Lost Narrative Poetry

Saber is not a dull person. She had already had doubts before. Now she followed her intuition and confirmed that the black knight in front of her was definitely someone she knew.

Or someone who knows her!

Whether it was the brief battle at the seaside park before or now, it has been proven that the thrust she just made was certainly not perfect. Her posture, speed, timing, etc. were all perfect.

But as a Saber class servant, this sword is definitely in line with the strength, even if it is a hasty attack.

However, this black knight didn't care at all. This was not only a matter of martial arts, but also because the opponent seemed to directly see through the trajectory of the blade within the invisible Wind King's barrier - Saber's holy sword had always been bounded by the Wind King. Protected.

The barrier that wraps around several layers of wind and changes the refractive index of light to cover the sword body cannot enhance the attack power. It can also be used through this barrier to make the enemy unable to recognize the distance and distance of the sword move at all. Orbital attack.

At least when they first met, this magic-like Noble Phantasm would give Saber an advantage, but all this no longer existed in front of the black knight in front of her.

——If the opponent is not able to see through the Wind King's barrier, he or she knows everything about Saber's Sword of Victory from its shape to its length.

Artoria seriously suspected it was the latter, which meant that the other party knew her before she became a Heroic Spirit. She shuddered violently at this terrifying thought, and doubts arose in her heart again that she could not ignore.

Because after screening based on such conditions, although there are many candidates, their identities are very sensitive... The biggest possibility is that the opponent was once a knight of the Round Table under her command. Only in this way can it be possible to fight against her weapons. So knowing about style.

"URRRRRRR——!!"

As if because of the enemy's questioning, the Black Knight's body paused slightly, but then he roared again without any specific meaning, and the machine guns in his hands once again sprayed out red lotus flames!

Saber could only put aside the shock and anger in her heart, and raised the Kankan sword in her hand to fight.

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At this time, Lancer had already left the battlefield in the courtyard. He did not get the honor of facing off against Berserker because it was obvious that Berserker chose Saber as his opponent.

From the beginning, the hail of bullets was mainly chasing Saber, and Lancer was only affected from the side...

Therefore, he was also very decisive. When Saber took the initiative to reverse the offensive to entangle the Black Knight, he broke through from the side and easily rushed into the building deep in Ryudou Temple.

——The violent black knight didn't pay attention to him at all. A shuttle of bullets passed by, and he stopped pursuing him when he found that he couldn't stop him.

Through precise control of the breath, Lancer is convinced that his target is ahead. As long as he controls the two fragile Masters, he can end this battle... Although it is indeed somewhat disreputable, he was summoned this time. , just to make up for the regrets during life and to be loyal to the master.

So no matter how utilitarian Kenneth is, he still doesn't believe what he said, and recently, due to the problem of his fiancée Sola, there has been an obvious rift between master and slave again...

Lancer still hopes to do his best to help the opponent win the Holy Grail War this time, so this kind of thing still has to be done. He has no way to refuse, nor can he act secretly to delay time or anything like that.

However, the next moment, Lancer realized that he actually didn’t need to worry about such things at all——

"Sorry, you two! If you don't want to get hurt... please come with me."

Roughly destroying the sliding door, standing in the corridor outside the door, Lancer with two guns looked at the Japanese room inside. Not surprisingly, he saw the two "Masters" hiding in Ryudou Temple, and his face turned cold. Come and say so.

The words were threatening, after all, this was not the time to be polite and courteous.

Two calm people in the Japanese room sat opposite each other without saying a word, as if they were not in the mood to talk at all. They were just waiting heavily and calmly for the battle outside to end, and then good news or bad news would come in.

One of them was a woman dressed in typical magician attire, wearing an indigo and purple hooded cloak and a purple robe. Her true face was covered by the hood, leaving only her fair chin exposed.

The other one is a handsome man with a long dark blue ponytail, his temples hanging down to his collarbone. He is wearing a long gown and kimono, which gives the impression that he is completely out of date, with a calm expression on his face.

The two masters must have been aware of what was happening outside, but they did not take any action. They just sat here quietly opposite each other, sipping tea and waiting for the noise outside to end.

Of course, this is not a problem. In a sense, it is even very courageous.

Lancer doesn't think there's anything to blame about this. After all, magicians as masters are often very fragile, and they will only act as a drag on the battlefield where Servants are fighting.

Since nothing can be done if you go out, it is better to stay in a safe place, at least it will not make it easier for the enemy to solve the problem.

Lancer rushed in all the way, spending almost any magic power at any cost, simply and crudely destroying countless defense and counterattack spells and barriers set up along the way, before finally arriving here, so overall the protection is actually not there questionable.

This is indeed a safe place. As a Servant, it takes him about a minute to cross the short straight line distance of tens of meters, which is already a clear proof.

——Ordinary magicians would definitely find it difficult to move here. They would probably die if they could not walk more than two meters in the corridor.

It's a pity that Caster has not returned for the time being, and the deployed position has not been able to be used to its maximum effect. Moreover, this time, he and Saber attacked Ryudou Temple together in the surprise attack.

Even if one Berserker is left to guard the door, once it is held back, the other one can go straight in without any hindrance and attack the Yellow Dragon...

Of course, thanks to their accurate timing, the two Masters probably did not expect that the situation would become so bad in such a short period of time, so they did not have time to make up their minds and use precious command spells to directly pull Caster back outside.

After all, if the Servant is the only designated weapon in the Holy Grail War, then the Command Seal is the only trump card to control this weapon. There are only three strokes in total, one use less - and with the reduction of the Command Seal, the Master himself Hopes of winning the Holy Grail War would also quickly fade.

At the critical moment, let the servants move through space to avoid disaster...

