Chapter 45: Yellow Rose, Blooming Elegantly
"I have seen the length of your sword clearly, so you won't be confused by the invisible attack range."

With an unruly smile, Lancer put psychological pressure on Saber while shooting out his gun like a dragon.

The collision between the Red Rose and the Sword in the Stone created sparks in the air.

—Charming and dangerous.

Saber felt relieved as she endured Lancer's attack.

"If the power of the Noble Phantasm is limited to this, I can still handle this kind of spearmanship."

As he was thinking this, the sound of the spear rubbing against the ground rang in his ears.

Looking at Lancer, the smile that never disappeared from his lips since the start of the battle, and his eyes like a ferocious beast.

A bad premonition emerged in Saber's heart.

'call…'

"It's okay, as long as we don't miss the attack that has a flaw..."

Looking at the attacking Lancer, the scene after the battle has already emerged in Saber's mind!
She raised her sword high, and at the moment when her armor blocked the attack,

——Kill Lancer with one sword!

The direction of the battle was increasingly developing in the direction Saber had expected.

She narrowed her emerald eyes slightly, concentrating all her strength and focusing all her attention on Lancer.

This blow will change the course of the battle.

One person will win!
And she, the King of Great Britain, will be the one who always wins, until she holds the Holy Grail!

"coming…"

Saber muttered to himself, holding the sword in both hands, and took the initiative to meet the enemy.

Everything was just as she expected, without any difference.

"what……"

Blood, wounds, and holes in the armor.

After repelling Lancer for the time being, Saber covered the wound on her waist.

"Why, why didn't my armor block the attack... How is this possible?"

Before Saber could figure it out, a worried voice sounded behind her.

"Saber!"

Irisviel panicked when she saw Saber was injured.

However, even though it was her first battle, Irisviel, who was born for the Holy Grail War, did not seem to be embarrassed.

Magic power ran through the magic circuit, and the light of magic lit up on her body.

Casting healing magic is one of the few ways she can provide help to Saber as a fake master.

"Thank you, Irisviel. I'm fine. The healing has taken effect."

While feeling Irisviel's power, Saber's eyes were completely focused on Lancer.

"Is it really impossible to win easily?"

Looking at Saber who was only slightly injured, Lancer felt it was natural.

The Saber opposite him was not as relaxed as him.

Saber was still thinking.

'But why, my armor should have been able to block that blow, but why did I get hit by the spear blade?'

Saber thought in his heart and touched the wound.

"?"

"The armor is not damaged?"

"What's going on?"

Lancer's attack reappeared in her mind. The scarlet spear blade pierced through her solid armor made of magic power as easily as piercing through paper.

"I can only assume that Lancer's gun penetrated the armor made of magic power..."

Although he was uncertain in his heart, his words were extremely certain:
"Really? I've figured out the secret of your gun, Lancer."

"Huh?"

Lancer neither admitted nor denied it, and looked like he was waiting for you to continue.

Saber naturally couldn't feel guilty, so she continued to talk about her guess:
"Can that red gun cut off the magic power?"

Honest King Arthur would not lie, even in battle tactics.

Fortunately, his opponent today is also a knight of noble character.

"Your armor is generated by magic. If you want to use it for defense, you'd better give up as soon as possible, Saber."

"You are as naked as a jerk in front of my gun."

The big blue loyal dog admires the petite golden lion very much.

Even though there was no need to say it, he still resolutely stated some of his abilities.

Saber is accustomed to generous behavior.

It's not that Saber is ungrateful, but that she and Lancer are the same kind of people.

Saber is equally generous and thinks Lancer's behavior is normal.

"It's just that I took off my armor. Don't get complacent too soon."

The brave King Arthur swayed his body and simply threw away his armor.

Saber, who has experienced countless wars and survived countless battles, never lacks courage in battle.

"If you can't defend yourself, then I just need to kill you before I have to defend myself. Prepare to die, Lancer!"

Very decisive and brave.

Looking at Saber's behavior, Lancer was very appreciative.

Can……

“You are still too young, Saber. If you take off your armor…”

Lancer agrees with Saber's behavior, but also thinks it's reckless.
"You are very decisive. You chose to go all out. You used the advantage of discarding the armor to make up for the disadvantage of having the armor removed. I admire your bravery and decisiveness."

"But given the current situation, I have to say you made a mistake, Saber."

Out of admiration for Saber, Lancer gave a final reminder.

The battle between these two upright people is really too pleasing to watch.

“It’s still unknown.”

"Your advice will come after you take this blow from me."

I didn't understand the hidden meaning of Lancer's words.

After gaining some distance, Lancer and Saber both planned to launch a blow that could decide the outcome of the battle.

Magic power, surging magic power rose from the sword, turning into power to propel Saber, and he rushed towards the enemy without hesitation.

The temperament of "the wind is whistling and the Yishui River is cold, the hero leaves and never returns" is fully displayed on King Arthur's petite body.

There is no doubt that she is a great king, a king who leads the soldiers and leads by example.

"You made a mistake, Saber."

Facing Saber's resoluteness, Lancer's mouth corners became more and more raised.

He wanted to win the battle for his master.

This is his greatest honor since his appearance this time!

Looking at the smile on Lancer's face, Saber only now realized her negligence, but unfortunately... it was too late.

"There doesn't have to be only one Noble Phantasm. Is this a trap?"

This thought came to my mind.

But a sword that has left the body is like an arrow that has shot out of the body. How can it be taken back?

At the moment the two collided, the 'yellow rose' bloomed in the blood of King Arthur.

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"Not good, this is not good."

On the bridge, Iskandar, who had been sitting cross-legged, stood up.

"What...what's wrong?"

Princess Weber, who did not have clairvoyance, did not understand what her Servant meant.

"Lancer used his ultimate move. He plans to decide the winner as soon as possible."

"Eh?" Waver looked up at his big Servant in confusion. "No, this is actually good for us, right?"

"Idiot!" Iskandar stamped his foot in disdain. "What are you talking about? I was planning to wait for a few more people to come out before taking action, but if this continues, Saber might be eliminated. If that happens, it will be too late."

"Too...too late?"

Waver seemed unable to understand the train of thought of his Servant.

(End of this chapter)