This is My Holy Grail Battle

Saber doesn't think so, this construction site is Saber's temple.Here, her eyeliner is everywhere.Even now when she is fighting Caster head-on, she still has the energy to observe another battlefield.

The Assassin has the upper hand... At least the Berserker's familiars are completely incapable of posing a threat to the Assassin.

"Berserker is going to lose, don't you plan to support him?" Saber asked with interest: "The berserker's familiar is very violent, but it has no effect on Assassin. If this continues, Berserker will lose."

Caster was silent for a while, seeming to agree with Saber's statement.With his sword sideways, he began to retreat slowly.

Assassin is very strong, even surpassing Berserker in frontal combat power.This allowed Saber, who was unable to open the situation, to take the initiative in an instant, which allowed her to change from offense to defense, as long as she entangled the caster.

The faint purple mist enveloped the caster, and then countless dragon teeth soldiers piled up the road leading to another battlefield.Although these cannon fodder familiars cannot pose a great threat to the followers, there is no problem with delay.

'Caster stopped me first, probably because he was deceived by his rank. 'Actually, even Saber didn't expect that Berserker couldn't beat Assassin.

"Since you're here, why don't you leave so quickly, it's better to wait a little longer." Saber didn't charge, but used extremely high agility to fight with Caster.

She didn't use all her strength, but slowly... Saber didn't want to rush a follower, she lost patience while waiting.At least Saber doesn't want to make herself a target, being targeted by the first Noble Phantasm that liberates her real name.

Chapter 014

Anya Razmosen Gregor curiously opened the curtain of the carriage and smelled the salty smell from the sea.It was more intimate than any smell she had ever smelled. She took a deep breath and leaned on the window sill to look out.

Rider's carriage was very close to the coastline, and they were walking along the straight bank of the River Cam.Just glance to the right and you'll see the stone railings along the road that protect the river bank.

The morning light at dawn is very clear, and there are not many times when you can see such a transparent sun in Blanche.

The wheels were spinning, and although the wooden wheels made a bit of noise, the vehicle pulled by the horse ran very steadily.

She was not tall enough to touch the window.Now you have to stand in your seat to see what's going on outside.The sky is not yet bright, but the sun has shown a sweet smile, dyeing half of the sky into blue like sea water.

The city has not yet received the baptism of sunlight. Anya can clearly see that the sun's light is continuously advancing towards the city center. The city that sleeps at night is slowly waking up.

"Rider, where are we going?" Anya stuck her head out of the window and asked the rider who was driving the carriage.

"Hospital." Rider pointed at the thick smoke in the sky with his horsewhip, and then reminded him. "Master, don't stick your head out of the window, it's dangerous. This car is not lucky." The cavalry said worriedly.

"I see." Anya stuck out her tongue playfully before retracting her head. Rider has been patrolling the night since last night.Anya remembered that when the rider summoned the carriage, he also said that it was not auspicious.

The carriage was not traveling fast, and if it was over the speed limit, it would not be as simple as issuing a bill, and the mystery might be exposed.

"Where are we going to the hospital?" Anya climbed down from the seat, opened the curtain of the carriage, and asked the rider who was driving sneakily.

Anya had never seen the appearance of this carriage, but she knew that it must be quite old, because it was all made of wood.Although it does not look luxurious, it is not shabby either.The four black horses pulling the cart are all sturdy, and the decoration inside the cart is also very polite.

"Looking for someone." Rider replied, then patted Anya's little head.

Although Anya is only nine years old, a magician has experienced much more than ordinary people since she was a child.Under the influence of mystery, she is far more mature than ordinary children. Although her innocence is still intact, at least she understands what Rider means.

"Can we...can we not go?" Anya said timidly.

Snow fell from the sky, and the air was a bit cold.Anya's immature cheeks were flushed by the blow, she was afraid of fighting, and she didn't want to have a dispute.Once other servants are found, it means war, so she is afraid so she dare not.

