The Endless Shuttle

"No, I don't know how to do it tonight." Rope leaned against the tree and said with a smile.

"It's enough to burn your blood once, and tonight your opponent will be my lovely Miss Saber. Of course, if you use "fighting tonight, not in full bloom" to reject the battle, if you fight for a few days to survive, I Is it completely allowed? "

"--Do not make jokes!"

Achilles clenched the reins of the chariot tightly, his expression angered.

"God, how long will you humiliate me! Don't think that you can be unscrupulous if you win! The opponent is you or Saber, and I, Achilles, will not leave my back to the enemy who challenged me!"

"Rider. Achilles."

As if unable to stand Rope's provocation, Saber spoke.

She was expressionless, Bi Tong stared at Achilles.

"My Master's words may be a bit inappropriate, please forgive me. Your honor as a soldier, after these words, I have agreed with you."

"Saber..."

"Come on, Rider."

Saber raised the invisible holy sword and aimed it at Achilles.

"Words are meaningless. For the almighty holy grail, let us fight for our lives and martial arts. The gods will not intervene in the battle of heroes. Tonight is a fair confrontation between you and me."

"...He. Well said, words are not important. Wish fulfillment is so difficult, no matter how many followers I solve, the gods and you will be on the road to the final."

It has nothing to do with time. It must be defeated for the Holy Grail to have hope.

Achilles picked up the short gun, and the three horses turned the direction of the chariot, facing Saber.

"Then let me defeat you and solve your Master as a god." Achilles declared.

"The boring conjecture will wait until after victory. I will be your last opponent this time."

Saber responded unwillingly.

Accompanied by the breeze blowing and the sound of uneasy chirps.

The battle between the two heroes is on the verge of--

Chapter 53 The chariot of the imperial wind and thunder and the torrent of shining light

An empty and quiet forest near the Fuyuki City Hospital.

The legendary heroes are drawing their arrows, and the dangerously suffocating atmosphere spreads out from the two centers, as if the invisible air has become heavy.

Saber stared at Achilles intently.

Because she had watched Rope and Rider's battle, the girl knew the strength and characteristics of the opponent very well.

Unreasonable mobility. Including "regeneration" and "not easily injured" treasures. A tank that can fly into the sky and oppose the army. Proud spearmanship. And a shield forged by Vulcan himself, which can perfectly resist the sword of her vow of victory.

No matter how you look at it, Achilles is first-class as a follower.

If you have to say a shortcoming, it can only be said that the weakness of this great hero is too obvious-Achilles' heel.

But just as she knew this weakness, Achilles herself would definitely know better that it is definitely not an easy task to stab Rider's heel easily.

Saber wasn't Rope who opened the door.

All the martial arts and treasures of the girl are steadily honed from the battlefield, and the final sublimation of life is no different from Achilles. You can't be arrogant because of Avalon's return and magical power without worries, you must be cautious. carefully.

"What's wrong, Saber?"

On the chariot, Achilles spoke.

"Don't you attack first? My abilities, my weaknesses, you know all about it now, as far as intelligence is concerned, it is you who have the upper hand now."

This is a provocation by the enemy.

Sabe knew this clearly, so she responded with silence and waited for Achilles' actions without rushing or impatiently.

"The boring guy who was blinded by victory... just as you wish."

Achilles sighed.

The green-haired rider put the pistol down from his shoulder and held it in his hand, while pulling the rein of the war horse with his other hand, he flicked it lightly.

The wheels rolled.

--coming!

Saber's spirit was shaken, and the invisible holy sword surrounding the Wind King barrier stood in front of him, and for a while, only the slow-driving enemy was left in Bi Tong.

Depressed silence, the sound of horseshoes, followed by an eruption like a volcano.

Achilles suddenly shook the reins that bound the **** horse, and the green fluorescent magic burst.

At such a short distance, the chariot accelerated incredible.

It's like a locomotive out of control.

In the next second, three ferocious steeds appeared in front of Saber's eyes, raising their strong hooves.

The **** horse of Poseidon is not only immortal, but also involves the patience and strength of the Achilles chariot to fly across the battlefield. Even if the treasure is not liberated, it will cause considerable trampling damage.

With preparations, the girl shifted a distance to the left, and seemed to escape the chariot crushing in a thrilling manner. The strong wind on the edge even cut a few of her golden hair.

--Ding!

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

"You are not the kind of Rider who stays firmly on the car. This is already known when you fight Rope."

Metal and metal, faint sparks splashed out.

Kneeling on the ground, Saber firmly held Achilles' short spear in a surprise attack, preventing him from making any progress. Instead, relying on his strength, he suppressed Rider's short spear.

——Can't let Achilles open the distance to take advantage of speed and force him to engage in close combat.

Saber's strategy is nothing more than that.

On the ground, guns and swords cried. The grass and woods were further ravaged by the second outbreak of the War of the Servants. The erupting wind pressure crossed the distance and directly cut off the branches of Rope against the tree. The latter did not even blink his eyelids, still admiring the heroes' battle without moving.

At a speed that the human eye cannot see clearly, Saber and Rider's fight is like a clip from a movie, happening alive in reality.

On the one hand, they learned from Chiron's exquisite spear skills, and on the other hand, they learned from the swordsmanship honed in countless battlefields.