Lost Narrative Poetry

"Being blackmailed?" Sasaki Kojiro frowned slightly.

"Yes, there are two rats who seem to be planning to take advantage of the opportunity you are entangled to directly attack your master. Now they must have used some means to pass through the barrier and sneak into Liudong Temple from behind..."

The conquering king Iskandar looked at the rear of Liudong Temple with sharp eyes.

"If he succeeds, something will happen that you don't want to see, right? Rather than continuing to fight Lancer to the death, and then being taken advantage of by a shameless person, it's better to stop temporarily and deal with this problem. how?"

Saying this, the rough and burly man looked at Lancer beside him, and his last words were obviously asking for his opinion.

"My defeated general, how can I have any opinions..." The expression on Lancer's face changed several times, but he soon shook his head in relief and smiled bitterly.

boom!

At this moment, the sound of magic collision and explosion sounded again, but the Black Knight didn't care about the situation at all, and he didn't regard the conquering king Iskandar as an onion at all. He roared and rushed towards Saber again. .

"..."

"..."

There was a very brief, imperceptible silence.

"This black guy is hopeless. How high is his level of madness..." The Conqueror King sighed. He also felt very troubled by this kind of madman who could not communicate at all. However, the opponent was also extremely powerful in combat. He was caught. Anyone caught will be beaten to death.

Sasaki Kojiro nodded to the King of Conqueror, and simply turned around and ran back. However, the next moment, golden lights flashed in the night sky, and seven or eight precious phantoms fell like raindrops, bombing intensively on the road in front of him, blocking the road. His escape route.

Boom!

Amidst the dense explosions, smoke and dust spread everywhere.

"Humph! It's really ridiculous. Bastards are bastards. They are bastards even in the Colosseum. You actually want to run away from the battle... I won't agree to this. You guys should continue to fight each other honestly. With your despicable behavior, Use your blood to please me."

As the golden light flashed, a figure wearing golden armor appeared on the top of the building in the main hall. He crossed his arms and looked down at the audience, his face full of arrogance and disdain.

Of course, he is the only suspect. For others, it is absolutely impossible and should not be possible to drop the Noble Phantasm for free.

"Gilgamesh? That should be his name. Do you want to intervene in this battle?"

Amidst the smoke and dust, Sasaki Kojiro looked up at the golden figure on the top of the building in front of him, and shook his head indifferently. He did not look like a person who was almost shot by a Noble Phantasm.

"Bastard, how dare you call me by my name? And who allowed you to raise your head? You didn't see my qualifications... Also, this king is not interfering, but deciding your fate. If you have any opinions, ?"

Gilgamesh's red eyes were suddenly filled with anger, and he said this in a contemptuous tone.

"I am tired of this farce of the Holy Grail War. Let it end tonight! The despicable bastards are in this colosseum. They can please me with their blood. Only the strongest one survives in the end. Only the prey of this king will be given the supreme honor of hunting with my own hands..."

"..."

"..."

For a moment, the scene seemed to be silent, and even the berserker who had completely lost his mind suddenly paused.

Wait, does this mean to let others line up to fight for a round, and finally let him pick up the missing people and harvest the heads with remaining blood?

And to be able to say it so openly, judging from his naturally arrogant demeanor and expression, it seems that he really thinks so?

It's not that he deliberately provokes and angers others, but he really feels that the whole world belongs to him. This war is a battle of beasts - other bastards kill each other in the field until the last person is left, and then he is executed by his own hands. The glory?

"Master said something about you before, and his evaluation of you was like a monkey's head... I originally thought it was a little too much, but now it seems that it is indeed the case."

Sasaki Kojiro couldn't help but shook his head, remembering Xia Ran's previous evaluation of this hero king.

There are a lot of people like this in modern times who have low quotient and little education, are brittle and irritable but are conceited. Gilgamesh is really just from a good background. He became famous because he happened to be standing in the spotlight. , not because of how capable he is.

"Asshole! What did you say, you damn rabid dog?!"

Gilgamesh was instantly furious. This new bastard dared to be so disrespectful to him? And what kind of bastard is his Master who hides his head and doesn't dare to show his face at all? !

Sasaki Kojiro was about to continue saying something, but suddenly he took a step forward as if he had known it beforehand——

The next moment, the tip of a sharp red magic gun roared and tore through the air, piercing the space where the back of his head had just been.

"Lancer, you...it turns out that this is the case, then there is nothing you can do about it."

The swordsman frowned and turned back to look at the attacker, but he was unable to ask his question, because it was clear to him in just a moment, so his brows relaxed again, becoming innocent and without desires. .

"sorry……"

Lancer groaned in great anger and pain. This was already the second time that the Master had given an order directly through the Command Spell, forcibly controlling his body to do something he didn't want to do... This made him feel even more humiliated. , extremely painful.

He doesn't need the Holy Grail, he just hopes to make up for the regrets he had during his lifetime, which is to pursue the way of knights and serve a master forever... Yes, the prerequisite for serving a master forever is to pursue the ways of knights.

Because his loyalty is brought about by the chivalry he abides by, he absolutely cannot sacrifice the good and the bad in this regard. It is impossible to ask him to only be loyal without chivalry.

——Anyone with a qualified IQ should know that if the spearman does not have that kind of spirit, not only will loyalty be impossible, but it is also possible to be stabbed back at any time.

But his Master is a magician who will do whatever it takes to pursue victory. This is the most contradictory issue between master and slave.

Just like now, Kenneth also judged that he must seize this opportunity.

