The thing that was knocked away by Marda seemed to be a pitch-black rag, and the jet-black rag that looked like it was a certain year old gave people a dilapidated and cheap feeling, which should have a light and soft texture, but after being knocked away, it showed a heavy feeling like a solid piece of meat.

That's the Servant.

Matthew reacted immediately, grabbed the shield with both hands and blocked it in front of Fujimaru Rika, the shield that was taller than her whole person just became an absolute wall of defense that made people feel at ease. Yagi Yukisai grabbed the holy sword with both hands and stood in front of Marda.

As a saint, Marda feels that the method of fighting should be biased towards using magic and other magical attacks, right? Seeing that her body is not strong, Yagi Yukisai knows that in various animated game literary works, the characters of this kind of saintess are poor in physical strength, high in magic, and the most afraid of being approached. I've fused with the Sword Servant anyway.,In the close combat.,It's probably more powerful-probably.。

As Yagi had predicted, something like a black cloth that had been blown away hunted in mid-air, made a circle, and landed on the ground with a beautiful flip.

Marda didn't give him a respite. The saints are compassionate, but they will also not hesitate to use violence against those who cannot be reasoned. As a saint, Marda can clearly feel the ominous magical aura on the other side, which is definitely not an existence that can be communicated.

"Assert ......"

The black shadow let out a strange, tooth-aching laugh, as if the part of the head was raised, and surrounded by black layers of fabric, was a miserable white skull mask.

His left hand was outstretched, and he looked slender compared to the average person, as if lacking in nutrients, and his skin was a charred black. His right hand, on the other hand, was bright red and elongated, and it was clearly not something that a human could possibly have.

The Servant has a trump card called Noble Phantasm, Saber's Noble Phantasm is naturally a sword, and the Lancer is a spear, for this pitch-black Servant, Noble Phantasm ...... I'm afraid it's this alienated right hand.

In the palm of the hand of Satan, which seems to come from hell, there is still a beating heart.

Looking at his terrifying appearance, Rika Fujimaru, who was hiding behind Matthew, couldn't help but shudder, for an ordinary girl, this scene was too bloody. If you like horror movies, you may not think there is anything wrong, but for Fujimaru Ritsuka, it is still a little too exciting.

"Could it be?! Not good!! Stop him! Don't let him crush that heart! ”

Marda's face suddenly turned earthy, and she screamed, waving the staff in her hand, and the pure magic gathered on the head of the cross, turning into a rapid light bullet towards the black-robed servant on the opposite side.

"It's late. Too late! Boom! The heart of the last master of mankind, I'm—"

"I'll just laugh unceremoniously!"

The handsome voice interrupted the words of the skeleton masked stranger, and the sound of inserting the topic in the diagonal ground was too sassy, and for a while, everyone seemed to forget about the battle, and subconsciously projected their eyes on.

That's lightning.

Not an adjective.

The swift yellow lightning struck the Skeleton Servant's alienated right wrist with great precision, and it was his thumb that hit.

When a person crushes something hard, his thumb always provides vital support.

The yellow lightning easily shattered his red wrist and knocked his thumb flying!

"Ahh

His wrist was bruised, and the sharp pain naturally made him make a heart-rending sound.

“LLLLLLLLancer！！！！ You're in the way again! ”

His voice was distorted and distorted under his skeletal mask, and he desperately tried to crush the heart in his hand with the four fingers involved, but before that, the person who came took a brisk and swift step, only three steps, as if the emerald green had already cut close to the opponent's body, and the red spear in his right hand turned, cutting off the heart in the enemy's hand first.

How can flesh and blood match steel? Pierced by the tip of the red spear, his heart quickly gushed out blue-purple unpleasant blood.

With a twist of the palm of the hand, the red spear drew a beautiful arc like an extension of the hand bone, and stabbed at the skeleton mask of the black-clothed servant, as if he noticed that his attack could not be effective this time, right? The black-clothed skeleton mask made an unwilling sound, and several knives were projected quickly in his left hand, forcing back the red-speared warrior in front of him, and the black-clothed man rose and fell a few times, disappearing from everyone's field of vision.

"It's a matter of chance."

The Red Spear Warrior didn't chase deeply, he turned the tip of the spear with his right hand, poked his red spear on the ground, and walked to the position where the skeleton servant was standing just now, and pulled out the yellow weapon on the ground with his right hand.

It was also a gun, but it was only about half the length of the red one, and he turned the yellow gun around and stuck it in the belt behind his waist.

The reason why the right hand has always been emphasized...... It's because ...... The servant in front of him has only one right hand.

His left hand, from the position of the left and right of his big arm, was directly cut off, empty.

The body is dark green armor, giving people a calm forest-like feeling. He has uninhibited black hair, handsome features, and a modest smile that makes people feel that [knights should be like this]. There was a little embarrassed smile between his eyebrows.

Yukisai Yagi noticed that there was a tear mole in the corner of his eye.

Probably, it's a servant who can communicate, right?

Yagi Yukisai thought so, and looked at Marda beside him for advice, after all, among all the people now, the only one who knows the servant best is probably Marda.

Marda showed a hint of unpleasantness, and frowned: "Although I don't know where you are, it's too rude to use the magic of charm on the woman you just met. Lancer's servant. ”

Hearing Marda's rebuke, the knight-stricken-armed knight smiled bitterly, revealing a subtle expression that he didn't know how to explain: "I don't know if you can trust me, but this is actually something like a curse. I am a servant of the lancer, a member of the Knights of Fiona, Dilumudo. That seductive magic trick is actually my tear mole...... Sorry, I can't turn this off on my own. ”

Obviously, he saved everyone, but he still humbly apologized, and Marda saw the sincerity of his apology, coughed lightly, and did not pursue it at that time.

"So, you are the last lord of mankind, right?"

The knight, who called himself Dilumudo, said this, picked up the red spear with one hand, and walked towards Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"As you can see, there has been an unexplained upheaval in the 2004 Winter Wood Holy Grail War, and there are very few servants left who can remain rational, and now, allow me to explain to you what happened in this Holy Grail War."