The Second Dimension of the Hero

Seeing his miserable appearance, Kenneth finally felt that he had vented the grievances that had been accumulating, and felt a little refreshed.

Perhaps it was only now that Kenneth finally felt that he could establish an ideal master-slave relationship with this heroic spirit.

Although it's a bit late, if this Lancer could have been dealt with earlier, it would have been a complete blow to his self-esteem right after the summoning.If he had done this earlier, this self-righteous Servant would not have second thoughts and serve himself obediently.Kenneth's thoughts drifted away in the wrong direction.

"----Owner."

After a long silence, Lancer suddenly called out to Kenneth in a cold, calm voice.

"What's the matter? Do you have anything else to say?"

"That's not what I meant. It seems that some heroic spirit Servant is approaching us. Although the hostile energy is not very heavy, at this time, it is not ruled out that the other party has the idea of ​​attacking."

Although Kenneth didn't notice any signs, he couldn't perceive the situation regarding the magic barrier, given his current situation where all the magic circuits were destroyed.However, the ability of ordinary people is far from being comparable to that of Servants, and lancer would not deliberately deceive him.

When the night was getting deeper and it was about to dawn, the other Servants who appeared at this time obviously couldn't pass by by accident.

----Thinking about it carefully, when he decided to use the abandoned factory as his base, the camouflage barrier he had placed around him was about to reveal its flaws.Kenneth made a dry smile while laughing at himself who was no longer a magician.

"Lancer, strike it down immediately. Don't be merciful."

"clear."

Lancer nodded, immediately transformed into a spiritual body, and disappeared.

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Without the Master to follow, jiaoxiao was walking alone on the deserted street in the middle of the night, wearing a huangse hooded trench coat.She is Saber, she came with the real routi, but there is no such convenient ship girl as a spirit body.

If you go straight along this road, you will see an abandoned factory on your left.There seems to be Lancer's stronghold.These things were told by Emiya Kiritsugu as a Servant, so Saber decided to take immediate action to fight a fair fight with the chivalrous lancer, which is what Saber yearns for, even if the ultimate goal is to obtain the Holy Grail, she also Intend to defeat Lancer, the Irish knight, head-on.

"It should be here." This swordsman with superb swordsmanship had probably already sensed the aura of a decisive battle through his keen intuition.

Sure enough, as if to verify Saber's declaration, a handsome figure with a long gun in his hand suddenly appeared in front of the silent ruins of the factory.

"It's not easy for you to find this place, Saber."

"My partner told me after investigation that this is your stronghold."

She almost blurted out the word Master without saying the word Master, which showed subtle fluctuations in her feelings that even Saber herself was unaware of. The most fundamental reason was naturally that she subconsciously didn't want to admit that Kiritsugu was her master.

Lancer's expression was heavy, completely different from usual. He hesitated for a long time as if selecting words in his mind before asking a question to the visitor. "Where is my master's fiancee now? Saber, you won't say you don't know?"

Saber showed a confused expression, this irrelevant question made Saber slightly stunned. "I don't know what happened?"

"It's alright. Then you just pretend I didn't ask." Lancer sighed deeply, the content of peace of mind in it far outweighed disappointment.He didn't intend to ask Saber this question originally.Lancer felt hatred just by imagining that someone who was his archenemy would resort to such a despicable trick as kidnapping a hostage.

"Speaking of which, Saber, are you all right? I don't think you came here just to chat with me."

184, Knight Road

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"Of course." Saber took a step forward with a calm vindictiveness all over his body.The slender and short body gave people a sense of majesty, and this momentum, accompanied by dazzling magic power, turned into a splendid armor to wrap her whole body.

"It's almost dawn, but there's still a little time in the night. If we miss this great opportunity, I don't know when we'll have another chance to fight like this without any worries. I don't think we should What do you think about missing this opportunity? Lancer."

Lancer, who lost his usual handsome expression because of his inner worries, finally showed a smile at this time. "Saber can blow a cool breeze into my heart now, and only you have the fighting spirit without any distractions."

In fact, Saber was also secretly surprised at why Lancer lost his former domineering.It was not until I saw his smile that I realized that my worries were unfounded.A man with such a smile really doesn't need any worries and worries.That kind of smile can only be possessed by those who rise above all odds and persevere in their beliefs.

Lancer brandished a red and a yellow spear as if to drive away all the sadness and lamentation in his heart, the point of the spear pointed directly at Saber.

Saber also unlocked the Wind King barrier, revealing a golden sword in the center of the whirlwind.In front of the red rose of Dirumdo who broke the demon, it is meaningless to use the air pressure to hide the blade.

