“…… Oops, this is awful. Rider stood on the arch pillars of the Winterwood Bridge and watched the battle on Warehouse Street, muttering to his feet.

"W-What?" Seeing the big man's Servant look anxious for the first time, Webber felt uneasy, and grabbed the steel bone tightly and asked.

"Lancer has made a killer move, and it seems that he wants to decide the winner as soon as possible."

"No, it's not ...... time yet"

"What are you talking about, stupid?"

With a "bang", Rider stepped on the steel skeleton of his heel. Weber, who was close to the steel bone, felt that the sound even shook his bones, and it was like a mournful roar.

"I wanted to wait and see what happens before everyone gathers, but Saber will suffer if this continues, and it will be too late to make a move."

"Late? - Didn't you plan to wait until they were exhausted from fighting each other? ”

“…… I said, little Master, did you misunderstand me? Rider frowned, as if disillusioned by the barely smiling Joker's acting skills, and looked down at the Master at his feet.

"I do hope the other Servants won't fall for Lancer's provocation, right? Instead of finding them one by one, it is better to gather them together and fight them quickly. ”

"......" Webber forgot to respond, and was stunned to realize the gap in understanding between himself and the brave Heroic Spirit.

"Gather together...... A big fight? ”

"Yes, there are very few opportunities to fight heroes and heroes of different eras like this, and if all six of them are there, I won't let anyone go."

A ferocious, dangerous moan leaked out of Rider's throat like a lion's roar, but there was a hint of a smile in the way he raised the corners of his mouth, which Webb thought was Rider's unique pursed smile.

"Now Saber and Lancer, both of whom have a passionate manhood, I admire them, and it's a shame to let them die like that."

"What if you don't kill them?! Isn't the Holy Grail War all about fighting each other! Weber's somewhat hysterical voice was ruthlessly interrupted by a sudden blow.

"If you win, you won't destroy your opponent, and if you dominate, you won't insult your opponent, this is the real 'conquest'!" Rider puffed up his chest and said bluntly, then he pulled out the matching sword at his waist. Piercing the void sky, splitting the space......

In an instant, accompanied by a swirling flow of mana, a huge glittering Noble Phantasm appeared, and Webb seemed to be about to be overturned by a sudden wind. Holding back his screams, he hugged the steel bone tightly.

"That's the end of the war, we're going to fight, little master." Before the words could be heard, Rider flipped his cloak and jumped onto the treasure.

"Stupid stupid stupid! You're a huddle now! ”

"Huh? If you don't want to go, then you just stay here and watch, right? ”

"I'll go! Take me, stupid! ”

"Yes! This is worthy of being my Master! Rider let out a hearty laugh and gently grabbed Webber's neckline and let Webb ride next to him.

"Let's go now, Kamui Wheel!" Rider's Noble Phantasm responds to the Master's call with a thunderous sound.

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The wind blowing in the opposite direction, the intricacies of life and death.

In the intervals between Saber and Lancer, the flying red blood flowers bloomed brightly—and then dissipated in an instant.

Saber, who was charging through, stopped, and the two men turned back.

Both of them stood upright, not losing the will to confront each other, and their heroic spirits were still alive.

It was not easy to make it possible for the battle to deviate from the track of mutual assault, and at this moment, Saber analyzed the battle situation and made a decisive decision to postpone the duel between the two.

As a result, the yellow spear that threatened to stab Saber to death was stabbed not in Saber's chest but in her left arm, and at the same time, Saber's raised golden sword also gently deflected from Lancer's vital part, and the blade stabbed Lancer's left arm...... Strangely, the two were injured in the same area.

But are the two injured to the same extent?

"You're still not going to let me win you easily...... Very good, your indomitable look. ”

Lancer stared at Saber with a sad smile, as if trying his best not to mind the elbow wound, and Lancer's wound really healed without anyone's touch, and then even the traces disappeared, even if the Servant's self-healing ability could not have such a quick recovery ability, it must be the Master who was stealth and watched the victory and defeat to perform a healing magic.

In contrast to Lancer, Saber's demure beauty could not hide her pain and anxiety.

Lancer's spear in the floating battle and Saber's sword holding the hilt in both hands are of course different in power, at least from the outside, Saber's lower arm was pierced by the short spear, which was a minor injury compared to Lancer's wound.

“…… Alice Phil, heal my wounds too! ”

"I'm cured! cured, but ......" Compared to the injured Saber, Alice Phil, who came to the rescue, showed a more embarrassed look.

As a magician, Alice Phil is undoubtedly first-class, not to mention the density and intensity of her practice, she is a special case in the wizarding world, with a body that has been "designed" and "created", and it is impossible for her to make mistakes when using low-level magic such as healing magic, even if something goes wrong, Alice Phil herself will know how to deal with it.

But—

"It should have been cured without any problems. Saber, your current state should be completely healed. ”

"......" Saber continued to guard Lancer without letting up, staring at the wound on his left arm, which didn't bleed much.

