[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

His complexion didn't seem very good.It won't affect the battle, right? "

Your young master couldn't help being stunned for a moment, "...you don't worry about me anymore, do you? It's thanks to you."

Berserker scratched his head and put on a distressed expression of "where do you start from?"Of course, Elijah, with his back turned to him, would not have seen it.

"Berserker is the most mana-consuming class of all servants. It is impossible for the heroic spirit who summons this class to be unaware. He pays a huge amount of mana to supply him. Most of the masters who used berserker as servants in the Holy Grail War in the past were sucked by mana. Too much and die. Only a magus like Akiya who is formed purely by a magic circuit can control it."

Hearing such a professional answer, Berserker seemed to sigh regretfully.

"What a sad fate. Only a little master with magic circuits all over his body can bear it..."

"That's right. Although you have lifted the 'Berserker', the class of 'Berserker' is still there. Even for me, the burden of keeping you alive is very heavy."

"Then I'll back off. Talking to the spirit body won't trouble you."

"Wait a moment--"

Facing the suspicious Berserker, Elijah took out a test tube filled with clean water from his pocket and handed it to him.

Berserker didn't ask anything, and Elijah didn't say anything. The two of them knew the meaning without saying anything.This is Elijah's thoughtful approach in order to match Berserker's reserved skill [Miracle Healing Water].Fenn, who is said to have miracles, can perform forced healing with water.In the early morning of Aqia's death, Berserker, who was freed from the mad state, used this ability to heal the burns on his body.

An ability that can only be used in a place where madness is removed and there is water, the water contained in the test tube will undoubtedly come in handy in the decisive battle.

Berserker tucked it into the furry leather of his lower body, and then became ethereal.

Although he couldn't see the appearance of the giant man, he could still feel the coercive aura.

Elijah leaned back on the chair again, tilted his head slightly to the sky, closed his eyes and said:

"Don't have any scruples tonight. They don't have to show mercy to Lancer."

"Well, this small house is likely to be implicated, so it doesn't matter if it is destroyed?" The rough man's voice that only Elijah could hear said to him beside him.

"I'm well prepared. Unleash your power as much as you want, and don't worry that the ceremony will be destroyed."

"How about the safety of citizens, can it be guaranteed?"

"I can't care too much tonight. If unnecessary harm is caused to the nearby residents, that is their own "fate"..." Elijah pursed his lips and smiled coldly, "Anyway, this is It's a helpless move. If possible, I also want to have a decisive victory in a place where no one is around."

Berserker fell silent for a moment.He thought of himself having committed the massacre of Golden Lane in his frenzy.At that time, Berserker had no impression of Lancer.But now it's different.The duel with Lancer is something that Heroic Finn has been looking forward to for a long time.Compared with this incident, the lives of other people may really be worthless to him.

"Okay. As you wish."

Elijah nodded with a smile, opened his fiery red eyes and then narrowed them again, staring at the gorgeous dome like a kaleidoscope with blurred eyes.

"berserker. You won't let me down, will you?"

Elijah asked in a low voice as he moved his eyes from the ceiling to the ground.

He still hasn't fully understood Berserker's obsession with Lancer.Meeting his former subordinates by chance was an unexpected gain for Einzbern, who had made sufficient preparations before the war.After learning of Lancer's real name, Elijah regarded Berserker as the trump card of his camp.There are also factors in this aspect of protecting Akiya even if she is threatened by the enemy.Heroic spirits of the same era are very likely to become an alliance.However, perhaps only heroic spirits like Finn and Diarmuid who parted ways due to hatred and entanglement in their previous lives would fight each other with real swords and guns without giving in.

"You don't get emotional, do you?"

"certainly--"

Facing the questioning again, Berserker said with certainty just like that.

"I am the hero above all, Finn of all things. You have my word."

Although Berserker's expression could not be seen, the sincerity of the other party was already fully felt from the voice.Facing the invisible servant, Elijah showed a soft but determined expression.

"Ah, that's great..."

