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"It's not easy for you to find this place, Saber."

"My—partner has investigated and told me this is your stronghold."

Almost blurting out the word Master and not saying the word Master shows a subtle fluctuation in feelings that even Saber himself is not aware of. Of course, in principle, it is to cover up the truth about who is her real master. However, the most fundamental reason is that she subconsciously doesn't want to admit that Kiritsugu is her master.

Lancer's expression was heavy, unusual, and he hesitated for a long time as if he were picking out words in his head before he asked the visitor a question.

"Where is my master's fiancée now? …… Saber, you won't say you don't know, will you? ”

Saber and Alice Phil both looked confused and looked at each other.

"I don't know—what happened?"

"It's fine. You didn't think I asked. ”

Lancer let out a long sigh, the reassurance that far outweighed the disappointment. He wasn't going to ask Saber that question. Lancer hated just imagining that his rival would resort to such a despicable ploy as taking hostages.

"Before, the battle on the other side was also over. There are still those who haven't made a move, and it is estimated that they will not shoot again. So I don't think you're going to be on the defensive tonight – that's why. Tonight's duel is not to worry about irrelevant people intervening. ”

Saber's whole body overflowed with a calm fighting spirit, and he took a step forward. The slender and short body gives people a sense of majesty. This momentum was accompanied by dazzling magic, turning into brilliant armor that enveloped her whole body.

"It's almost dawn...... There is still a little time in the evening, and if we miss this great opportunity, I don't know when we will have another chance to fight like this without any worries. I don't think it's time to miss this opportunity – what do you think? Lancer。 ”

Lancer, who had lost his usual handsome expression because of his inner worries, finally showed a smile at this time.

“Saber…… Now the only one who can blow a refreshing and cool breeze in my heart is your fighting spirit without any distractions. ”

In fact, Saber was secretly surprised in his heart just now why Lancer had lost his former domineering. It wasn't until I saw his smile that I realized that my worries were unfounded. A man with such a smile really doesn't need any worries and worries. That kind of smile can only be possessed by someone who transcends all difficulties and always stands for what he believes in.

As if trying to drive away all the sorrow and lamentation in his heart, Lancer brandished his black spear, the tip of which was pointed at Saber.

This pair of guns is not his treasure, but in the hands of him, a spearman, it still looks quite extraordinary.

Saber also unlocks the Wind King's barrier. In the center of the whirlwind revealed the golden sword. Faced with the knight who has lost his treasure, Saber instinctively wants to give the other party some justice.

And most importantly, this fierce rival who had met by chance in this world in different planes and planes, the Knight King was convinced that he was a heroic spirit who was worthy to receive the light of his sword that had all its glory in one.

The morning light is faint, and the sky is reddish. In the fresh air, the two Servants concentrated all their fighting energy and attacked silently and nervously. If you are a person with particularly sensitive senses, just standing in the middle of the whirlpool of the fighting spirit of the two people will feel as if you have been hit, and maybe even cause heart paralysis.

The cells of Alice Field's whole body trembled at the premonition of nirvana, not to mention the breath. It's just that even the blood is stagnant.

Then, both sides took a step forward at the same time, with momentum like a rainbow and a crack in the same voice.

Before, they were only able to fight for a short time, and they ended early before they really started. And the two heroes who were able to participate in this decisive battle finally had the opportunity to compete today. Fierce battles were staged again.

Compared to the battle that ended in a hurry not long ago, tonight's battle is on the one hand a repetition of the duel at the standoff on Warehouse Street the other night. But the battle between the two was more intense than the first one—more violent, more direct, more poignant, a head-on clash of forces.

The two no longer test each other. And no more tricks to confuse opponents. Lancer's gun had only one shot from the start, and Saber's sword was completely exposed. Neither used the tricks of intrigue and tricks. Faster, more dignified. After one side performs a move. The opponent immediately went all out to perform a counterattack that could override this move. It is purely a contest of technology, and the edge of the sword and the tip of the gun are opposed, which is more intense and white-hot.

The sword and the magic spear are entwined,-for-tat, and the sparks that burst out are simply dazzling. Legendary treasures driven by strength and speed far higher than human beings, clash with each other to break through the speed of sound and approach the speed of light, and observation has lost its meaning, and the divine skills that have reached the limit at this moment of fierce battle are engaged in a transcendent contest between each other.

I don't know how many rounds have been fought, maybe dozens, maybe hundreds. It is simply impossible to judge with the naked eye. After the two men intersected with their guns and swords, they finally separated their bodies and opened up a distance.

"Saber, you-"

Lancer had just begun his sentence and then continued, his face full of bitterness and confusion.