And the most important thing is that this powerful enemy who was originally in a different time and space but met in this world by chance, the King of Knights firmly believes that he is a heroic spirit who is qualified to accept the brilliance of his sword that combines all the glory.

The morning light is faint, and the sky is reddish.In the fresh air, the two Servants concentrated all their grudges and attacked silently and nervously.If you are a person with a particularly sensitive sense, just standing in the middle of the vortex of vindictiveness between the two will feel the pain as if you were hit, and may even cause a heart palsy.

Then the two sides took a step at the same time, the momentum was like a rainbow, and the sound was split.

The two heroes who had not had a chance to fight for several days finally had a chance to compete today, and the fierce battle was staged again.As early as after the crusade against Caster, the two knights with the same glorious and holy thoughts had already planned to divide the knight sword, long and spear in their hands.

The battle between the two of them hand-to-hand is more intense, more direct, and more mournful than the simple collision of spears and swords. It is a confrontation of positive force and force.Even for a jiaoxiao woman who is only 1 meters tall, Saber's undefeated red dragon physique makes her possess the brute force that is not inferior to Lancer.

The two no longer test each other, and no longer use tricks to confuse the opponent.

The Lancer abilities of two long, spears (brushes) have been exposed, and Saber's sword is fully exposed.Neither man used intrigues and gimmicks.Faster and more dignified.After one party performs a move, the other party immediately goes all out to display a counterattack that can surpass this move.It is purely a contest of technology. The sword edge is opposite to the spear tip, which is more intense and white-hot.

The sword and the magic spear are intertwined, tit for tat, and the sparks that sputter are simply dazzling.Legendary treasures driven by power and speed far higher than human beings, the conflict between them broke through the speed of sound and approached the speed of light, observation has lost its meaning, and the magical skills that have reached the limit at this juncture of fierce battle are carrying out a transcendent battle with each other. contest.

I don't know how many rounds have been played, maybe dozens, maybe hundreds.It is impossible to judge with the naked eye.After the two guns and swords intersected, they finally separated and opened a distance.

Both of them expected the same path.

If it is a single-plank bridge that cannot be humble to each other, behind the one who takes the first step, the one who lags behind will surely see off with respect.

Because of this, this is a battle without worries, without any distractions, risking your life, and exploring the true value of guns and swords.

The expressions of both of them were very nervous and serious, but there was a slight smile on the corner of their mouths.

"The chief knight of the Irish Fiona Knights, Dirumdo Odina is going to attack!"

"Well done. The King of Britain, Arturia, Pendragon, is fighting!"

In a sense, this is a fateful battle between Heroic Spirit Servants.Irish mythology and British mythology have a lot of origins, and some even say that the Lancelot in the British mythology system is the Irish Dirumdo, the same person in different cultures and mythological systems.

----Similarly, as the most noble and outstanding heroes of that era, the knights among the knights, Saber and lancer uphold the same noble chivalry.If you fight to the death, even if you lose, there is nothing to regret.

The two approached again, the blades intersected, and the fire was scattered. From this, it could even be seen that the joy of those who used martial arts as the meaning of their existence was shining brightly.

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Kenneth hid in the shadows deep in the abandoned factory, watching the battle outside.The thoughts in his mind were the opposite of those knights' innocence, and he was only tormented by anxiety.

Due to the undecided victory and defeat, and the change of time, and the fact that Sora is still missing, and does not know who has been kidnapped, this anxious thought makes Kenneth more and more restless.

----Why can't you win?Why did Lancer's gun still fail to hit Saber?

If you think about it carefully, the answer is obvious,-----that is, Lancer is very weak, far inferior to Saber.

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At this moment, Kenneth felt extremely regretful about not getting the heroic spirit Iskandar.

If the King of Conqueror was taken as a Servant according to the original plan, things would never have turned out like this.The holy relic was stolen at a critical moment, Kenneth had to choose a holy relic at will, and summoned Dirumdo as a replacement.

Originally, Kenneth thought that even if the Heroic Spirit Servant's level dropped, as long as he had a first-class, genuine Master, he could make up for the slight disadvantage. What a Servant lacks is made up for by his own talents, and Rhode Elumeroy possesses such a fearless spirit.

It's just that now that he has lost his magic circuit, Kenneth has long lost his previous self-confidence.If he was to survive the battle with the only remaining Command Spell and an inferior Servant, he had to be more careful than before.

If there is no sure chance of winning, he should simply run away with the Master, and Sora's situation also requires him and the lancer to rescue him, and now he has no spare time to stay here with the lancer.

Now is not the time to stick to the battle, Lancer should have other tasks that need to be completed first.For the current Kenneth, he can't find and rescue Sora by himself.It is completely impossible not to order the Servant.