"No, because we have to get the Holy Grail." Rider didn't indulge Anya, but said bluntly: "Everyone in the world is counting on us, and my little master is a great hero in the future." His encouragement intensified Aware of Anya's restlessness, but at a young age, she has learned to read words and demeanor under the abuse of her uncle and aunt, and she didn't say anything.

Rider saved Anya and liberated her from her uncle's clutches, so Anya didn't want to disappoint rider.

"I understand." Anya panicked, and the sound of the wheels creaking continued.Heading north... There will be a battle there, a battle... Thinking of this, the color of blood red appeared in Anya's mind.Her lips turned pale in an instant, and her bright eyes kept turning.

"Hey, rider." She poked the cavalry's back cautiously with her fingertips, and Anya tried to distract herself to hide her uneasiness. "Are you a general?" She asked softly, the voice was so small that it was hard to hear.

"No." Rider was still driving the carriage forward, he didn't look back but just answered with his mouth.

Unknowingly, the speed of the carriage was getting faster and faster, and Anya noticed it.Because you go against the wind, the colder the air that blows over you.

"Then why are you carrying a sword?" No matter how nervous she was, Anya couldn't restrain her curiosity, she asked with great interest.

"Because I'm a soldier." Rider glanced at Anya lightly, and explained: "Of course a soldier must carry a sword."

"But... aren't you a cavalry?" Anya didn't understand, "A cavalry should be carrying a gun, why are you carrying a sword?"

"Because some people say I'm the king," rider answered Anya's question very patiently, and didn't find her noisy at all. "A king should wear a sword, so I have to carry a sword."

"King?!" Anya was astonished, and recalled the situation when Rider took her uncle's head.She immediately grasped the door curtain, and the bloody red color lingered in her mind for a long time. "Since you are the king, why is your sword made of copper?" she was curious.

"Because a bronze sword is more useful than an iron sword." Rider said something that violated common sense, and Anya didn't believe it at first, but after seeing the cavalry's saber, she realized that what he said might be right.

The saber pinned to the rider's waist was thin and long. Anya estimated that it was at least one meter long, not much shorter than her.The straight blade was covered in an exquisite scabbard. Anya found that the rider's sword was so beautiful, shining like a jewel in the bright sunlight!

The bronze sword may be a magic dress, only in this way will it be more useful than the iron sword, right?Anya thought in her heart, and she no longer had any doubts.She is a magician, and her ability to accept is much stronger than ordinary people.Although Anya hated being a magician, she had no choice from the moment she was born.

Four black horses pulled the carriage forward slowly, and before they knew it, they had come to the cable bridge on the south bank of Jianhe River.Anya was surprised to find that the rider did not go to the hospital.

"Didn't we go to the hospital?" she asked.

"But others have already left, now go to the North Shore."

"doing what?"

"Persuading a fight." Rider showed a meaningful smile. "Last night, someone set fire to the hospital. He wanted to make the other servants kill each other, but..." Halfway through the sentence, the cavalryman's smile stopped.It was a cold killing intent, "Anyone who innocently involved civilians in the war deserves to die." He gritted his teeth.

How this river was formed, Anya knew very well.According to the family records, this is the terrain where a servant's Noble Phantasm was destroyed during the Holy Grail War.

What the Holy Grail War was like, the family is also reluctant to recall.It seems that because of the loopholes in the Holy Grail rules, the scale of each Holy Grail War has exceeded previous expectations.Every sixty years, Blanche will usher in a destruction and rebirth.Even the straight coastline was carved out by a servant with a sword.

Rider said that the carriage was unknown, and just walking on the road really made Anya feel uneasy.Because we are going to the North Shore soon.She was finally going to meet the enemies of this Holy Grail War, those monsters that destroyed the world.

"Didn't you say that this carriage is unknown? Why do you want to drive there?" The more An Ya panicked, the more words came out of her mouth. She was very aware of her inner anxiety.

"This can alert me to my future." After Rider finished his answer, he suddenly put down the whip in his hand.Turning around quickly, he hurriedly said to Anya: