Further west in the deep mountainous area of Fuyuki City, a long national highway stretches westward with its back to the city and the lights of the city. At the front of the road, an untouched forest awaits visitors. Along this road across the county border, the national highway winds quietly ahead.

Although there are two-way lanes, there are few signs of oncoming cars on national highways with sparse street lights. The national highway at midnight seems to have been forgotten in this silence.

In the silence of the night, a silver beast galloped in.

"Hey, that's pretty fast, isn't it? This"

Alice Field, holding the steering wheel with a smug smile on her face, said. Saber, who was sitting in the assistant's seat full of nervousness, could only reluctantly squeeze out a smile and nodded.

"Really...... Really unexpected...... Highly skilled...... Target...... What about driving. ”

"Right? I've been trained to be so proficient. ”

That being said, judging from her rusty gear technique, she is still far from being a skilled driver.

"Anyway, let's just apologize, okay?" Alice Fell asked.

"Maybe......"

I just wanted to apologize, I guess I wouldn't have started a fight—just as Saber was half-seriously thinking about the question, he suddenly felt a murderous aura come over me.

"Stop!"

"Huh?"

Alice Field, who was suddenly overwhelmed by Saber's warning, asked blankly. Saber didn't bother to explain to her, leaned over to the driver's seat, grabbed the steering wheel with one hand, and then stretched out his left foot and pressed the brakes to the end.

Fortunately, the car drove in a straight line between sudden braking and did not spin violently. Mercedes tires slid down the asphalt road emitting a puff of white smoke. As he slid into the car due to inertia, Saber reconfirmed the source of the breath he had just felt.

That's right, it must be the breath of the Heroic Spirit. It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here.

"Saber, that's—"

At the front of the road, illuminated by Mercedes headlights, a figure with a strange posture appeared. Alice Phil, who saw this, immediately cried out.

The tall figure in front of him stood calmly in the middle of the road, like the danger of a speeding car with nothing to do.

The ancient style of the luxurious robe, the pitch-black texture is dotted with blood-like crimson patterns, and the unusually large eyes are reminiscent of nocturnal animals. And if you don't look at these strange places in time, such a person at such a time and place will definitely not be an ordinary passerby. The inertia of the body was counteracted by the friction of the tires, and Mercedes finally stopped. The vehicle was less than 10 meters away from the figure in front.

“…… Saber”

Saber quickly analyzed the current situation, and then said to Alice Field.

"You get out of the car as soon as I get out of the car. All in all don't get too far away from me."

If the other party is a heroic spirit, the piano-framed car is just as fragile as a cardboard box to the other party. If you stay in the car, you will be defenseless, so it is better to move to a position where you can defend against the opponent's attack.

Saber opened the car door and stepped into the cold night. The night breeze rustled the trees, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt tires from friction. The figure in front of him was unlike anything I had seen before. If it's a Heroic Spirit that he hasn't encountered yet, it should be ...... Caster or Assassin, Saber thought.

Saber and Alice Field, who don't know what happened in Tosaka Mansion that night, can't rule out the possibility of Assassin now, of course, but the heroic spirit in front of them, who neither escaped nor hidden, but stood in front of them openly, should not seem to be Assassin.

But.

Is the expression of a warrior about to fight on his face?

The bewildered Knight King observed the other party's appearance again.

The other party was laughing, laughing for no apparent reason. And it wasn't like the smile of a warrior who died generously. Why is this Caster laughing like that? It was like a long-lost brother reunited, and a flawless smile sparkled on his face full of joy.

And just when Saber was confused, Caster in front of him made an even more puzzling move.

Caster bowed his head respectfully, knelt on the asphalt as if he had met the king's courtiers, and said:

"I've been waiting for a long time, Your Highness"

"Hmmm......"

Saber was getting more and more confused. Although she had received the bowing gifts of countless heroes and heroes as a king, she had no impression of the man in front of her. There was no such man among her former courtiers.

First of all, the title "Holy Maiden" is very strange. When it ruled Britain as King Arthur, it did not reveal its true identity as a woman until the end.

Alice Phil, who then got down from above the Mercedes, hid behind Saber, who was nervously on guard, and quietly watched Caster.

"Saber, do you know this person?"

"No, I don't have the slightest impression of him-"

As if hearing the whispers of Saber and Alice Field, Caster looked up and said:

"Oh, how can you say that. Don't you remember me? ”

To his more marginal words, Saber said unhappily:

"Anyway, it's the first time I've met you — maybe you've made a mistake, you've mistaken someone."

"Oh oh, woo woo woo ......"

Caster whimpered as if he was very sad, his hands clutching his hair. The expression that had been very dramatic just now suddenly changed very dramatically, and he looked extremely embarrassed and depressed. From this alone, it can be seen that he is a moody and dangerous person.

"It's me! I am your faithful servant ever, Jill. Morality. Thunder! I have been looking forward to your resurrection, to the day when I will be able to see you again, and I have been here for this purpose. Joan of Arc! ”

"Jill. Morality. Thunder......? ”

The Heroic Spirit who reported his real name in front of them was already the second. It is unknown what his intentions were, but the name was indeed a prestige worthy of the present-day Caster.

But for Saber, he just wants to clear up the current misunderstanding.

"I don't know your name, and I don't know what Joan of Arc is."

After hearing Saber's answer, Caster said in even more confusion:

"How...... Have you forgotten them all? Have you forgotten everything you did when you died? ”

Saber grew a little tired of the inexplicable situation, and looked at Caster solemnly and said:

"Since you have given your name, I will also tell you my real name as a knight. My name is Artoria, Yuser. Son of Pendragan, King of Britain. ”

Caster still stared blankly at the girl in front of her, who puffed out her chest and proudly reported her name, and was stunned for a moment before crying out.

