Next, Shen Er, what's your business?

Chapter 911 I really want to see you, Master!

"—If you want to hate, hate your own stupidity!"

While speaking, Lancer's offensive further escalated, it had surpassed the level of violent storms, but flashes.

The red flash, pure speed, bounced off the rider's scythe blade in the blink of an eye, and hit the rider's throat.

The sickle blade couldn't keep up with the speed of the magic spear, and without armor, the rider seemed to have only a dead end.

However, the reality is not like this.

The red light aimed at the vital point was blocked by another silver flash.

It's silver and small, a weapon that looks like a dagger or a spike. The tail of the spike is also linked to a long chain of the same material.

Now, the chains were attacking Lancer's arm along the scarlet magic spear blocked by the spikes.

"A rare weapon."

While sizing up the rider's new weapon, Lancer pulled out the magic spear from the entanglement of the chain.

Rider continued his usual silence, and connected a part of the chain to the sickle.

That is not a simple fix, but directly changes the shape of the weapon.

The long handle of the sickle blade has been shortened slightly, and the arc and length of the sickle blade have also been changed.If the previous sickle blade was the crescent moon, the current sickle blade is closer to the huge sickle held by the legendary god of death.

The most conspicuous change is the color of the weapon. The dark handle, the silver blade and the chain are all dyed dark purple. This is not only the color of the rider's hair, but also the color of her magic power.

Although a lot of words were described, in fact, only a short time passed. Lancer had just finished speaking, and Rider had completed the assembly of the weapon.

"You don't think you can beat me with this, do you?"

The brand-new chain sickle did not change Lancer's attitude. For a strong man of his level, as long as they are not of the same level, the change of weapons in the conventional sense has no effect at all.

"For the sake of new weapons, I'll give you one last chance to mount your horse, or—"

Before Lancer could finish speaking, Rider had already expressed his attitude by pointing his sickle at Lancer's nose.

"Tsk, I thought you were a sensible guy, but it seems I was wrong—then you're going to die, rider!"

As if losing interest in Rider, Lancer exploded with unprecedented murderous aura.

And the rider also pushed down his blindfold as if stimulated.

The speed of the magic gun, which was already difficult to survive, increased even more.

A strange purple light also appeared on the newly born chain sickle.

The mutual temptation is over, and the next is the critical moment for the two servants to win or lose.

No, not only victory or defeat, but also life and death.

Just before the magic spear collided with the sickle blade again, the murderous aura on Lancer's body suddenly disappeared, and Rider's movements were heard at the same time.

"who!"

It seemed that he was frightened by the sudden shouting, and there were sparse footsteps coming from the corner, and a figure in a brown uniform could be vaguely seen.

Is it a student of this middle school?

Lancer remembered that he and the Master had seen similar uniforms when they scouted the terrain in the evening.

But this has nothing to do with him. The first principle of the Holy Grail War is concealment. If there are witnesses by unrelated people, they must be dealt with.

For lancer, the best way to deal with it is to kill it.Although there are also people who are too involved and don't pay attention to the surrounding reasons, but the enemy is a follower after all, and it is impossible not to devote yourself wholeheartedly.

Stamping on the ground with both feet, the blue spearman exploded at the maximum speed, even the rider was shocked by this speed.

In such a state, the distance of tens of meters passes in a flash.

With beast-like perception, Lancer found the peeping student on the academy's stadium.

He was hiding behind a pile of boxes and shivering, maybe thinking that he could get away with it this way.

However, naive.Such a poor concealment can't even be hidden from ordinary soldiers, let alone a combat expert like him.

"The game of officers and soldiers catching robbers is over."

It took a few seconds for Lancer, who was carrying a gun, to circle behind the stacked boxes.

"Yo, you don't think you can escape in this way."

The student's face turned pale in an instant, and there was great panic in his widened eyes. He trembled and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything.

Seeing this scene, Lancer also lost the mind to tease him.

"You should know better than anyone else that you can't escape, right? Why, it's just that the one who gets knocked down often gains something. There's nothing to be ashamed about."

Whoosh.

Blue naturally raised the gun, and stabbed the student's heart without mercy or emotion.

"It's really bad luck, kid, since I've been seen, I have no choice but to invite you to—"

I couldn't continue talking, the red magic gun that was supposed to pierce the student's heart was firmly held by the student in his hand, his left hand was full of golden light.

"What are you asking me to do?"

At this moment, the student's body stopped shaking, and his pupils and face returned to normal.

"you……"

"What am I?"

Lancer instinctively felt something was wrong, and drew his gun hard.But the student's strength was unexpectedly great, and he couldn't pull it at all.

"Who the hell are you?"

Although it is only one-handed, this power is definitely not something ordinary people can bear.

"Who am I, you will soon know, the great hero of Ulster, Cu Chulainn."

With his empty right hand, he drew a rune in the air, and immediately under Lancer's feet, rows of runes appeared in neat rows.These words, as well as the effect of composition, Lancer can recognize.

"Run? This is... not good!"

When the spell was recognized, the spell had already been activated, and the ground around the two of them and the box behind them suddenly exploded.

Immediately afterwards, Cu Chulainn's figure flew upside down from it, gliding directly on the ground for more than ten meters.

It wasn't because of the explosion, Lancer had a C-level anti-magic power, and it was impossible for an explosion of this level to cause him any damage.

However, Lancer was distracted for a moment when he recognized Rune until the explosion started. Taking this opportunity, the student who should have been killed snatched his magic gun and shot him backhand. fly out.

After being tricked into such a trick, the already grumpy Lancer suddenly became furious, and that cold murderous aura made the cold wind of the winter night even more biting.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

"Didn't you say it? You'll know right away——Before that, let me say something, my luck is definitely better than your lucky E."

"Huh? What does it have to do with my lucky E?"

"Forget it, I can't explain it clearly to you, just watch it."

The student with dark blue hair and dark blue eyes said, holding the gun in his left hand, and rubbed the tip of the gun with his right hand, bringing out a stream of bright red blood.

The tip of the spear was inserted into the ground, and in front of the magic spear, a circular spell with a diameter of more than two meters emerged.

Along with the spell, there is also a dazzling light.

In an instant, lightning and thunder rumbled, and the wind and clouds moved.

Seeing this scene and feeling the aura connected with the Seat of Heroes, Lancer still doesn't know what this strange student wants to do.

"This is a servant call, you want to use my gun as a catalyst!!!"

"Yes, come and see if she will answer my call."

Accompanied by the student's voice, it appeared like magic.

In the dazzling light, "she" appeared.

Flame-like hair, flame-like eyes, a face exuding magical beauty, and a slender body that has been honed through thousands of years of tempering.

Everything is so familiar.

"Cheat, lie, she, how could she..."

Cu Chulainn's eyes widened, his body trembled, and his expression was the same as that of the student who was "scared" by him a few minutes ago.

And the student showed an extremely fanatical expression and laughed out loud.

"Hahahaha, I succeeded, I succeeded, you answered my call."

Smiling and laughing, the student stretched out his hand and pulled out the spear as a catalyst, and stabbed at "her" standing in the light with astonishing momentum.

"I want to see you, I really want to see you, I really want to see you, Master!"

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