[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Otherwise, Lancer has absolutely no chance of winning.

The destructive power of Berserker's Noble Phantasm was obviously carefully considered when he used the [Ideal Road to Honor and Disgrace] to eliminate Caster.If Berserker wanted to annihilate everyone in one fell swoop, Lancer, Caster, and even Heyamendi, who was watching the battle from the shore, would all become innocent souls under that lightning shell.

If Heyamendi used Archer in this battle against Caster, then Finn, who appeared here at the right time to reap the fruits of victory, used the combat power of Lancer and Archer together.It is impossible to tell if it was Einzbern's instruction, or—?

The posture of Lancer standing in front of the Master with Ling Ran's spear horizontally made Berserker's eye sockets feel stinging.

Do you want to die here?

Do you want to end everything hastily like this?

Where you stand should be by my side, Diarmuid!

During the silent confrontation, the temple, which lost its magic power, could no longer maintain its shape and began to collapse.The remaining magic power spread out with a violent momentum.The boiling seawater evaporated in the white light, turning into a phantom together with the altar in the distance.The sky, the beach, the ocean, the birds—everything that relied on Caster's magic power was sucked up into the vortex of nothingness like sand and gravel, and disappeared.The opened door to another world was completely closed after Caster passed away.

"Master...!"

Originally, Lancer thought that his surroundings would be sucked into a strong whirlwind, so he subconsciously turned to Heyamendi, wanting to pick her up and leave here.But after an unreal fog rose and slowly faded, nothing happened.

As far as the eye can see, it is an empty, lonely, barren landscape.It was exactly the same as when they came in—the place where they stood was in the flattened mansion, near the wreckage of the angel statue that served as the entrance to the temple.

Tick-tick-tick-it was the sound of the astronomical clock shining with metallic luster on the height of the old city hall building, reminding them to return to the real world.Two puppets pop out of the clock face and pull the bell rope.Then the two small windows in the upper corner of the clock suddenly opened, and the statues of the twelve disciples of Jesus coming out of them turned slowly in front of the windows one by one.Then the crisp bell rang.

The time indicated by the pointer is ten o'clock.Under the protection of the enchantment, no one knew why this luxurious villa turned into ruins overnight.

After the smoke and dust fell to the ground, the giant's sturdy figure protruded from it. Berserker stared at Heyamendi beside Lancer with an unreadable facial expression, raised and lowered the long sword.

"Master of Lancer, I have no intention of taking advantage of anyone's danger. Neither I nor Lancer want to end in this way. Remember—you didn't die by my sword, it was entirely dependent on Diarmuid's swearing to die maintenance."

"..."

Is that so? It completely overturned the view of Heroic Finn, which made Heyamendi feel surprised but could only sigh.Sure enough, she still couldn't see the same way as the hero who went down in history.

After Berserker confessed unabashedly, he glanced at Lancer again:

"Of course, if you insist on using force against me at this wrong time, I will be happy to accompany you. However, if I defeat you while you are seriously injured, I will be unwilling."

Face to face with Lancer on fair terms, Berserker was looking forward to that kind of fight.Before you get the answer you have been looking for, you will never be allowed to be disturbed by any outsiders.

If the wish entrusted to Lancer cannot be realized at the most perfect moment——

"... Finn."

"I'll give you a day to recover from your injuries, Diarmuid. Let this end tomorrow. As for when and where, ask your master."

Berserker's motives were clear, even pious, beyond Hoyamundi's comprehension.She probably believed that Berserker would definitely kill herself all the time.I think his behavior is completely abnormal.And his master didn't control him with command spells.

Einzbern is only one step away from the Holy Grail, so why let the opportunity so close to him slip away so easily?

Lancer, who kept pondering over the words to answer in his mind, looked at his former lord almost in a daze. After Berserker smiled slightly, his majestic appearance disappeared into the night mist and disappeared among the ruins.

Berserker's departure declared the battle officially over. Lancer put aside the doubts that swelled in his heart, and looked at the face of the white-haired woman who was staring closely at him.That look deeply revealed the nervousness that Lancer would leave her without saying a word again.

