[Comprehensive] Fate holy fool

Holy Grail War Rematch·Spirit World

……

"Drink—!!"

The sharp ax swung down.

Gaoyue rotated her waist with a bravery that didn't match her thin body, and at the same time raised her arms horizontally, sweeping out the heavy ax blade along with the sound of the wind.

As the cold light passed, the soulless humanoid machine—the "automatic doll" burst apart.Sometimes it is the head, sometimes it is the chest, waist or limbs. As long as it touches the sharp weapon in the girl's hand, the doll can no longer maintain its original shape. crack.

wrong.

Something... not quite right.

The battle situation is as smooth as a broken bamboo, and the feeling of destroying the enemy's machinery is undeniable.Even so, there is still a gloomy sense of disobedience lingering in Gao Yue's heart.

(It seems, too easy.)

If it was a puppet that even a half-master like himself could easily destroy, there would be no point in putting it on the battlefield from the very beginning.Looking not far away, Karna seemed to have wiped out the entire doll without saying a word—well, by releasing a beam of light from his eyes.

... Then, why did the opponent send these puppets to lead the battle?

To confuse the audience, hide your figure, use the crowd tactics to wear down the opponent's physical strength, or is it just a simple trick?

She was puzzled.

If Rin or a more scheming Servant were present, perhaps they could figure out some clues.But it is a pity that neither Akutagawa, Satsuki, nor Karna are good at dealing with such oblique schemes... Otherwise, she would not have to hold back her anger, and would have been able to cooperate with Shizuo two years earlier in reality to get Orihara Rinya Torn down.

However, even so——

Clang! !

The ax blade is deeply embedded in the hard limbs of the puppet, and it falls straight down with the sound of crushing and splashing sparks until it is completely split and separated, revealing the street scene behind the puppet from the gap.Gaoyue took advantage of this momentum to rush forward, and at the same time swung her arm vigorously to the side, and with a "bang", she threw the pile of wreckage that had been turned into non-recyclable garbage onto the wall in one breath.

"...Okay, solve it."

She raised her hands and rubbed her shoulders, adjusting her breathing.

——Even though she still had doubts in her heart, even though she didn't know why she wanted to fight against the opponent in front of her, the girl's movements didn't hesitate at all.Although it is definitely not ingenious, but only at this time, Satsuki's hands can always draw smooth arcs that are almost graceful.

This is Fukamachi Satsuki.

This is the "guillotine".

Before she met Sakura Matou and "Another Possibility", she spent her life as a member of the church's killing organization.

(...Because of me, I can do nothing but this.)

Born in a cage, raised in purgatory, and finally failed to gain true freedom anywhere.

The senses that can touch the outside world are all numb, and the sociality of communicating with others has also been deprived due to long-term imprisonment.

He doesn't know people's hearts, has no vision, and doesn't even know the meaning of his birth. He should spend the rest of his life as a monster without a name.

To put it blissfully, ky.

To put it more seriously, Fukamachi Satsuki just "didn't have the opportunity to cultivate a perfect human nature".She was like an artificial fetus that was suddenly pulled out of a petri dish and thrown into the world abruptly.

(But... Even if I am like this, there are still lives I can save.)

——Anyway, power is a waste, why not use it for justice?

— Maybe something good will happen.

Osamu Dazai once said so.

At that time Dazai's eyes were unusually ethereal.

Although he was often light and out of shape, but that day was especially different.

It's as if... Those elusive pupils are not staring at Satsuki, but looking at a distant, sad landscape that is so far away that it cannot be touched again.

Satsuki has only seen Dazai's transparent and silent sad expression once.

Fleeting, just a moment.

[Go to the rescue side. 】

I was urged to come to "this side" not only by Sakura, but also by Dazai's expression.Satsuki thought.

To this day, she has never had the slightest doubt or regret about this choice.There is only a little worry... But, let's put this to a later date.

At least, at the moment within reach——

"Don't destroy the sightseeing attractions ah ah, I want to come with Ying Sakura !!!"

In order to protect the scenery in front of him, he swung this deadly weapon again.

...something seems to be wrong.

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

……

"Fukamachi, are you done with this?"

Although the enemy seems to be an endless stream of termites coming out of the nest, after repeated fights, Satsuki and Karna have actually reduced the number of the army of ants in front of them.At the beginning, the neighborhood was almost covered by dolls, and finally gradually restored its original appearance of peace and stability.

... If you ignore the broken limbs and broken arms and the flying wire screws, it will be more peaceful.

