But even so, she made the decision to abandon the sacred duel between knights and attacked Berserker.

Rope felt as if he had grasped very important information, but he was suffering from the environment and could not calm down and think carefully.

- The status quo must be broken.

Rope shrugged his heart and walked slowly towards Irisviel.

"What do you want to do, Master of Lancer."

A rough voice rang in Rope's ear.

It's Rider.The big red-haired man was squinting at Rope under the chariot, and the sword in his hand was firmly in front of Rope.

"What do you want to do to Saber's Master? It's not what a real man would do to a woman who has no power to hold her back."

"No, you misunderstood the King of Conquerors."

Rope calmly pushed aside the ancient bronze sword with his fingers, and said to Alice Feier:

"Now this situation is not what you want to see, right? Saber's Master, Miss Irisviel."

"Ah... eh?"

Like a frightened bunny, Alice Fell looked at the current situation with a timid expression.

The three people present—except the King of Heroes—were all waiting for her reply, which made her, who had always been very indecisive, panicked.

"There is something wrong with Saber, which makes her lose the ability to make rational judgments. Not only does she leave my knight alone, but she also adds a new opponent to herself." Rope said to Alice Phil with a lie.

"Please make up your mind. If you let her continue to act willfully, then I will use the Command Spell to order Lancer and Berserker to attack her together."

"I think, you don't want to be disqualified in the first fight, do you?"

PS: Ask for some flowers and a reward... The collection is still not very pleasing, at least make my panel look good (crying)

Chapter [-] Anticlimactic

Rope tried his best to bring the situation back under control.

But unfortunately, the current situation is like a runaway wild horse, running in a direction that even he does not know. All Rope can do is to try his best to win the advantage for himself on the existing basis.

Originally, those words were not intended for Alice Phil, let alone Emiya Kiritsugu.

"What do you think?"

"This one……"

Facing Rope's pressing attitude, Irisviel took a step back helplessly.

Without a Command Spell, even if she wanted to stop Saber, she couldn't.But she couldn't say such words. In order to hide Emiya Kiritsugu's own purpose, she acted as Saber's disguised Master. If other people present knew her truth, then it was very likely that Kiritsugu would be in danger. middle.

For a long time, the three heroic spirits were still in a stalemate.

Emiya Kiritsugu also showed no sign of using a Command Spell.

"Really? Is this your decision..."

Rope lowered his gaze and raised his bandaged left hand.

"Then, in the name of the Command Spell..."

"Stop, Lancer's Master."

At this moment, Rider Iskandar, who had been silent for a long time, spoke up, and he said with a hideous expression.

"Isn't there another way to break this deadlock?"

"Oh?" Sure enough, he was hooked.

- Purpose succeeded.

Although he was happy, Rope still asked indifferently.

"What are you talking about?"

"Hahahahahahahahahahaha Xia Master hurry up."

Conquer Wang Haomai smiled and did not answer Rope's question.

Then, the falling thunder hummed.

Rider's bullock cart began to shine with white light, its dizzying flashes that turned day and night upside down, and a roar louder than thunder.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaay!!"

Lightning did not fall from the sky, but traversed from the ground.No—that thing that looked like lightning was a chariot full of thunder and lightning galloping.

"!?"

Lancer jumped over quickly, avoiding the chariot in time.But Berserker, with all his attention on Saber, didn't even have time to look back at what happened.

Following Rider's cry, the two divine bulls first kicked the black knight to the ground with their four front hooves, and then ruthlessly ravaged the black knight with their four hind hooves.There was a tumbling purple thunderbolt on the hoof of the cow, and just one kick was a very heavy blow. Berserker was stomped on by the divine bull eight times, and the injuries he suffered must have been fatal. After Rider's chariot whizzed past, Berserker didn't even have the strength to stand, and rolled on his back in black armor.

"As long as I participate in the war, will such a deadlock soon be broken?"

The King of Conqueror smiled and held the reins in his hands, but he didn't see the magic power consumption of the Noble Phantasm just activated.

"...a wise judgment, the King of Conquerors."

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