The domain is bare.Most of the trees have been felled to form a meadow in the center.Dwarf tree stumps are scattered like heavy bamboo shoots sticking out of the soil.So where is the cut off part?

They are piled up at the right rear of Saber's original location, forming four or five small hills. According to visual inspection, there are at least a hundred tree trunks.

The enemy's preparations are adequate.This lumberyard is like Saber's weapon storage!

Saber's move to turn and walk away was exactly what she was going for - to get one of those tree trunks.

It is like the process of paper slowly soaking in water.The silver on the knight's armor, using the hand as the medium, eroded the entire trunk bit by bit with the continuous injection of magic power.The thick branches were dyed the same color as the armor.Veined silver stripes are layered upon layer upon layer.

Saber raised his "weapon".

Then, he said softly, "Lancer, you shouldn't be here."

Accompanied by the terrifying aura of tearing the earth apart, he swung the weapon in his hand towards Lancer.If he hadn't observed the battle on the Charles Bridge, Heyamendi would have been dumbfounded when he saw the true face of that "weapon".The fighting spirit of the heroic spirit is like a rainbow.In order to avoid being affected, she had to step back a little.

The tree trunk with a length of nearly three meters - at this moment, it is like a practical sword, easily driven by Saber.

Lancer blocked Saber's attack with the red spear, and slowly raised the short spear in his left hand.But there is no chance to launch an effective attack.

too short.

Within the wide attack range of the tree trunk, even long spears could barely pierce through it, and there was no room for short spears to get in.

Saber uses continuous and intensive attacks to force lancer to defend.Wielding such a thick and long "weapon", the movements are surprisingly fast.The ordinary tree trunk is in Saber's hands, and it possesses a powerful magical power that rivals Lancer's spear. The heroic spirit of Saber must be a hero with great kung fu.

Unlike Lancer's permanent two magic spears, in this logging camp, Saber possesses endless treasures.

Saber's attack was surging like a tide.I don't know how many blows it was - Saber pressed on Lancer with a beautiful "sword skill".And lancer is just blindly defending.Under the opponent's raging offensive situation, try to find an opportunity to counterattack.

Swift and valiant hands slash the branches that serve as weapons.As a swordsman, this man's swordsmanship is quite powerful!

But this guy, don't you remember the fight with me?

——In the Fourth Holy Grail War after 115 years.

The tree trunk and the spear were framed together, and the two servants looked at each other, their eyes full of respect and hostility.Shadows slowly enveloped their faces, but soon dissipated.

18 The Third Night Skipped——Alliance

"who?--"

"Who else."

Outside is a long and narrow corridor, the light is so low that people can't see clearly, and the unique smell of a prison is pungent.It's not a dirty place, though.Although the atmosphere is gloomy, it will not make people sick.The blond-haired Heroic Spirit generously removed his spirit body and took form.

It's a pretty spacious cell.A man with short blonde hair was imprisoned.He was wearing a prison uniform with black and white stripes, and gauze was wrapped around his left arm.Sitting against the wall on the grass-strewn ground, away from the cell door.

Rhodes' gray eyes glanced at Servant, then moved away.

"Lock the door, Archer."

"Why? I finally got the key."

"'Patience is the foundation of all ingenuity - Plato, 427-347 BC.'"

Archer turned his head in annoyance, ignored his weird words, and said to himself, "Even though it's a trivial matter, at least you should cherish the fruits of my labor." He raised the object in his hand and signaled to the man on the ground, The dangling keychain made a crisp sound.

Out of the corner of his eye, Rhodes noticed the wound. On Archer's raised right arm, there was a ten-centimeter gash on the inside of the upper limb.A wound that cannot be healed.

Perfect cut.Even he, who can cut the human body into tens of hundreds of pieces of flesh in an instant, can't help but be fascinated by it.This can hardly be called a martial skill, but a craft.The incision, which seems innocuous but absolutely cannot be ignored, is the essence of the hostile servant——lancer.Such precise techniques cannot even arouse the reprimand of the opponent.

