I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Both Shinji and Chiron are the kind of people who act resolutely once they get serious. When they say they need special training, they immediately start preparations.

"First of all, we need a sufficiently open space. I don't know if there is a suitable place inside the castle."

"I'll ask the Danik clan leader later. If not, I'll go look outside the city. There should be a suitable place inside the barrier."

"Well, if there is no problem, we will gather at the training ground at six o'clock tomorrow morning and start training."

"Won't you start tonight?"

"It is very important to balance work and rest. You have already fought a battle today, and your body has not recovered yet. You also need some time to sort out the battle just now."

"All right."

Shenji actually wanted to say: This small injury is nothing. As long as you can still move, Scathach, the training will not stop.

But who told him that the one facing him was not Scathach, but Chiron? You are the teacher, you have the final say.

"What about the specific training programs?"

"The first step is to dodge my arrows. Although I can't keep up with Achilles' speed, my arrows can. You must..."

This exaggerated mobility left the Fulwigi siblings dumbfounded. You must know that the siblings are still digesting the affairs of Achilles and Hector.

"Sister, it seems like there's nothing wrong with us."

"Indeed, how about we also do magic training?"

"Good idea, uh- no."

"What's wrong?"

"I just promised Uncle Danik to catch Rider and the escaping android, but now -"

Looking at the two servants chatting animatedly, Corless sighed helplessly.

"I'll go talk to my uncle. After all, it's Assassin's request, so I can help them apply for a venue."

"Please, sister." Koresh's participation in the Holy Grail War was just an accident, so he had little communication with other masters of the Thousand World Tree clan, including the leader Danik. It was really difficult for him to ask him to go directly to Danik or go back on his promise. Fortunately, Fiore took the initiative to take over this problem.

What happens next is a matter of course. When Fiore said that Assassin had asked Archer to do special training for the Red Rider, Darnic canceled the mission of the Archer team without saying a word, and replaced it with the final Saber team.

Gold didn't put on airs and readily accepted Danik's request, which made the latter a little uncomfortable - did this arrogant man take the wrong medicine today?

The medicine was taken correctly, but his IQ returned to normal levels.

Just now, Gold was asking about the details of Siegfried's battle to see if he could find an entry point to understand each other. When he heard that it was Achilles, he was so damned good at Siegfried. How dare Gold continue to be arrogant. Hearing that Chiron and the strange assassin were doing special training to deal with Achilles, he was too happy to bother him.

So there was a scene where the Saber group blocked the road.

"Rider. You can't let that android go, please step back."

Even if he was told this, it would be impossible for this black rider to obey him honestly.

"Don't I?"

Simply kicking Gold's proposal away, the time for thinking is equivalent to zero. That quickly aroused Gold's dissatisfaction as if he hadn't thought about anything. He didn't bother to say more to this troublemaker whose rationality had evaporated, and waved his hand.

"Saber, restrain the rider."

Siegfried, who was given the order, took a step forward.

"Huh? Hey, is your master not crazy yet?"

Siegfried kept silent, rushed forward and grabbed Astolfo's head and arms, pulled him away from the android, and knocked him to the ground.

The artificial figure that was originally leaning on Rider's body fell to the ground with its strings broken.

"Varied--!?"

After all, they are two people with different specifications. Astolfo was suppressed by Siegfried, struggling wildly with his feet.

"Wait, wait a minute! Wait a minute! Let me go, Saber!"

"Well, let's take both of them back..."

The android lay on the ground and looked up at Gold. He had neither strong hostility nor a look begging for mercy. Rather, he has inorganic pupils like the lens of a camera, spying on human beings.

"...Tsk!"

After clicking his tongue, Gold grabbed the slender arm of the android and looked up and down with slight confusion.

"It's no different from other androids? Why does Caster value you so much? What's the difference?"

The artificial humans of the Thousand World Tree clan were all made by Gold. He was very curious about the reason why Caster, who was also a magician and fell under the alchemy classification, went to great lengths to capture Sieg.

silence.

The android tried his best to turn his brain, which was stuck in a quagmire due to fatigue, back to normal. The wrist was pinched so tightly that it was about to break. The man wanted to catch himself, seemingly on Caster's orders.

Why do you have to be so stubborn about yourself? not understand. Although he didn't understand it, as he said, what awaited him would be the fate of being ground into pieces. In other words, to escape from this situation, a choice must be made.