"Well, almost."

While speaking, Gao Yue kicked a crumbling head away, and smashed the ax handle to smash it. "Akutagawa-senpai is in charge of the front, right? There's no pressure on my side, Lancer, you go over there—"

--suddenly.

Without the slightest reason or warning, a goosebump-inducing chill rises from the base of the spine and spreads all over the body in an instant.

At the same time, Karna Bagao's shout sounded:

"Fukamachi, ahead!!"

"...?!!"

there is something.

In front of me, behind the endless mechanical legion, what kind of different "creatures" are there——

(No, not a doll!!)

Before the visual signal reaches the brain, the body responds one step ahead of the mind.Gaoyue kicked the ground and retreated quickly, holding the handle of the ax tightly in front of her chest with both hands, while protecting her vitals, she also curled up her limbs to resist the imaginary impact.

But even so, the unexpectedly huge magic power still hit Satsuki directly in the face.The impact was like a blast of wind, instantly blowing her far away like a small boat on the sea, rolling across the street like a top, and finally slamming into the wall at the end of the road.

"Ugh...!!"

Because of the impact that seemed to crush all internal organs, Satsuki let out a dull groan from her throat.Faced with this change, she didn't even bother to breathe a sigh of relief. Dang even propped up the ground with her elbows and knees that were almost falling apart, and it took a lot of effort to barely support her upper body. look straight ahead.

"Fukamachi!! You're okay...no, it doesn't look like you're okay."

"Yes. To be honest, I'm a little dizzy now, and I want to vomit blood a little bit."

Gaoyue pressed her forehead with one hand, and raised her face while maintaining the posture of falling on the ground.

She probably scratched her forehead when she landed, and a stream of blood crawled between her eyebrows like a snake, which looked shocking.

"Stop talking, Fukamachi. You're doing great."

Karna stepped forward.He rushed to the rescue extremely fast, but at that time the crisis was imminent, he did not have time to block the first wave of offensive for Gaoyue, Qingjun's face was tightly wrinkled with astonishment and unwillingness.

"This is really...unpredictable unfolding. You are..."

As if trying to protect the weak girl behind him, the white-haired hero stepped forward, and the gorgeous golden gun in his hand reflected a cold menacing light under the sunlight, which also showed his firm determination not to allow his opponent to go any further.

However—his opponent did not have the rationality to respond to this deterrence.

"Gahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Instead, a deafening, hair-raising ferocious roar shook the ground.

"That's... Berserker."

Gao Yue whispered to herself.

Rather, it's hard to imagine that being anything other than Berserker.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu..."

——First of all, it is impossible to communicate in language.

Plus that appearance: muscular naked half body, holding a shield in one hand, and a huge ax in the other (isn’t this a design that bumps into me? Gaoyue thought to herself), both arms and the waist down are covered Thick leather armor that is hard to penetrate at first glance.Just looking at the clothes, it should be quite old, but if you want to ask where the Servant is from, Satsuki won't be able to identify it for a while - after all, he wears too little.

But what is more eye-catching than these is the face of that heroic spirit.

The dark brown curly hair and beard covered most of his face, stretching wildly like weeds.The western-style facial features were originally capable, but there was no rational brilliance in the frenzied and bloodshot eyes, and the dignity and demeanor that belonged to the hero disappeared because of this, and he looked like a ferocious beast.

"I always feel that there seems to be a very pure man...or should I say 'Brother Gui'? In short, it is a Servant of the realistic style...and our painting style is different."

Standing up slowly with her hands on the wall, Gaoyue looked calm, and made off-topic comments as if it had nothing to do with her.

However, her heart was far less calm than she appeared on the surface, rather she was deeply at a loss.

(I didn't realize that the Servant was approaching at all... The other party is not an Assassin, is this really possible?)

Having said that, she didn't have the time to think about the reason at the moment.

"Lancer. I'll be in charge of clearing the field, and that brother will leave it to you."

Although humans are basically useless in Servant battles, there are still enemy dolls around.I must replace the absent Sakura, and provide support to Karna who is facing the enemy head-on as much as possible.

(Ah, it hurts...the one just now, it shouldn't hurt the bones...)

Realizing that her only trustworthy body was not functioning smoothly, Satsuki frowned like a tantrum—after all, she has nothing but fighting skills, and nothing makes her more uneasy than "not being able to fight".

