I, Shirou, the Hou Palace King

However, the battle is not over.

After Gilgamesh disappeared, Qianzi Shirou turned his attention to his comrade-in-arms just now, the berserker Lancelot wrapped in black smoke, this black knight was making a wild beast-like gesture, the scarlet pair Se's eyes looked straight at him, exuding a manic murderous aura.

After the Archer summoned by the most hated Tohsaka Tokiomi left the field, Matou Kariya set his target on Chiko Shirou who took away Matou Sakura as his second target.

"Projection begins!"

Lancelot was surrounded by black smoke. Holding the golden ax that originally belonged to Gilgamesh, but was now eroded by his knight's undead ability, he rushed towards Qianzi Shirou with a roar.

Qianzi Shirou leaped back extremely sensitively, dodging the slashing blows of Lancelot's great axe, and when he dodged the axes he swung one after another, a holy golden light burst out in his hand. , when showing their looks in front of everyone, Irisviel and Saber suddenly opened their eyes wide in astonishment.

"That treasure is..."

Irisviel stared intently at the magnificent western sword held tightly by Qianzi Shirou and collided violently with the powerful heavy golden axe. After repeated identification, she subconsciously turned her head to look at her. Next to Saber.

"That sword is... the sword of the vowed victory (Excalibur)..."

The golden hair on Saber's head fluttered in the wind a few times, and her pair of emerald eyes were firmly fixed on the blade of the holy sword in Qianzi Shirou's hand, and she murmured.

Chapter 31 Congratulations, Irisviel!

"The sword of the oath of victory, isn't that the sword of the legendary King Arthur of Britain? Could it be said that Caster's real identity is that King Arthur? Speaking of which, it is said that the teacher of King Arthur is indeed a very powerful magician. It is also very reasonable to be good at swordsmanship and magic.”

Iskandar raised his rough and wide fingers and touched his chin. He had good hearing and clearly heard the name of the sword that Saber just said. After glancing at Saber, he guessed in his heart that she was related to King Arthur. Finally, Iskandar looked thoughtfully at Qianzi Shirou who was wielding the holy sword and fighting with the black knight.

After hearing the speculation from Iskandar's loud voice, Irisviel showed a look of astonishment, Saber looked at Iskandar with a strange expression, the golden hair on his head shook again and again, and he The master, Weber, beat his waist hard.

"Stop joking, Rider! You should use your brain, the sword of the vowed victory is obviously a replica projected by Caster!"

"Hahaha, I was just joking, boy, how could I not see such an obvious thing."

Iskandar laughed boldly, slapped his casserole-sized palm on Weber's back, and then slapped the delicate boy on the ground again, and looked away from Irisviel and Saber. Kandal continued to wait and see the battle between Shirou the Thousand Sons and Lancelot.

In just a few breaths of time, the sword of the vowed victory had collided fiercely with the golden ax thirty or forty times. The replica of the holy sword carefully projected by Qianzi Shirou collided with the replica thrown by Gilgamesh at will. Compared with the original Noble Phantasm, the Sword of Promised Victory is naturally stronger.

Even if there were knights who could not die due to the strengthening of the unarmed ability, the golden ax became full of fragmentary cracks during the counter-cutting. After another swing, Qianzi Shirou impressively took the golden ax Cut off at the waist, and when the ax blade flew across, the edge of the holy sword sliced ​​across the black knight's breastplate, leaving a deep bloodstain on his body, causing the berserker to let out a roar.

After being kicked away by Qianzi Shirou, the black knight rolled on the ground for several weeks. When he stood up, the black air in his hand condensed and turned into a long black sword that shone like a lake.

"That sword is... no, impossible! How could Berserker be him... This is impossible!!!"

Saber, who recognized the black magic sword in Berserker's hand, was even more shaken than when she saw Qianzi Shirou projecting the sword of vowed victory just now. She was pale, as if she didn't want to believe the facts before her.

With the lake light of no regrets in hand, the muscle strength that had been blessed by the class after the madness has been raised to another level, and the lake light of no regrets and the sword of vowed victory are from the same source. When Lancelot holds the lake light of no regrets After fighting with Qianzi Shirou again, even Qianko Shirou began to feel strenuous.

No way, first fought with Lancer, then fought with Archer for a while, and now he had to fight with Berserker, Qianzi Shirou's magic power was already strained.

"Under the brilliance of Wang Jian, kill yourself, Berserker!"

After another double sword confrontation, Qianzi Shirou dexterously turned over and leaped into the air with the help of Lancelot's formidable strength. He waved a palm at the black knight from a distance, and a circular sword formation fell from the air. The projected treasured sword surrounded Lancelot within the sword circle, and even the gap directly above was closed by densely packed long swords.

During the short gap when Lancelot destroyed the sword array, Qianzi Shirou landed his feet firmly on the ground. He held the golden holy sword tightly with both hands, and raised the noble and noble holy sword high. Bright spots of light emerged from the world, from the city, and the milk swallows gathered towards the star-made holy sword held high in Qianzi Shilang's hand like returning home.

