My Destiny Illustrated Book of the Moon

Chapter 96

It was a civil war between Celtic heroes.

This is a battle of the strongest with perfect mind, skill and body.

In this short and swift confrontation, there was no doubt——that Lancer had the upper hand.

Compared to the first battle on Warehouse Street, Saber's sword moves tonight were lighter and slower, because she held the thumb of her left hand tightly in the palm of her hand instead of pressing it on the hilt, leaving four fingers lightly on the sword The hilt is only used to help control the direction of the sword tip, and the strength of the left arm is not used when slashing.

Lancer knew that it was the injury caused by his Noble Phantasm "The Destroyable Yellow Rose".

In the fierce Noble Phantasm battle where there was no time to chant the true name of the Noble Phantasm, his two spears were too sharp, and as long as they were contaminated with a trace of their attributes, the enemy would pay a heavy price.

However, there is no king of knights who will fight with all his strength, this is not what Diarmuid wants to challenge——

"Don't get me wrong, Lancer."

Perhaps because he noticed the hesitation in Lancer's heart, the vigorous Saber shook her head and said:

"This battle is a continuation of Warehouse Street. The injury at that time was your medal. For me, the injury and the strength of the move are only secondary factors in the battle. The only factor that brought me victory is how Concentrate the fighting spirit and make the fighting spirit more pure and sharp."

The golden long sword swept across the night sky, and that smooth movement proved what Saber said was true, even if she was at a disadvantage, her eyes were full of determination and clear fighting spirit, without neglect or hesitation.

The current Saber is indeed "doing her best", and she herself hopes to fight in this state——

Lancer understood this, and felt a strong and pleasant numbness from the bottom of his heart.

Ah, how lucky he is to be able to appear in this world in this war, and to meet this noble knight like moonlight among countless heroic spirits...

"May the glory of your knight's sword last forever. It's a blessing for me to meet you!" The handsome spearman smiled contentedly, with a bright light shining in his eyes.

That is the joy and gratitude of meeting like-minded people.

Both sides are like-minded.

If this is a path of no retreat, the one who stays behind must watch with respect the one ahead who continues to move forward.

Then let's fight a battle with no scruples, no regrets, and only fighting for the true value of the sword.

The scarlet and yellow spears waved like lightning. They roared like never before, tearing apart the surrounding air, expressing their master's high fighting spirit.

"Diarmuid Odina, the vanguard spearman of the Fiona Knights——I will fight with you!"

"I accept, Artoria Pendragon, the king of Britain, accepts your challenge—!" Pulling out the sword of the vowed victory that was stuck in the ground, Saber stepped forward without a trace of hesitation, and swung the sword, "Come on!"

The weapons collided again, flying back and forth, and the sparks that burst out looked like the joy of a martial-oriented person glowing and glowing.

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Kenneth hid in a dark corner deep in the abandoned factory, watching the battle outside.In his heart, he didn't have the sense of integrity of those two knights, only his chest was burning with anxiety.

The longer the fight went on, the more anxious and frustrated he became.

Why can't you win?Why can't Lancer's spear stab Saber?

Up to now, Kenneth deeply regrets not being able to get the heroic spirit of Iskandar. At that time, the holy relic was stolen at a critical moment, and Kenneth hurriedly replaced it with the heroic spirit Dimuludo.Although the heroic spirit's ability is relatively poor, but he is definitely a super master, even if there are some disadvantages, he can make up for it.At that time, Sir El-Melloi even had a bold idea in his heart, thinking that it would be enough to make up for the shortcomings of Cong Ling with his own talents.

But now Kenneth has lost his magic circuit, and he can no longer be as optimistic as before. If he wants to survive this battle with the only remaining command spell and poor slave spirit, he must be more cautious. .

The self-enforcement certificate has been signed, and running away will only make death come sooner.

Damn it... Groaning inwardly, Kenneth couldn't help looking at the young man aside with resentment, the drinks and snacks on his table were so annoying——

The golden eyes carried a real majesty, forcing Kenneth to withdraw his eyes in embarrassment.

"You don't have to stare at me like that." Without taking his offense lightly, Shuoyue held up the Coca-Cola glass and casually said words that were extremely humiliating to Kenneth.

"You are a good-for-nothing, Kenneth Elmeloy Archibald."

"Indulging in doting on your fiancée and refusing to accept reality, indulging in your own talent and being stupid and reckless, indulging in the jealousy among men and refusing to face your servants... This is what you end up with in the end."

The loyal spearman was enjoying the battle with Saber to the fullest, so Shuoyue was finally able to express her inner thoughts happily:

"There is no better control than this spearman... no, I mean, there is no better person to get along with, as long as you entrust him with trust, he will use his martial arts, his spirit, and his life—— Everything is dedicated to you (Master)."

"Although Diarmuid, who came as a Lancer, did not bring his sword of wrath, the 'Yellow Rose that Will Destroy' (Gae Buidhe) is dangerous enough in my opinion: not only for followers, but also for For the Master."

Speaking of this, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of Shuo Yue's mouth.

"After all, the master is not like a follower. He is essentially a spirit body, and can stop the bleeding of the wound at any time."

This magic gun, which can cause permanent injuries, is really useful in the chaotic battle between the seven camps.Although there is a possibility of being attacked by a group, as long as the master communicates properly, wins over, forms an alliance, and divides the opponent, I believe that many masters are happy to see other enemies bleed to death.

When the final situation is clear, just drag the remaining enemies into hand-to-hand combat-who dares to say that they can win against the chief warrior of the Fiona Knights?
Although it is an idealized result (after all, most of the followers in the fourth battle broke the rules), it also proves that Lancer has the possibility of aspiring to the final victory, not to mention that Kenneth's ability as a magician is outstanding in this war, Lancer's magical power is provided by his fiancée Solau.

As a result, he had a good hand of cards and was made like this by Director Ken.

"I don't want to hear your refutation. The reality has proven everything." Shuo Yue waved her hand impatiently, forcing Kenneth's words back, and then resting her chin, quietly watching the two figures fighting in the open space, The quiet whispers sounded like sleepwalking.

"In the final analysis, this is just the nonsense of a dying person... that's all."

　one more later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)