It looked like a minor injury, but the bad thing was that the tendon was severed and the most important of the five fingers, the thumb, could not move, so Saber could not grasp the hilt of the sword with sufficient grip.

Saber knew that Alice Phil's treatment was not wrong, but her arm was still not healed, and the thumb of her left hand remained motionless as if it had been born with a disability.

Unconcerned about Saber and not attacking, Lancer confidently bent over and picked up the yellow spear that had landed on the ground with his left hand.

"In front of my 'Demon-Breaking Red Rose' Treasure, you can comprehend that armor is useless, which is not bad."

Perhaps it was concluded that after showing the efficacy of the treasure, there was no need to hide it. Lancer didn't hesitate to say his Phantasm's real name.

"But it would be rash to discard the armor. If you hadn't discarded your armor, you would have been able to defend against the 'Perishable Yellow Rose'......"

Lancer roared as he spread his wings, raising the red spear in his right hand and the yellow spear in his left hand.

This posture is exactly the same as the posture of the battle, this is not a deceptive posture, but a unique killing method that this warrior has mastered after a fiery training.

"I see...... It's a gun with a spell attached to it, and once stabbed by it, the wound will never heal, I should have noticed that......"

The red spear that cuts the magic, the cursed yellow spear, and the tear mole under the left eye that can seduce the girl - these factors are easy to conclude when put together.

If you look at the legend from a legendary point of view, the prestige that was recited by the heroic legends of the Celts is even related to the legend of King Arthur.

And Saber himself didn't think of this, which is indeed a bit incredible.

"Knights of Fiona, First Warrior...... Dilmudo, I didn't expect the Holy Grail to give you the honor of participating. ”

"That's the wonder of the Holy Grail War. …… But the one who was praised by everyone was me, and the one who traveled through time and space to be invited to the 'Throne of the Valhalla' would not be mistaken about your golden sword. ”

Servant.Lancer who participated in the Holy Grail War for the fourth time...... The Celtic Hero, Dilmdo Odina.

Lancer, who was accidentally seen through his real name, narrowed his eyes in a refreshing mood.

"Compete with such a famous knight king, and avenge my sword-hmph! That's something I can't give up as well. ”

If they are heroic spirits separated by time, they have no historical connection, and they are invited to the era from which they came, and through the legends of the past of that era, they also learn about the heroes of later generations, and Dilmdo also knows the legend of King Arthur, who later brought glory to his homeland.

"Well, we know each other's names, and I challenge you as a knight to decide the outcome of this ordinary battle—are you not convinced that I stabbed you in the arm? Saber！ ”

"Don't joke, it's better to say that you're worried about me because of this little injury." Saber asserted resolutely, gritting his teeth in hatred deep down.

"It's not a big deal to be a little stab......"

Saber once again assembles his magic and wears silver armor, which is a waste of his magic in front of Lancer's "Red Rose of Destruction", but it is still useful for guarding against the "Yellow Rose that Will Die".

Saber once again gathered the atmosphere around him, and sealed the golden sword into the Invisible Wind King's enchantment.

No matter how much is used, the wound will not heal, and the curse of the Yellow Gun will probably destroy the gun itself, and the spell will not be lifted until the gun's owner, Dirmdo, has been defeated.

Saber had to defeat Lancer's two guns with his remaining right arm. With the help of "unleashing the magic power", holding a sword in your right hand is not so painful. However, she was blocked from using the full strength that she could only use with her two hands, so she could not use her special move, "Sword of Victory of the Oath".

But at this point, Saber's fighting spirit not only did not shrink, but became even higher.

Using one of the two Phantasmas first and cleverly negligent the other was a thoughtful ploy, and Saber didn't want to praise Lancer's ploy first, rather than being angry at being calculated.

This enemy is perfect.

The first battle of the Holy Grail War met an impeccable good opponent, and as a samurai who lived on swords, he had to be fighting high when he encountered such a good opponent.

Dilmdo Audina, who is now standing here against Saber, is also forcing himself to deal with this extreme competition, not only playing tricks but also using up his wits to the limit.

Saber is so scrappy that Lancer can sense it even if he doesn't say it.

The satisfied smile on Lancer's lips was actually the same as Saber's heart.

Saber used one of his left arms to fend off the sneak attack of the "Yellow Rose" who appeared as his special move, so Lancer's respect for Saber and Lancer's value to the victory in this match added another layer of joy.

The heroic spirits of the two knights are even in the same place when it comes to fighting spirits.

"Wake up, Saber, the Holy Grail is mine this time."

"That's what you can say before I get my hands on the Holy Grail, Lancer!"

The two of them said bold and provocative words while predicting each other's nirvana, and carefully tested each other step by step.

Touch-and-go swords and magic spears.

Cold, clear and tense air - just then, it was suddenly pierced by a thunderous sound.

“——！？”