Berserker, a berserker class, takes combat as instinct and defeats enemies as pleasure.

When the magician is summoned to Berserker, at the request of the Dirty Inkstone, he adds two bars of 'Berserker' to the chanting and summoning of the 'Berserker' to make the summoned Heroic Spirit forcibly increase the 'Mad' attribute, so that the Servant's rank is determined to 'Berserker' to improve the ability parameters.

But because of this, it increases the burden on the magician himself.

The more mana is needed, and the magic loop is always supplied, the more dangerous it will be.

In order to let Tosaka Sakura return to Tosaka's house, he did not hesitate to let himself become that unbearable appearance, which is not so much unfortunate as 'abnormal'.

Wanting to save the girl at the cost of his own life, he served a black berserker and a white-haired insect envoy who roamed in the night, which was unusually in line with the posture of an anti-hero.

It is precisely because of this that this anti-hero has fallen to such a point.

It is already a miracle that the reason for participating in the war is not to get the Holy Grail, but to go to war for the sake of someone.

Maybe the obsession to save others has turned into an unconscious desire, so I guess it's recognized.

In the past, because I liked someone, I gave up on that person, but now because that person's child was tortured as the adopted son of the Ma Tong family, Ma Tong Yan Ye stood up again.

I want her to be happy, and that's what I must have thought.

For that person, Chancheng Aoi, and the night of the Tong Goose is holding a kind of admiration. For Tosaka Tokitomi. It's 100% disgust and hatred.

It is precisely because Tosaka Shichen trampled on the happiness of mother and daughter. And he fell into a sense of self-blame that Sakura wouldn't have suffered this way if he hadn't left.

Jealous of Tosaka Tokitomi, who 'has everything he wants, but despises everything he wants', Goose Night participated in the Fourth Holy Grail War as a half-asser, and at the same time took responsibility for his actions in the bravest way, and used all his life to desire the girl's happiness.

It's unfortunate.

What a tragedy.

Natsume looked at the street scene in the distance, where something else might be happening.

While thinking, Natsume fled.

It's not that you don't want to fight. I just don't think it's necessary.

Anticipating the attack trajectory, Natsume turned around and jumped to the side, rolling forward while landing, and the ground behind him exploded instantly.

Before Natsume could react, Berserker, who had reached the extreme speed, was already approaching behind Natsume.

No way.

He took out the broadsword and spread the bandages at the same time, and the weapons and broadswords that Natsume directly hit collided with each other.

Bang!

It's an explosion.

An explosion created by a magic loop!

Berserker's armor on his left arm was blown apart, and ignoring the wound, he grabbed Natsume's shoulder with his left hand.

Click!

It was the sound of bones shattering, but the strength didn't increase, because—

Berserker stepped up to Natsume. Smelled a fishy smell, immediately after. Natsume's ears rang with Berserker's hoarse voice.

Although he had lost his ability to speak due to his rage, Berserker spoke it out at the risk of having his throat ripped off.

That word, that word, that character.

No!

Natsume's eyes widened, and he flicked his weapon back laterally, hitting Berserker's abdomen, who had no intention of avoiding it.

Taking a step back, Natsume rubbed his cheeks with his hands, his expression much more panicked than he had just been.

"What's wrong?!"

Saber, who stood in front of Natsume, held the sword in both hands and looked at Natsume with worried eyes.

No, nothing.

In a perfunctory response, Natsume coughed and rubbed his hand on the shoulder that should have been crushed just now.

If what Berserker said was true, then Natsume's jihua would have to change completely.

Yes, the enemy is not a Heroic Spirit who is hostile to himself, but—

Ah, Saber!

Now, I should be able to kill this young king, just like my own identity.

Is it?

Natsume smiled bitterly, although the girl in front of her didn't completely trust herself, but now she was standing on a united front with herself, and Natsume was not sure that she could do it by stabbing her in the back.

The repulsed Berserker was still in place, and he ran to the other end of the container, but Rider had no intention of letting him go.

The galloping chariot cut Berserker's path directly, and he began to bend up, focusing his liliang on his feet.

"Gallop again!"

Give the order to the chariot, and the chariot like a tiger runs over the Berserker in front of it.

It was at this time.

"I'll just say why I always feel unclean! It turns out that a group of mortals and loser dogs are chirping here! Are you here to play with children?! ”

Standing in the air, looking down on everyone from a high vantage point, is a blonde young man in a suit of armor.

The golden armor caught everyone's attention, and he despised everyone with his hands folded.

The magic array under his feet made it stay in the air, and dazzling golden light appeared around it.

It's the king.

It's the strong.

There is a noble aura all over his body, and his unwavering expression makes everyone look like garbage.

Unhurriedly, he continued, a taste that did not allow any interjection.

"It's too weak! I don't even know how I shoot, and who allows the bugs to look up at me too!? ”

Before the words fell, a halo of light appeared behind it, and the halo that fluctuated like ripples gradually unfolded, and then, dozens, hundreds of weapons emerged from it.

Natsume looked at the top of his head, that is the 'King's Treasure'?

out.

Whether it was a golden spear or a sword made of fine iron, they were all under the control of the hero king, Archer, and stabbed at the Berserker below.

In the face of oncoming weapons, Berserker did not flinch,

First dodge the fast-flying spear sideways, then flee from its original position before the other weapon hits the ground.

Raising his right hand, he followed the armor to guide the blade to the side, picked up the spear on the ground and swung it as a weapon.

The fourth axe and the fifth long sword flicked off, and he continued to resist and dodge.

With a weapon in each hand, he threw it at Archer in the air.

"The bastard wants to hurt me too? Get down on my stomach! ”

Without moving, several sharp blades directly terminated the two flying weapons, and the blades glowing with golden light all greeted Berserker's body. (To be continued......)