I, Tokisaki Kurumi, a Wanderer

Dressed as a blue and silver knight, her blond hair fluttered, and a straight curled hair waved against the wind.

The stable and tranquil holy green pupils turned time into a quiet eternity.

Emiya Shirou pressed the back of his left hand, as if being pressed by a branding iron, and there was a severe burning pain. He looked over and found the bright red sword shape.

"Servant, Saber, following your summons, please instruct." The knight girl chanted aloud, raising the "something" wrapped in the wind weave in her hand.

Standing there blankly, Shirou Emiya didn't understand what happened, but just let out a painful sound of 'uh'.

"—From now on, my sword will be with you, and your destiny will be with me."

Saber nodded her cute face and spoke with a dignified voice.

"Here, the contract is established."

Wielding the long sword wrapped in the "Wind King Barrier" in her hand, she charged out of the warehouse.

Frowning slightly, he looked outside, and Sheng Lu's pupils were fixed on Lancer in front of him.

"The seventh servant." Lancer looked at Saber.

The girl in front of him was so beautiful, it reminded him of another girl he met not long ago.

Beautiful roses always have thorns, he leaned down cautiously, and pointed the magic gun in his hand at Saber.

The cool silver moonlight shone on the girl in knight attire, and Saber clenched the invisible sword with both hands.

Clang——

In an instant, the swords collided and sparked.

Although the Master is an unreliable guy, and his attributes are pitifully suppressed, there is no doubt that Saber crushes Lancer.

A sword swung the spear away, followed by faster blows like a storm.

In one breath, he slashed dozens of times, and the piercing blue streamer bloomed like a lotus flower of death.

Lancer straightened the long spear in his hand and hastily parried.

He couldn't know what the sword in the girl's hand in front of him looked like, and it was even difficult to judge whether it was a sword, which made him fall into a low position.

Every time Saber swung her sword, it brought out a stream of light in the narrow courtyard of Emiya Mansion, covering Lancer's entire approach without gaps.

She stepped forward and slashed heavily.

Relying only on predicting Saber's movements, Lancer raised his gun to parry.

fine...

He was even a little thankful that although his muscle strength was even stronger than his own, at least... he wasn't the kind of "monster" who could slap himself like a fly with a sword.

The long spear waved and smashed down heavily.

Saber raised her sword to block without changing expression.

Under the burst of sparks, the girl pursed her lips tightly, feeling a little worried.

With the momentum of the gun swing, Lancer pulled away and jumped to the other side of the courtyard.

"Are you going to run away, Lancer?" The cold expression finally melted away, and the corners of Saber's lips raised with confidence.

Staring at Saber quietly.

Lancer feels that you are tired of watching the lines about Saber's weapons, so he won't say any more.

He tilted the gun slightly downward.

Originally, it meant that the battle was temporarily stopped, but to him, it represented the final blow.

——"The Spear Piercing the Thorn"——

It means to reverse the cause and effect of the move. At the moment of release, the effect of the heart being pierced has already occurred, and then the cause of the magic spear's hit.

A very useful treasure, unless it is facing the kind of monster that will not die even if its heart is pierced.

The magic power was drawn like a whale, and gathered on the scarlet magic gun in Lancer's hand, shining a bloody light in the dark night.

Saber solemnly raised the holy sword wrapped in the "Wind King Barrier" in her hand.

"Really, originally I just planned to wait and see." Lowering his crimson eyes, Lancer's hand holding the magic gun was tightened a little bit.

"Then... your heart, I will accept it."

clap clap-

There was a sudden clap of applause behind him.

Lancer, who was ready to throw the magic gun in his hand, almost stumbled and fell to the ground.

He turned around and found that the girl who had been chasing him in the school yard before was sitting on the fence, holding a long black sword in her arms, clapping her hands.

wrong...

How is it different.

Squinting his eyes, he carefully looked at the girl in front of him.

As a Servant, he wears modern clothes.It was clearly winter, but his legs were bare.