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Rider was naturally not the only one to notice Lancer's unabashed aura. Or, after Lancer and his master walked out of the Hyatt Regency Hotel, they had been under Assassin's surveillance. During this period, the person in charge of the surveillance even changed twice. Of course, this pair could There is no big difference from Kirei Kotomine who is in a state of empathy with all the assassins.
At this time, a short assassin responsible for surveillance was in a container near the meeting place of Rider and Lancer camps. Since the two parties were lecturers and disciples, they were likely to reveal useful information when talking to each other, so Kotomine Kirei did not allow him to use spiritual transformation to investigate closer, because then he would not be able to hear the content of their conversation and there would be no way to formulate relevant countermeasures.
So the assassin who dug a hole into the container touched the surrounding building materials out of boredom and put his ear to the wall of the container to listen carefully to what was going on outside.
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On the wide driveway of the container yard, Lancer and Rider, armed with yellow and red guns, were more than twenty meters apart. It seemed that neither of them was planning to make the first move, because Weber was passing through the edge of the battlefield between them.
After confirming that his master had reached Kenneth and Sola safely, Iskandar turned to look at Diarmuid.
"I am Lancer. Although I will not refuse a challenge, you seem to be at an overwhelming disadvantage."
The rider stood on the Thunder Chariot holding a dagger, looking at the Lancer who was on full alert in front of him, and patted the handrail of the vehicle, while the two bulls in front of the vehicle also snorted in agreement.
Although in the battle of cold weapons, there is an inch longer and stronger method, but once the divine wheel controlled by the Rider enters the battle state, it will be shrouded in violent thunder and lightning. Coupled with the impact of the chariot itself, the Lancer fighting on foot is just It will be very difficult to dodge, let alone fight back.
"Is it the Conqueror's hobby to declare victory before a battle?" At this time, Lancer had changed out of his current clothes and was wearing a one-piece dark green tight-fitting leather jacket, revealing his slender body and explosive muscles. : "If you look at my two partners, you will suffer a lot. When I challenged you, I naturally took the chariot into consideration."
"Really? Then I won't hold back." Rider took the reins and raised the thick-edged dagger in his hand: "Trample on it!"
A dazzling electric light flashed across the chariot and the sacred bull at the same time, and then they rushed towards the lancer at an astonishing high speed. They instantly changed from extremely still to extremely moving, and they rushed past without even noticing any acceleration. The distance between the two was only more than 20 meters. In this situation, the Lancer should have no time to predict and respond.
However, the lancer does not need to predict at all.
Before the chariot started, the Knight of the Gun had already jumped high to avoid the sacred bull's trampling and the thunder and lightning bombardment on the chariot. He opened his arms and rushed towards the driver's seat of the chariot like a predatory bird. He held two red and yellow poles in his hand. The magic spear attacked Rider like the sharp claws of a raptor, and the lightning that blocked him disappeared before the red tip of the spear like lingering snow under the blazing sun.
Eye of the Mind, Lancer's own skill, is an excellent insight that can accurately predict the opponent's actions and break through dangerous situations developed through practice and training. When Rider raised the dagger in his hand, he had already predicted that the opponent would definitely He made a quick assault, so he jumped up in advance, and the falling force was more like a dive when the rider attacked.
Since Rider is taking the initiative to attack, he has almost no room to change his moves or dodge. He can only choose between the red rose that breaks the demon and the yellow rose that is sure to be destroyed. The other gun is almost certain to hit, but This is also within Lancer's plan. If Rider blocks the red rose, then he will use the yellow rose to stab his arm or throat or other places that are not protected by armor. If he blocks the yellow rose, then the red rose will hit his chest directly. , the armor made of magic power will surely collapse upon contact.
when!
The first battle between the two heroic spirits has ended. The two sides seemed to have just exchanged their previous positions, and neither of them had any wounds.
"Lancer, are you holding back on me?" The oxcart that no longer emitted thunder and lightning slowly turned around, and Rider's rough voice sounded somewhat confused.
"Because I don't want to kill an ally right now!" Lancer turned around, with obvious anger on his handsome face: "Why did you use that method of fighting?!"
In the previous contact battle, Rider adopted a third method of attack that Lancer had not thought of. He completely ignored the two magic spears and swung his thick-edged dagger at Lancer with a sweep. In this case, even if he was stabbed, incidentally A dagger that surpassed the terrifying speed of an ox-cart would also injure Diarmuid.
In desperation, Lancer temporarily changed his moves to block the dagger and used his strength to somersault to the ground.
"Isn't this obvious? When the enemy's attack poses no threat to you, the right choice is to give up defense and take the initiative to attack." Rider patted the metal armor on his chest as if to emphasize: "Your thin legs A gun cannot penetrate it."
"Impossible?" Lancer said with anger in his tone, and then looked at Kenneth: "Master?"
