Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

--Ding!

"Oh? Ordinary guys will be attracted by my chariot and forget my own existence."

"You're not the kind of Rider that sticks to the car. You already understood this when you fought Rope."

Metal to metal, faint sparks splashed out.

Half-kneeling on the ground, Saber firmly held Achilles' pistol, preventing him from taking half an inch, but instead suppressed Rider's pistol with the advantage of his muscles.

——Achilles cannot be allowed to take advantage of his speed by pulling away, forcing him to engage in close combat.

Saber's strategy is nothing more than that.

Above the earth, spears and swords mingled.The grass and woods were further ravaged by the second outbreak of the Servant War, and the burst of wind pressure spanned the distance and directly cut off the branches of the tree that Rope was leaning against.The latter did not even blink his eyelids, still admiring the battle of the heroes.

At a speed that cannot be seen by the human eye, the fight between Saber and Rider is like a clip from a movie, taking place in real life.

On the one hand, Chiron's exquisite spear skills, and on the other hand, the swordsmanship honed from countless battlefields, both refused to back down and forced each other.

This is the real hero battle!

Although Jack has a basic ability that surpasses Achilles after using the Noble Phantasm, in terms of combat experience and martial arts, the young girl murderer of Wudu is far from the opponent of the great hero of the age of God, so she will be defeated so quickly. Come.

——It doesn't matter how much magic power is, it's just the difference between professional and amateur.

"Tsk..."

On the battlefield, Achilles jumped on a branch and tried to get rid of Saber's entanglement again, but the girl was like a female leopard smelling blood, chasing after Achilles, and the angle was cunning. His heel was stabbed.

The invisible holy sword caused the great hero the same troubles as the original Dirumdo.

Several times, if it wasn't for the protection of "The Brave Never Withers", he would have suffered a few not-so-slight wounds on his body.

Can't be seen, the flow of wind... is also a kind of Noble Phantasm, right?

Achilles waved his spear and blocked Saber's blade, thinking unwillingly.

Originally, his Noble Phantasm "DiatrechonAstirLonchi" was able to solve this trouble perfectly. Under this Noble Phantasm, all blessings and Noble Phantasms will be removed, but "Kill Amazon" Queen Penthesilea later regretted the anecdote" that made his pistol unable to liberate women, putting Achilles in a dilemma.

Continue to fight, or use the powerful Noble Phantasm.

Fighting is a slow suicide, the opponent's Master is a god, and there is no magic problem that he needs to worry about.And if the Liberation Noble Phantasm could not be sure to kill with one hit, then the burden of subsequent battles on his Master would be unimaginable.

Achilles had already made up his mind after learning that there was a god in this war. No matter what, he would not let his Master, the boy who understood what "warrior glory" was and had similar interests, to be revealed to the public.

——Even if you fail and die, you must let the Master escape safely.

This is his most basic requirement for himself as a Servant.

"Rider, your gun is getting lost."

"...long-winded!"

With Saber's slash, Achilles flew backwards.

In mid-air, he stabbed the short spear into the ground fiercely, pulling a long crack on the ground, and then the magic power around his body rose, and the "Comet Runner" activated, converting speed into power, charging towards Saber...

- Bang!

Crunch, crunch.

The earth was crushed by the power of the heroic spirits, and the interlacing sounds of iron weapons made one's teeth sour.

Looking at Saber's beautiful, tireless cheeks, Achilles made up his mind.

"Speaking of which, I haven't asked your name yet, Saber. You must have fought against me so far, and you shouldn't have been an unknown person in history, right?"

Withdrawing the short gun, the green-haired rider finally asked.

"Saber. Arturia. Pendragon. The King of Knights of Britain." The blond girl responded earnestly.

"!?"

Achilles' eyes widened at first, and then he couldn't help laughing.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect, I didn't expect... You would be the eternal king... King Arthur... No wonder you have such excellent martial arts..."

"Rider, I don't think this is a funny thing." Saber frowned, and his displeasure rose sharply.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to laugh at your gender."

Achilles waved his hand.

"In my time, there were people who ruled the kingdom as women. Penthesilea, Queen of the Amazons, she..."

After unconsciously uttering the name, Achilles' voice stopped abruptly.

- That's not something to laugh at.

After a long while, he sighed and lowered the short spear in his hand.

The sound of the horse's hooves sounded again, and from the side of Achilles, from nothing, the luxurious chariot was called out again.

"...This is the end. King of Britain."

Achilles rolled over and jumped into the chariot, holding the reins of the horse.

"Although the process of battle is exciting, it is ultimately a way to seek victory. There is no end to it. Whether it is my glory or your glory, let's witness it here."