"Congratulations, Irisviel!"

Qianzi Shirou held up the holy sword in his hand, and poured magic power into the holy sword one after another. Feeling the heavier weight in his hands, he shouted loudly to Irisviel who was watching the battle from a distance.

"Hey?"

Irisviel didn't seem to react, a dazed look flashed across her doll-like delicate and fair cheeks.

"I let you celebrate!"

All the magic power in his body was poured into the holy sword, and the power storage was about to be completed. The tip of the sword wanted to fall uncontrollably. Qianzi Shirou controlled the urge to fire the light cannon immediately, and once again shouted at Irisviel in the distance road.

"Celebrate!"

Irisviel finally came back to her senses, she understood what Qianzi Shirou meant, and raised her hand in congratulations.

"That sword is the sad but noble dream of all the soldiers who have disappeared on the battlefield from the past and the future. Such a will is worth boasting, and such faith must be carried out. Miracle's real name, that is--"

"—Oath! The Sword of Victory (Ex! Calibur)!!!" X2

The heroic spirit in red shouted out the true name of Miracle in his hand, and the holy sword burst into incomparably brilliant, gorgeous and dreamy light. The figure of the black knight, under the sublime brilliance, the cursed smoke surrounding the black knight melted like ice and snow, revealing the handsome face of the purple-haired knight.

Bathed in the rays of light erupting from the holy sword, Berserker Lancelot's aura continued to weaken, and the black armor on his body was damaged at an extremely fast speed under the scouring of the magic heat, but with the decline of aura, Lancelot's Junxiu's face gradually lost the original madness, and at the last moment, he regained his reason.

With gratitude in Lancelot's eyes, he nodded slightly to Qianzi Shirou, who was holding the holy sword and exuding brilliance, then turned his head to look at Saber, who was standing in the distance, looking this way, with a pale and shaken expression. , showing her an apologetic smile.

Lancelot looked at the king he once served in the distance. He seemed to open his mouth and said something to the blond girl, but the voice was lost in the golden light cannon, leaving nothing behind. When the sword of vowed victory was released After the brilliance dissipated, the berserker had completely disappeared.

"Mr. Lancelot..."

Chapter 32 Make a contract with me, Irisviel

Qianzi Shirou saw with his own eyes Lancelot's figure disintegrated under the bombardment of the holy sword light cannon. When the golden holy beam of light disappeared, he immediately dissipated the projected holy sword in his hand, and his panting became A bit thicker.

[Kill Berserker, get one lottery draw. 】

Miss System's prompt sounded in his mind, proving that Lancelot had indeed exited from the blow just now.

Matou Kariya, who had never received magic in his life before, and only started to undergo the transformation of the engraving insect half a year ago in order to save Matou Sakura, seems to have not been told the specific use of the command spell by the old insect Matou Zouken. At the critical moment, like the previous Kenneth, he used the command spell to make the servant shift in space to avoid the fatal attack.

Speaking of Kenneth, he seems to have stopped talking after Lancer Diarmuid was eliminated by himself. Even when he saw Webber who stole his holy relic and replaced him as the master of Iskandar, he didn't make a sound. , Did you run away in despair?

It was really unexpected, Qianzi Shirou originally thought that he was the kind of person who would jump out of the situation because of the pride of the so-called nobles.

But that's all right, Kenneth, you've saved your life.

"How, Rider, next, do you want to fight me?"

Qianzi Shirou adjusted his breath silently, a frivolous smile appeared on his face, and he asked the Conqueror King Iskandar on the Kamui chariot in the distance with a relaxed posture.

"Rider...."

Subconsciously, Weber looked up at the faces of the servants beside him. Now that Caster is fighting several heroic spirits in a row, his magic power must have dropped to the extreme. If he takes advantage of the situation to pursue now, maybe he can take the opportunity to make Caster, who has shown terrifying strength, leave the field!

"Well...Caster, your bravery is admirable. No matter who sees your heroic appearance of the three heroic spirits, they will applaud you sincerely. If I take advantage of this time to challenge you, even if you win Victory is not a fight, such a conquest will make me feel regretful, so you should quickly cultivate and recover your magic power, I will wait for the next battle with you...Of course, the previous solicitation is still in effect, If you change your mind, you are always welcome here, Caster! Hahahahaha!"

Iskandar the Conqueror let out a bold and rough laugh. He pulled up the reins, and amidst Weber's complaints, he steered the two divine bulls. The mighty chariot rose into the air like thunder, and gradually disappeared in the night sky.

"Great, Rider left... Shirou, are you alright?"

Seeing Rider driving the Kamui chariot away from Warehouse Street without hesitation, leaving only the messy street and the three of them behind, Irisviel quickly trotted towards Qianzi Shirou, with a delicate and pretty face A look of concern.

"I'm fine, Irisviel, it's just that I've consumed a little more magic power, and I'll be fine once I recover my magic power."

