Chapter 44: Lancers, the advantage is mine!
I sighed slightly in my heart.

Uncle Liu is a god and cannot be ordered around.

but……

Who stipulated that a Master can only have one Servant?

Glancing at Uncle Liu who was reading a novel, Kenshin Matou looked at the big blue dog on the tablet who was happily fighting with Saber.

He finalized his idea.

Whoosh!

Under the streetlights, the light is dim.

After some testing, Saber and Lancer are ready to get serious.

"Although there is no honor in a battle where you don't share your names, I still want to praise you for fighting until now without breaking a sweat. You are truly as good as any man."

Not only is Diarmuid powerful and loyal to his monarch, but he is also an impeccable character.

His words obviously pleased King Arthur.

"No need to be modest, Lancer. Although I don't know your name, it is an honor for me to be praised by you who possesses such great spear skills. I am honored."

Heroes cherish heroes.

When two people with noble character are together, there will naturally be harmony.

But it seems that noble people always encounter misfortune.

Saber and his Master Emiya Kiritsugu have a very bad compatibility, but Lancer's compatibility with his Master is even worse than Saber's!
Since ancient times, spearmen have been lucky. This is not a joke, but a bloody experience.

"Let's stop here, Lancer."

Arrogantly, as if all the others were insects, the voice rang out arrogantly on the field.

Those who hide in the shadows will start barking.

"Lancer's Master?"

Looking around, Mrs. Irisviel was a little flustered.

"Don't let the battle drag on any longer. That Saber is a strong enemy, kill her quickly. Allow you to reveal your treasure."

The tone was very impatient.

His attitude towards his servants is more like that of familiars without human rights rather than partners.

Through the tablet, Jianchen Matou heard it clearly.

Director Ken's voice was so recognizable, with an annoying tone of arrogance.

"What bad luck, Diarmuid."

He sympathized with the spearmen's luck.

But obviously,

Diarmuid did not feel embarrassed by such an impolite tone that did not contain the slightest respect.

He even showed excitement.

"Understood, my lord."

Loyalty, blind loyalty, hopelessly blind loyalty.

Under such blind loyalty, Uncle Liu, who was obsessed with the Three Kingdoms, raised his head and looked at the big blue dog on the tablet.

Jianchen Matou noticed this keenly.

But unfortunately, a glance is just a glance.

Uncle Liu didn't say anything. After reading it once, he said nothing and immersed himself in the novel again.

The lancer on the battlefield seemed to have been freed from the restrictions.

He threw the yellow pistol 'Yellow Rose' to the ground.

Lancer held the spear of the Red Rose tightly with both hands, his face serious.

Obviously, under the order of its master, the loyal blue dog has to start serious mode.

"That spear is Lancer's Noble Phantasm?"

For some reason, King Arthur, who is accustomed to fighting and war, has believed that Lancer has only one Noble Phantasm from the beginning of the battle until now.

She had never thought that the two guns, one long and one short, were both treasures.

This was her mistake, a mistake that was enough to cause her to exit the Holy Grail stage and lose her life!
The concealment of the Red Rose gun faded away, revealing its true spirit. The scarlet aura was constantly entwined, and the magic power gathered on the gun. The scarlet gun tip seemed to be stained with the blood of the enemy! "You heard it too. Next, I will take your head."

"Saber, do you want to continue using the gathered wind magic to hide your sword?"

Without waiting for Saber to respond, Lancer answered his own question:

"I see. So you have a reason to hide your sword? It seems that your real name can be seen through the blade of your sword."

"I'm sorry, Lancer, you can't know the true form of my sword. I will decide the outcome before it is exposed."

Raising the sword with both hands, Saber did not intend to reveal her identity in this battle.

The Holy Grail War has just begun.
If her identity is exposed, she will be at a disadvantage in the subsequent fight.

This is absolutely unacceptable for Saber, who longs for the Holy Grail and wants to realize her own ideals.

"That's not necessarily the case."

With a wild smile on his face, Lancer held the magic spear 'Red Rose' in his hand and approached Saber step by step.

Looking at Saber opposite him, with her delicate appearance like a doll and body like a child, although Lancer is not the kind of person who judges people by appearance, in a battle, overwhelming momentum can play a key role in turning the tide of victory or defeat.

lancer, except for the flaw of blind loyalty.

Whether in combat, as a person, or in glory, he is an impeccable and perfect man.

“So perfect!”

The Matou family residence.

Kenshin Matou looked at Lancer who was constantly showing off his charm through the tablet.

If he wasn't determined inside, the teardrop mole at the corner of his eye would only be able to charm women.

Kenshin Matou must think that he has been bewitched by magic.

He wanted, wanted it very much, wanted it extremely much, to get Lancer!

It's a shame that such a perfect and powerful Servant is staying with Director Ken.

There was an unprecedented gleam in his eyes, causing his younger sister Sakura to look at the man on the tablet with envy.

He couldn't understand why his brother was so interested in a tall boy.

In her simple mind, the elementary school student Sakura thought, "Shouldn't boys like to play with girls?"

In the battlefield.

Diarmuid did not stop and was still approaching Saber.

"I will go and reveal the true identity of this invisible sword, Saber."

First courtesy, then force, and a flash of movement.

The fully enchanted 'Red Rose' and the sword hidden in the wind collide again!
The moment they made contact, Saber realized something was wrong.

She was stunned, as if in disbelief.

"Your hidden sword has been exposed."

"The Wind King's barrier has dissipated?"

Saber, who had wrapped the sword with the Wind King Barrier to hide her sword by changing the refractive index of the air, was now sweating profusely.

Saber was not given time to continue thinking.

Knowing that he had to press on with his victory, Lancer, without hesitation, launched another attack.

The attack was fierce and every move was deadly. For a moment, the panicked Saber could only dodge and could not find any chance to counterattack!

But even the most perfect defense will eventually show flaws over time.

What's more, Lancer is a master with superb martial arts skills, good at finding flaws and defeating the enemy with one blow.

Attack, attack, attack, and attack!
The attacks continued, and Saber continued to defend.

The smile on Lancer's face grew wider and wider, and the scales of victory tilted more and more towards him.

"That red spear is weakening the Wind King's barrier?"

Saber noticed this keenly, but was powerless to do anything.

She could only parry Lancer's attack but couldn't stop it.

(End of this chapter)