The battle between the servants outside the temple is fierce.

The Emperor rode his horse and went head-to-head with Mordred......

It's really tempered by the emperor. When the Emperor turned the horse's head around again and planned to continue the lewdness, Mordred stabbed his sword on the horse's hip. After all, the horse's butt is so big, it's easy to find the target.

[Shoot the man first and shoot the horse first, and capture the thief first and capture the king.] It's not an archer, it's not bad. 】

"Shhhhh The famous Mabu Sefarus let out a very human cry of sorrow. Should it be said that it is worthy of being a famous horse in history? It gritted its teeth and sprang out of the way, only to fall to the ground with a limp after it was out of Mordred's attack.

"Hey." The emperor landed safely.

Watching the guy who had been with him for many years suffer this serious injury, he fell to the ground in pain. The Emperor sympathetically crouched beside it and silently comforted Busepfarus.

"Tsk!" Seeing that the Emperor was far away from his attack range, Mordred smacked his lips in pity. Then he provoked: "This trick is called 'needle pricking sycophancy'." ”

The Emperor didn't say anything, he stood up and didn't say a word.

[The other party's heart does not fluctuate, and an invitation to wrestle ♂ is sent to you. Acceptable? 】

[Option: Yes/OK/OK]

【After the countdown ends, wrestling ♂ will start automatically for 10S】

Mordred's mind had such a dialog box inexplicably. It's just laughable.

"Click!!" Mordred's helmet quickly disassembled and dismantled, revealing a heroic face, and said disdainfully, "The things I hate most are carrots, tentacle monsters, and muscular monsters called." This Holy Grail War has seen all but the carrots. Angry or not? You just say I'm not angry?! ”

"After the fight, go back to Britain and dismantle Gawain's gorilla, and before that, you evil will be eliminated first!!" Mordred was disgusted enough by the pure ♂ feelings between the Emperor and the War Horse.

“？？？” The Emperor didn't understand what Mordred was babbling.

"In short, the cavalry without the war horse will leave the field obediently!" Mordred smiled heartily: "Red Thunder!! ”

The Emperor who lost his war horse lost the speed commission brought by the war horse. Once Mordred's Noble Phantasm was released, there was no hope for the Emperor to dodge. The Emperor's army was also entangled in Artoria and could not rush to reinforce the Emperor. Now the only way to end the battle is to take advantage of Mordred's mana and quickly attack.

In this way, it is time to compete in speed.

The Emperor directly launched a charge: "Even if I lose my warhorse, I won't slow down when I ride the ranks!! The Emperor roared, fighting against the last time. With the strength of his legs, the Great Emperor burst out in a short period of time with a speed that was not inferior to that of a war horse. This is the result of his overdraft of himself.

In an instant, the distance between the two was a big chunk.

Mordred also sped up the gathering of the magic power of the Noble Phantasm in his hand.

Both sides are in a race against time, and if the Emperor hits Mordred first or Mordred unleashes the Phantasm first, the battle will be decided.

The distance between the two is getting smaller and smaller. Cold sweat broke out on both sides' foreheads, nervous. A smile appeared on the Emperor's face, it was coming, victory was close at hand.

But Mordred's next words made him fall into an ice cave.

"Victory has been divided~" Mordred swore her victory, "roar!! ”

The light of the Noble Phantasm shone violently.

The Emperor closed his eyes in resignation.