Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

The crystallization of magic and fantasy - Noble Phantasm.

"What do you think of Yu's craftsmanship?" Nero asked showing off.

Lorelia frowned.If Caster took out a staff or something, she would have felt a little comfort, but taking out a greatsword was too much of a challenge to the magician education that Lorelia had grown up with.

"...A magician, you want to wield a giant sword?" she couldn't help asking.

"Is it possible?"

Nero raised his plump chest and said proudly.

"Originally, Yu prefers swordsmanship more than Mr. Simon Magos' magic. The most suitable rank for Yu is Saber. This is a disqualification for the performer, but it's not a problem. Yu will correct it by himself. As an emperor, if you don't even have this "privilege", then you don't deserve to rule the mighty Roman Empire. "

Lorelia knew what Caster was talking about, Nero's inherent skill - "Emperor's Privilege".

There is a full "EX", that is, a level that cannot display specific numerical values.

At this level, the skills that should not have been possessed by Caster: riding, swordsmanship, art, commanding power, and strategy can all be acquired under the subjective consciousness of oneself, and even the divinity can be given to oneself.

"..."

The capable strong woman rubbed her brows and gave up her plan to persuade Caster.

"...I don't care what you like and how you fight, but Caster. My ultimate goal is to win this war, don't let me down."

"Well, of course."

Nero opened his hands and closed his eyes in intoxication.

"Yu will be the most dazzling protagonist in this chaotic theater where heroes from different eras come. Just be optimistic, the cup of Christ will of course be owned by the most powerful emperor. Mmmmm~ It's really artistic~ "

No matter what Caster's gender and personality are, the strength online can say anything.Lorelia thought so.

Perhaps, even if Caster himself lost to his opponent, as long as he could drag out the enemy Saber, it would be a good choice to put the weight of victory on himself.

She herself firmly believed in her level as a magus, and was at the apex of the Masters in this Holy Grail War.Then killing other Masters and causing the Servant's exit must be in the script.

The sound of the waves hitting the shore, along with Nero's elegant gesture, a wild voice rang out in the dense forest next to the road.

"I said, are you Saber?"

Lorelia turned her gaze away at the fastest speed, and at the same time opened the magic circuit, ready to fight.

Crouching on the branch was a sturdy man.

Her grass-green hair stood on its heels, and a corner of her forehead hung down. She was wearing leather armor and iron shoulder armor. She held a short gun in her right hand and draped it over her shoulder.

...is it Lancer?

"Oh? Are you asking about Yu?"

Nero looked at the Servant on the branch, and his blue eyes were a little unhappy.

"I disturbed Yu's Yaxing, but it is a very serious crime. To hang Qing before the execution platform, this crime is enough. But tonight, Yu is not interested in fighting for the time being, so take your luck and run away."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The man with the short gun snorted.

"I'm asking if you're Saber."

"What do you want to say?"

"Then come and have a fight with me." The gun-wielding Servant jumped down and stood opposite Nero and Lorelia.

"I heard that in the rules of this war, Saber is the strongest Servant in general, so if I kill you, half of the victory will be in my hands."

"The words of Qing are very popular in various senses..."

Nero tilted his head and asked Lorelia.

"Although Yu Zai doesn't want to fight tonight, the appearance of a rude and rude person on Yu's stage is also a big event that cannot be ignored. What should I do? Yu's performer."

"Fight." Lorelia said briefly.

"Well."

Nero looked at Lorelia's expression with some admiration.

"Sure enough, what is directly proportional to the beautiful appearance of the performer is the spirit. Very good, very good."

Her dark red sword was swung horizontally, and the storm formed by the magic power blew everything around.

In contrast, the gun-wielding Servant also took a stance.

"Is Lancer, Qing's vulgar ball invitation, Yu accepted it!"

"My rank is Rider." The green-haired man corrected Nero's mistake. "My real name... I'm sorry, I can't tell you for a personal reason."

But the latter doesn't care at all.

"It doesn't matter!" Nero said generously: "At the time of his last words, Yu will generously listen to all the secrets from the Qing."

"...Hmph." Rider sneered.

When the battle between the two servants was about to break out, Lorelia was not idle, and her eyes kept adjusting, searching for the traces of the master of the unfamiliar servants.

Soon, she saw a pair of figures.

A combination of male and female.