"You still won't let me beat you so easily. . . . Good. Your unyielding look."

Lancer stared at Saber with a bleak smile, as if trying to pretend he didn't mind the elbow wound.And Lancer's wound was really like watching a movie replay.It healed without anyone's touch, and then even the traces disappeared.Even the Servant's self-healing ability can't have such a quick recovery ability. It must be the Master who is invisible and watching the outcome of the game. Healing magic must be performed.

Contrary to Lancer, Saber's dignified beauty couldn't hide her pain and anxiety.

The power of Lancer's spear and Saber's sword gripping the hilt in both hands is of course different.At least from the appearance, the scar on Saber's forearm, which was pierced by the short gun, was considered a minor injury compared to Lancer's wound.

"...Irisviel, heal my wounds too!"

"I cured it! I cured it, but..."

Compared to Saber who was injured, Irisviel who came to the rescue showed a more embarrassed look.

As a magician, Irisviel is undoubtedly first-rate.Needless to say the density and intensity of her practice, she was originally a special case of the magic world, with a body that was "designed" and "created".When she used low-level magic like healing magic, it was impossible for her to go wrong.Even if something went wrong, Irisviel herself would know how to deal with it.

but--

"It should have been cured without any problems. Saber, your current state should be completely cured."

"..."

Saber didn't dare to slack off and continued to guard Lance. , staring at the wound on his left arm.The wound didn't bleed much, it looked like a minor injury, but unfortunately the tendon had been severed.The thumb, the most important of the five fingers, cannot move, so Saber cannot grasp the hilt with sufficient grip.

Saber knew that Irisviel's treatment was not wrong.But the arm is still not healed.The thumb of the left hand seems to be congenitally disabled and does not move.

Lancer didn't care about Saber, didn't attack, and bent over confidently.Pick up the yellow short gun that fell on the ground with the left hand.

"In front of my 'Red Rose' Noble Phantasm, it's not bad that you realize that armor is useless."

Perhaps it was decided that after revealing the effect of the Noble Phantasm, it was no longer necessary to hide it. Lancer revealed his Noble Phantasm's real name without hesitation.

"But discarding the armor is a rash idea. If you hadn't discarded the armor, you should have been able to defend against the 'Destroyed Yellow Rose'..."

While roaring, Lancer held up the red spear in his right hand and the short yellow spear in his left hand, as if spreading his wings.This position is exactly the same as when the battle started.This is not a confusing posture, but the unique killing method this warrior has mastered after intense training.

"I see... it's a gun with a spell on it, and the wound will never heal once stabbed by it. I should have noticed this sooner..."

A red spear that cuts off magic power.Cursed Yellow Gun.Combined with the tear mole under the left eye that can seduce girls - it's easy to determine when these factors are put together.In terms of legend, the prestige passed down by the Celtic legends of heroes even has some kinship with the legend of King Arthur.And Saber himself didn't think of this, it's really incredible.

"The Knights of Fiona, the First Warrior... The dignified Dilmdo. I didn't expect the Holy Grail to give you the honor of participating in the competition."

"That's the magic of the Holy Grail War....But it's me who is praised by everyone. Those who travel through time and space and are invited to participate in the 'Seat of Heroes' will not miss your golden sword."

Servant who participated in the Holy Grail War for the fourth time. Lancer... Celtic Heroic Spirit, Diarmuid.Odina.

Lancer, who was accidentally seen through his real name, narrowed his eyes in a refreshing mood.

"Competing with such a famous king of knights and taking revenge for my sword—hmph, this is something I can't give up."

If they are Heroic Spirits separated by time, they have no historical connection.Invite the era from which they came, and through the legends of the past, they also learned about the heroes of the future.Dilmdor also knew the legend of King Arthur who later brought honor to his homeland.

"Then, we know each other's names, I challenge you as a knight to decide the outcome of this ordinary battle - even though I stabbed an arm, are you not convinced? Saber" "Don't say It's a joke. You worry about me because of this little injury, it's better to say it's my humiliation."

Saber made a resolute assertion, gnashing her teeth in hatred deep in her heart.

"A mere stab is nothing special..."

Saber assembled her own magic power again and put on silver armor.In front of Lancer's "Red Rose that Destroys Demons", it's just a waste of his magic power. But it's still useful to guard against "The Yellow Rose that must be destroyed". Saber once again restrained the surrounding atmosphere, and sealed the golden sword inside Can't see the wind king's enchantment.

No matter what method is used to heal the wound, the curse of the Yellow Spear may also destroy the gun itself, and the curse will not be lifted until the owner of the gun, Diarmor, is defeated.

Saber must defeat Lancer's two guns with the remaining right arm.If there is "unleash the magic" to help.Holding the sword in the right hand is not that painful either.But she was blocked with all the strength that only her hands could use.You cannot use the special move "Sword of Promised Victory".

But at this point, Saber's fighting spirit not only did not shrink, but became even higher.

Using one of the two Noble Phantasms first, and subtly making the other party negligent, is a thoughtful tactic. Saber didn't say he was angry because he was tricked, but he wanted to appreciate Lancer's plan first.

This enemy is perfect.

The first battle of the Holy Grail War met an impeccably good opponent.As a samurai who lived on the sword, he had to fight with such a good opponent.Dilmudor, who is standing here facing Saber now.Odina is also forcing himself to deal with this extreme competition that not only uses his tricks but also his resourcefulness.

Saber is so high-spirited.Lancer could sense it even if he didn't say it.

Lancer had a satisfied smile on his lips, and his heart was actually the same as Saber's.

Saber used a left arm to block the sneak attack of "The Yellow Rose of Destruction", which appeared as his nirvana. Therefore, Lancer's respect for Saber and Lancer's value to the victory of this game are even more important. joy.

The heroic spirits of the two knights are also heart-to-heart even when it comes to fighting spirits.

"Wake up, Saber, the Holy Grail this time is mine."

"That's what you can say before I have the Holy Grail. Lancer!"

While speaking bold and provocative words, the two predicted each other's nirvana, and carefully tested each other step by step.

Swords and magic spears at the touch of a button.

The cold, clear and tense air was suddenly pierced by a thunderous sound.

"—!?"

Saber and Lancer were stunned and motionless at the same time.Then, at the same time, he looked back at the southeast sky.The source of the sound is clear at a glance.

I saw a flying object streak across the sky in a straight line, coming straight here, and sprinkled purple sparks of lightning in the night sky.The sound must be undoubtedly what it came from.

Irisviel was stunned and opened her mouth in surprise.

"...chariot..."

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