"Whoa, you're really bold. You actually dare to release your aura so brazenly. Do you want to challenge all the heroic spirits in Winterwood City?”
Just as one of them was about to buy some clothes with Xiao Ying in his arms, an aura spread out from afar. This gave the person who was having a headache a chance to escape from shopping.
" Xiao Ying, looks like a heroic spirit has challenged me. As the 'strongest' one, I can't just ignore it. So, let's go."”
Ignoring Xiao Ying's pitiful gaze, one party held back the guilt in his heart and carried Xiao Ying, who was reluctant to part with him, towards the dock.
"Heh…I don't care who you are, but since you saved me from this misery, I'll leave you with a complete corpse.”
With a "hearty" smile, one side bestowed a great "gift" to the unknown heroic spirit. (Sweat…)
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To the east of the seaside park was a warehouse street. This area also had harbor facilities, separating Xindu from the industrial area further east. At night, there was almost no one here. The dim lights on the street made it seem even more empty. The unmanned cranes were neatly arranged on the beach. They looked like huge dinosaur fossils, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
It was the perfect place for a duel between Servants.
Saber and Alisfel were like duelists who bravely accepted the challenge. They walked on the wide four-lane road. The enemy boldly stood in the middle of the road.
The two Servants stopped about ten meters away from each other and confronted each other.
This was the first Servant Saber had encountered, and a battle that would put one's life at stake was about to begin. She observed him carefully.
The man had his long hair tucked behind his head. Saber realized that he was actually a man with proper facial features.
His weapon was quite eye-catching. It was a spear that was about two meters taller than a person. Among the seven classes, there were three on the Knight seat: Saber, Archer, and Spear. The man in front of him should be the Servant named Lancer.
What was strange was that his weapon was not just this spear.
Other than the long spear that he carried on his shoulder with his right hand, there was also a short spear that was about one-third the length of the other one in his left hand.
If he could use the length of the spear, he could use two short spears as long spears. However, he had never seen two guns of different lengths being used at the same time.
From the hilt to the blade, the two spears were wrapped in a kind of cloth-like talisman, making it impossible to see their true appearance. It was probably a countermeasure to hide the true name of the Treasured Artifact.
"Finally. I waited for a long time, but no one dared to come here…The only one who responded to me was you.”
Lancer's heroic spirit praised in a low but clear voice. He did not put on a fighting stance. Instead, he asked Saber calmly.
"Quite a cold fighting spirit…I think you're Saber, am I right?”
"That's right. You must be Lancer."
"Exactly…Ha, I didn't expect to be able to introduce myself to my opponent so casually before a life-and-death battle. However, it's not up to us."
Saber agreed, and her cold expression softened a little.
"There's no other way. This isn't a battle for our honor. You should be offering the gun in your hand to your master, right?"
Lancer didn't say anything. He raised his gun and answered Saber.
At this moment, Alisfel, who was standing behind Saber, frowned slightly.
"…Charm magic? It was too rude to a married woman, Spearman.”
Lancer boldly released his spiritual power to charm women. As a cyborg with a strengthened body, Alisfel's anti-magic ability was twice that of an ordinary person. Otherwise, she would definitely be like an ordinary woman and be mesmerized by him at first glance.
Lancer could only shrug his shoulders with a bitter smile.
"I'm sorry, I've been cursed since I was born. However, there was nothing he could do about it. If you want to hate me, hate my birth, or hate you for being women.”
"Hmph, I won't show mercy because of your face. Attack! Lancer。”
"Ah, just what I wanted! Saber。”
“Saber……”
Alice swallowed nervously and called out her name. She was attracted by the strong fighting energy emitted by the two of them and had already sensed it. There was no room for her to interfere in this battle.
However, she didn't want to just be a bystander. At the very least, she was Saber's Master's agent.
"…Be careful. Although I can also use some healing spells, the others…"
Saber nodded before she could finish.
"Please leave Lancer to me. However, I was a little worried about why the other party's Master didn't appear.”
Just as Saber had said, Lancer's Master, who had yet to appear, was still an independent threat. Usually, the Master would be by the Servant's side, commanding the Servant while performing the necessary magic support. As long as Lancer's Master did not completely trust his Servant, he must be hiding nearby and observing Lancer's battle.
"Maybe he has some scheme. You have to be careful. Alice, I'll leave my back to you.”
The emerald eyes were speaking silently without fear.
Trust the heroic spirit of the sword.
To believe in this heroic spirit who regarded him as his master was to believe in his own decision.
"…Understood. Saber, bring me victory.”
"Yes, I am. I will."
"Then…let's begin!"×2。
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"Damn it, if this continues, we will definitely lose.”
After dodging Lancer's attack with great difficulty, Saber had no choice but to retreat.
Since Saber didn't know which of the two guns in Lancer's hands was the real relic, she had to be on guard against both guns.
Therefore, he only needed to figure out which gun was the real gun.
Between one's usual weapon and the weapon used to confuse the opponent, the moves used would be divided into "fake" and "real". Therefore, Saber focused on his every move. She believed that as long as she recognized the real gun, her chances of winning would greatly increase.
But…
This was the third time his attack had been blocked. Saber could only retreat and wait for an opportunity.
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"You're very strong, Saber. He hadn't even sweated a drop. It's not easy for a woman."
In this ruined arena, Saber and Lancer faced each other without a scratch, calculating each other's next move. Neither of them showed any signs of fatigue.
"Thank you for your praise. I will accept your praise for a Lancer like you who has superb spear skills.”
Just as the two of them were feeling resentful, an uncoordinated voice sounded,
"The game ends here! Lancer!”
Saber and Alisfeldt looked up. He wanted to find the owner of this voice.
"Lancer's…Master?”
Alice looked around, but she didn't see anyone. Because the voice came so suddenly, they didn't even have time to determine if it was a man or a woman or where it came from. Was it an illusion? In short, it seemed like the other party didn't want Saber and Alisfel to see him.
"Don't waste any more time. Saber is very difficult to deal with, so I'll allow you to use your relic to end the battle quickly.”
Saber couldn't help but be affected by his words.
Treasured Artifact-Finally, Lancer's master urged him to use his strongest skill.
"Understood. My master."
Lancer suddenly changed his tone to one of respect and changed his posture.
He casually threw the short spear in his left hand at his feet.
"Then…that spear is Lancer's…?”
Right before Saber's eyes, the curse on the spear in Lancer's right hand was slowly dispelled.
It was a dark red gun. The blade of the spear was wrapped in a completely different magic power, like an ominous mirage.
"That's it. Go up and kill her."
Lancer held a gun with both hands. It let out a series of low roars.
Saber also lowered his body. He was even more cautious in predicting Lancer's movements.
" Wild Rose, the magic breaker!"
With a loud shout, several wounds appeared on Saber's body. What surprised Saber the most was that the wound did not heal. Even with the help of the Master's magic, there was no change.
"I see... It's a gun with a spell attached to it, and once you're stabbed by it, the wound will never heal. I should have noticed this earlier…Fiona Knights, number one warrior…the imposing Dilmdo. I didn't expect it to be you.”
"Ah…I didn't expect you to recognize me. It's my honor. Then, this will be the final blow!”
"I've already seen through your spear! With this attack, I will defeat you!"
A sword and a magic spear that could be triggered at any moment.
I am the dividing line at the end of the battle.
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