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Kaboom!
Thunder rumbled. Two chariots pulled by strong black bulls appeared on the green riverbank illuminated by the moonlight in a cloud of smoke.
"Hmm? Am I early? " Iskandar, who had telekinetically materialized the chariot and stepped onto the ground with Young Master Wilbur Velvis in hand, looked at the empty environment around him and said in surprise.
Then, he put Wilbur aside and sat on the grass.
"Hey, are you going to sit here and wait?" Wilbur said angrily.
"What else can I do?" Iskandar asked back.
"Hide first! Hide in the dark and observe the enemy. Then, find the right time to give the enemy a fatal blow. That's the right strategy, "Wilbur said loudly.
"No need," Iskandar said as he waved his hand generously.
"Ahhhhh …" Wilbur shouted frantically.
"You'll attract the enemy if you do that, young master," Iskandar reminded him kindly.
"Ugh …" Wilbur paused. His face turned red as he coughed violently.
"Cough, cough, cough …"
After another three to four minutes, Saber's figure appeared in Iskandar's sight with a clear whistling sound. She was wearing a concept gear and her face was full of anger.
"Yo, we meet again, Saber." Iskandar greeted her as if the conflict caused by the discussion of the king's qualification did not exist.
“rider。” Saber suppressed the anger in her heart and looked at Rider with a complicated expression. "Are you here to fight for the small Holy Grail too?"
"Of course. Although I'm not sure what it's for, as long as I know that it's the key to the real Holy Grail, I'll get it at all costs, "Iskandar said firmly.
"In that case. We'll be enemies. " Saber gripped the Sword of Oath and Victory that was invisible under the protection of a wind-type magic spell — Wind King Barrier, and said in a deep voice.
"Ah, that's a pity." Iskandar laughed heartily.
It was hard to hate him when he looked like that.
After another one to two minutes, there was a slight sound in the air. Lancer who was holding a medical freezer appeared in the field.
“lancer。” Saber could no longer suppress her anger when she saw Lancer. She glared at him and shouted angrily.
Lancer furrowed his brows and looked at Saber in confusion.
"Tell me, where is Alice Phil?" Saber, who was in an offensive posture, asked coldly.
"No comment," Lancer replied decisively.
Although he did know where Alice Phil was, he was Sakura Toosaka's servant. There was no reason for him to share his information with Saber, who was obviously an enemy, even if he had a good impression of her.
"Damn it!" Saber cursed. But that was all. If she really wanted to kill Lancer on the spot, she really couldn't do it. This wasn't a matter of strength, but because even if she killed Lancer, she still wouldn't be able to find Alice Phil's whereabouts. On the contrary, it might even anger the other party and put Alice Phil in danger. This was against her wishes.
"Both of you, can you explain what's going on?" Iskandar frowned and asked.
No matter what, Lancer was the key to the appearance of the little Holy Grail this time. He didn't want to mess up this matter because of something.
"Hmph." Saber who couldn't tell him the fact that Alice Phil was the little Holy Grail snorted and didn't answer.
"No comment," Lancer replied bitterly.
"Then forget it." Iskandar shrugged when he saw that both of them were unwilling to say. He didn't ask further. Instead, he asked, "Lancer, since you're here, the little Holy Grail that was promised in the letter should be nearby, right?"
As soon as he said that, Saber immediately looked at Lancer with her sharp eyes.
"Is it in that box?" Iskandar stared at the blue freezer in Lancer's hand with his burning eyes.
Saber's expression changed slightly when she heard that. She stared at the box in Lancer's hand with an unpleasant expression.
"Yes, the little Holy Grail is here." Lancer nodded and admitted.
At that moment, a murderous aura gushed out of Saber's body uncontrollably.
Iskandar looked at Saber who was obviously not in a good state and said to Lancer again, "Do you mind opening it for me to take a look?"
"Let's wait until the others are here," Lancer replied.
"Alright," Iskandar agreed.