"Lancer, you are... so messy!"

He Yamendi really wanted to slap this bastard hero who rushed into the enemy's formation without saying a word, and teach him a good lesson.Even if you want to block Caster's teleportation, you don't need to act as a human shield.But seeing that Lancer was covered in injuries, he couldn't bear to do it, so he gritted his teeth and lost his temper on the spot.

Lancer saw that He Yamendi was not angry, but anxious as if he was about to cry, so he immediately comforted her with safe words:

"It's my fault for worrying you. The incident happened so suddenly that I really didn't have time to ask you for instructions. Anyway, Caster has been completely resolved, so you don't have to worry anymore..."

"This and that are two different things, fool!"

"Then are you dissatisfied with the course of this battle? I'm very sorry, it's because I didn't fight well. I failed to bring you back the merits with the most beautiful posture..."

Lancer recalled the last puff of smoke and dust when Archer regretted leaving, and the scene of them fighting side by side in a pool of blood, and his heart was full of mixed feelings like a seasoning box was overturned.

"...Not just Berserker, even you are abnormal."

He Yamendi resisted the urge to knock Lancer on the forehead to wake him up, and complained angrily.I really can't imagine how hard this heroic spirit can work hard for himself.Regardless of the Holy Grail War, she didn't want him to really die for her.

Seeing this, Lancer lowered his head in shame.But he was still wary of the Quartet.

"Finn... No, Berserker left on his own initiative. I'm afraid he will change his mind midway, or be ordered to come back by the Master. No matter what, they can't be caught by them. It's the best policy to leave here as soon as possible."

Although sullen, Heyamendi could only agree with Servant's judgment, and exchanged weapons with him.Swipe down the enchanted sword with your left hand, put the flame out and put it away.He Yamendi circled back and forth twice, only to find that Yuan Banye was gone.

"Caster's Master, that Oriental girl, was here just now. Why...?"

"After Caster's destruction, his Master is no longer a threat. Please don't worry about it."

"Of course I know..."

"Master, do you care about her?"

"She must have been persecuted by Caster..." Heyamendi muttered for a while, and couldn't help laughing out loud when he realized that he actually wanted to rescue the girl who wanted to get rid of her not long ago.When Lancer narrowed his eyes and looked at her strangely and eagerly, he finally gave up, "...Forget it, let's go."

As soon as the words came out, the feet were immediately out of touch with the ground.Without warning, Lancer hugged him again in a daze.Heroic Spirit gave full play to her advantages of agility A+, and took her across various roofs like the wind.

"I judged that the east side is safer. It is far enough away from the stronghold of Einzbern. Master, please leave it to me with confidence."

"..."

Heyamendi didn't speak.She was a little annoyed because she had no idea where to put her hands. Lancer was injured all over, in order to avoid touching, he could only lean as still as possible in his arms.

"Hey, Lancer."

"Yes. What are your orders?"

Under the shining gaze of those bright yellow eyes, she dawdled for a while, and then said hesitantly:

"...No, nothing. It's just..."

Lancer looked at the worry conveyed in those blue eyes, and silently accepted it.Something touched his heart, making his eyes turbulent for a while.

"Your words have always been in my heart.—My life is yours."

***

The dense fog that enveloped the cold air dissipated little by little.Stars began to dot the night sky, and Lancer's Master untied the dense enchantment in the vicinity.The battle finally came to an end.

Elijah landed from the old city bridge with his graceful figure holding a falcon-headed cane.He looked around, savoring the miserable scenery of the old city under the flames of war with a little poignancy.

His hair is as rich and gorgeous as a fire, but it gives the impression of an extremely cold and arrogant young man.At a glance, one can feel that he is a nobleman with a prominent family background.At this moment, those stern red eyes fixed on the target as if they were torturing a prisoner.

There was a man walking towards him very, very slowly.

Even if the kimono is stained with dirt, the beautiful face is still charming under the starlight.What is not commensurate with the graceful figure is the pace.walk