lost narrative poem

Chapter 273

Saber is not a dull person, she already had doubts before, and now she follows her intuition, and is sure that the black knight in front of her is definitely someone she knows.

Or someone who knew her!

Whether it was the short fight in the seaside park before or now, it all proved this. Of course, her thrust just now couldn't be said to be perfect. Her posture, speed, and timing were all perfect.

But as a servant of the Saber class, this is definitely a sword in line with his strength, even if it is a hasty attack.

However, this black knight didn't care at all. This is not only a matter of martial arts, but also that the other party seems to have directly seen through the invisible trajectory of the blade within the wind king's barrier - Saber's holy sword has always been surrounded by the wind king's barrier. protected.

By winding several layers of wind, the refractive index of light is changed to cover the enchantment of the sword body, which can not only increase the attack power, but also make the enemy unable to recognize the distance and distance of the sword stroke through this enchantment. attack on the track.

At least when they first met, this magic-like treasure would give Saber an advantage, but in front of the black knight in front of him, all of this simply ceased to exist.

——If the opponent is not able to see through the Wind King's barrier, then he knows everything from the shape to the length of Saber's sworn victory sword.

Arturia seriously suspected the latter, which meant that the other party knew her self before becoming a heroic spirit.She shivered violently because of this terrible thought, and doubts that could not be ignored surged up in her heart again.

Because based on such criteria, although there are many candidates, their identities are very sensitive... The biggest possibility is that the other party was once a Knight of the Round Table under her command. Style so knowing.

"URRRRRRR——!!"

It seems that because of the enemy's questioning, the black knight's body paused slightly, but then he roared again without any specific meaning, and the machine guns in both hands sprayed out red lotus flames again!

Saber could only put the shock and anger in her mind behind her, and raise the invisible sword in her hand to fight.

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At this time, Lancer had left the courtyard, and he didn't win the honor of facing Berserker, because it was obvious that Berserker chose Saber as his opponent.

From the very beginning, the hail of bullets was mainly chasing Saber, Lancer was just affected by the side...

So he was also very decisive, when Saber took the initiative to reverse the offensive to entangle the black knight, he made a breakthrough from the side, and rushed into the deep building of Liudong Temple very easily.

——The furious black knight's attention was not on him at all, he shot past him, and stopped pursuing when he found that he couldn't stop it.

Through the precise grasp of the breath, Lancer is sure that his target is ahead, as long as he controls the two fragile masters, the battle can be ended... Although it is indeed a bit disreputable, he was summoned this time , is to make up for the regrets during his lifetime and to be loyal to the lord.

So no matter how utilitarian this person is, Kenneth still doesn't believe what he said, and recently, because of his fiancée Sola's problem, there has been an obvious rift between the master and the slave...

Lancer still hopes to do his best to assist the opponent to win this Holy Grail War, so this kind of thing still has to be done. He has no way to refuse, and he can't secretly procrastinate for time.

However, at the next moment, Lancer realized that he didn't need to worry about such things at all—

"Sorry, both of you! If you don't want to be hurt...please come with me."

Brutally destroying the sliding door, standing in the corridor outside the door, Lancer with two guns looked at the Japanese room inside, and saw the two "Masters" hiding in the Liudong Temple as expected, and his face turned cold Come to say so.

The words are threatening, after all, this is not an occasion to be polite.

The two calm people in the Japanese room sat opposite each other without saying a word, as if they were not in the mood to speak at all, they were just waiting heavily and calmly for the battle outside to end, and then good news or bad news would come in.

One of them is a woman dressed as a typical magician, wearing an indigo hooded cloak and a purple robe, her true face is covered by a hood, only her white chin is exposed.

The other is a handsome man with a long dark blue ponytail and his temples hanging down to his collarbone. He is wearing a long gown and kimono.

These two masters should have known what was going on outside, but they didn't make any movements, just sat here quietly, drinking tea, waiting for the noise outside to end.

Of course, this is not a problem, and in a sense it is even very bold.

Lancer also didn't think there was anything to blame for this. After all, magicians, as masters, were often very fragile, and would only act as a drag on the battlefield where Servants were fighting.

Since you can't do anything if you go out, it's better to stay in a safe place, at least it won't make it easier for the enemy to solve the problem.

Lancer rushed in all the way, spending mana almost regardless of the cost, simply and rudely destroying an unknown number of defensive and counterattack spells and enchantments set up along the way, and finally came here, so the overall protection is actually no questionable.

This place is indeed a safe place. As a Servant, it takes him about a minute to cross the short straight-line distance of tens of meters, which is already a proof.

——Ordinary magicians are absolutely unable to move an inch here, and it is estimated that they will die if they cannot walk two meters in the corridor.

It's just a pity that Caster didn't come back for the time being, and the deployed position was not able to maximize its effect, and this time the surprise attack was that he and Saber attacked Liudong Temple together.

Even if one Berserker is left to guard the door, but when it is dragged, the other one can go straight in without any hindrance, and go straight to Huanglong...

Of course, thanks to the precise timing, the two masters probably didn't expect the situation to become so bad in such a short period of time, so they didn't have time to make up their minds to use the precious command spells to pull Caster back from outside.

After all, if the servant is the only designated weapon in the Holy Grail War, then the Command Spell is the only hole card to control this weapon. There are only three strokes in total, and one use is less—and with the reduction of the Command Spell, the Master himself Hopes of winning the Holy Grail War would also fade quickly.

At the critical moment, let the follower carry out space transfer to avoid disaster...

Let the servants recharge instantly at critical moments, and release treasures continuously...