As long as he could see it, he could confirm whether it was the real little Holy Grail. It didn't matter to him whether he opened it in the morning or at night. He wasn't a young lad. He wasn't impatient.
Saber hesitated for a moment and gave up the idea of looking at it immediately. She silently retreated to the side and closed her eyes to calm herself down. At that moment, she also realized that her current state was not right. It would be very disadvantageous for the upcoming battle.
Just like that. In the silence of the three heroic spirits and one person, time slowly passed by for a few minutes.
At that moment, Lancer, Saber, and Rider's expressions changed at the same time. They turned their heads and looked at a place not far away.
The next moment, they saw a black shadow wriggling at the place where the three of them looked at. A black knight wearing medieval European knight armor with black smoke coming out of his body appeared there.
It was the heroic spirit — Berserker.
However, as soon as he appeared, he immediately stared at Saber who was not far away with his scarlet eyes. His body trembled violently as if he was preparing for something. It was very strange.
Seeing that, Saber frowned and became alert.
But in the next second, the Dark Knight's body trembled and a powerful magical radiance erupted. Then, a pitch-black longsword with red elven runes engraved on its surface appeared in the Dark Knight's hand amidst the rolling black smoke.
"That's …" Looking at the appearance of the sword, Saber's face was filled with shock and disbelief.
"You're …"
What responded to her was the black knight suddenly swinging his longsword at her.
Saber looked sad and raised her sword to block the attack.
"Block."
A powerful magical impact immediately spread out from between the two of them. Like the howling of the wind, it blew and crushed the surrounding green trees.
"Hey, don't mess around." Iskandar stood up and shouted.
"No." Saber's voice sounded and stopped him. "Please don't do anything. Leave this person to me."
Iskandar frowned and quietly looked at Saber who was fighting with the black knight. He noticed the sadness and resentment on her face and said softly, "Alright, as you wish."
After that, just like before, he sat back down on the ground.
"… Do you … Do you hate me so much, my friend … Even if you become like that … Do you still hate me so much, Knight of the Lake?!" Saber's eyes were filled with tears. She looked at her former best friend who had fallen into a frenzy of cursing as she fought with the black knight's sword like in the past.
The Knight of the Lake Lancelot, the first knight under King Arthur. His bravery and strength were even above King Arthur. He was one of the representatives of the perfect knight. However, because of the incident with Guinevere, he became the fuse that pushed the country built by King Arthur into the abyss of history.
However, the more interesting point was that the legend of the Knight of the Lake, Lancelot, was based on the chief knight of the Fiona Knights in Ireland — "The Radiant Face" Dilumudo Odina, who was now the current Lancer. No one knew if there would be any chemical reaction when the two of them met.
At the same time, Saber's mind could not help but recall Guinevere and her crying face …
"… Ar … thur …" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from the black knight's mask and woke Saber up from her memories.
Arthur, both Arthur.
Then, the black knight raised his sword and slashed at Saber who was in a daze. Saber instinctively raised her sword to block the attack. Then, with a muffled bang, Saber's body was thrown high into the air.
"Clang." Saber fell heavily on the ground not far away.
Looking at Saber's performance, Iskandar could not help but frown.
"It's a good scene, isn't it?" At this moment, a new voice came from a golden radiance amidst the surge of magic power.
"I really can't get along with you, Hero King of Babylon." Iskandar sighed helplessly.
"You just found out?" Gimegarsh sneered. Then, a light appeared behind him and he took out a golden wine glass and wine bottle from the vortex above. He poured wine into the glass and looked at the battle between Saber and Berserker with interest while leisurely tasting the wine in the glass.
After countless times, Saber, who no longer had the will to fight, mustered all her strength and shouted.
"Stop!!"
"… Stop … I beg you …" Then, she suddenly knelt on the ground and cried.
At this moment, the once invincible heroic spirit had given up resistance and welcomed her own death. However, at this moment, Berserker's attack suddenly stopped.
"Huh?" Iskandar's face showed a look of surprise.
"Tsk, a bastard is a bastard." Gilgamesh's expression was full of dissatisfaction.
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