The showdown between Artoria and Lancer is still ongoing. If it was originally a small trick used to test each other's strength, now it can be said that the battle between the two has reached a white-hot state.

But the so-called little trick, that's just a talk between Servants. The pavement damaged by the aftermath of these little tricks bears a terrifying mark. Two warehouses have been dumped, and the asphalt on the road has been turned over like farmland. Looking at such a battlefield, one can't help but feel that this place has just experienced a major earthquake.

In this ruined field, Artoria and Lancer confronted each other unscathed, calculating each other's next move. Neither of them showed any signs of exhaustion.

"If you start fighting without even reporting your name, your reputation is really worthless." Lancer brandished his spear full of murderous intent, but asked Saber in a relaxed tone. "Anyway, I admire you, and I haven't even sweated a drop of sweat until now. It's not easy to be a woman. ”

"Don't be modest, Lancer." Artoria waved the sword in her hand with a smile on her face. "Although I don't know your name, it's my honor to give me a compliment for such superb marksmanship, and I accept it." Although these two people are meeting for the first time, it is certain that there is a part of their hearts that are connected.

Both men are confident in their abilities, so they pay their respects when they meet real opponents. Both of them are not only lonely warriors, but also heroic spirits who cherish each other.

"That's the end of the game! Lancer!” The voice of Lord Lancer rang out all around. Mordred looked around, but found no figure. Because the voice came suddenly, I didn't even have time to judge whether the voice was male or female, and where it sounded. However, Lancer's Master, Director Ken, must be in a nearby building or shipping container, and there is nowhere else to hide people. After a while, the voice sounded again. "Don't waste any more time, that Saber is difficult to deal with, so I allow you to use the Noble Phantasm and fight quickly."

Artoria couldn't help but be touched by his words. Finally, Lancer's owner urged him to use his strongest skill.

"Understood. My master. Lancer replied abruptly in a respectful tone, as he changed his posture. He casually threw the short gun in his left hand at his feet.

"So that spear is Lancer's treasure?" In front of Artoria's eyes. The spell of the spear in Lancer's right hand was slowly unraveled. It was a crimson gun. There was a magic force wrapped around the blade of the gun that was completely different from what it had just been.

Lancer grabbed with both hands. There was a low roar. Artoria also lowered her body. Predict Lancer's movements more carefully. The silence between the two added to the tension. Both sides moved slowly to find each other's flaws.

The first to strike was Lancer. Compared to the gorgeous and varied moves he had used before. The straight blow even feels bulky. It was as if Saber's next move had not been predicted at all. Artoria rightfully used her sword to deftly block the stabbing spear. But this shot, which was supposed to be painless, suddenly blew a strange wind. Centered on the opposing spears and swords, a whirlwind rolled up without warning.

"Huh?!" Artoria cried out in surprise and took three steps back. Lancer had a calm expression on his face, not ready to chase after him at all. In Alice Field's opinion, she didn't even know what was going on. It's just a gust of wind, just for a moment, and it's not like there's any other magic. But the question is where the wind came from, as it was clearly not caused by Lancer's gun.

However, Saber was the only one who was surprised. Lance。 Laughed, scoffing at her surprise. "Your sword, exposed."

Lancer whispered triumphantly, and Artoria, who was silent for unknown reasons. These are the only two parties who understand the reason for this. The wind is emitted by Artoria's sword. To be precise, it should be from her Wind King enchantment. The air that had been compressed within the barrier to distort the light was released in an instant. At the moment when it collided with Lancer's spear and sword. Then, the corner of the true sword exposed from the broken barrier was seen by Lancer. And what he said just now was evidence that his gun had torn through the Wind King's enchantment.

"I can see the blade of your sword, and I won't be fooled by you anymore." Lancer roared and rushed over.

As he said earlier, every shot is a lethal attack, there are no superfluous movements, and every move is calculated accurately. Artoria could only do her best, using her sword to block every attack. In an instant, the remnants of a golden sword appeared in a flicker. The constant leaking air pressure gathered into a strong hurricane that violently blew Saber's blonde hair away. There is no doubt that it was the red spear that lifted the Wind King's barrier. In the midst of constant fighting, the previously invisible sword was now almost completely exposed.