"Ahhh......h Oh whoa, ah......hhh

- Caster screamed desperately and pounded the ground uncharacteristically.

"What a sorrow, what a sigh! Not only did you lose your memory, but you also lost your mind...... You...... You! God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful woman?"

"What the hell are you talking about, I wasn't-"

"Joan of Arc, it's understandable that you don't want to admit it. I was more pious than anyone else, and I believed in you more than anyone else. But you were abandoned by God, and God did not give you any help and salvation when you were judged to be a witch and put to death. It's not for nothing that you're doing this now. ”

Saber suddenly felt a disgusting sensation that was completely different from his fear. The hairs all over my body stood on end.

The man in front of him hadn't heard Saber at all, or had never intended to listen in the first place. As for Saber, he just made a random conclusion based on his own fantasies, and was convinced of it. Caster, who was dominated by this thought, did not listen to Saber at all.

"Wake up! Joan of Arc! Confused no more! You are the saint of Orleans, Joan of Arc, the savior of France! ”

"Alright, alright! You're in moderation! ”

Saber, who couldn't take it anymore, scolded Caster with a look of disgust as he knelt on the ground.

"I'm Saber. And you're Caster. We are all Heroic Spirits fighting for the Holy Grail. We met here because of this relationship. ”

“…… Saber。 It's useless to say anything to this man. ”

Alice Fell said to her behind the Knight King's back.

"Joan of Arc, please stop calling yourself Saber, and don't call me Caster anymore. We will soon no longer be bound by the shackles of this so-called Servant. The Holy Grail War is coming to an end! ”

"That's just wishful thinking on your part."

This time it was Alice Phil who retorted to Caster in place of Saber, who was already too angry to speak.

"Hey! Marshal Jill, since you said the war is over. So what's going on with the Holy Grail now? ”

"Needless to say, the Holy Grail that can grant all wishes is already in my hands."

Caster said proudly with a satisfied smile.

"My only wish is that Joan of Arc will be resurrected. And now that wish has come true! I didn't even have to fight with anyone, my wish had already become a reality! I didn't even need to fight, the Holy Grail had already chosen me, Jill. ”

A terrible sound of "ding" sounded. A chill suddenly appeared in front of Caster's eyes.

It's Saber's Wind King enchantment. Although Caster couldn't see it, it could also feel the sword aura in front of it.

"If you dare to be disrespectful to our Heroic Spirit's treasures again—I'm going to be unkind. Ｃａｓｔｅｒ！ ”

Although Saber tried to control his words, his voice was still full of sharp murder.

"Come on, stand up. A knight cannot strike at a kneeling person. If you're a Heroic Spirit, put away your sophistry and rely on decent fighting to claim the Holy Grail. Let me be your first opponent. ”

The frenzied flame in Caster's eyes vanished suddenly.

His face, which had been distorted by the excitement just now, gradually regained its calm. Caster looked up at Saber, the strong willpower in his sight showing no sign of waning.

This is a look of secret determination, he just replaces his attachment with a firmer will.

"It seems that it is not enough to just say it with your mouth...... Is your heart still closed? Joan of Arc"

There was no longer a sigh in Caster's gloomy voice, and just as Saberr was about to say something, he suddenly heard the sound of a garment hunting quickly coming from far and near.

Someone's coming! It's a Heroic Spirit! Saber was startled, and had no time to care about anything else, so he retreated sharply and stood in front of Alice Field.

The speed of the man was far beyond Saber's imagination, and he had just hid when a strong wind rushed overhead, and a figure flickered in the moonlight.

Saber said to himself, so fast, but it didn't seem to be coming at him.

As soon as Saber relaxed, there was another strong wind above her head, and the second person was imprinted into Saber's eyes, this person was a woman, with long blond hair fluttering, and her toes were lightly touched on the branches, and the whole person's body swept out more than a dozen feet, but before she left, she seemed to glance at Saber intentionally or unintentionally.

It was a pair of extremely bright eyes, with a kind of arrogance that was high above and looked down on all beings, and a kind of coldness that was thousands of miles away.

Gilgamesh!

Just when Saber was shocked, two figures, one in front of the other and one behind, all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Although Saber has never fought Gilgamesh, he knows that Gilgamesh's combat power is extremely powerful! Looking at the direction in which the two disappeared, Saber was smart.

In this kind of right and wrong place, Caster and Gilgamesh are there, and they have Alice Phil with them, and it is not safe, so it is better to flash early.

The thoughts were just together, and the direction where the Gilgamesh disappeared just now actually heard the sound of the clothes breaking through the air, and then a series of earth-shattering noises came, and an invisible aura lifted Saber and Caster up like substance, Saber released the Wind King Enchantment in the air to protect Alice Phil, and Caster didn't know where to fly.

Saber snorted, clutched his chest and staggered to his feet, looking up to see that a large part of the dense woods had fallen just now, and only a few trees remained where he was.

On the tip of a tree about five zhang on the left, Mo Huai, who was dressed in black, stood on one foot, the moonlight was like water, and the man's squinted eyes showed a look of annoyance and embarrassment, staring ahead.

Following his gaze, Saber saw Gilgamesh again, as if sensing Saber's gaze, Gilgamesh squinted at him, and then stared at his opponent again.

How could they be here?!

Two question marks popped up on Saber's head, why are they here? Aren't they the relationship between the master and the Heroic Spirit, why are there tensions?!

Saber wanted to say something, but under the noses of these two people, the murderous aura was overflowing, and the slightest movement could attract the siege of the two of them, so he could only wait and see.

After a moment of silence, Mo Huai said loudly: "Gilgamesh, stay away from me!" ”