Liu Ling temporarily detached himself from the momentum confrontation with Archer.

He looked at the sudden appearance in the atrium, the skull mask, the assassin Heroic Spirit clone that had been killed by himself, appeared here, and said in a slightly puzzled tone.

"These are all Assassins?! When I was in Warehouse Street, I obviously killed him. ”

"And there are so many Assassins...... No, these Assassins shouldn't be the main body, and their breath is much weaker than the Assassin in Warehouse Street, could it be the cannon fodder clone made by the Assassin body? ”

Looking at the Assassin clones who were scattered one by one, Liu Ling's heart was a little uncertain.

Although judging from the aura of these Assassin clones, their strength should not be very strong, at most they are only in the early stage of condensation.

But this kind of amount still makes Liu Ling feel quite tricky.

Just like when Caster summoned an army of monsters in the forest, perhaps the individual strength of the clones of the Assassin is limited, and they are not the enemy of Liu Lingjihe, but as the so-called ants can bite and kill elephants.

Now, if the Assassin clones in this atrium attack him together, Liu Ling can't guarantee whether he will be safe from these many clone attacks.

"It's not the best strategy to fight hard now, let's observe the situation."

The small hand quietly pressed the hilt of the sword, the silver intent in Liu Ling's eyes was hidden inside, and his body did not move, planning to observe the development of things, and then make a move when the time was right.

While Liu Ling stood silent, Saber took a step forward and stared into Archer's eyes and said.

"Why is Assassin here...... These are all instructions from you, right? Archer！ ”

"Huh?"

Archer shrugged innocently and replied indifferently.

"Who knows, I don't have to figure out what those bastards think."

"You ......"

Saber bit her lower lip and tried to say the three words you lied, but looking at Archer's non-fake look, Saber still couldn't say the last two words.

In fact, a few days ago, Emiya Kiritsugu had vaguely guessed that Assassin had the ability to clone, which was confirmed by Emiya Kiritsugu with his own eyes when he was on Warehouse Street.

So in the conversation with Emiya Kiritsugu, Saber and Alice Phil naturally learned about this, and knew that the two heroic spirits, Assassin and Archer, seemed to be related, and they were most likely allies.

Perhaps Archer, who thinks highly of himself, disdains to work with the Assassin, but Archer at least knows that the Assassin exists.

Archer's lack of a word about this made Saber, a righteous knight, feel slightly disgusted.

"Ahh......h Isn't this the time of the Church's absence? Why would the other side still send Heroic Spirits into battle? ”

Seeing several enemies approaching the area, Webber let out a sigh that bordered on screaming.

I can't understand it, this is completely against the rules and restrictions of the Church's immunity from war in the Holy Grail War.

"And what's going on?! How many Assassins could be one after the other...... Isn't there only one Servant at most per class?! ”

Seeing Weber's embarrassed face, one of the Assassin clones couldn't help but laugh evilly and said explanatory.

"Little man...... You're right, we are indeed servants with the whole as an individual, and the individual in it is only a shadow of the whole. ”

"Shadow ......"

Webber and Alice Phil looked at each other, unable to understand that the Assassin summoned by Yan Feng Qili was actually such a special existence.

Judging from past knowledge, the reason why Assassin can create clones is because he has multiple personality disorder, and each personality can lead a clone.

In modern medicine, Assassin's multiple personality disorder is defined as a psychotic phenomenon.

To his real name Hassan. In the case of Sabaha's assassin, the psychosis is undoubtedly a mysterious "ability".

This is the only Servant that has a single body, but can have several, if not dozens, clones at the same time.

Fundamentally, these clones are all derived from the same soul, and it is only because of the loss of the shackles of the primary personality that these clones can transform into different forms of their respective entities with the power of the Holy Grail.

Of course, although these clones can be manufactured in large quantities, the total amount of mana is only for "one person", and the ability value of the split clones will definitely not be comparable to that of the main heroic spirits.

And every time a clone is created, the clone will extract a part of the original power of the ontology, which will weaken the power of the ontology in disguise.

But because the Assassin has the exclusive skills of this investigation, the group formed by this doppelganger can be said to be extremely strong in the investigation activities.

"Do you mean...... We've been watched over our daily lives by this bunch of guys until today? ”

Alice Phil muttered a little nervously, which made Saber shiver when he heard it.

Although the individual clones of the Assassin are not powerful enough, they are able to sneak up on them, and there are many of them, even if Saber is the strongest single combat force among the Servants, these clones pose a considerable threat to Saber just like they did to Liu Ling.

And the Assassin clones who have been tracking the target like a shadow all the time, and the Assassin clones who conducted reconnaissance actually abandoned the concealment of their aura at this moment, broke into the atrium head-on, and watched them lean forward without fear, which means that ......

"Whether it's the Assassin or its Master, they're going to get serious."

Saber gritted his teeth as he looked at the skull masked clones who had surrounded them, skull masks and chuckling.

Saber is confident that he will never lose if he attacks from the front, but only if he is the only one who confronts the enemy.

Because the Assassin's doppelgangers surrounded the atrium, Alice Fell couldn't escape the siege.

As a result, Saber now has to protect Alice Phil, no matter how weak the Assassin is, but it is quite a threat to humanity.

Even Alice Phil, the android of Einzbelen, who is fluent in magic, can't stop the Assassin clone for a few seconds with magic alone.

It's impossible to rely on Alice Phil to protect herself, so Saber wants to fight while protecting Alice Phil, and the large number of Assassins becomes a very urgent problem.

There are many doppelgangers in Assassin, so Saber may not be able to spare time to protect Alice Phil from harm when he is going all out.

This, Saber thinks, and Rider, whose master is also present, should be the same.

This should also be a dangerous moment for the conquering king Iskandar.

But...... Why is this giant Servant still sipping Archer's wine?

“...... Ri - Rider, hey, hey, hey......"

Even though Webb shouted uneasily and tried for Rider to come and protect him, Rider still didn't do anything.

Instead, Rider looked at the Assassin clones around him, his eyes still calm and unflustered.

"Hey, little ghost, don't put on such an embarrassed face. Isn't it that there are guests at the banquet, and the wine still has to be drunk. ”

"Where do they look like guests!?"

Webb said with trembling legs.

Rider smiled wryly and sighed, then greeted the Assassin clones who surrounded him, with a dumb expression.

"I said, guys, can you restrain your ghostly spirit? My friend was terrified by you. ”

“......”

Saber was stunned for a moment, at first thinking that he had misheard, but then even Archer frowned and said unhappily.

"Rider, do you want to invite them to the table?"

"Of course, the speech of a king should be heard by all the people, and since someone has come to listen to it, it does not matter whether it is an enemy or a friend."

Rider said calmly as he scooped the red wine out of the Archer container and reached out to the Assassins.

"Come, you're welcome, if you want to drink together, come and fetch your own cup, this wine is with your blood......"

"Whoa—"

An air-piercing thud answered Rider's words.

Only the handle of the spoon in Rider's hand is now left, and the spoon has partially fallen to the ground.

It was one of the Assassin's clones, who had let the wine in the spoon scatter on the floor of the atrium.

“......”

Rider speechlessly looked down at the liquor scattered on the ground.

At this point, the clones in the skull masks let out a shrill laugh as if they were mocking his childish actions.

This was their response to the king of conquest.

(To be continued)