[Fate Gun Brother] The 2.5th Holy Grail War

Clenching his right fist, closing his eyes slightly, he bowed his head and began to pray.

"I implore the Lord." She opened her mouth slightly, extremely pious, "Give my Lord the courage to overcome everything. If he is not under the protection of the Lord, then I pray that you can give it. If he is already in it, then I pray that you can Keep giving."

Sincere prayers, with supernatural power, are sincere praises to the Lord from the heart.During her lifetime, Joan of Arc, who firmly believed that she had witnessed a miracle with her own eyes, led the French army forward bravely with this incomparable faith in the Lord.She is recognized as a Catholic saint, even if this prayer sounds like a dream, it can give people the power to believe.

"O all-knowing, all-present, all-powerful Lord—"

With a drawn-out bass statement, the rider's prayer ended.

Haierwen subconsciously wanted to rush over, just like he did before, and once again threw himself into the arms of the young heroic spirit.But he didn't move.

"Thank you, rider..." he said, "It's great to meet you..."

It was as if the soft voice of prayer was still ringing in his ears.Heilwen stared at the face of the heroic girl. His servant, the rider who felt his call and came into the world, was the bubble-like illusory shadow brought by the Holy Grail, a tiny wish that belonged only to him.

"I must obtain the Holy Grail... must..." The voice was much clearer than before.

The rider put his hand lightly on the boy's shoulder.

"Master, please make up your mind about Lancer's message before leaving."

Helvin took out a square handkerchief from his pocket, which looked half dry and half wet.After wiping the remaining blood from the corner of his mouth, Haierwen smiled wryly as he looked at the quietly flowing river in front of him.

"Ha, ha... yes, besides this road, do I have other options..."

There is no longer a place to stay.Continued exposure to the wild is suicidal.The first time an olive branch is thrown by oneself, it will lead to a fatal disaster.So, is there a reason for a second rejection?

Maybe I should ask, do I still have the qualifications to refuse?

***

After finally getting rid of the crowd, it is really necessary to be able to evacuate in time before the crowd of onlookers becomes more.Unnecessary sacrifices unfortunately come, and it would be bad if the situation escalated beyond control.

It was four or five streets away from the scene of the accident, and Heyamendi and Diarmuid walked one after the other.The area they were in was still a corner of the new urban area, but no one on the road cast doubt, vigilance or fear at the two of them.

"Lancer, I have bad news for you."

Did not turn around.Heyamendi said to the follower following her while maintaining her pace.

"I can roughly guess. Are you referring to the magic power?" Diarmuid responded with an affirmative but questioning tone, "You stopped supplying me with magic power, and you were injured while fighting the archer's master. Yet?"

"How should I put it, it's not damaged at all, and it's covered in injuries."

"How could this be?"

"No way, that professor's ability is too tricky. I had no choice but to use the 'water' technique."

"What kind of spell is that?"

"Theoretically, it can penetrate all magic and invalidate the material shield. However, the body parts that penetrate the material will be damaged, and cell reorganization must be carried out to restore the body to the state before the penetration. After the reorganization is completed Before, the damaged area cannot use any magic."

To explain, the magic of water, that is, connecting after penetration, will cause irreversible deterioration of the object, and it will take a long time to return to the previous state.Every few years, the cells of the human body will be replaced, and this spell is based on rapidly accelerating this process, and making it real through magical means.The appearance of penetrating objects is reminiscent of dripping water piercing stones, so it has the abstract and beautiful, almost metaphorical nickname of "water art".There is no uniform name.Strictly speaking, Heyamendi didn't know what to call this magic.In her era, there were no more than three dragon warlocks who could master this spell proficiently, and ordinary warlocks might never have heard of it.

When fighting against Rhodes, in order to break through the absolute defense of the giant net silk thread, when Heyamendi penetrated, the target was his entire body.In other words, she can no longer use magic at all.

The owner of the casino was killed, Rhodes couldn't return to his original residence, and was injured, so it was a good time to pursue him.But with He Yamendi's current physical condition, it is really not suitable to continue fighting, so he can only let the professor slip away under his nose.