However, that is no choice for an android. That is an option that cannot be chosen by creatures that can already see the future. Sure, it goes against the laws of nature to live by trampling on the lives of others when your own life is just like floating.

"Asshole!! What are you thinking!? Don't hesitate! Don't give up! Do you want to live!? You told me that you don't want to die! Then, shouldn't you fight to the end! You have such a right! ! No matter what others say, I, Astolfo, will recognize you!!"

Astolfo's words forced his spirit back from the brink of collapse. That's right, at least he should have made up his mind to survive. No matter how bad a life it is. In order to hold your head high in front of those who have helped you. If you want to survive, didn't you make a wish like this?

"Shut him up, Saber."

Gold, who seemed to be disturbed by the shout, glanced at Siegfried impatiently. Siegfried covered Astolfo's mouth to prevent him from making any sound.

Taking advantage of this little time, the android fumbled around with the technique - what was needed now was, after all, destruction. He clenched his fists and made up his mind to go all out to kill the magician named Gold.

Let the body accelerate to the brink of destruction. Just like when destroying tempered glass before, first understand the composition of the human body, synchronize it and then destroy it.

"What……!?"

Realizing that he had activated the magic circuit, Gold looked at the artificial man without a name with a stunned expression. The android held his hand firmly, settled down all the thoughts, and weaved the opening words.

“Strasse/Gain!!”

The magic power flowing throughout the body changes in the direction most suitable for tearing flesh and bones and crushing bones. To use a metaphor, the palm is both the body of a gun and the scabbard of a sword. Bullets or blades flying from there will ruthlessly destroy Gold's arms, not only that, but also gnaw out his heart.

"Hmm - Anamorphism eisen arm (turn into an iron arm)!"

The magic weaved in an instant highlights the fatal flaw in the magic used by the androids. This type of magic analyzes the composition and modifies the magic power to optimally destroy the target object. If the composition itself is changed, it will only cause a small explosion.

The compatibility is too bad, that's all I can say. A defective product created using Einzbern's alchemy, it was fatally incompatible with Gold, who also learned alchemy.

There was a small explosion, and Gold winced. But as a result, the android who tried to kill Gold, including the escape just now, had reached the limit of physical strength.

"You, this... guy...!!"

Gold was shaking and furious. No part of my body could be called injured, and the pain immediately subsided. An injury of that level can be completely healed in just a few seconds, let alone a day.

The question is, was it not someone else who inflicted harm on him, but a mere magic power supply battery, or was it made by himself? What's more, the attack just now contained clear murderous intent.

This guy wants to kill me!

This understanding is correct. The android cast the magic with the greatest murderous intent for him. He launched an unimaginable rebellion against his creator, the one who gave life to him, and the existence that was supposed to be eaten, the being that was supposed to be consumed, suddenly showed its claws.

This was unimaginable to Gold, who regarded artificial humans as consumables and his own possessions.

"Are you kidding!! Just a man-made person...! He wants to kill me! Impossible! Impossible! Impossible! Impossible!"

Driven by this anger, Gold waved his steel fist and punched the artificial man who was already exhausted and unable to resist. At this moment, Danik's order had disappeared without a trace from his mind.

As long as this punch hits, the fragile heart of the android will be broken instantly.

Astolfo's eyes widened and he tried desperately to get away from Siegfried.

Siegfried couldn't bear it, and the strength in his hands couldn't help but become a little lighter.

At this moment, less than three meters in front of Gold, a strange magic power that he had never felt before suddenly erupted, accompanied by a majestic roar.

"stop!"

In an instant, the strong wind roared, and Gold's fat body bore the brunt and was blown backwards.

Seeing this, Siegfried immediately gave up on Astolfo, quickly rushed behind his master, and caught him.

The two people lying on the ground escaped unharmed because the force-bearing area was small.

"Zig, Zig, are you okay?"

Astolfo didn't even care about what was happening. He rushed to Sieg on all fours and shouted loudly.

"Answer me quickly."

"It's okay..." Sieg raised his head and tried to force out a weak smile.

"That's great." Astolfo hugged the android in front of him and almost shed tears.

"I suggest you not to use so much force. He is very weak now and cannot bear it."

Astolfo and Sieg looked up at the same time and looked at the silver figure in front of them. They knew that she had saved them.

"Who are you--?"

Gold and Siegfried also had the same question, but soon they knew the answer.

The tall woman in silver armor did not hide her aura as a servant. The sign belonging to the same camp clearly declared that she was the last servant of her side.

"Black Lancer!!!"