar.

-- Legend has it that after this gun is thrown, it will turn into countless arrows to track down the enemy.

Name:

Gáe！

"- Piercing!"

Weaving words from his mouth, calling for the spear of cause and effect,

The cyan spearmen bent their upper body back as far as they could, as if they were drawing their bows.

Bolg！

"Dead Flying Spear -- !!!!"

With a roar, a thunderous blow.

This was originally a throwing treasure.

A magic spear that pierces the heart if you aim at it.

A cursed ordnance that can't be dodged, and no matter how many times you dodge, it will keep chasing after the target.

Gáebolg, the spear of destruction held by a hero who has never been defeated in his life.

Lancer's blow with all his magic power could neither be dodged nor blocked.

-- Therefore, it is said to be killed.

Being targeted by this magic gun is equivalent to reporting to ......the Ghost Gate!!

The magic spear roared and blasted towards the nameless swordsman, like thunder, bursting with dazzling light.

Rumble!!! A violent explosion exploded around the nameless swordsman.

Storms and heat constantly rolled up and blew the wreckage away.

In the smoke,

The Assassin, the nameless swordsman, was covered in bruises, and one side of his body was completely shattered.

The Assassin's knife had shattered. Although it is also a sword that can break iron, it is always just a man-made thing. It is definitely not comparable to the treasure that has been forged by the devil.

Stand quietly, two.

It's all come to an end, and the body is gradually dissipating.

"It's amazing, this blow ......" the nameless swordsman praised happily, from the heart.

His body was covered with trauma, and even parts of his body were blown off. But he didn't show a painful look at all, on the contrary, he was very happy.

"Ah, you're not bad either." The cyan spearman looked at the swordsman in front of him and smiled.

Both of them had already enjoyed the battle to the fullest, they were pure warriors, they didn't care about death, they only pursued the most glorious battle.

And now, they've all got.

So, satisfied.

With a smile on his face, the cyan spearman holds a spell of fire (Anzath).

The spell that contained all the remaining mana was enough to burn itself out.

Wrapped in flames.

The karmic fire burned Lancer's body, as well as the body of the nameless swordsman.

Not even the wreckage remains.

The crimson spear and cyan armor, the five-foot long sword, and the cyan samurai suit disappeared into the flames like empty illusions.