When Rhodes saw the scar, he immediately felt a strange thought in his mind.His servants might be stronger than anyone else, but... probably they will lose.

Sitting on the cold cell floor covered by dry haystacks, listening to the intermittent sound of dripping water outside, the sound of sleeping prisoners, grinding teeth, the sound of burning torches on the wall, and the distant whispering of guards.Because of his injuries, Rhodes' hands were not chained.But his feet were chained.

Tilting his neck like looking out of the iron fence, Archer lifted the corners of his mouth, showing his characteristic smile.

"Walking around outside, this era is really interesting. I can't accept being confined to a small and decaying prison cell."

"It seems that you are very fond of this world and the grand stage that the Holy Grail bestows upon you."

"I can gather with six heroes from different eras to decide the winner. How can I, Achilles, easily miss this honor? Besides Lancer and Rider, there are four guys waiting for me to fight. So, you How long do you want to hide?"

Rhodes lowered his gaze, feeling helpless for the cognitive gap between himself and the Heroic Spirit of the ancient Greek battlefield.

"Of course it's time for the last group of forces left in the Holy Grail War, except us."

For Rhodes' judgment, Archer had expected it in advance.He raised one eyebrow.A master who has lost two command spells like the master is already at a disadvantage in this war compared to other masters.Archer can understand this point.

"I have been identified as insane. If I cannot control my behavior and commit a crime, I will not be sentenced to death. At most, I will be sentenced to 30, [-] years, or life imprisonment or something. Use the natural fortress formed by this cell as a barrier. Temporarily Let those beasts fight each other first."

"Oh, when the time comes to hunt the last one that is exhausted? Good plan." Archer shrugged with a candid smile, "It's not impossible. It's just... Guess who I met outside?"

Rhodes looked at the chain at his feet, but said nothing.

"——Saber. As if he deliberately hoped that some servants would fall for his provocation, standing at the intersection of the old town and the new town, a very conspicuous high place, he couldn't wait to be discovered by me. He said he didn't want to He won’t fight, and he won’t run away. He told me the reason for coming very frankly. His master seems to want to join hands with us.”

Although it was a submissive and respectful word, it didn't sound right no matter how you heard it. Archer's face was filled with a majestic and confident smile.Rhodes looked down at him quietly.

For servants, in addition to the unique abilities of the heroic spirits themselves, they will also get corresponding abilities according to their different classes in this world.Just like Assassin's "breath blocking", caster's "position making", rider's "riding", berserker's "madness", etc... and the heroic spirits in the job of bow knight archer, what they get is being Known as the ability to "act alone".

Heroic spirit Achilles can maintain a certain degree of freedom of movement without relying on the master's magic power supply.This skill is especially important when the master cannot provide enough mana to the servant due to injury or coma, or when the master consumes too much of his own mana during combat.But everything has pros and cons.As the master of the archer, it is also a very troublesome thing that he cannot completely control the servants under his own control.

Archer takes advantage of this, and often does not care about Rhodes' wishes, acting casually and on his own.

"Guess how I answered him?"

"No need to guess. You agreed on your own initiative. You even sent the key, didn't you?"

Archer shook his head and showed him a regretful smile, "Although I don't resist using tricks to win, I still prefer to fight alone rather than encircle and suppress. I replied that I can't decide this matter, and I need to discuss it with you. Then We say goodbye."

Rhodes was speechless.He was silent for a while.Why is it that he, who is good at analyzing psychological behavior, has always been difficult to control his servants?This made Rhodes fall into extremely deep thinking.There is no need to mention the stupid words like [then why did you steal the key and help me escape].

Archer puffed up his chest, "What, team up with Saber to defeat Lancer. Heal my hand injury, and then go back to jail. Kill two birds with one stone, right?"

Hearing what Servant said, Rhodes was a little confused by him, making him unable to sigh.This man, who claims to want to fight all the heroic spirits, was still saying those silly words that revealed a strong ancient atmosphere.

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