Chapter 39: Swords and Guns Fight (Part 3)

"You are really difficult to deal with, and you don't want to lose happily... That tenacity and perseverance is truly remarkable.

Lancer looked at Saber with a sad smile, seemingly unfazed by the injury of a piece of flesh being cut off from the inside of his arm. Sure enough, Lancer's injuries seemed to be rewinding, healing automatically without leaving any traces. Considering the servant's own healing ability, this recovery speed is too fast. It must have been the Master of Lancer who was currently hiding in the dark watching the battle, and cast healing magic.

On the other hand, Saber's upright beauty could not conceal her pain and anxiety.

"...Irisviel, please heal me too."

"I've already performed magic! I've used it all, but why..."

Compared to the injured Saber herself, Irisviel, who was supporting from the rear, looked even more confused.

Irisviel is indeed the best magician. Regardless of the fact that her body is a "creation designed" to enhance magic, it is impossible to go wrong with something as small as using healing magic. Even if it does fail, Irisviel herself will know it.

but--

"Healing magic is indeed effective. Saber, you should be fully recovered by now."

The blond girl carefully paid attention to Lancer's every move while staring at the injury on her left wrist. The injury was actually not serious. The trouble was that the tendons in the wrist were severed and the thumb, the most important of the five fingers, could not move. This way she wouldn't be able to hold the sword with enough grip.

Everyone can feel the fluctuation of Irisviel's magic power. Saber herself knows that there is no problem with Irisviel's treatment, but the wound on her wrist has not healed. It was as if her left thumb was a natural disability, unable to move at all.

Seeing that Saber was not attacking, Lancer bent down and picked up the yellow short spear that fell on the ground with his left hand in a calm manner.

"You are smart enough to realize that armor cannot resist my Gae Dearg."

Lancer told him the true name of his Noble Phantasm without hesitation. He probably thought that since Saber already knew the effectiveness of the Noble Phantasm, there was no need to hide it anymore.

"However, taking off the armor was an oversight on your part. If you had not taken off the armor, you would have been able to block the 'Destroyed Yellow Rose' (Gae Buidhe)."

As Lancer said this, he raised his red and yellow spears high as if spreading his wings, exactly the same as he did at the beginning of the battle. That posture is not to deceive the enemy, but a unique fighting method that this warrior has developed after undergoing rigorous training.

"I see, that's a cursed gun that can't heal after causing wounds. I really should have discovered it earlier." Saber said with some annoyance, "The red gun that cuts off demons, the yellow gun that curses, plus the ability to charm girls Diarmuid, who has the tear mark on his right hand and is the leading 'brilliant appearance' of the Fiona Knights, never expected to have the honor of fighting against you."

Dimuludo Odina is an important figure in Celtic mythology and the ancient Irish Gaelic story "Fenian Cyle". His legend is still spread in Ireland.

"This is the wonder of the Holy Grail War. However, the person who is more honored is me. If I am the one who has crossed time and space and sat on the Seat of Heroes, I will definitely not miss the golden sword."

Lancer, whose real name was revealed, not only did not feel upset about it, but showed a refreshing expression.

"I can compete with the famous King of Knights, and I still have the upper hand. It seems that God has not abandoned me yet."

The King of Knights is the most famous King Arthur in Celtic legends. The full name in the legend is Arthur Pendragon. Arthur's name in Roman is "Artorius", the female form. It's "Artoria", considering the woman's identity means Arturia Pendragon, whose story with his Knights of the Round Table is world-famous.

Of course, she is also the number one poster girl in the Fate series, although her current status is impacted by a certain red Saber and a certain idol dragon girl... (thoughts in passing).

King of Knights Artoria.

Glorious Appearance: Diarmuid.

What an amazing fate and adventure.

The heroic shadow spirit standing on the crane trembled, the ancient hero king looked down at everything coldly, the charging chariot was bright with thunder, and the wild beast lurking in the darkness was silent.

The young man driving a motorcycle at high speed raised the corners of his mouth, and the golden light in his eyes illuminated his sleepiness.

In this small city, the heroes of the past intertwined with each other, reunited in the modern era across countless romantic epics, chased their second dreams and lives, and finally reunited in the future to accept the ending brought by fate. .

"So, now that we know each other's names, we can finally have an upright knight's battle. Or - you can't bear to find out after I stabbed one of your hands? Saber."

"Don't be ridiculous, caring about such a small injury is insulting me." Saber asserted resolutely, and once again assembled her magic power and put on silver armor to guard against the yellow cursed spear.

Also gathered at the same time was the "Wind King Barrier", and the Golden Sword disappeared again.

Despite being in an overwhelming disadvantage, Saber's face was not depressed at all, but even more cheerful.

Lancer's expression was the same, both of them were happy to have met a good opponent.

One of them used one of the two treasures first, cleverly making the opponent careless, and his fighting wisdom was amazing.

The other used his left arm to block the sneak attack of the Yellow Rose, which was a special move, and his excellent response was impressive.

The fact that they both adhered to the chivalry added a sense of mutual appreciation.

"Wake up, Saber, I will win this time."

"This is something you can only say after I don't win, Lancer."

The two people said bold and provocative words while predicting each other's special moves, and carefully tested each other step by step.

The sword and the magic spear were ready to go.

At this moment, the cold and clear sense of oppression was broken by a sudden thunder.

"!?"

Saber and Lancer turned their heads at the same time and stared at the southeast sky. The source of the loud noise was obvious. It must be the object that was running straight towards them from the sky while emitting purple lightning flashes in the night sky.

The stunned Irisviel expressed her surprise.

"Chariot?"

Judging from the appearance, it was a classical double-rider chariot. The horses were not tied to the shafts, but two muscular, extremely strong and fit bulls. The bulls' iron hooves stepped on the void, pulling the gorgeously decorated chariot straight ahead.

No, they were not just floating in the air. The wheels of the chariot made a rumbling sound, and the two bulls' hooves kicked not the earth, but dazzling lightning.

Every time the bulls' hooves and wheels "stepped" on the void, the purple lightning would draw spider-web-like tentacles, making a thunderous sound that shook the atmosphere.

Such a strange phenomenon, such a huge amount of magic power released, this is definitely a Servant's treasure. Without thinking too much, everyone present knew that the third Servant who intended to intervene in the duel between Saber and Lancer had appeared.

The chariot running on lightning circled in the sky above Saber and Lancer's heads, slowed down and landed on the ground. The landing position was exactly in the middle of the two confronting heroes, blocking the sharp blades of both sides. As it landed, the dazzling lightning also retreated, and a burly man stood majestically in the driver's seat.

"Both sides put down their weapons, you are now in front of the king!"