Lost Narrative Poetry

However, the question is whether to kill Lancer?

For Xia Ran, this matter itself is not too difficult, especially when the other party is unprepared for her. Referring to the result of Medusa's neck being broken by the people's teacher...

What really made him hesitate was that killing Lancer might not bring much benefit, at least to him personally.

For others, the number of opponents they need to face is reduced by one, and the pressure they face will be relatively relieved... because they do not need to pay a price, and they have been eliminated without even revealing a few cards. A rival.

At the same time, it will also let most people focus on Xia Ran in advance, suspecting that he is also not a Master, but a Servant or something...

Although this is not an unacceptable problem, after all, Xia Ran has prepared a thousand-layered routine from the beginning——

He directly pretended to be Berserker's Master, thereby hiding the existence of Matou Kariya, but only on the first floor.

And the fact that he is actually a Servant is only on the second level... but he can continue to hide Medea's existence, which can be said to have no impact at all.

Xia Ran was still a little insensitive because of being criticized. In his imagination, Gilgamesh should be the one to play such a targeted role. Naturally, he himself should have raised his arms and called out - "There is no need to talk about moral ethics with this kind of idiot, let's all join in" - and then the heroes would respond.

Of course, it is not entirely up to him to decide whether to fight or not. If Lancer really attacks, he will not let the opponent go... However, a certain conquering king will not sit idly by.

The air on the battlefield was frozen due to tension. Lancer pressed closer step by step. Humiliation and anger filled his face with an expression of grief and indignation. His body no longer belonged to him, it was just a cold body bound by the Command Seal. Just a heartless machine.

All the skills and abilities that Lancer honed during his lifetime are now being used at will, regardless of his personal beliefs, and are only used to carry out the Master's supreme orders... although he is obviously trying his best to resist the mandatory orders of the Command Seal, otherwise For a Servant, it would take less than a second to directly cross a distance of tens of meters.

The master behind him, Kenneth, had very precise tactics. He seized this opportunity and wanted to kill the other two masters at the same time.

The reason why Lancer is not allowed to help Berserker and join forces to get rid of Saber as soon as possible is because the battle between Servants is difficult to end in a short time. Even if the true name is exposed to others, the Liberation Noble Phantasm can ensure that it is absolutely possible. Instant kill.

Because there is no guarantee that Saber will not have a trump card to save her life. After all, in the Holy Grail War, Caster is recognized as the weakest class and no one wants it. However, Saber, Lancer, and Archer are called the "Three Horsemen", which is another extreme that everyone wants.

According to everyone's common sense, which Servant can occupy these three seats does not have two trump cards? So overall, it is safer to deal with the Master directly.

If you are lucky, both masters will be killed directly, which is equivalent to getting rid of two groups of people at once. If you're not lucky, for example, that woman is probably just a bait on the surface, so you can at least kill one, right?

Kenneth didn't want to believe that his luck would be so bad, so he didn't think there was anything wrong with his judgment.

"sorry……"

If there is a book, it will be long, if there is no book, it will be short. Lancer groaned in pain at this time, and was already in front of Xia Ran and Irisviel.

Saber in the distance let out a low roar of shock and anger, but she was unable to break through the blockage of the crazy black knight. The latter seemed to have completely gone berserk, attacking her with all his strength, and she was in a hurry. Disorganized, almost unilaterally suppressed...

"It's really troublesome... Madam, when he makes a move, you turn around and run immediately, the faster the better." Xia Ran had a headache and sighed softly. As if there was no other way out, he took a step forward and blocked Ai Li. In front of Sphire.

If the Holy Grail War had just begun and the Little Holy Grail was destroyed, it would really be a headache...

"Wait a minute, didn't you ask Berserker to come back?" Irisviel's face was full of shock. What happened to this man? Are you going to block the knife for yourself?

And at such a critical moment, the magician didn't even plan to call back the black knight... Could it be that what he said was true? It wasn't that he gave Berserker any orders, but that Berserker suddenly lost control of himself. ?

Xia Ran didn't have time to answer, because at this moment, Lancer roared and sprinted quickly, and the spear in his hand stabbed out like a poisonous snake, heading straight for his face.

But even at this critical moment, his expression was still calm and natural, standing in front of Irisviel without even taking a step back or making any dodge behavior.

Rumble——! !

But at the same time, there was a deafening roar!

It was Luo Lei who suddenly visited the battlefield. It has a flash that can turn day and night upside down and make people dizzy, and a roar that is even louder than thunder. It is an impact sound that can shake the earth.

Lightning did not fall from the sky, but passed across the ground, and the chariot full of thunder and lightning was speeding.

Faced with this lightning strike that seemed to travel at the speed of light, Lancer was almost crushed. Only at the last moment did he jump back dangerously to avoid such a strike. However, the original attack was taken as a matter of course. interrupted.

This sudden enemy rushed into the battlefield rudely, and the time to intervene was perfectly grasped.

