Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

If the usual Master and Ropey switch places, I am afraid that they will be drained of life in an instant, right?

Like a moment, like ten thousand years.

In Saber's continuous liberation of Noble Phantasm and the pressurization of light, an indistinct crack appeared on the sky of Rider's unfolding world.

Quickly, the cracks continued to extend in all directions like broken glass, and together with the mountains and cities, the world turned into a picture scroll that was on the verge of shattering.

——!

An indescribable voice resounded on the scorched ruins.

Rider's world is broken.

Although the "Small World Surrounding the Heavens" has restrained everything except the Noble Phantasm, it still cannot escape the limitations of being a Noble Phantasm.

Rope's abyss-like supply of mana abruptly made Saber's Sword of Oath Victory crush this Noble Phantasm with pure energy.

Achilles, who lost his shield, fell down. He wanted to use the Meteor Spear to regain his posture, but the wrestling with Saber made him even use up the magic power given by the Master Command Spell. The fatal mistake - he couldn't control his body, and at the moment of standing on the ground, he took a hasty step back.

Saber didn't miss this opportunity.

- Pfft!

The holy sword whose heat has not yet dissipated, like a sharp knife cutting butter, accurately pierced through Achilles' spirit core.

"cough……"

The green-haired hero coughed up blood and smiled miserably.

"You said big things, but I lost... I didn't expect you to crack my Noble Phantasm in that way."

"It's not my fault."

Saber drew his long sword and looked at Achilles.

The latter stepped backwards, leaning against a tree.

——Even on the brink of death, the great hero did not fall.

"Heh... God of war, unreasonable guy. These bastards, from a long time ago, have been so fond of manipulating the fate of mortals... Now are they going to meddle in the superficial wishes of heroes?" Achilles murmured. , and the whole body began to emit fluorescence.

A harbinger of the Heroic Spirit's exit.

"Although it's a little regretful that we didn't communicate our wishes to each other, but it's really enjoyable...cough...In the end, Saber, King Arthur, can you listen to the loser's last request?"

"Please say."

Achilles glanced at Rope, who was unharmed behind the water curtain.

"...My Master will leave this city in about two days. If during this period, Your Excellency Veleslana has plans to completely eliminate him, please help my Master."

"Rope wouldn't do that."

Saber said firmly.

"Despite unpleasant thoughts at times, he has his own creed and pride!"

Saber had already understood this during the Fourth Holy Grail War.

There is promise!

"Yeah. That's pretty good..."

In the scorching air, all that remained was the comforting voice of Achilles.

The hero who sought glory on the battlefield received his glory, lost in a fair and hearty battle, and died at the hands of the King of Knights of Britain.

——Rider. Achilles, exit!

Chapter [-] The Demon King Stays Tonight

The exit of Rider Achilles heralds the end of the fourth night of the Holy Grail War.

The result was exactly as Rope had thought. Now that Fuyuki's civil society is in avalanche, the battle between Saber and Rider has sprinkled a lot of white salt on the department in charge of construction.To preserve the rare urban forest in this way, it would take a month to dig the trees from other places to restore their vitality, not to mention the roads that were smashed to pieces.

However, in the final analysis, this is also the inevitability of the Servant's battle.

As long as the two heroes fighting against each other have the Noble Phantasms labeled "Anti-Army", "Anti-City", "Anti-Country" and "Light Cannon", then it is conceivable that the next step will be a large-scale map cannon washing. the rhythm of the earth.

This kind of war, which is even more elusive than a terrorist attack, is also due to the fact that the church gang and the city administrators were able to hide it several times, and Ropey admired them a little.

- Of course, just a little bit.

Unlocking the water curtain of power to protect the girls, Ropey fanned the white smoke from the burning trees and walked to the edge of the deep pit that was forcibly pressed down by Achilles' shield.

Among them, the golden-haired knight king was exhaustingly withdrawing his holy sword, and even the armor formed by magic showed signs of being partially damaged.

He jumped down, came over and hugged the petite girl intimately, letting her lean on his thick chest.

"Is it necessary to be so tired?" Rope said accusingly: "When Achilles opens the Noble Phantasm, all you need to do is unfold Avalon, which is also an enchantment Noble Phantasm, no matter what he thinks about his shield. Maybe crush your scabbard?"

Saber froze for a moment, then a hint of embarrassment on her lovely dusty cheeks.

"...Sorry, I forgot."

She had discarded her scabbard before she was alive, so Avalon was not among the Noble Phantasms of the Heroic Spirit Arturia.Therefore, even if Rope returned the scabbard to her, the knight king subconsciously relied more on the sword of oath victory in his hand, and faced Achilles' "small world surrounded by the sky" and thought of using the holy sword to meet the enemy.

"...Forget it, it's good to win." Rope sighed helplessly.