Although Saber's swordsmanship had only changed slightly, it was indeed a little lighter than the first time, and it was a little sluggish. Lancer doesn't fail to perceive this. This is not due to the depletion of Saber's physical strength, but rather a change in her swordsmanship itself.

Saber clenched the thumb of his left hand, tucked it into his palm, and did not grasp the sword. The remaining four fingers were lightly gripped on the sword. The left hand is only an auxiliary in the control of the sword. The wrist strength of the left hand did not come in handy at all when attacking.

Saber was the one who took the initiative to announce the decisive battle, but she deliberately did not use her left hand. Hold the golden sword with only one right hand.

Of course, Lancer understands why.

Saber had sensed that Lancer, who had lost his Phantasm, was in fact no longer a real threat. That's why she deliberately didn't use her left hand. This is the true chivalrous behavior.

But—even if it was an awe-inspiring concession, Lancer didn't welcome the move from the bottom of his heart.

If Saber is in an absolute weakness due to the loss of the Noble Phantasm, and causes unnecessary concern to Saber.

Judging by the final result, this means that Lancer's move has poured cold water on the duel between the two. Neither of them has any regrets, and doing everything in their power to fight it out is what Lancer wants. If Saber had been overly concerned about formal fairness and had shown mercy, Lancer was a little uneasy about the outcome.

"—If you're mistaken, I'm going to be very bothered. Lancer。 ”

Saber seemed to have guessed what Lancer was thinking, and shook his head gently with a look of awe-inspiring calm.

"If I were to use my left hand, my shame would surely dull my sword. In the face of your superb marksmanship, this will be a fatal mistake. ”

As a matter of fact. Saber had always thought that if it wasn't for that battle with her, how could it be so easy to be robbed of the treasure?

“Saber……”

"So, Dilumudo, this is the best strategy I can take to defeat you with all my might."

Saber said resolutely. The sword was a bit heavy to hold with one hand, and Saber lowered the sword slightly and posed.

The only thing that shone in his eyes was awe-inspiring fighting spirit. There was neither negligence nor hesitation.

Now Saber is undoubtedly determined to break the boat. She also wanted to fight it out in this situation—and when Lancer understood what she meant, she felt a very intense and comforting electric shock in her body.

“…… The sword of the Knight King shone with glory. It's great that I was able to meet you. ”

The two were looking forward to the same path.

If it's a single-plank bridge where you can't give in to each other. Behind those who go first, those who are behind will be sent off with respect.

Because of this, this is a battle with no worries, no distractions, risking your life, and searching for the true value of guns and swords.

Both of them looked nervous and serious, but there was a hint of a smile on the corner of their mouths.

"Chief Knight of the Knights of Fiona, Dilumudo. Audina - going on the attack! ”

"Well done. Artoria, King of Britain. Pendragon takes on ——! ”

The two approached again, blades intersecting. The flames were splashing everywhere, and it could even be seen that the joy of those who took martial arts as the meaning of their existence was shining.

……

"Both of these are equally dazzling, right? Grass mud horse ......," Li Amen said to himself as if he was talking to himself.

As a matter of fact. He wasn't talking to himself, he was talking to the grass mud horse.

No doubt. The Grass Mud Horse he has summoned so far is not an ordinary Grass Mud Horse, but a Detective-specific version of the Heroic Spirit Grass Mud Horse.

The biggest feature of this type of grass mud horse is that it is heterogeneous. Even though they are divided into many individuals, they are all able to connect with each other in essence.

Talking to any one of the Grass Muddy Horses is the same as talking to all the Assassin-type Heroic Grass Mudhorses.

This is not without significance, because the intelligence of these grass and mud horses is no longer weaker than that of people.

By using them and talking to them, Amen was able to learn more and more from them, and then he was able to achieve the step he had envisioned - combining two different types of grass mud horses to form a new type of grass mud horse that was different from the chaos grass mud horse.

The Heroic Spirit Grass Mud Horse that can be different, and the Grass Mud Horse that has a common inner scene, if their advantages are combined, isn't it a copycat version of the Chaos Grass Mud Horse?

In order to achieve this goal, even if Li Amen's magic power has not been completely recovered at present, he will still use these grass mud horses from time to time.

And the grass mud horse will also give the same response to Li Amen's conversations from time to time: grass mud horse.

Although he can't speak human words, in fact, three simple words can convey complex meanings with different speeds and tones, and with the facial expressions of the grass mud horse itself.

Only Li Amen, as the master of grass and mud horses, can analyze and understand it.

Just like now, in the face of the battle between Saber and Lancer, and in the face of Li Amen's judgment, a certain grass mud horse who stayed by Li Amen's side sighed: "Grass mud horse! ”

In fact, it's saying: Dazzling ghosts, only grass and mud horses are the brightest creatures in the world!

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