"This is..." Irisviel was stunned and opened her mouth in surprise.

It was an ancient chariot with two heads, but what was tied to the shaft was not a war horse, but a burly and muscular bull with muscles rolling like waves. The hooves of oxen tread the void, pulling a luxurious and magnificent chariot.

The wheels of the chariot roared, and the bull's hooves trampled not the earth but lightning. Every time the oxen's hooves and chariots pedaled into the empty void, purple lightning flashed its spider-web-shaped tentacles, rolling up the atmosphere with a deafening sound.

The magic power bursting out from the lightning could rival the level-A blow that Lancer and Saber unleashed with all their might... There was no doubt that this could only be a Noble Phantasm.

Only a Servant's Noble Phantasm can be so weird and release such huge magic power.

On the galloping chariot pulled by the two sacred cows, the rough man chuckled, but did not let the chariot stop. Instead, he continued to rush forward unabated, aiming directly at the violent black knight.

Because it happened so suddenly, Berserker, who was focusing all his attention on Saber, didn't even have time to look back to see what happened, and he happened to be entangled in Saber's attack in return.

——The result is naturally that he was pushed out at once!

The impact was so terrifying that it sent him flying for dozens of meters. The black-armored figure rolled to the ground several times before stopping. Obvious marks were also left on the solid cement road.

"Oh! That's it... In this case, the only thing I can do is ask the unreasonable black guy to leave first."

The rough man on the chariot stopped the two sacred cows, and looked down at the beaten enemy from the chariot, with a passionate smile on his rough and high-spirited face.

Behind, Saber, who had escaped from Berserker's entanglement, had no time to thank her, nor was she in the mood to take this opportunity to chase Berserker. Instead, she rushed to Irisviel's position very decisively and quickly——

And just in time to catch up with Lancer who was about to launch a second attack, he waved the Kankansu sword to repel him.

This series of actions were coordinated very well with the big man who was suspected of being Rider and had just appeared to rescue him. Although the two Servants had never met each other, they were both the kind of people who believed in being aboveboard.

Of course, it was also because Lancer tried his best to resist the command of the Command Seal that he would never run if he could walk quickly. Otherwise, it really may not be possible to drag out the few seconds that just change the situation...

"That's it, Lancer!"

After forcing the man with two brushes back, the beautiful blonde girl looked at the knight of the spear in front of her with a complicated expression, and shouted loudly——

"You have no chance of winning now, so just retreat."

She didn't accuse the other party of taking advantage of someone else's situation just now, because that didn't make any sense. If the other party had just been able to make the final say, something like that wouldn't have happened.

Her words were not so much to Lancer as they were a warning to the Master behind Lancer.

"Retreat, Lancer, this is the end of tonight's action." Kenneth was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Although he wasted a command spell, he couldn't continue to be angry.

It's a pity that I am really unwilling to do so! It was clear that he was about to succeed, but everything was interrupted by that damn guy who seemed to be Rider...

And on top of that chariot, there was an arrogant, ignorant, and annoying figure.

"Mr. Weber Velvet..." I don't know what kind of magic was used, but Kenneth's voice reached the battlefield.

On the chariot, the restless minor who should be Rider's master widened his eyes for a moment, and instinctively fear appeared on his face. How could he not recognize the owner of this voice?

"Why did you go crazy and steal my things, and then come to participate in the Holy Grail War yourself? I originally wanted to ask you this, but when I think about it carefully, it is no longer important..."

Kenneth's voice continued, in his creepy, cold teasing tone, as if toying with Webber.

"A mortal like you should have a stable life that belongs only to mortals, but since you took the initiative to break this fate, I can only respect your wishes. The true meaning of the horror of killing each other between magicians and I will teach you pain without reservation. You will definitely feel honored, my student."

In fact, Weber didn't feel anything glorious at all. Instead, his whole body was trembling with fear, and he didn't even have the time to pay attention to the humiliation this sentence brought him.

He was completely unable to determine the source of the sound, and once again felt the overwhelming feeling in his stomach——

It was as if during the years he had lived in the Clock Tower, he had always hated that arrogant lecturer whether he was sleeping or awake. The mean and slender face, the pair of green eyes mixed with insult and pity, looked down from the top of his head. My feelings...

Weber once again experienced it deeply.

"Hmph, you are pretending to be a ghost. If you are really that capable, you can come out directly to challenge my Master and openly decide the outcome instead of hiding in the dark and wailing like a defeated dog..."

Rider, however, snorted in dissatisfaction, stretched out his big hand and gently but powerfully hugged the princess next to him... ah, no, it was the young shoulders of the Master next to him that were trembling with fear.

"If the holy relic is not in the hands of a despicable villain like you, then how could I be summoned? It's really ridiculous. The man who becomes my Master should be a warrior who rides the battlefield with me. He doesn't even meet me. A coward who dares to expose himself.”