At critical moments, let the servants instantly recharge their energy and continuously release the precious phantoms...

Issue a mandatory order to a servant at a critical moment, forcing him to do something he doesn't want to do...

What is even more extreme is that after winning the Holy Grail War, there is only one Holy Grail, but there are two masters and servants. Both of them want the Holy Grail, so how to distribute it?

Then you need a command spell to protect yourself and issue an order like "Suicide! Lancer" at the critical moment.

Command Seals are so precious. If they don't really see a golden opportunity, or it's a particularly critical moment, the Master is often reluctant to use it easily. Tonight's surprise attack is based on this matter. Go up, so that the opposite master cannot react.

At the beginning, they didn’t have time to make a decisive decision and pull Caster back from the outside. When they later discovered the seriousness of the problem, they would never have such an opportunity again——

Lancer held the two magic spears in his hand, one long and one short. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at the two masters in the room. If the two masters on the opposite side showed any uncooperative behavior, he was ready to use command spells or something. If so, he would take action without hesitation.

"This is really funny... Master was originally very merciful and wanted to let you live a few more carefree days. It would be fine if you just lived like this until the last moment, but you couldn't wait to come to claim it. die……"

The purple magician finally spoke, his voice sounding like the night wind blowing, with a hint of laziness.

"Wait, what Master? Aren't you the Master yourself?" The man with two brushes felt something was wrong.

The seven cavalry servants have already appeared, what kind of master can this woman have? Could it be that she is also a follower?

"I have no obligation to answer your questions. This boring war may end faster because of your actions tonight..." The purple magician chuckled, and then looked at the gown opposite him. The man in kimono said, "Assassin, your rest shift tonight is unfortunately cancelled."

Assassin?

Wait, isn't Assassin dead? Just in the storm and thunder that night!

Lancer was even more stunned, feeling that the direction of the plot was completely beyond his expectation. He also decisively waved the spear full of murderous intent, and smashed the tatami in front of him with one foot. The air pressure caused by the swing of the weapon was about to tear the whole thing apart. Room and room.

The lights went out instantly, and the narrow space suddenly fell into darkness.

Although Lancer couldn't figure out what was going on, something was wrong! Something is definitely wrong, so a decisive decision must be made. The original plan will simply not go ahead.

But if he didn't act decisively, he intuitively felt that he might not even have a chance to fight back!

However, the long knife circulated and was swung like a brilliant silver-white arc in the darkness.

In an instant, there was a hand-to-hand encounter, and violent sparks burst out in the air, briefly illuminating the darkness. However, this was meaningless. No one among the three people present needed to rely on the weak light of the sparks. To aid vision.

So Lancer saw it clearly, and his heart suddenly went cold.

At that critical moment, the man wearing a long robe and kimono conveniently picked up a five-foot-long sword from the side. The sword skills he displayed were extremely exquisite, and he almost intercepted his magic spear first. Sharp blade!

Is this really a Servant? ! The eighth Servant? !

If what the purple magician next to him said was not deceiving him, wouldn't it mean that there were nine Servants participating in this Holy Grail War?

Four of them are here at Liudong Temple. How many forces are divided among the five outside to attack each other? No, there are no longer five outside. The previous Assassin was really confirmed to be dead.

In other words, there are eight Servants participating in this Holy Grail War, four of which belong to the same force camp and are unanimous in dealing with the outside world; the other four belong to four different force camps, each with their own agenda...

Damn it! Why?

How to fight this? Who will tell him how to fight this? !

"How rude, Lancer. Although I have no loyalty to this female fox..."

The man in a long kimono said happily, his voice echoing in the dark space.

"But no matter what, she was the one who summoned me, so I absolutely cannot allow you to commit murder so blatantly in front of me..."

"Hmph! Assassin, I won't argue with you for your rudeness for the time being...but you know, I have decided to deal with this matter before Master returns to Liudong Temple."

Being called a vixen to her face, Medea immediately raised her eyebrows and snorted in displeasure——

"These clowns don't need the Master to take action. Besides, as a Servant, it would be too embarrassing to let the Master stand in front... Not only do I want to show off, this is also your first battle. If both If you have no loyalty to the Master and cannot prove your value to the Master, I will let you disappear now."

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Although my life is as insignificant as a mayfly, disappearing now will trouble me."

The swordsman sighed, but he was still full of an elegant ancient style.

Lancer gritted his teeth and said nothing. The waving long spear drew a terrifying attack range, and the waving short spear frequently occupied tricky angles, perfectly matching the guns in his left and right hands. What kind of study is required to learn such a powerful move?

The air let out a nervous scream. If the defensive magic in this room were not very strong, it would have been ravaged and destroyed by the crazy storm in the first place!

However, in this narrow space, such a flawless double-gun combat technique failed to produce any effect. It was disrupted by the natural flow of the sword, the interception of the flowing water, and the clever direct attack. The key to the connection of the moves was disrupted. Lancer rhythm.

The swordsman on the opposite side is unimaginably strong. In terms of sword skills, even facing Saber outside is at a crushing level. If it weren't for the low parameters such as strength and speed, he wouldn't be able to take advantage at all!

However, there was no time to rejoice. At the next moment, sparks burst out from the hand-to-hand combat. The huge force actually blasted Lancer away, and his body was smashed into the corridor outside.

"Huh?" The swordsman seemed to be making a confused voice.

"Is it strange? Liudong Temple is my position. Inside it, I can do even things close to magic. How difficult is it to strengthen you..." Medea snorted angrily.

"I see..." The swordsman smiled and shook his head in the darkness.

But Lancer, who was knocked out, felt a huge wave of emotion in his heart. Is this woman the master of the position?

——Caster? !