The duel between saber and Lancer is still going on.

If we used to use small tricks to test each other's strength, now we can say that the battle between the two has reached a white hot state.

However, the so-called little trick is only a statement between servant. The road damaged by the aftermath of these small tricks left a terrible mark. Two warehouses have been poured down, and the asphalt on the road has been turned over like farmland. Looking at such a battlefield, people can't help feeling that there has just experienced a big earthquake.

In the ruins of the site, saber and Lancer confronted each other unharmed, calculating each other's next move. Neither of them showed a trace of fatigue.

"If you don't even give your name, your reputation is really worthless."

Lancer waved a long gun full of killing intention, but asked saber in a relaxed tone. "In a word, I appreciate you very much. Up to now, I haven't even lost a drop of sweat. It's not easy for a woman."

"Don't be modest, Lancer." saber waved his sword and smiled.

"Although I don't know your name, it's my honor to praise you for your excellent marksmanship. I accept it."

Although both of them met for the first time, it is certain that part of their hearts are interlinked.

Both of them are full of confidence in their abilities, so they will pay their respects when they meet a real opponent. They are not only lonely soldiers, but also heroes who cherish each other.

But

"This is the end of the game! Lancer!"

Saber and Alice Phil look up. Want to find the owner of this voice.

"Lancer's... Master?" Alice Phil looked around, but found no figure. Because the voice came suddenly, even if the voice was male or female, there was no time to judge where it sounded. Is it an illusion? In short, the other party doesn't seem to want saber and Alice Phil to see themselves.

"Don't waste any more time. Saber is difficult to deal with, so I allow you to use treasure tools and make a quick decision."

Saber couldn't help being affected by his words. Treasure - finally Lancer's master urged him to use his strongest skills.

"I see. My master," replied Lancer suddenly in a respectful tone, while he changed his posture. He threw the shotgun in his left hand at his feet.

"So... The long gun is Lancer's...?" in front of saber, the spell of Lancer's long gun in his right hand was slowly untied. That's a crimson gun. The blade of the gun was wrapped with a completely different magic, like an ominous mirage.

"That's it. Go up and kill her." Lancer grabbed her in both hands. There were bursts of growls.

"Inferior means, it seems that the so-called chivalry is just like this." Mu Han Tian smiled ironically on the high container.

"Brother, what's the matter?" the cherry in her arms asked in a naive voice.

"Maybe saber and her master will easily believe the words of Lancer, but as a soldier, they will bring useless things when they go to the battlefield. Shouldn't they say meaningless things? The answer is No. since it is meaningful, why throw it away at will? So the answer is obvious. There is a problem with the shotgun."

Sakura tilted her head. For her now, she doesn't understand these at all.

"You made a mistake." Lancer's proud voice sounded below.

Lancer kicked the sand under his feet with his legs. However, it was not the sand that flew into the air, but the short gun that Lancer threw away just now. The blade is facing Saber's direction. The spell on the short gun has also been untied, and the golden gun body appears under the spell.

The golden gun body rolled up in a whirlwind, and the two figures crossed, and the flying bright red blood flowers bloomed brightly - and then dissipated in an instant.

Saber, who charged past, stopped, while the two men turned back.

Both stood upright and did not lose the will to confront each other. The two men's spirits are still alive.

It was not easy to make the battle slightly out of the track of attacking each other. At this time, saber analyzed the battle situation and made a quick decision to postpone the duel between the two.

As a result, the yellow short gun that tried to stab saber to death did not stab Saber's chest, but stabbed Saber's left arm. At the same time, Saber's golden sword gently deviated from Lancer's vital part. The blade stabbed Lancer's left arm. It's strange that they were injured in the same part. But are the two people injured to the same extent?

"You still won't let me beat you easily. Good. Your indomitable look." Lancer stared at saber with a sad smile, as if trying not to mind the wound on his elbow. And Lancer's wound is really like watching a movie replay. It healed without anyone's touch, and then even the traces disappeared.

Even servant's self-healing ability can't have such a fast recovery ability. It must be the invisible master watching the victory and defeat who is performing the healing magic.

Contrary to Lancer, Saber's dignified beauty can't hide her pain and anxiety. Lancer's gun for floating combat and Saber's sword holding the hilt with both hands are of course different in power. At least from the appearance, Saber's small arm was pierced by a short gun. Compared with Lancer's wound, it was a minor injury.

Really careless... Looking at his bloody wrist, saber frowned without trace and stepped back a few steps.

"... Alice Phil, heal my wound!"

"I cured! I cured, but..." compared with saber who was injured, Alice Phil who came to the rescue showed a more embarrassed look.

"Don't waste your time. If you are stabbed by my treasure and the yellow rose that will be destroyed, the wound will never be cured." looking at the embarrassed posture of the master and servant opposite, Lancer's mouth aroused a proud smile.

"I see... This is a gun with a spell attached. Once it stabs, the wound will never heal. I should have noticed this earlier..."

A red gun that cuts off magic. Cursed yellow gun. Plus the tear nevus under the left eye that can seduce girls - it's easy to judge these factors together. If from the legend, the reputation recited by the Celtic hero legend is even related to the legend of King Arthur. Saber himself didn't think of this. It's really incredible.

"Fiona knights, first soldier... Dignified dimuludo. I didn't expect the Holy Grail to give you the honor of participating."

"This is the wonder of the Holy Grail War... But I am praised by everyone. Those who travel through time and space and are invited to participate in the throne of heroes will not mistake your golden sword."

Servant. Lancer, the hero of the Celts - dimuludo odina, who participated in the Holy Grail War for the fourth time.

Lancer, who was accidentally seen through his real name, narrowed his eyes with a refreshing mood.

"It's also my honor to compete with such a famous Knight king."

"Well, we know each other's names. I challenge you as a knight to decide the outcome of this ordinary battle."

"Still, you're not convinced that I stabbed you in an arm, saber."

"Don't tell a joke. You worry about me because of such a small injury. It's better to say it's my humiliation." saber asserted resolutely, gnashing his teeth with hatred in his heart.

Saber organized his magic again and put on silver armor. Although it's just a waste of your magic in front of Lancer's magic breaking red rose, it's still useful to guard against the yellow rose that will be destroyed. Saber once again converged the surrounding atmosphere and sealed the golden sword into the invisible wind king's barrier.

No matter what method is used, the wound cannot be healed. I'm afraid the curse of the yellow gun will destroy the gun itself, and the curse will not be lifted until the owner of the gun dimuludo is knocked down.