“Creator...”Alisfeldt read the word.
"Creator…" Wilbur translated the meaning of this word.
"Then... Taste is..."
"Please forget that word." Navenmore looked at Alistair with a serious expression.
"Oh, both of you are heroic spirits, so you're heroic spirits that were summoned illegally?”Rider said as he stroked his unshaven chin.
"You can say that." Navenmore smiled and didn't deny it. Luo Tianyi wanted to speak, but Navenmore covered her mouth and pushed her back.
"Sakura, why, why are you with that Servant…Could it be that you summoned it…"
In the dark alley, a man who was convulsing from the intense pain in his body struggled to get up.
Tonight's battle could end here. With the Servant's protection, Sakura should be safe. He had no reason to endure the pain and fight again. The other Servants could just let them kill each other.
Just as Yan Ye was about to heave a sigh of relief, Berserker locked onto his next target, Saber, and suddenly began to charge at her. This made Jiantong Yanye, who was already in pain from the chaotic magic power, even more miserable.
"Stop…Come back! Come back, Berserker!”
Yan Ye called out to Berserker, conveying his worry and anxiety. Such a simple instruction could easily be sent to Berserker from where Yan Ye was standing, but the Dark Knight did not react at all. On the contrary, Berserker's excitement had triggered a demand for mana, which once again stirred up the Mark Worm that had just calmed down. The Mark Worm once again attacked Yan Ye's flesh and body.
“Berserker! Stop!"
Saber was also shocked. She did not expect Berserker to suddenly attack her.
“Saber...！”
Alice called out anxiously. The Knight King's forehead was covered in sweat.
Watching the battle from afar, Aemiya Keiki could tell that Saber was in danger. However, with Qiesi's current equipment, he was unable to intervene in the battle between the Servants.
If he could at least see through the position of the Berserker's Master, he would have a way to deal with it.... However, even with two Dark Vision Observers, Eamiya Qitsuki could not see the Berserker's Master.
"He went berserk." Looking at Berserker's current state, Navenmoor frowned slightly. If Berserker went berserk, Yan Ye's Master body probably wouldn't be able to hold on.
"You... Who is it?"
The Dark Knight ignored Saber's question. Instead, he threw the iron pillar with a sharp aura.
The iron pillar did not hit Saber, and it shattered into pieces in the air.
"Please stop playing pranks, Berserker.”
The Lancer pointed the long spear in his right hand at the Dark Knight, declaring war on the Dark Knight. If Lancer's red spear had destroyed the magic of the Berserker relic, then the fake relic that was eaten by the Berserker's black magic would only be a pile of iron.
"Saber and I have an agreement.... If you continue to be so unreasonable and interfere in our fight, how can I sit idly by?”
“Lancer...”
Although it was a life and death battle, Saber was extremely touched after hearing Lancer's words. This spearman's heroic spirit was just as loyal to the same "knighthood" as her.
Even so, not everyone on the battlefield praised Lancer's actions.
"What are you doing, Lancer? It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to defeat Saber.”
A voice questioned sternly. The voice sounded unhappy. It should be Lancer's Master. However, Lancer unexpectedly revealed a serious expression that did not match the heroic spirit.
"The battle with Saber! It's me, Dilmdo. Audi's battle where we bet our honor!"
Lancer shouted at the empty sky.
"Let me show you how I kill that rabid dog first. I do this because I am the king! The duel between Saber and I…"
"No!"
Lancer's Master used an even colder tone to order,"
"Lancer helped Berserker kill Saber. I'll command you with a Command Charm."
The air on the battlefield froze due to the tension. Navenmore's face was lowered, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips.
As expected…This was the so-called morality.
The red spearhead turned around and headed straight for Saber. Lancer's face was filled with humiliation and anger. However, his body that was bound by the command spell no longer belonged to him. At this moment, he was just a loyal machine that carried out his master's orders.
"Is this the chivalry you pursue? I've finally seen it.”The long spear did not hit Saber. Amidst the frivolous sound, the red spearhead that was thrusting forward suddenly lost its momentum. It was held down by a hand.
"It's you…" Saber stared blankly at the man standing in front of him.
Navenmore, the self-proclaimed Servant of Demons.
"I feel very unhappy that I have been neglected by others. You all…Do you know?" Smiling and tilting his head, as if to vent his master's emotions, a terrifying energy ripple spread from Navenmore's body. Saber took a few steps back, and Lancer did the same.
As for Berserker, he stumbled back a few steps.
A pair of pitch-black wings broke out of his clothes and spread out. This was no longer an illusion, but the wings of a real demon!
The Demon King had descended!
Saber was stunned. He looked at the man in front of him in disbelief. A sense of weakness suddenly assaulted Saber's body.
“Saber... I, feel so uncomfortable…" Alisfeldt's pained voice rang out, and the Sword Follower beside her quickly supported her.
"This, this is cheating, right? This…Ugh..." Wilbur lay on the chariot and retched.
"My attributes have actually decreased. What a powerful technique. Is this considered a Treasured Artifact?”Rider was shocked.
"I really want to take you under my wing, powerful Servant.”
Roar! The pitch-black Berserker clearly did not have the brain to analyze the situation in front of him. He let out a chaotic roar again and charged at Saber, who he had locked onto from the beginning. It seemed like he had some kind of hatred for Saber, but his charge was blocked by a hand.
"Looks like you need to calm down.”Niven Moore gripped Berserker's fist with one hand and clenched his other.
Boom! It was a simple straight punch without any fancy moves. All the Servants and Masters looked at the guy who was using his strength to block the Berserker.
Berserker's body flipped over, and the armor on his face that was hit by the fist cracked, showing the power of Nevermore's attack.
Boom! Berserker's body crashed into a container at the side. He twitched but didn't fall down. Instead, he continued to struggle.
"Hey, what a tough guy.”Navenmore rubbed his fists in dissatisfaction.
"Roar!" Letting out an indignant roar, Berserker struggled to stand up again.
"Enough! Berserker, get back here!”Yan Ye roared in the dark, and the pitch-black Berserker let out a sorrowful cry. Then, its entire body turned into pitch-black mana and disappeared.
"Have you left? How boring. How about we play Lancer next?”Navenmore chuckled as he turned to Lancer. The wings on his back slowly retracted, and Alisfall and Wilbur felt that they could breathe freely again.
"Wu Mi, snipe that girl with me!”On the other side of the platform, Aimiya Qitsu, who did not lose his cool due to the sudden appearance of the Heroic Spirit, coldly gave the order. The Heroic Spirit that looked like a little girl had already turned into a spirit. He could already tell that the little girl in Nevenmoor's arms was their Master, although he was curious as to why such an ordinary child could summon two Servants.
"Understood!" Without any doubt, the sniper rifle in her hand was already aimed at Sakura, who was in Navenmoor's arms.
Since he was no match for her, he would use any means necessary to obtain victory. This was the life creed of the man named Emiya Qitsuki, even if the other party was just a little girl.
Looking at the face in the crosshair that was as tender as his daughter Eliya, Amiya Qitsuki's fingers trembled slightly and he pulled the trigger.
With a loud boom, two deadly bullets shot straight at Sakura, who was in Navenmoor's arms!
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