Senko Shirou shook his head lightly, feeling the healing magic light released from that soft little hand of Irisviel pressing on him, he took a comfortable breath.

"Caster, who are you, what is the purpose of approaching Irisviel and me, and why are you able to project the sword of vowed victory? Is Shirou your real name?"

After witnessing Lancelot, the strongest knight among the Knights of the Round Table, degenerate into a dark berserker entangled in madness and curse, and showing her an apologetic smile at the last moment, Saber's thoughts were confused, and for a while For a while, she lost the vigor to confront Qianzi Shirou, she frowned absent-mindedly, followed behind Irisviel, and asked Qianzi Shirou.

"There are too many questions, Saber."

Hearing Saber throwing out so many questions in one breath, Chiko Shirou twitched the corners of his mouth helplessly, and saw Alice Viel's pair of red eyes looking at him with the same focus, obviously wanting to know the answer to the question, he pondered All at once, he replied to them.

"Shirou is my real name. I'm not lying about it, but I'm sorry that I can't tell you my last name."

Irisviel nodded in understanding, the real name of a heroic spirit is very important, no matter who it is, they will try to hide it... The Rider just now doesn't count.

But having said that, there is the word Shiro in the name, and the heroic spirit who can project the Noble Phantasm. Even if she searched the entire history of the world when preparing for the Holy Grail War, she doesn't remember any heroic spirit that fits the corresponding description.

"If you want to ask me why I was able to project the Sword of Oath of Victory, it is of course because I have seen that holy sword with my own eyes, so I was able to project it smoothly."

"So, have you ever seen King Arthur's sword of sworn victory?"

Saber frowned, and she asked Qianko Shirou calmly, even though Qianko Shirou might have seen through the Wind King barrier wrapped around her sword, she did not rashly reveal her identity as King Arthur.

"Of course, after the death of King Arthur, her Sword of Oath of Victory was thrown into the lake and returned to the fairy of the lake. I have seen the sword of Oath of Victory before, which is not a strange thing."

"Are you kidding, Caster, why didn't I know that King Arthur returned the sword of the sworn victory to the Fairy of the Lake?"

Saber's heroic brows were tightly frowned, after hearing Senko Shirou's words, she only felt absurd.

"Of course it's because you're not dead yet, Artoria Pendragon."

Qianzi Shirou looked straight at King Arthur, and clearly saw the astonishment in her emerald green eyes.

"...So Shirou, you already knew Saber's identity. However, you said that Saber has not died yet. If she is not dead, she cannot become a heroic spirit, right?"

Irisviel was confused by the conversation between the two who seemed to be playing charades. She stretched out her fingers and scratched her cheek, asking curiously.

"As Caster said, I signed a contract with Alaya to become a Heroic Spirit with a dying body, and came here to obtain the Holy Grail to fulfill my wish. In fact, I haven't really died yet."

Saber's emerald eyes were full of complexity, she didn't expect Senko Shirou to see through even this point.

"As for my purpose... I'm looking for a Master and signing a contract with her."

Qianzi Shirou turned his hands behind his back and said this to the two girls in front of him.

"Sign a contract with me and become the Master, Irisviel."

Chapter 33 Accelerate, Irisviel!

Projection, start.

In the palm of Qianzi Shirou's back, a purple dagger with a twisted and weird shape was projected silently. The talisman that can break all spells pierced his back.

The Talisman that can break ten thousand spells has no ability to harm. Its ability is to break the effect of magic. If it is a stone puppet like Graeme, as long as it is stabbed by the ten thousand spell breakable talisman, it will directly turn back into pieces of useless Stones, but even if it stabs an unsuspecting ordinary person, this short dagger can't do any harm.

Even if it is a contract between the master and the servant, this talisman that can break all laws can be easily broken.

Yes, Qianzi Shirou has already signed contracts with other masters.

Otherwise, with the high-intensity wheel battle just now, when the sword of vowed victory was projected, Qianzi Shirou should have used up his magic power long ago, and turned back into the appearance of a red-haired kid in front of Irisviel and Saber up.

Being able to still have extra strength at this time is naturally because there is a magician who is constantly providing him with magic power.

And that magician was Kotomine Kirei.

However, Kotomine Kirei, as the Master, cannot be called outstanding.

Kotomine Kirei was raised as a clergyman of the Holy Church, but as a magician, he only became a monk halfway. In order to participate in the Holy Grail War, he accepted the teachings of Tosaka Tokiomi halfway and became his disciple.

Although he can normally bear the mana consumption of one servant, he simply cannot afford to take on the two servants of Assassin and Caster at the same time.

Even ten years later, Kotomine Kirei would not be able to do it.

Therefore, the signing of the contract between Senko Shirou and Kotomine Kirei was only an emergency measure, and his real target was Irisviel von Einzbern.

Before Chiko Shirou completed the double kill, the magicians in Fuyuki City, except for the immature little magicians like Rin Tosaka, most of the magicians who can stand on their own already have their own followers.