Chapter 37: Out of Control

Webber also noticed Artoria's eyes, and shrugged his shoulders helplessly. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info

Looks like he said the wrong thing.

But in fact, it was he who didn't finish speaking.

Webber looked at Skaha, who was still plain and didn't seem to be a person in the field, and smiled calmly: "I know the identity of that king and know his ability, but I use the spell to prevent him from using some ability, which makes him unhappy... His lord is not only not as resolute as him, but also stupid. ”

Skaha nodded and didn't speak.

- At this time, the unkind eyes of Artoria and the others dissipated, and at the same time, they were shocked.

They listened to Weber... It seems that Gilgamesh wasn't at full strength just now?

Artoria couldn't help but speak: "Master of Berserker, you seem to know Archer's identity?" Can you tell me? ”

But she suddenly blushed a little when she finished speaking.

This is the battlefield, she even asked the enemy about the identity of the enemy...

It's good to lose your identity...

Especially when she saw Webb laughing inexplicably, she suddenly felt a little annoyed.

Annoyed and angry...

Sure enough, should it be said that Artoria's character in this state is distinct and more humane.

“Rider... It's a king, but it's really cute. Webb chuckled.

"Huh? Lovely? ”

The holy spear was parted, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Weber.

"Are you insulting me as a knight?" There was already a slight coldness and murderous aura in his voice.

"That's not true, I just think your appearance is so cute, why do you wear a lion mask." Webber didn't care about Artoria's killing intent, and waved his hand.

"Huh? Do you recognize me? Artoria was stunned.

"He's the one with the girl during the day! Seems to be called Weber, right? Alice Phil looked at Webb carefully and said abruptly.

Webb: "..."

Feelings: These two women didn't recognize me? Webb's expression was a little broken.

"I'll just say why you saluted us inexplicably at that time, and sure enough, it was because of the command that hid the back of your right hand." Artoria shook her head, and the Holy Spear was lowered.

The mask and armor turned into a spirit child and dispersed, revealing a face that was really different from the appearance in the anime.

More mature, more feminine, better looking...

"Saber, let's have a duel next time." She turned her head and looked at Dilumudo, who was a little surprised.

"Okay, let's have a good time next time. Also, I don't want you to interfere in our duel next time. Dilumudo danced a sword flower, the first words to Artoria, and the second to Weber.

"Well, yes... Berserker?! ”

Webb had just nodded in response, when suddenly, he let out a startled question.

- Because Lancelot suddenly let out an earth-shattering roar and picked up a broken street lamp from the ground, the knight did not die with his bare hands, and the black veins spread.

"Roar!"

Then, like a mad dog, Lancelot watched as Artoria roared, slamming her feet on the ground like a runaway train and heading straight for Artoria.

“――――?!”

It was also fortunate that although Artoria had dispersed her armor, the holy spear was still in her hand, so although she was stunned by Lancelot's actions, her good sense of battle still made her raise the holy spear in her hand and make defensive movements.

This also avoided the fate of her being seriously injured in an instant.

However, it was a hasty action after all, and although it blocked Lancelot's attack, it was still sent flying.

“Rider!”

"Berserker's master! What do you want to do! ”

With Alice Phil's exclamation and Dilumudo's fierce accusation, Weber's face became extremely ugly.

“Berserker! Give me back! Webber let out a roar comparable to Lancelot's.

It was hard to imagine that his thin body could let out such a loud roar, but it was also a testament to Webb's anger.

But... Lancelot still rushed towards Artoria, ignoring Weber's master's words.

“... Bastard..."The green tendons suddenly burst out, and Webb lost his temper for the first time.

But it's not surprising that after all, Lancelot attacked the people ... It's Artoria.

If Joan of Arc is Webber's favorite anime character, Artoria is the second.

Although this Artoria is a little strange, but... She's still Artoria.

"With the Offering of the Holy Grail, I enforce it with a Commanding Spell. ――――”

In Dilumudo's fierce eyes, Alice Field's angry eyes, Webber raised his right hand, and the garment-covered spell on his forearm emitted a blinding red glow.

“Berserker! Give it to me..."

As Webb was about to cast the spell, a hand with a black gauze glove rested on his raised arm.

Webb looked up, it was Skaha.

"Let me do it, don't waste the spell." Skaha shook his head at Webb.

The veins on Webber's face gradually dissipated, and he was silent for a moment, seeing that Lancelot had approached Artoria, Webber let out a breath and nodded.

Skaha's eyes changed violently when he received Webb's promise.

From bland, to sharp.

Like a beast standing at the top of the food chain, watching the prey of its arrest, there is something predatory in her eyes.

There was no loud sound of Lancelot slamming on the ground, not even the whistling of the wind as Skaha rushed forward.

Like a floating light, she swept a distance of tens of meters, less agile than Lancelot, but she swept past Lancelot and stopped in front of Artoria, the blood-colored spear that pierced through the Death Glider in a beautiful arc.

The blood spear was cold, and while Lancelot was still in a sprinting position, the tip of the spear quickly poked out, lightly but sharply on Lancelot's left knee.

Lancelot's forward action was paused, and the moment the whole person fell to the left due to inertia, the blood spear was ruthlessly poked out again.

This time, it was Lancelot's right knee.

Lancelot fell straight to the ground, he was screaming, struggling to remember, but Skaha's attack, although it didn't cause substantial damage, left his legs... Unable to move.

Skaha's face froze, and the blood spear swung again, which quickly tapped the joints of Lancelot's arms in succession.

Lancelot's arms were staggered to the ground, and he couldn't move.

But—even so, he watched Skaha roar and roar wildly.

No... It should be said that he was looking behind Skaha, and Artoria, who had just gotten up, roared.

"Still not calm?"

With a slight frown, Skaha raised the spear that pierced through Death, pointed it at Lancelot's brain, and slammed it down.

- She really hates this kind of irrational person, even if his martial arts are enough for her to approve.