---But how stupid is that Lancer?Can't even judge a situation of this magnitude?

An anxious Kenneth scratched his head hard.It would be great to be able to use Command Spells now.Why is there only one Command Spell in hand?The two Command Spells that Sora took away was really a pity. ---If only she could trust Kenneth.

At this time, Kenneth's neck suddenly felt an unnatural flow of air.

A piece of paper fell beside him.It was just a very ordinary letter, but Kayneth stared at the concise words on it.

"If you don't want your lover to die, just look back quietly."

Kenneth stared blankly, moving the wheel of the wheelchair to change the direction of his body.Deep in the darkness of the abandoned factory, the light from the skylight illuminated a place like a spotlight.

In the faint and cold light, the silhouette of a woman who fell asleep appeared. !

No matter how dim the light and how far away, Kenneth couldn't possibly mistake that face.

While the pain and haggardness on Sora's livid face indicated that something had clearly happened, a strand of hair around her mouth quivered like a breeze.That was proof of breathing that she was alive.

Kenneth forgot the warning on the card and couldn't help but almost shout out.This is, the image of a person is like a ghost emerging from the darkness, stepping into the faint light and showing his body.

Worn coats, unfinished hair and listless beards.Unlike the gloomy appearance, only those eyes that shine like sharp blades will not forget, the man who brutally tore apart all the magic circuits in Kenneth's body at that time, the hated magician disgrace, scum. , but also a killer for magicians.

Emiya Kiritsugu was probably taking advantage of the gap between Saber and Lancer to concentrate on fighting, and quietly transported Sora, who was unconscious, through the back door.The muzzle of the miniature machine gun in the man's hand aimed at Sora's forehead without moving.

---It happened to be that guy.

Kenneth had experienced the serpent-like ruthlessness and flawless prudence firsthand, and he hung his head feebly with a deep sense of despair, far above anger and hatred.

It was the worst development I could imagine.The woman he loves has been captured by the most difficult enemy that he least wants to imagine.

But on the verge of panic, the voice of reason stopped Kenneth.The man showed up on purpose and made himself sure that Sora was all right. There must be some intention in it.

Kenneth turned his head and glanced at Lancer who was fighting with all his strength in the rubble.Judging from the position where the two Servants were fighting, Sora and the others became a blind spot that could not be seen.Both of them were concentrating on dealing with the fierce enemy in front of them, and they did not find any new intruders at all.

Kenneth couldn't guess what the man meant, just nodded silently, expressing his intention to obey the other party's intention.

The man took out a roll of parchment from his coat, opened it casually, and threw it into the air.Although the parchment paper is not as heavy as previous letter paper, a simple air flow can make it flutter in the wind.The parchment floated slowly through the void like a jellyfish and landed on Kenneth's lap.

Although to others it was just some unmistakable pattern and excellent arrangement, but to Kayneth, what was described was a perfect spell document written in a format he was familiar with.

But that content is rarely seen.

Binding Technique: Target Emiya Kiritsugu

According to Emiya's engraving order: The following conditions are fulfilled: The oath will become a commandment, and the object of binding without exception is also.

Oath: For Kiritsugu, the fifth-generation heir of the Emiya family, and the son of Jugen, Kenneth Elumeroy Archibald and Sora Nazelei Sophialy, to be forever forbidden to kill , Intention and conduct of harm.

Condition: Give Servant-lancer death!

Self-compulsion is one of the most unselfish contract spells used when making a promise that can never be broken in the intriguing magician society.

A forced curse that can be inflicted on oneself using one's own magic marker.In principle, it has an effect that cannot be eliminated by any means.Even if the user loses his life, the magic mark will bind the soul of the deceased, and it will not be inherited from generation to generation. It is a very dangerous magic.For the magician, the negotiation of handing over this certificate actually means the maximum concession.

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Although this kind of mandatory magic contract was not very common for Kenneth, whose activities were basically limited to the London Clock Tower, it was indeed formal and without any omissions in the written rules.The signature recorded with the declarer's own blood clearly has the pulse of magic, proving that the spell has been established and is functioning.

-----In other words, when the conditions described in the second half of the testimonial are met, that man, Emiya Kiritsugu, will give up part of his free will, and the contract will be a curse that cannot be lifted.

Kenneth held the parchment with trembling hands and read the conditions of the contract back and forth.He continued to stubbornly scrutinize the description as if he hoped that the content would change the next time he read it.He wondered desperately if there was any room for ambiguity in its content.

But unlike Kenneth's shaky thinking, the most sober part of his heart has admitted his surrender, the possibility that he and the woman he loves can return to their hometown alive again. Today, this matter Isn't it his greatest hope?