The short but fierce battle between the Mirror Sphinx controlled by the Qin people and Gilgamesh also brought a lot of shock to the crowd of onlookers.

Whether it was the golden light that shrouded the sky at Gilgamesh's Gate of Babylon, or the countless treasures pouring out of the treasure house, or the destructive power of the mirrored sphinx spewing black and white beams of light to tear the earth, the servants present or onlookers all had a certain estimate of the strength of Gilgamesh and the mirrored sphinx.

Subsequently, the Qin people's gaze turned to Iskandar and Dilumudo:

"If you're interested, come to the temple."

After saying that, the Qin people controlled the mirror sphinx to flap its wings and fly away from the scene.

"Sphinx? It's amazing—"

Iskandar looked at the sphinx that had disappeared into the sky, and his gaze swept over the temples on the sea:

"It seems that he is also a famous king, well, yes, this kind of place is quite suitable for banquets..... Invited? ”

He was seriously thinking about whether to go to the banquet now.

However, his gaze fell on Webber, who had lost his movement and collapsed on the chariot, and reached out to lift Webber up like a little chicken:

"Hey, boy, you're too angry, aren't you? So you fainted? ”

When he dodged the sphinx's beam attack just now, because his movements were too violent, he had no means to protect others, and Webber, who was shocked by the aftermath, fainted.

In the current situation, it was clear that even if he wanted to go now, it was not a good time to go to a feast.

"So, Caster and Lancer, that's all for today."

He needed to let Webb find a place to rest, otherwise he, a little master with thin skin and tender flesh, might not be able to hold on.

Magicians are so fragile.

The Emperor, who had never been in contact with magicians, put a fragile label on the magician in his mind.

And Dilumudo also received an order from the lord Kenneth to prepare to retreat and repair and organize information.

As for Cú Chulainn, his gaze still wanders on the ground of Warehouse Street:

"There's not a handful left.......

He also wanted to pick up a spear.

And, the sphinx just now, I don't know if it's an illusion, he seems to feel Nuada's breath.

The two planned to retreat, although he felt that he hadn't enjoyed the fight yet, but he didn't mean to fight.

However, at this time, the eyes of the three of them were attracted by another situation that had happened-

.......

Southwest of Fuyuki City.

On the road from the airport to the port.

Two servants are standing facing each other, or one is standing and the other is sitting.

One was a blonde woman in a black suit, who looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl on the outside, but in terms of temperament, she was far more than sixteen or seventeen years old.

The other was a black-armored female knight riding a pale black-armored horse.

The pitch-black helmet and battle armor like a dragon's head gave people unimaginable oppressive power.

There was no conversation between the two.

No one knows each other better than they do.

"Saber, this rider ......."

Alice Phil stood behind as Saber had commanded, looking at the black-armored female knight with some nervousness.

"It's Lancer." Artoria's gaze has been fixed on the black-armored female knight, "It's another me, not with Saber's spiritual base, but with Lancer's spiritual base as a servant. ”

"How so!?"

Hearing this, Alice Phil also remembered the "other me" that Saber said not long ago, but-

Although the entire upper body was shrouded in armor, judging from the slender figure and the high raised breastplate, there was no doubt that the black-armored female knight was a little fuller than herself.

And saber ......

Alice Fair's gaze swept over the boy and girl in a black suit, with a flat chest, who would even mistake her for a man if she didn't look closely.

It doesn't look like the same person no matter how you look at it.......

There is no record of summoning the same servant but the job is different, and Alice Phil doesn't know what happens to the same person who comes with a different spirit.

But since Saber says so, it should be true.

And at this time, the black-armored female knight spoke up:

"Put on the armor, the battle is inevitable, and I must achieve my goal, even if it means killing myself."

Artoria's voice was almost identical to that of Saber, but it was deeper, more vicissitudes, and it echoed like a storm raging and a ghostly whisper.

It's completely different from yourself.

Artoria, who was a saber, clenched her fists and took a deep breath, although there was no magic circuit, but the red dragon's bloodline instantly stirred up the magic power in her body.

The surging magic was released in one go.

The magic that burst out of her body rolled like a tornado, enveloping her body.

In the next moment, the black suit worn on the slender body turned into a set of silver-white dress armor that shone with silver and blue brilliance.

Armor and gauntlets woven from magical power, as well as a sword in his hand that is entwined and concealed by the wind.

Although she is inferior to the black-armored female knight in terms of physical development, she is not inferior to the black-armored female knight in terms of bearing and majesty.

Moreover, the temperament of the two is completely different.

If Saber Artoria, dressed in a silver and white dress, is a little more noble and noble, more like a noble king and knight.....

The lancer Artoria, dressed in black armor, was a little more ruthless and ruthless.

More like a charging slaughterer.

"You—" Artoria, clad in silver-white armor, clenched her invisible sword and wanted to say something.

However, she had just uttered a syllable when she was interrupted by the black-armored female knight:

"With our relationship, there is no need for the useless etiquette of reporting each other's names, although we are the same person, but my purpose is not the same as yours, there is no need to try to convince me with any words, it is useless."

The black-armored female knight raised her black knight's spear, and the raging storm converged on the knight's spear, like a hurricane howling:

"If you're not mistaken, you're not dead, are you?"

"I have only one purpose in the first place." The helmet of the black-armored female knight was lowered, revealing a more mature face that resembled Artoria, "Even when she became an undead, she never changed. ”

When it came to this, Saber could only swallow the words that came to his lips.

After a very short exchange, she also completely understood that the lancer in front of her was her, not her.

The other party picked up the holy spear, and the things he experienced were completely different from his current self, and he also had his own completely different beliefs.

He even does not hesitate to turn himself into an undead spirit and achieve his goal as a wild hunter.