I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Connecting to the east of the Waterfront Park is Warehouse Street. This area also has harbor facilities, separating the new city from the industrial area further east. There was almost no one here at night, and the dim lights illuminating the street made the scene even more empty. The unmanned cranes are neatly arranged on the beach, looking like huge dinosaur fossils, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's a good place for a duel." Shenji, who entered Warehouse Street first and grabbed the first-class spectator seat, said.

Justeza slightly sensed the magical atmosphere around her and made a judgment: "Someone opened the barrier. It should be the Master of the other servants. In order to isolate ordinary people from the Holy Grail War, the real scene was hidden. .”

"This is the normal approach. It is a rule that magicians must abide by to prevent their actions from being exposed to the public. Only the two lunatics of Caster's team would ignore it. However - the barrier has various functions. It would be troublesome if there are enemy-finding spells programmed in it, just in case--"

Shenji said as he tugged on his cloak, and his body was shrouded in black mist. When the mist dissipated, the child with blue curly hair and deep blue eyes disappeared, replaced by a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes. I can see the shadow of Shinji.

This is what Shinji looked like in his previous life. This may be the reason why he can enter this world without any hindrance and not be rejected by his new body.

In the shadows, a graceful figure quietly emerged. It was Scathach who came after receiving the message.

The queen who could see through cause and effect looked thoughtfully at Shenji, who had changed his appearance, and said thoughtfully: "Cunee (Hades' cloak)."

Shinji received a gift from his ancestor Perseus more than a year ago and was able to use the latter's Noble Phantasm.

Perseus is the leading hero in Greek mythology and the origin of the constellation Perseus. According to legend, he was protected by the gods of Olympus and owned many treasures in his life, one of which was the cloak lent to him by Hades.

The effect of the cloak is camouflage, which can change the appearance at the cost of consuming magic power. Consuming enough magic power at one time can even achieve short-term invisibility, and even sounds and smells will be completely eliminated. In the myth, Perseus used this treasure to sneak up on Medusa and cut off her head in her sleep. Shinji dared to leave home and observe the battle of servants at close range because of its magical effect.

"Here we come." Justeza's voice interrupted Scathach's thinking and she looked down.

Saber and Irisviel were seen walking upright on the wide four-lane road, like duelists bravely accepting the challenge.

The enemy also stood boldly in the middle of the road. His strange dress and strong magic power exuded from his body showed that the other party was an unusual existence.

This is a man with good facial features, a tall nose bridge, stern eyebrows and a strong facial profile. His delicate lips make people feel strict and abstinent, but his gentle and melancholy eyes hide a strong sense of his male charm. Especially the mole under his left eye makes his eyes look even more charming.

His weapons are quite eye-catching. He carries a long gun about two meters long in his right hand, and a short gun about one-third the length of the other in his left hand.

"A rare weapon." Senior weapons master Scathach stared at the long and short guns, his eyes lit up.

Shenji asked: "How to say?"

Scathach explained: "If you want to make full use of the length of the gun to deal with battles in different situations, most of them use two short guns that can be detachably combined. In this way, one long and one short can be used at the same time, either to confuse the opponent's disguise, or - "

"——A real master with two brushes." Shen Er said, he had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

The two guns, from handle to blade, were all wrapped in a cloth similar to a charm, making their true colors invisible. This was undoubtedly a strategy devised to hide the true name of the Noble Phantasm. The Noble Phantasm is the Servant's trump card and will not be revealed until the moment of victory or death.

"It's finally here. Throughout the whole day today, everyone who walked through this city chose to be a coward. The only one who responded to my temptation was you."

The servant holding two guns praised in a low but clear voice. He did not assume a fighting posture, but asked Saber calmly.

"This fierce fighting spirit, you are Saber, right?"

"Exactly." Saber's expression was cold and stern, "You are Lancer."

Lancer said with a regretful tone: "It's really disappointing to be unable to name the opponent who will have to fight to the death next. It's really disappointing to be tied up."

Saber agreed with this sentence, and her cold expression softened slightly: "This is a helpless matter. We are not fighting for our own glory. You must also be giving the things in your hands to your master. Gun."

"That's right." Lancer didn't look like someone who was about to risk his life in battle. Instead, he had a relaxed smile on his face. This slightly melancholy expression made him more charming and more lethal to women. It has reached an indescribable level, as natural as Irisviel, as indifferent as Justeza and also a little dazed.

"Charming magic?"

The two androids from the Einzbern family spoke at the same time. Justeza was confused, while Irisviel was angry.

"It's so rude to a married woman, Lancer!"

The Einzbern's androids have been specially adjusted to resist magic twice as much as ordinary people, so they can wake up in time. Other women might have been fascinated by it long ago.

In response to Irisviel's protest, Lancer could only shrug with a wry smile.

"I'm so sorry. This is an ability I was born with, like a curse. I can't get rid of it no matter what. If you want to blame it, blame my birth, or blame you for being women."

"So narcissistic." Shen Er curled his lips half jealously and half disdainfully, "Master Jiang is more charming than you, why haven't you seen her say that?"

"Say less." Scathach flicked the back of Shen'er's head with her finger, but the corners of her mouth that were slightly raised than usual betrayed her heart.

Saber snorted and stared at Lancer coldly: "You are not expecting me to be merciful because of your face, Lancer."

"If that's the case, it's really disappointing." Lancer shook his head and said, "So it turns out that the anti-magic ability of the Saber class is really extraordinary. Just right, if you want me to kill someone who is fascinated by my face because of this, I can’t lose face even if I’m a dizzy woman. I’m very happy that the first one I met is a courageous person.”

"Oh? So you want an honorable duel? It's a blessing to meet your chivalrous heroic spirit."

Saber answered exaggeratedly with a smile. This is a transparent and tragic smile that only warriors who have lived and died can understand.

"Then let's get started." Lancer lifted the spear on his shoulder and swung it back into a fighting stance. He also slowly raised the short gun with his left hand. The two guns were spread out and waved like wings. This was a fighting posture that had never been seen before.

Saber also released the surging fighting spirit. The burst of magic stirred up a whirlwind-like airflow in the air, and the airflow wrapped around the girl's petite body.

In an instant, her whole body was wrapped in silver armor, and her magic power turned into armor and gauntlets. And this is her true face, her fighting posture.

"Saber."

Irisviel swallowed nervously and called out her name.

Drawn by the strong fighting spirit emanating from the two of them, she was keenly aware that there was no room for her to intervene in this battle.

Not only her, but also Shinji, Justeza, Scathach, and everyone watching knew that there was no room for entities other than Servants to intervene in this battle.

However, Irisviel didn’t want to be just a bystander.

"Be careful. Although I can use healing magic to assist you, other than that -"

Saber nodded before she finished speaking.

"Lancer, please leave it to me. However, what I care about is that the other party's master refuses to show up. Maybe he has some conspiracy, so be more careful."

The storm stirred up by the fighting spirit became even more severe, and even Shenji and his party who were at a high place were affected.

Saber's emerald eyes exuded fearlessness.

"Irisviel, I will leave my back to you."

Feeling Saber's determination and trust, Irisviel's fighting spirit became high.

"I understand. Saber, please bring me victory."

"Yes, I will definitely."

Saber took a step forward, and the sound of her feet hitting the ground was as firm as her eyes.

Towards Lancer, towards his twin guns.

PS: Scathach swimsuit special skills:

Waterfront Crisis: A+

It depends on how many people "accidentally attract" attention at the beach.

Unlike the flower on the seaside, it can even focus on sight beyond the realm of love. Scathach was in danger of becoming chaotic just by strolling along the beach. (Brush, you are so weak.)