Lancelot's low drink made the surrounding environment like a lake in the early morning, and the temperature dropped suddenly, and even the raging black mud flames around him were extinguished by the droplets of water wafting in the air.

Faintly through the mist, the light of the indestructible lake in Lancelot's hand became brighter and brighter, strange patterns, exquisite elven characters, converging on the surface of his sword to outline mysterious and mysterious patterns.

"This ......"

With Lancelot unleashing the Treasure, Firena realized that the magic in her body was passing rapidly. Even if she used the skill of soul power transformation with all her strength, she couldn't keep up with Lancelot's consumption rate, and in desperation, Firena could only grit her teeth and endure the pain caused by the depletion of her magic power.

"Damn! Today, you know how powerful the demon god is! ”

Hassan's face was full of hideous expressions, and it was obvious that Lancelot's Noble Noble Liberation had brought him a great shock.

Immediately, Hassan stomped heavily on the ground, and the black crystals on the surface of his body began to melt away, turning into a cloud of liquid magic that flowed to his right arm. The magic power on his right arm became more and more intense, until finally, in the midst of the churning of the magic power, a demonic posture with a long roar in the sky was faintly formed.

Seeing the demonic shape condensed by the magic on his arm, Hassan's eyes flashed with joy, and then his arm suddenly trembled strangely, and in an instant, the soles of his feet slammed and pounced on Lancelot.

"Die!"

As the raging drink fell, the demon on Hassan's arm of the curse wrist surged towards Lancelot with teeth and claws, and the violent roar resounded through this small world, even Firena, who was far away, was shocked by the energy contained in this roar.

"It's now!"

Looking up at the demon attached to Hassan's right arm, Lancelot let out a loud shout, and then stomped heavily on the road, and with a rapid explosion, his figure quickly moved closer to the demon's arms.

"Whew!!"

The demon on Hassan's right arm saw Lancelot rushing towards him, and with a wicked smile on his face like a human, he howled and grabbed his head.

"Humph!"

With a soft snort, Lancelot deftly dodged the demon's attack, and then the light of the indestructible lake in his hand shone a dazzling white light, and in the white light in the sky, Firena could only faintly see in the distance, a band of light crossed the demon's head and extended to the waist of the cursed Hassan Hassan.

"Boom."

The loud explosion almost overturned the entire concrete pavement, and at the junction of the white light and the cursed wrist Hassan, a huge and flat crack quietly cracked from his body, and the demon that was originally attached to his right arm had already disappeared at this moment.

"No!!"

In the white light, the space fell silent slightly, and then a sharp and tragic wail spread throughout the space, and then the body of the curse wrist Hassan burst out, and in mid-air, the smooth crack in his body first flowed out of a trace of blood. Then it spurted through the air like a spring, and finally smashed into the wall.

Suddenly, the walls instantly turned into ruins, and Hassan's body fell into the smoke-filled ruins, gradually turning into golden points of light.

In the midst of the ruins, the blazing warm wind blew, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and Lancelot's figure holding the light of the indestructible lake reappeared in front of everyone.

"What a respectable opponent, but it's a pity that you met me. If you want to hate, hate me for being stronger than you. ”

Wiping the blood on his cheeks, Lancelot looked at Hassan, the curse wrist that had begun to turn into golden light in the ruins, and said flatly, with a hint of regret in his eyes.

"Boy, if there is still a chance in the future, I will make you better than dead, and wait to meet the wrath of the demon god!"

Filled with golden light, as Hassan was about to return to Valhalla, the demon god Satan used his hoarse voice to utter murderous words.

"I don't think you'll ever have that chance again."

Shaking his head, Lancelot didn't care about what the Demon God said, after all, although the Demon God was very strong, the chance of summoning the two of them at the same time in the Holy Grail War could be said to be very small.

Seeing that the corpse that had been curled up in the ruins had disappeared, Lancelot retracted the light of the indestructible lake, and after exhaling slightly, turned to walk towards Firena, who was not far away.

"Master, the Assassin has been returned to Valhalla by me."

Walking up to Firena, Lancelot saw that his master's face was a little tired, and he couldn't help but ask softly.

"Master, your face is a little haggard, is it because I use the Noble Phantasm?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just that it's all red all around, and I'm a little tired when I look at it."

With a wave of her hand, Firena signaled that she was fine, although when Lancelot released the treasure just now, it did cause a strong tingling sensation in her magic circuit, but fortunately, she still had the skill of soul power conversion, so it didn't cause any major damage to her body.

The reason why Firena was reluctant to tell Lancelot the truth was because she was afraid that he would be concerned about his physical condition in the future battles, and thus would not be able to use his full talents in the battle.

However, despite the crackling of Firena's inner abacus, there will always be some uninteresting people who say superfluous things and confuse her thoughts.

"Is it really alright, master. I saw just now that when Lancelot released the Noble Phantasm, you were shaking in pain because of the lack of magic power! ”

Qianxue, who was lying on the ground healing, didn't seem to see the look that Firena gave her, and said worriedly.

As soon as he heard what Qianxue said, Lancelot's original smiling expression was instantly filled with guilt, and then he pleaded guilty to Firena with a little self-reproach:

"Master, I'm really sorry, I'll definitely pay attention to your physical condition next time I fight."

"It's okay...... It's really fine, you just have to fight with all your might, and you don't have to care about my physical condition at all. ”

"How can that be, master. Guarding everything you do is your duty as a knight. ”

Completely unaware of what Firena meant, Lancelot still said apologetically, and even moved out of his knightly duties to strengthen his arguments.

"Hah...... Hahaha. You are free to ...... You feel free. ”

Facing Lancelot, who was not in the oil and salt, Firena was completely helpless, after all, the other party even moved out of the duties of a knight, and it was not an exaggeration for him to abide by the rules of knighthood.

In desperation, Firena could only use a rather resentful look to look at Qianxue, who was lying aside to heal, and kept cursing in her heart for this guy who had not achieved enough and had more than enough to lose.

"Forehead ......"

was stared at by her master's resentful eyes like a little daughter-in-law, and Qianxue, who didn't know where she had provoked her, could only scratch her head, and then fell to the ground, she could only tilt her head and continue to pretend to be dead.

"That's right, Matthew!"

Seeing that Qianxue chose to continue to play dead, Firena remembered that her original purpose was to get Matthew back.

However, before Firena and Lancelot could set off, a purple figure quickly returned to her, and then protected her behind her, and said warily:

"Senpai, be careful. There's also a servant ahead! ”