Black-haired Knight King of Chaldea

Chapter 19 The Cursed Wrist Killer, the One-Armed Spearman

The thing that was knocked away by Marda seemed to be a pitch-black rag. The black rags that looked a certain age gave the impression of being run down and cheap. It should have been light and fluffy. It doesn't feel like a solid piece of meat.

That's a follower.

Matthew reacted immediately, holding up a shield in both hands to block in front of Fujimaru Rika. That shield, which was taller than her entire body, just became an absolute defense that made people feel at ease.Yagi Seizai picked up the holy sword in both hands and blocked in front of Marda.

Marda, as a saint, feels that her method of fighting should be biased towards using magic attacks such as magic, right?Seeing that her body is not strong, Yagi Yuzhai knows that in various animation games and literary works, the characters of this kind of saint are all weak in physical strength, high in magic power, and most afraid of being approached.After all, he has merged with the Sword Servant, and in close combat, he should be more powerful—probably.

As Yagi Seizai had expected, the flying black cloth-like thing roared in mid-air, made a circle, flipped beautifully, and landed on the ground.

Marda gave him no time to breathe.Sages are compassionate, but they are not stingy with violence against those who cannot reason.Marda, who is a saint, can clearly feel the ominous magical aura of the Servant on the opposite side. It is definitely not an existence that can be communicated.

"Jie Jie Jie..."

The shadow made a strange, sour laughter, as if the part of his head was lifted up, and surrounded by layers of black cloth, there was a pale skeleton mask.

His left hand stretched out, and he was slender compared to the average person, as if he lacked nutrients, and his skin was as black as coke.And his right hand is bright red and slender, obviously not something that a human being might have.

The Servant has an ace called Noble Phantasm, Saber's Noble Phantasm is naturally a sword, and a lancer is a spear. For this pitch-black Servant, the Noble Phantasm... I'm afraid it is this alienated right hand.

In the palm of the hand of Satan that seems to come from hell, there is also a beating heart.

Seeing his terrifying appearance, Fujimaru Rika, who was hiding behind Mash, couldn't help shivering. For an ordinary girl, this scene was too bloody.If you are someone who likes horror movies, you may not think there is any problem, but for Fujimaru Rika, it is still a little too exciting.

"Could it be?! Not good!! Stop him! Don't let him crush that heart!"

Marda suddenly turned pale, screamed, and waved the long staff in her hand. The pure magic power gathered at the head of the cross stick, turned into a rapid light bullet and hit the black-robed Servant on the opposite side.

"It's too late. It's too late! Jie Jie! The heart of the last master of mankind, I will—"

"I humbly accept it with a smile!"

The handsome voice interrupted the words of the Skeleton Masked Monster. The slanted voice that inserted the topic was too sassy. For a time, everyone seemed to have forgotten the battle and subconsciously projected their eyes.

That's lightning.

not an adjective.

The incomparably swift yellow lightning hit the skeleton servant's alienated right wrist with incomparable precision, and it was his thumb that hit.

When a person crushes something with force, his thumb always provides vital support.

The yellow electric light easily shattered his red wrist and smashed his thumb out!

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

The wrist was injured, and the severe pain naturally made him make a heart-piercing sound.

"LLLLLLLLancer!!!! You're getting in the way again!"

Under his skull mask, his voice was distorted and deformed. He desperately tried to crush the heart in his hand with the four participating fingers. However, before that, the person who came was walking briskly and quickly, only three steps, as if The emerald-like green has already cut close to the opponent's body, and the red spear in his right hand turned, cutting off the heart of the enemy's hand first.

How can flesh and blood rival steel?It was cut by the red spear tip, and the unpleasant blue-purple blood quickly poured out of the heart.

The coming person turned his palm, and the red spear, like an extension of the hand bone, drew a beautiful arc and stabbed the black-clothed Servant's skull mask. It seemed that he noticed that his attack could not work, right?The black-clothed skeleton-masked servant made an unwilling voice, and quickly projected several small knives from his left hand, forcing the red-lance fighters back in front of him, and the black-clothed rose and fell a few times before disappearing from everyone's sight.

"It's a close call."

The red spear warrior didn't chase deeply. He turned the tip of the spear with his right hand, poked his red spear on the ground, walked to the position where the skeleton servant stood just now, and pulled up the yellow weapon on the ground with his right hand.

It was also a gun, but only about half the length of the red gun. He turned the yellow gun around and tucked it into the belt behind his waist.

The reason why [Right Hand] is always emphasized... is because... the Servant in front of me has only one right hand.

His left hand was directly cut off from the left and right of his forearm, leaving it empty.

The body is dark green armor, giving people the feeling of a calm forest.He has flying black hair, handsome facial features and a humble smile that makes people feel that [a knight should be like this].There was a slightly embarrassed smile between his brows.

Yagi Xuezai noticed that there was a mole on the corner of his eye.

Probably a Servant who can communicate, right?

Yagi Xuezai thought so, and looked at Marda beside him for advice. After all, among the crowd, Marda is probably the only one who knows the Servant best.

Marda showed an unpleasant expression and frowned: "Although I don't know where you are a Servant, it would be too rude to use charm magic on a woman I just met. Servant of Lancer."

Hearing Marda's rebuke, the two-gun and one-armed knight smiled bitterly, showing a subtle expression that he didn't know how to explain: "Although I don't know if you can trust me, this is actually similar to a curse. Thing. I am a follower of lancer, a member of the Knights of Fiona, Dirumdo. That charming magic is actually my tear mole... Sorry, I can't turn off this ability myself."

Obviously he saved everyone, but he still expressed his apology modestly. Marda saw his sincerity of apology, coughed lightly, and did not pursue it.

"So, you are the [Last Master of Humanity], right?"

The knight who called himself Dirumdo said so, grabbed the red spear with one hand, and walked towards Fujimaru Rika.

"As you can see, here—the Fuyuki Holy Grail War in 2004 experienced unexplainable upheaval, and there are not many Servants who can maintain reason. Now, please allow me to explain to you that in this Holy Grail War, In the end what happened."

(End of this chapter)