I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

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

As he spoke, Lancer's offensive escalated further. It was beyond the level of a violent storm, but a flash of light.

The red flash, pure speed, deflected Rider's sickle blade in the blink of an eye and hit Rider's throat directly.

The sickle blade couldn't keep up with the speed of the magic gun, and since he wasn't wearing armor, Rider seemed to have no choice but to die.

However, reality is not like this.

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

It was silver, small, and resembled both a dagger and a spike. The tail of the spike was connected to a long chain made of the same material.

Now, the chain was eating back at the Lancer's arm along the vermilion magic spear that was blocked by the spikes.

"A rare weapon."

While Lancer looked at Rider's new weapon, he pulled out the magic gun from the chain.

Rider continued his usual silence and connected a section of the chain to the scythe blade.

That's not a simple fixation, but a direct change in the shape of the weapon.

The long handle of the sickle blade is slightly shortened, and the curvature and length of the sickle blade are also changed. If the previous scythe was like a crescent moon, the current scythe is closer to the giant scythe held by the legendary God of Death.

The most conspicuous change is the color of the weapon. The dark handle, silver blade and chain are all dyed dark purple. This is the color of Rider's hair and the color of her magic power.

Although there were many words describing it, only a short time had actually passed. Lancer had just finished speaking and Rider had already completed assembling the weapon.

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

The brand new chain scythe did not change Lancer's attitude. For a strong man of his level, as long as they were not of the same level, changes in weapons in the conventional sense would not have any impact at all.

"For the sake of new weapons, I give you one last chance to ride on your horse, otherwise-"

Before Lancer could finish speaking, Rider had pointed his sickle at Lancer's nose to express his attitude.

"Tsk, I thought you were a sensible guy, but it seems I was wrong - then go to hell, Rider!"

As if losing interest in Rider, Lancer burst out with unprecedented murderous intent.

Rider also pushed up his blindfold as if he was stimulated.

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

The newly born chain sickle blade also glowed with a strange purple light.

The mutual testing is over, and the next step is the critical moment for the two servants to decide the winner or loser.

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

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

"who!"

As if frightened by the sudden shouting, sparse footsteps came from the corner, and a figure in a brown uniform could be vaguely seen.

Are you a student of this middle school?

Lancer remembered that he and his Master had seen similar uniforms when they were scouting 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 any unrelated witnesses, they must be dealt with.

For the lancer, the best way to deal with it is to kill it. Although there are some reasons why I am too devoted and fail to notice the surroundings, the enemy is a servant after all, and it is impossible not to devote myself wholeheartedly.

Stomping the ground hard with both feet, the blue spearman burst out at maximum speed. Even Rider was shocked by this speed.

In this state, a distance of tens of meters passed in a blink of an eye.

With his beast-like senses, Lancer found the peeping student on the college's stadium.

He was hiding behind a pile of boxes and shivering, perhaps thinking that he could escape in this way.

But that's too naive. Such crude concealment cannot even be concealed from ordinary soldiers, let alone a combat expert like him.

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

The Lancer, who was carrying the gun, took a few seconds to go around behind the stacked boxes.

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

The student's face turned pale instantly, and his wide eyes showed great fear. His body was trembling and he wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Seeing this scene, Lancer also lost his mind of teasing him.

"You should know better than anyone that you can't escape, right? Why, that's how the defeated party always gains. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

A whoop.

Lan Lan naturally raised his gun and stabbed the student's heart without mercy or emotion.

"What bad luck, kid? Since you were seen, I have to ask you to go -"

Unable to speak any more, the red magic gun that was supposed to pierce the student's heart was firmly grasped in the student's hand, his left hand glowing with 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……"

"Me what?"

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

"Who are you?"

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

"You will soon learn who I am, Cu Chulainn, the great hero of Ulster."

He drew a rune in the air with his free right hand, and then rows of neatly arranged runes appeared under Lancer's feet. Lancer recognizes these words and the effects of their composition.

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

When they recognized the technique, it had already been activated, and the ground around the two people and the box behind them suddenly exploded.

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

It was not because of the explosion. Lancer had C-level anti-magic power, and it was impossible for an explosion of this level to cause harm to him.

But at the moment when the rune was recognized and the explosion started, Lancer was still distracted for a moment. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the student who was supposed to be killed snatched away his magic gun and shot him with a backhand shot. Fly out.

After being cheated like this, the already grumpy Lancer suddenly became furious, and his cold murderous aura made the cold wind of the winter night even more biting.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

"Didn't I say that? You will know right away - before that, let me say one thing, 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 to you, just watch."

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

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

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

In an instant, there was lightning and thunder, and the wind and clouds were rolling.

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

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

"Correct answer, come on, let's see if she will respond to my call."

Along with the student's words, like magic, appeared.

In the dazzling light, "she" appeared.

Hair like flames, eyes like flames, a face that exudes magical beauty and a slim body that has been tempered for thousands of years.

Everything is so familiar.

"Lie, lie, she, how could she..."

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

The student showed an extremely enthusiastic expression and laughed loudly.

"Hahahaha, it worked. I succeeded. You answered my call."

Smiling, the student reached out and pulled out the spear as a catalyst, stabbing "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!"

PS: I have finally written this paragraph. It has been a long journey. Many book friends must be waiting impatiently. Because there are too many things I want to write, I have unknowingly written a bit long. If this makes you feel that it is draggy and watery, Please forgive me, I will try my best to write a good story, and I hope everyone will continue to support me.

PS2: La la la, it’s the adulterer’s birthday today, please give me some rewards.