In the constant attack, Artoria keenly spotted a loophole in the opponent. Even if you can't block this blow, as long as you can dodge, you can rely on the hardness of your armor to prevent his attack. It's a great opportunity to fight back. Artoria instantly turned her hand and stabbed her sword into Lancer's shoulder, ignoring the tip of the spear that grazed her ribs. This bit of strength can be blocked with armor, and his own sword can cut the opponent into two pieces. The sudden pain made Artoria wake up. Withdrawing the stabbing sword, he turned his body to the side and flipped on the ground. At that time, the situation could only be described as a thousand shots. Lancer's gun was covered in blood.

“Saber!” No longer thinking about what was happening, Alice Fell immediately used magic to heal the wound in Artoria's abdomen.

"Thank you Alice Phil, I'm fine. The healing spell worked. She clutched her wound as she spoke, as if the pain of the wound had not yet fully resolved.

"Can't you win easily?" Hearing this, Lancer didn't have a look of disappointment, but shouted excitedly.

Artoria gritted her teeth and calmed down, her mind piecing together a series of events in an attempt to find the cause of the matter. The armor did hold up against Lancer's gun, but even so, the gun stabbed itself. Moreover, there is not a trace of scar on Artoria's armor now. In this way, there can only be one result, and that is that the moment the gun touches the armor, the armor disappears. Armor is made of magic. Linked to the disintegration of the Wind King's enchantment before, the moment his gun touched the enchantment, the enchantment was loosened.

"I see. I know the secret of your gun! "That red spear can cut off magic.

"You'd better give up your armor Saber, you're no different from being naked in front of my gun." In the face of Lancer's sarcastic words, Mordred shouted angrily, "Shut up, dare to flirt with your father, are you so anxious to find death?" ”

Lancer glanced at Mordred defiantly and said, "Are you going to bully more with less?" Then let the horses come! ”

"Don't worry." Artoria shook her head at Mordred, then looked at Lancer, "I'm going to have a headache if I can make you so proud if I take off my armor." The silver armor wrapped around his body suddenly scattered in all directions. Chest pads, wrist pads and leg pads, there is nothing left. She automatically disarmed. The fragments of the armor lost their magical power and gradually disappeared like smoke.

"Since you can't defend it, you can only be cut before you are cut. Come to your senses! Lancer!” Dressed in thin civilian clothes, the battle began again. The tip of the spear pierced from below. She deftly dodged and confronted Lancer with half of her body. She is no longer defensive, just ready to take down the opponent with a reverse blow.

Artoria decided to split the battle with the final blow regardless of the result. Everyone saw her decision on her face.

"The final blow, is this the so-called all-or-nothing bet." Lancer said with a look of contentment in a nostalgic tone, but there was obvious nervousness in his words.

"I admire your bravery and neatness." Lancer swayed sideways defiantly. "But now, I'd like to say, you've made a mistake, Saber."

"Then give it a try, and you'll talk about it when you eat my sword." Artoria lunged forward without showing any weakness, where Lance's spear was completely unfortunate, and if he couldn't keep up with Saber's speed, he would surely die.

Watching her opponent's footsteps, she calculates the timing. Lancer should be able to calculate the speed of her dash through the magic on her body, but she still has a plan. A little, just a little, Lancer's footsteps slowed. He stepped on a piece of ground made of grains of sand, which must have been rolled up from the asphalt road. Lancer's leg sank into the sand and stopped. When Artoria was desperate and couldn't turn back, Lancer didn't react. He seemed to have given up on the attack, and the red gun remained motionless. But his legs moved.

[I remembered!] Mordred suddenly remembered that the short spear on the ground was also a treasure. It is a cursed "perishable yellow rose".

Lancer kicked the sand from his feet, but instead of the sand, it was the short gun that Lancer had thrown away. The blade was facing the direction Saber was flying from. The spell on the spear has also been unraveled. The spell reveals a golden spear.

At this point, Artoria had no time to stop. She stared at the spear, at the intense magic that swirled around its blade. She couldn't stop her movements, so she waited quietly for the moment when the blade pierced her throat.

"Bell!" The yellow gun didn't stab Artoria. In mid-air, he was blocked by a large red and white sword.

“Lancer！ I still think of you as a real knight. This kind of little trick, really...", he said indignantly with his sword. Artoria's injury to Lancer had already made Mordred very angry. At this moment, there is nothing left to vent. "Suffer death!" With that, the sword with the scarlet lightning bolt slashed at the spearman.