I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

"It's not good."

Kotomine Kirei murmured to himself while hiding among the containers.

The same words echoed in the Tohsaka family's magic workshop. Through the familiars who acted together with Kirei, Tokiomi Tosaka witnessed most of the battle at Warehouse Street, and of course he heard Rider's taunts.

Both he and Kirei thought of a heroic spirit who would never ignore Rider's provocation.

A moment after Rider roared, a golden glow appeared.

The overly dazzling light made people squint their eyes involuntarily, but everyone present no longer felt surprised.

What appeared after that was the fourth Servant who appeared tonight.

The first impression this servant gives is that of glittering gold.

It looks like armor made of pure gold, golden upturned hair, and golden hangings. Looking around, apart from white skin and red eyes, there is only a golden light, which makes people dizzy.

The golden servant stood on top of a street lamp ten meters above the ground, looking down at everyone below with unabashed arrogance.

The four Masters, Shinji, Weber, Kenneth, and Emiya Kiritsugu, immediately confirmed the job description of the visitor - Archer (Archer), the last member of the Three Knights class together with Saber and Lancer.

"Those who don't take me seriously and claim to be king without knowing how high the heaven and earth are, two of them emerged overnight."

As soon as he opened his mouth, the golden heroic spirit curled his lips in great displeasure, showing his contempt for the three servants facing each other.

Although Archer's proud attitude and tone are exactly the same as Rider's arrogance, they are fundamentally different. The Conqueror's voice and eyes are not as cold and callous as Archer's.

Rider didn't seem to expect that someone with a tougher attitude than him would appear, scratching his chin in confusion.

"Even if you say something rude, I, Iskandar, am still world-famous and the only conquering king."

"It's ridiculous. I am the only hero who can truly be called a king. The rest are just bastards who pretend to be heroes."

Archer simply made a declaration that was more than an insult. Saber was angry and Rider was surprised. Just when Rider was about to say something else, someone beat him to it.

"Is it just heaven and earth? Then my queen seems not to be in this range."

The red container directly opposite Archer was covered with ink shadows at some point. Even though it was under the direct light of the street light, it was still blurry.

The shadows gradually dispersed with the deep but beautiful female voice, revealing the fifth servant among them.

If Archer represents gold, she represents shadow.

If Lancer is the prince charming in the hearts of thousands of women, she is the dream lover of countless men.

She doesn't have Saber's majesty, Archer's arrogance, or Rider's majesty, but the queenly spirit hidden behind elegance and intelligence is no less impressive than the previous three kings.

She said in a calm tone to every Master and Servant in the light and dark:

"She is also from Celtic, Queen Scathach of the Kingdom of Shadow. Due to some special reasons, this Holy Grail War appears in the world with the job of Assassin."

"It's actually the Queen of the Demon Realm!"

How could Saber and Lancer not know the name of Scathach? It was an existence older than the two of them. Even in the era when the two were active, it was a fascinating figure that only existed in legends.

Just like when Rider reported his name, no one doubted Scathach's identity. Although it is unknown why this legendary immortal female warrior participated in the Holy Grail War as a Servant, her unique temperament cannot be faked.

"It's getting more interesting."

After the initial surprise, Rider looked away from Scathach and looked at Archer with a more playful expression.

"So, what do you think of this Queen of the Demon Realm? Archer."

"Humph, you're still a bastard." Archer still had the same arrogant attitude, but the condescension in his eyes was obviously much less.

"Since you are so loud, how about you tell me your name first? If you were also a king, wouldn't you be afraid of showing your name?" Rider was half teasing and half irritating.

Archer's red eyes became more and more arrogant and angry, staring at the giant man in front of him.

"Are you questioning me? A mere bastard actually wants to question this king?"

According to common sense, it makes sense for Rider to ask Archer's real name, but from Archer's point of view, this seemed to be a great disrespect to him, and the golden heroic spirit began to show murderous intent.

"You have the honor to meet me, but you don't know who I am. Such a stupid person can only die to apologize."

After Archer made this assertion, strange flame-like auras slowly rose up on his left and right sides. In the next moment, weapons suddenly appeared in the empty sky with dazzling brilliance.

The unsheathed swords and guns were all decorated in a dazzling way and emitted magical power that could not be concealed. They were obviously no ordinary weapons.

"Noble Phantasm!"

Could it be that Archer didn't even do the most basic tests and would use his trump card as soon as possible?

Everyone who didn't know Archer's background was surprised and confused, with the exception of Matou Kariya.

Saber, Lancer, Rider, and Assassin have all identified their masters. The Caster team does not abide by the rules of the magician world and is obviously an intruder. The identity of Master Archer is about to be revealed.

"Haha, hahahaha."

In the darkness, Matou Kariya's eyes were bloodshot due to years of hatred, and laughter leaked out.

The long-awaited moment has finally arrived. A year of desperate training is just for today.

Tokiomi Tosaka.

He is both Aoi's husband and Sakura's father. Someone who tramples on the happiness of mother and daughter.

He got everything Kariya longed for, and despised everything Kariya longed for. This made Matou Kariya unable to dispel his resentment no matter how angry and cursed he was.

Now is the time to avenge the past. The resentment boiling in his chest turned into a sharp sword, and the time had come to challenge that man.

Even if I don't get Aoi's heart by doing this, even if I do it just to comfort myself, even so, I, I still want to——

"kill him!"

Destroy Archer!

The moment before Archer released his Noble Phantasm, a torrent of magical power blew from nowhere. No one expected this.

In the eyes of everyone who were either surprised or confused, the upward curling magic power gradually solidified into a line and turned into a stubborn and unyielding figure.

That shadow stands. It's about two blocks closer to the ocean than the four lanes of Lancer and Saber battlefields. Yes, his figure can only be described as a shadow.

The tall, broad-shouldered man was covered in armor. But it was different from the silver armor that tightly wrapped Saber's body, and the luxurious gold armor that Archer wore.

The man's armor was black. There is no exquisite decoration, no polished colors.

Darker than the shadows accompanying Scathach, extremely black like hell, even his face was covered by a helmet. Deep in the small cracks of the helmet, only the dazzling light emitted by the eyes burning like fire can be seen.

There is no doubt that this is a Servant.