"The Tosaka family should already know your real name, and Saber is resting in Einzbern Castle because she was attacked by Archer, so there is no need to bother to hide it." Kenneth was watching Waver being grabbed by the ear and educated. , responded calmly.
"This red spear, called the Demon-Breaking Red Rose, can cut off all magic power it hits, and this shorter yellow spear, called the Destroying Yellow Rose, as long as it is stabbed by it, the wound will never be healed. Healing." Diarmuid danced his guns into a ball of gorgeous gun flowers, and finally resumed his posture like an eagle spreading its wings: "Therefore, if I just broke through the armor made of magic and left a line on your heart, A wound that will never heal, you have returned to the Throne of Heroes, Rider!"
"Oh," Iskandar looked back and forth at the two guns with the same eyes as those in his bag: "Yes, they are very useful."
"Do you really understand what I mean?" Lancer was very helpless at Rider's attitude of not saying anything: "If you, King of Conquerors, also use the method of exchanging injuries for injuries when facing an attack that you don't know the details of, then the commander right--"
"If you had stabbed me just now, the victory or defeat would have been determined," the next words were interrupted by the conquering king with a wave of his hand: "This has nothing to do with whether your gun can pierce my armor, but a 'certain' fact."
"Its name is [Sword of Cyprus], and it is not a treasure." Seeing Lancer's attentive expression, Rider raised the thick-edged dagger in his hand and said, "It was it that cut through [The Sword of Gordium]. [End], so when I use it to fight, I will take the 'most suitable' action regardless of whether the information is sufficient, well, although it is more suitable for commanding large corps."
"Is it similar to intuition or insight..." Lancer rotated the two guns: "This characteristic is very similar to unreasonable splitting of knots..."
"In addition, I have to correct your guess." The Conqueror King patted the thick golden breastplate: "Perhaps the way it appeared caused you to misunderstand. Although this armor can be transformed into spirits, it is The real thing is infinitely close to the level of a Noble Phantasm, so your premise of 'piercing' does not hold true."
Kenneth, who was watching the battle, said: "As a digression, Diarmuid, like me, has no desire to place it on the Holy Grail. What about you, King of Conquerors? What is your wish that you want to realize through the Holy Grail?"
"Hmm... It seems that you are indeed that ghost's teacher. He doesn't have any specific wishes. He just wants to win the recognition of others." Rider looked at his palm: "But my wish can only be realized through the Holy Grail. , that is the basis for conquering the world."
"Although you say that, in extreme circumstances, we cannot rule out the possibility that 'perish together' or 'charge to the death' are the best options." The Lancer's gun tip pointed diagonally at the ground: "We are not in a life-and-death battle. "Going' doesn't mean risking your life at will."
"Well, I'll just change my tactics." Rider responded, then hit the armrest of the chariot hard, raised his sword and pointed it at Lancer: "The enemy is the chief of the Fiona Knights of Ireland, who is known as the 'unparalleled' one in the world. Warrior Diarmuid, regardless of his physique, character, appearance and martial arts, is impeccable in all aspects. Anyone who is willing to fight with him will come out immediately——"
Following Rider's words, a dry and gravelly whirlwind rolled up around the Thunder Chariot. Five figures appeared in the whirlwind. They wore armor similar to Rider's. They had strong bodies and brave aura. If they were equipped with If you look up to distinguish them, you can see that there is a sword and shield warrior guarding the chariot, two spearmen in front of the chariot, and archers covering the rear of the chariot.
"They are all heroic spirits?!" Webb, who looked a little depressed after being taught a lesson by Sora, opened his eyes in surprise.
"There is no rank... and it doesn't look like he has any treasures or special abilities." Kenneth narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the heroic spirits who were likely to be his helpers in the future.
"Ghost, do you think I got the name [King of Conqueror] through my personal bravery?" Rider laughed and said to Weber: "When you mention Iskandar, you will naturally not miss my unparalleled army. !”
[Army of the King] is a powerful treasure that cannot be considered a treasure. It is a collection of all the warriors who have served this king on the road to conquest of Iskandar. Although all of them will be summoned once the true name is liberated, in the When there is no need for such a big scene, the warriors among them can appear alone as heroic spirits without job descriptions and noble phantoms.
"Although there are a few guys who are stronger than me, they don't seem to have come out." Rider identified the soldiers around him one by one, nodded with satisfaction, raised his sword and pointed at Lancer: "In this round, I can really attack the enemy." I am under the protection of the guards as the condition for victory. If you feel that you can’t do it, how about you surrender and give up the command?”
"Oh, the stronger you become, the more urgent it becomes for me to dedicate my command to my lord." Diarmuid raised the demon-breaking red rose and pointed it at the newly-appeared heroic spirits, "Come on, Rider!"
Something seems wrong? Weber, who was watching the battle, thought, how did this battle become a test for the Conqueror against the Lancer?