Although marveling at the master's magic, Diarmuid still raised his most concerned question.

"How long will this process take?"

"Judging from the current body, at least six or seven hours. How, can you hold on?"

"It's all right, my lord. The magic power you provided in my body is enough for me to use it for at least three days. The reserve is quite sufficient."

He Yamendi turned his head and gave the gunman a "that's good" expression.Then shook his head.

"It's really a failure. I was forced to use this terrible spell. What's even more annoying is that I still couldn't kill the professor after using this."

For a spellcaster, the inability to cast magic is simply fatal.Hoyamendi's anxiety is also understandable.It is precisely because of the serious flaws of this magic that she has never used it on such a large scale in the past, and the battle with Rhodes can be regarded as a test to turn the theory of this spell into practice.

Diarmuid didn't know how to comfort her either.The following proposal surprised him even more.

"Hey, lancer. Are you interested in being my swordsmanship instructor?" The spearmen are not only good at guns, but also swords. Just a little more. Sure enough, my swordsmanship is too bad..."

As a law-controller, the purpose of using the sword to fight is to confuse the public, confuse the opponent, and cause the enemy to make wrong judgments.But after all, his forte is magic combat. Compared with He Yamendi's attainments in swordsmanship and magic, it is far behind.

With Rhodes' injuries, it will take at least one or two days to fully heal.The magician casts healing magic on the servants. Because the recovery power of the servants is stronger than that of humans, it can be cured almost instantly, but when he heals the wounds by himself, the effect will not be so obvious.

"My honor. As long as you have time, not only swordsmanship, but if you are interested in marksmanship, bow and arrow, and riding, I will teach you everything without reservation."

I didn't expect to get such a serious answer, and people couldn't help shaking their heads and laughing.

"It doesn't need to be so much...but it's a deal." The white-haired woman smiled.

"Yes, my lord, it is settled."

"By the way, tell me about your battle with Archer."

So the spearmen honestly made a report.After listening to Diarmuid's description, Heyamendi's face turned pale.

"You still... haven't understood what I said. You should retreat after the incurable injury is done, and you can't continue to entangle. Why don't you listen to me, Lancer."

"That guy, archer... I can't forgive you for trampling on human life like nothing." Although Diarmuid's tone was very peaceful, his demonic eyes were full of determination, "In Before I became a Fiona knight, I swore that I would never allow evil to run rampant! And didn’t your intention be to let me assist the rider and his master? How could you leave alone and leave them in front of the enemy?”

He couldn't listen anymore, stopped, and He Yamendi couldn't help retorting, "Then take rider and her master and escape together! If the master of archer was not knocked down by me, what would happen to you?" What to do? I proposed the division of troops not in the hope of making things so suspended."

Instead of teaming up with the rider to confront the archer two-on-one, and not retreating, but choosing to fight recklessly, this is the way to do it! ...

"...I will always think of a countermeasure. My lord, please trust your servant." This sentence was said intermittently, and even Diarmuid himself felt guilty.

Besides, the current situation is that he disobeyed the Master and had a disagreement with Hoyamendi.

Originally, Heyamendi, who made the policy of assisting the rider group, did not show up after sending her followers to track down the whereabouts of the rider and his master, and hid in the dark to give Diarmuid a behind-the-scenes guidance.

But he was caught first.Then, the rider group was hunted down by the archer group.

Following the two sides all the way to the High Castle Shoal, at this time, Heyamendi adjusted his tactics.Diarmuid assists the rider to fight against the archer, and he surprises the archer's master behind his back to relieve Diarmuid's pressure.The master and the slave act separately, and the two lines are carried out at the same time.

It's not that they didn't track Rhodes well.Reporting to the guards took some time.It is said that there are murderers hiding in the "Golden Emperor's House".Borrow the force of the guards' search and arrest, so that she can take action.

To deal with Rod Hawke, Hoyamendi still has certainty.But if Diarmuid is killed by Archer, it will be a complete failure.The master who lost the servant, in the case of the supervisor is dead, is undoubtedly tantamount to being sentenced to death.so shallow