Talking to a servant who doesn't have a physical form always feels like something is missing.So the two soon stopped talking.Elijah felt the sense of inadequacy that the magic power in his body was snatched by the Berserker.Anyway, let's focus on getting some sleep.Rest was his battle right now.

Since the start of the war, there have been very few times of real peace of mind.Fatigue is indeed accumulating, so let's take advantage of the last bit of time to relieve your tired body.

Elijah uses self-hypnosis spells to strip his consciousness.It's a pretty savage way to decompress and cut away mental exhaustion and stress.

After about two hours, the dissipated consciousness will return, and Elijah will wake up naturally from the hypnosis.But during this time, the body of the hypnotized person is completely unconscious.But there is nothing to worry about.There are heroic spirits guarding here, so even if you take a nap, it will be fine.

So Elijah gradually relaxed his body and fell into a deep sleep.

In the afternoon, the rain finally subsided.When Elijah opened his eyes again, the first thing he saw was the sky outside the window.What caught my eye was the light of the setting sun that dyed the skylight crimson.The noble young master slowly woke up from the state of almost suspended animation, and after spending some time moving his hands and feet, he walked into the inner room.

Elijah found a floor-to-ceiling mirror and began to get dressed.Button up the buttons, put on the windbreaker, and scoop up the staff of civilization.The collar and cuffs are carefully folded.I looked at myself in the mirror for five seconds, and then left this place with a determined heart.

Walking against the wind and rain in the narrow streets.The heavy rain gradually diminished towards dusk, and the drizzle in spring hit the young man's hair and clothes.

The rain did not dispel all the passers-by, at least when we crossed the Manes Bridge to the east of the city, there were still three or two rows of stalls along the bridge railing.

These hawkers who originally did business on the Charles Bridge can only move to the Manes Bridge.The performances of artists that can be watched normally are not available today.But a down-and-out man playing the violin caught Elijah's attention.

The buskers played on the bridge with huge umbrellas that could cover the entire seats.Clay pots at the foot were half-filled with silver and brass coins.Looks like that's where the money is paid.Elijah passed him, scooped a handful of coins from the jar, and put the equivalent in paper money from his coat pocket.

Elijah stood listening for a little while, then gave the busker another note as reward.It's not because of how beautiful this guy's performance is, but because of his upbringing.

Weighing the weight of the coin in his hand, Elijah smiled with satisfaction.

***

Diarmuid sat on the ground against the wall, and on the hospital bed three meters away from him, lay the sleeping body of the hostess on his side.

The time of the day is spent on recharging energy and recharging energy.Physical strength has almost recovered.Since dawn, Diarmuid has been gazing at her sleeping profile without moving.

After a long battle last night, the Holy Grail War has made great progress.The two servants withdrew from the battle.No matter how difficult the process was, Lancer finally fulfilled the most important duty.

He Yamendi moved slightly, woke up from the dream, and saw a piece of white.She slowly sat up on the bed that was forcibly occupied by disgraceful means.

Looking inside from the outside is a sight of no one.This is due to the barrier of the anti-magic barrier.Today coincided with the rest day, and the empty infirmary in the school, where no one would set foot, became an excellent hiding place.

After resting for such a long time, I finally relieved my tiredness.He Yamendi lazily pushed aside the hair in front of his eyes, and happened to see Diarmuid leaning towards the bed with his eyes wide open.

"My lord, it looks like you slept well. That's great." Diarmuid bowed slightly to her with respect.

"not good……"

"Ok?"

"I had those dreams again... I wouldn't have slept if I had known."

The blood on He Yamendi's face was indeed in a very healthy state, but the inappropriate dream content still made her feel a little unhappy.Seeing the tangled expression of her frowning eyebrows, Diarmuid immediately knew that it was a dream related to Yames.He decided not to press questions about the details of the dream.The strange but clear scene seems to be familiar without description.After all, he had inadvertently spied on those.

"Owner--"

The face that looked very cold most of the time was suddenly slightly surprised.The handsome spearman held her left hand propped on the edge of the bed.From there