Even though he is in the spiritual world, the pain that reaches the brain is not inferior to the reality, and the slightest movement will hit the whole body like an electric current, which cannot be ignored by anyone.While complaining in a low voice, Satsuki put her hand on her side and began to perform healing magic.

At the same time, she did not forget to translate the hostility born of pain into words.

"It doesn't matter, just let go and fight Lancer. This kind of brother Berserker will not exceed two stars at first glance, so there is nothing to fear."

"You can't say that, Fukamachi."

Karna stared back at her condemningly and said, "The so-called 'star' is only an external evaluation after all, so we should not underestimate the opponent because of this. This servant may be quite powerful——"

"—Of course it's powerful!!! Don't underestimate the low star rating!!!!!!"

Suddenly, a cry that was obviously strengthened by magic came through the battlefield, attracting the eyes of the two to the roof of the house opposite the army of dolls.

Standing there is-

An ordinary male high school student with no special features.

"...It doesn't matter, Lancer. This kind of fake-faced Master will not survive two chapters at first glance, so there is nothing to be afraid of."

"Who are you talking about?!! I still think you look like the kind of female supporting role who paved the way for the protagonist and finally died!! Listen, the glorious era of EVA has passed, and the setting of the silver-haired and paralyzed heroine is no longer It's popular!! So don't get carried away—"

"No, EVA can fight for at least another 100 years."

Gao Yue interrupted him expressionlessly.

"No, that's not the point here, Fukamachi. The point is... Just because you ridiculed him for getting two stars, does this Master not hesitate to reveal his hiding place to refute..."

What a blazing African resentment this is.

Karna would not despise his opponent because of the star difference, but now he casts awe-inspiring gazes at the Master and his brother Berserker:

"I really feel your courage and determination. Master of Berserker, I will accept your challenge right here."

"I always feel that you are off topic... But, heck! That's right, I just want to challenge those of you who are favored by luck."

Under Karna's gentle encouragement(?), the male high school student was greatly moved, and he puffed out his chest even more vigorously.

"For this reason, I specially prepared the highest-level auxiliary dresses and a mountain of props, all to prove in one fell swoop today--the proposition that 'a low-star follower can be defeated'!!"

(You clearly hid the Servant among the dolls for a sneak attack, how dignified is that.)

And, before that...

"I don't know."

In a declarative tone without any personal feelings, Gao Yue raised her hand and asked: "If you have the money to buy costumes and props, why don't you pay a little more... Cough, buy more holy relics and just draw five stars? To prove The low-star heroic spirit is so powerful, are you willing to give up even the odds of winning??"

"This--"

The boy was speechless for a while, speechless.

"Fukamachi, this question is too simple."

And Karna still turned to her in a persuasive tone and said, "Of course it's because—even if he spends money, he can't summon the high-star servants."

"??!!???!!!!"

too simple.

Karna is too naive.

He believes from the bottom of his heart: as long as he puts in the effort, the bottom can overcome the top, the liver can save the body, and the chieftain of the grassland can become a king.

For example, feeding eight holy grails to that Spartacus... No, this is a matter of a different dimension.

However, in fact, the Africans on the opposite side don't seem to believe so.

Therefore, Karna's frankness and sincerity deeply hurt his fragile heart. Seeing that the problem can only be solved by one side dying in battle.

"So……"

After all, not ignoring the opponent's sudden surge of murderous intent (although he didn't understand the reason), Karna took a step across to protect Satsuki, pointing the sharp spear in his hand straight ahead.

"Mmmm... oh oh oh..."

On the other hand, the enemy Berserker also came forward with an ax while muttering vague words.

The two servants confronted each other at extremely close range, and both sides were already on the verge of arrows, their swords were on the verge of breaking out, and the battle was imminent.

The next second—

Blades clash.

The author has something to say:

For the list, there will be another update after I come back from get out of class at night (X

Berserker is the two-star blood ax king Eric of the Friendship Pool. He is really a trick, but I have a psychological shadow when I beat him for three chapters. Why are you all brothers...

It hasn't been updated for several days!But I'm not fishing!In fact, since I came back from reading your name with my friends (and being ridiculed all the way for not being able to drive), I started to think hard and racked my brains, and finally wrote a 7000-word plot for Akutagawa Xinkeng, which contains 1000 words that cannot be described (… ...) Finally bid farewell to my 23-year abandonment!I'm really touched!Of course I can't post it here, I should drink tea if I post it!

Then the problem is coming.

I suddenly found that I really like Akutagawa.

Friends, can I bring his line to the front and write (.