At a critical moment, issue a mandatory order to the follower, forcing him to do something he doesn't want to do...

Even more extreme is that after winning the Holy Grail War, there is only one Holy Grail, but there are two masters and servants, and both want the Holy Grail, so how to distribute it?

Then a command spell is needed to guarantee the bottom line, and to issue an order like "suicide! Lancer" at a critical moment.

Command Spells are so precious, if you don't really see a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, or a particularly critical moment, the Master is often reluctant to use it lightly, and the surprise attack tonight is based on this matter First, let the master on the opposite side be unable to react.

At the beginning, they didn't have time to make a decisive decision, and pulled Caster back from the outside. When they discovered the seriousness of the problem later, they would never have such an opportunity——

Lancer held the two magic spears in his hand, one long and one short, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle's, and he stared closely at the two masters in the Japanese room. If the two people on the opposite side had any uncooperative behavior, he was going to use the command spell or something If so, he would strike without hesitation.

"This is really funny... The Master was merciful and wanted to let you have a few more days of carefree life. It's fine to just live until the last moment, but you can't wait to come to the door to take the initiative die……"

The purple magician finally spoke, his voice seemed to be blown by the night wind, with a hint of laziness.

"Wait, what Master? Aren't you the Master yourself?" The man with two brushes felt something was wrong.

The seven riders have already shown up, what kind of Master does this woman have?Could it be that she is also a follower?

"I'm not obligated to answer your questions. Maybe this boring war will end sooner because of your actions tonight..." The purple magician chuckled, and then looked at the long-clothed man opposite him. The man in the kimono, "Assassin, your rotation tonight is unfortunately cancelled."

Assassin?

Wait, isn't Assassin dead?In the storm and thunder that night!

Lancer was even more stunned. He felt that the direction of the plot was completely beyond his expectations. He also decisively swung the murderous long spear and smashed the tatami in front of him. Room and room.

The lights went out instantly, and the narrow space was suddenly plunged into darkness.

Although Lancer couldn't figure out what was going on, something was wrong!Something was absolutely wrong, so a decision had to be made decisively, the original plan was simply impossible to proceed.

But if he is not decisive, he intuitively feels that he may not even have a chance to fight back!

However, the long knife swung around, drawing a brilliant silver-white arc in the darkness.

In an instant, there was a hand-to-hand battle, and violent sparks burst out in the air, briefly illuminating the darkness, but this was meaningless, no matter which one of the three people present, they did not need to rely on the faint light of sparks to aid vision.

So Lancer could see it clearly, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

At that critical moment, the man in long gown and kimono picked up a five-foot-long sword from the side, and displayed his sword skills so exquisitely that he almost intercepted his magic spear Edge!

This is actually a Servant? !The eighth Servant? !

If what the purple magician next to him said wasn't lying to him, wouldn't it mean that there were nine Servants participating in the Holy Grail War this time?

Four of them are here in Liudong Temple, and how many forces have been separated from the other five to attack each other?No, there are no more five outside, the former Assassin was really confirmed dead.

In other words, there are eight Servants participating in this Holy Grail War, four of which belong to the same faction and are unanimously external; the other four belong to four different factions, each with its own ghost...

Nima's!Why?

How to fight this?Who will tell him how to fight this? !

"It's really rude, Lancer. Although I have no loyalty to this vixen at all..."

The man in the long kimono said happily, and the voice sounded in the dark space.

"But no matter what, she was the one who summoned my subordinate, so I absolutely can't let Your Excellency blatantly commit murder in front of my subordinate..."

"Hmph! Assassin, I don't care about your rudeness for the time being... But you know, I have decided to deal with this matter before the Master returns to Liudong Temple."

Being called a female fox to her face, Medea raised her eyebrows immediately, and snorted in displeasure——

"These jumping clowns don't need the Master to take action. Besides, as a Servant, it's too shameful for the Master to stand in front of me... Not only I want to show it, but this is also your first battle. If you both If you are not loyal to the Master and cannot prove your value to the Master, I will let you disappear now."

"Oh, I'm really sorry. Although my life is as insignificant as a mayfly, disappearing now will trouble me."

The swordsman sighed, but he was still full of an elegant and ancient style.

Lancer gritted his teeth and said nothing, the waving long spear drew a terrifying attack range, and the waving short spear frequently occupied tricky angles, seamlessly matching the guns in his left and right hands.What kind of study is needed to learn such a powerful move?

The air screamed nervously. If it wasn't for the strong defensive magic in this room, it would have been ravaged and destroyed by the frantic storm in the first place!

However, in this narrow space, such seamless two-gun combat skills failed to exert any effect. They were all interrupted by the natural flash of the long knife, and the ingenious direct hit on the key to the connection of moves, disrupting the situation. Rhythm of the Gunners.

The swordsman on the opposite side was unimaginably strong. In terms of sword skills alone, even facing Saber outside was at the level of crushing. If it weren't for the low parameters such as strength and speed, he wouldn't be able to take advantage of it at all!

But it was too late to rejoice, at the next moment, the moment the sparks burst out from the hand-to-hand combat, the huge force unexpectedly blasted Lancer into the air, smashing his body into the corridor outside.

"Huh?" The swordsman also seemed to be puzzled.

"Is it strange? Liudong Temple is my position. I can do even things similar to magic in it. How difficult is it to strengthen you..." Medea snorted angrily.

"I see..." The swordsman smiled and shook his head in the darkness.

But Lancer, who was knocked out, had a huge wave in his heart. Is this woman the master of the position?

—Caster? !

(End of this chapter)