——Although he did not dare to venture into Ryudou Temple in person, he decided that he must entangle Sasaki Kojiro, create opportunities for his temporary allies, and disintegrate the terrifying power camp of Ryudou Temple...

It's really terrifying. There are three extremely powerful enemies gathered together. Each of them exerts performance beyond the heroic spirit in their own class or across classes, whether it is the unparalleled skills and terrifying abilities of the berserker, or magic. The master's terrifying spells that dominate the battlefield, or the assassin's head-on combat power that defeats swordsmen and spearmen...

Which one is not a real bug? No matter which Holy Grail War it is in, it is a super powerful trump card, and the result is that it all came together in this one.

If they form an alliance, there will be no solution at all. Can others find a way to survive? Probably only the carefree King of Conquerors would always hope to use his words to get everyone else to put down their weapons, join him, and become his ministers.

Perhaps he really has such unrealistic expectations. He desperately hopes that other competitors will not fight to the death. It is best for everyone to value peace. He feels sorry for whoever is hurt or who dies... It seems that he has preconceived ideas. He felt that everyone else was already his subordinate.

But others were very rational. Even the bastard king, who was arrogant and had obvious symptoms of emotional madness, seemed to have some sense of crisis and decisively stopped Sasaki Kojiro. How could Kenneth not create opportunities for his allies? Woolen cloth?

The King of Conqueror frowned. He didn't like the development of such a thing, but looking at the golden archer opposite, he knew that the other party would not let him go over to stop the behavior of the two mice.

Moreover, when Gilgamesh came out like this, Sasaki Kojiro was unable to go back to support, and the furious black knight lost his mind and couldn't tell the priorities at all. Maybe the two mice have succeeded now.

"...That's it."

The gloomy voice came, confirming the idea of ​​the Conqueror King, and at the same time dispelling his idea of ​​preparing a wave of attacks to break through Gilgamesh's blockage - no matter whether it works or not, he must give it a try before the dust settles.

The burly man couldn't help but let out a long sigh. Everyone had their own agendas and ideas. It doesn't mean that others will agree with his ideas, so many things may not go as planned.

But it was a pity. He really admired Liudong Temple's side. Even if they played tricks like illegal summons, it was still their ability. After all, it is a war. You cannot always rely on brute force without using your brain. Strategies are also needed.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be true that wars rely solely on the number of people, and the winner will be determined automatically by counting the number of heads? Of course it is impossible. Exploiting strengths, avoiding weaknesses, and using one's own strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses is the correct approach.

And for the Conqueror King, the more illegal summons the better. He is eager to persuade more talents to join his MLM organization to conquer the world.

But now, it seems that someone has cut off his beard... The giant man looked in the direction of the sound with regret, just like everyone else.

In the darkness behind the hole in the wall where Lancer had been blown away, Emiya Kiritsugu appeared like a ghost in the corridor, pointing a pistol at the purple magician in the Japanese room, clearly showing his threat.

"That's all. Your Servant is the ancient swordsman summoned illegally, and the Caster from before..."

Emiya Kiritsugu unleashed uncompromising murderous intent while threatening and giving orders.

"Immediately order the swordsman to stop, and then use the command spell to recall Caster. Follow my command for everything else... Don't have any delusions. I warned you, I will definitely shoot as soon as possible."

The purple magician seemed to hesitate for a moment, but then made a decision immediately, and let the voice spread outside: "Sasaki Kojiro, stop..."

The sound of fighting outside seemed to have stopped in half. Probably after the swordsman stopped, Lancer also naturally stopped. The command spell he received at the beginning was to do his best to entangle Sasaki Kojiro and go back to rescue him.

"And that Caster, use the command spell to call him back, don't waste time..." Emiya Kiritsugu urged while paying attention to the movement outside, and put his index finger on the trigger of the gun.

If he wasn't worried that the magician in the dim light would die as soon as the origin bomb was fired, and it would be difficult to control the situation, he wouldn't waste time here.

But this doesn't mean that he doesn't dare to shoot out the origin bomb, if necessary.

"Caster? I don't know what you are talking about. I don't have such a contract..." The magician's female voice sounded and she started to defend.

Emiya Kiritsugu was very impatient: "Don't pretend to be stupid with me. You can only be Caster's master. Berserker's mana consumption is so high. While you are shouldering his contract, if you continue to summon him illegally, you will have been killed long ago." He died after being drained of his magic power..."

"I really didn't..."

boom!

"enough!"

Emiya Kiritsugu was very decisive and noticed that the other party's intention to delay time was very obvious, so he decisively pulled the trigger, lamenting in his heart that it seemed that there was no way to maximize the benefits of this plan.

But he had no choice. If he continued to delay, not only would he not be able to control many servants, but it might even make the situation worse. He still had the decisiveness to do so.

However, at the next moment, he discovered with horror that the magician's aura in the room suddenly disappeared, and his origin bomb did not hit the target.

"What a pity. I also wanted to see if I could deceive Lancer's master, but it seems that you don't intend to give me this time. You shot so decisively... But the Lancer outside should have been I could remind you, but he didn’t do so. It seems that your behavior made him very unhappy.”

A female voice with a hint of ridicule sounded directly in his ears. Is this a space transfer?

Emiya Kiritsugu was shocked and angry, his mind went blank, and he subconsciously wanted to do something, but found that the space around him seemed to be frozen, imprisoning all his actions. Of course, Maiya should be the same and unable to take any action.

The man only saw with despair from the corner of his eye, the purple figure standing beside him, wielding a short knife, and stabbed him in the chest accurately!

There was no pain, just a red light emanating.

Ominous magic flowed through the man's body, completely severing the connection between him and Saber.