My name is Illya,
I'm thinking of ways to break the situation.
40:46:19
[Army of the King] is the most powerful Noble Phantasm of Rider Iskandar. Based on the information collected after several battles, it can be judged that it has its own inherent barrier, can summon a large number of non-class heroic spirits, and can be in any position at any time. When it is turned on, it is a powerful treasure that can force others into it.
Earlier, just before the two sides were about to collide, Saber Alter was pulled into the inherent barrier of the [King's Army]. Facing the vast desert and the endless army of heroic spirits, she just looked at the situation in front of her coldly and seemed to be expecting. A conquering king with something.
"I'm waiting for your 'dominance'." The female knight in black armor said.
"Ah?" Iskandar on the chariot scratched his head in surprise: "Don't you understand after seeing this?"
"No." Saber's dragon-like golden vertical pupils did not waver at all.
"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are the warriors who pass on my loyalty!" Iskandar opened his hands to those heroic spirits: "The eternal friends who traveled through time and space and responded to my call, they are me. The most precious treasure! It is my way to become king!"
Oh oh oh——! The heroic spirits responded like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
"You who pursue the aloof and royal way don't have such friends, right?" Rider turned around and stared at Saber, who frowned slightly: "You can choose to join me, and I will share with you the joy of conquering the world, no, conquering the universe!"
"So, even after death, you will enslave them?" Saber Alter's tone became even colder. She raised her hand to stop Iskandar who wanted to explain something, and stretched her black two-handed sword forward: " It just so happens that this is your inherent barrier, so let me show you the so-called 'kingly way of aloofness'."
"Oh?" Rider raised his thick red eyebrows, "Please."
"[King of Britain, Chief Knight of the Round Table, Artoria Pendragon, is convening a round table discussion here!]"
Saber·Alter closed her eyes and read aloud.
A huge, completely dark round table immediately appeared in front of her, and more than a dozen phantoms of armored knights appeared on the seats surrounding the round table.
"[I judge that the conquering king Iskandar in front of me is an enemy that must be eliminated. Please start voting!]" Saber raised the oath and victory sword in her hand: "[Approve or oppose!]"
A jet-black light followed the words and enveloped the blade of the Broken Steel Sword.
"[Gawain, approved]"
"[Geraint, approved]"
"[Gareth, Gaholis, approved]"
With the sounds of "recognition", more black light began to wrap around the dark holy sword.
"[Lancelot, abstain]"
"[Galahad, abstain]"
"..." Saber and other phantoms looked at the two of them, and their figures disappeared instantly.
"[Boss, approved]" "[Bedwell, approved]"
"[Kai, approved]" "[Lan Malok, approved]"
The Knights of the Round Table's comments continued. Although the Broken Steel Sword did not show any greater power except being entangled with more black light, Iskandar had already adopted a defensive posture.
"[Percival, approved]" "[Dizzt, approved]"
"[Kay, approved]" "[Eckert, approved]"
"[Mordred, object!]"
The Knights of the Round Table turned collectively again, and the black phantom that voted against this time had no intention of disappearing. Although it could not say anything other than comments, it still expressed "objection" with body language.
"[Merlin, approve the evaluation results]" said a hooded figure that appeared outside the round table.
"[End of the roundtable review! Recognize Iskandar and his heroic spirits as enemies! Allow the liberation of the Holy Sword!]"
The dark round table disappeared in an instant, and the black light wrapped around the holy sword held high by Saber had formed a tornado-like vortex. Its power even caused a sandstorm to form in the distant desert.
"Rider, let us verify your tyranny——" Saber suddenly waved the sword in his hand towards Iskandar and the group of heroes behind him, and the boundless black wave rushed towards them like it was falling from the sky. .
"[Sword of Oath and Victory (ex~calibur)!]"
40:39:41
After the heroic spirits of both sides disappeared at the same time, Kiritsugu slowly drove the off-road vehicle up the mountain road while staring at Webb warily. There was a rider beside him who specially summoned the heroic spirits to protect him in order to prevent a two-on-one situation. He couldn't carry out a sneak attack, but there was no guarantee that he wouldn't take action relying on the protection of the heroic spirit.
However, until Kiritsugu left the fighting place and arrived at Lin Hao's side, Weber remained motionless with a puzzled expression as if he couldn't figure out something.
He probably couldn't understand why Rider didn't kill us in one fell swoop. In fact, it was hard for Kiritsugu to understand those so-called knights or fair and square battles, but that didn't affect his use of those who followed this path.
"Can you get on the bus by yourself?" Kiritsugu got out of the car and looked at Lin Haodao, who was sitting in a wheelchair at the corner of the mountain road.
Maybe Rider kidnapped this girl just to force Saber to fight him one-on-one? After all, even if the assassin disguised himself as himself and sniped at Weber, he had to maintain his identity and not attack the master whose strength was completely unequal.
"Okay, hum." Lin Hao snorted at Kiritsugu, reached out and turned the wheelchair towards the car door.
This girl still doesn't like him, Kiritsugu thought as he lit a cigarette, but what happened to caster? How could he leave his master alone for so long? Although she has never cared much about this master because she can act alone, so she has been allowed to take care of herself. She usually controls the wheelchair except for Ellie's push, which is controlled by her own magic... Wait? ! Magic control? !
"Kiritsugu!" Maiya's urgent voice sounded.
At the same time, a shining black dagger stabbed into Emiya Kiritsugu's lower back.
40:31:52
"Haha, if the lecturers in the Clock Tower knew that they had created such a thing, they would definitely laugh to death."
There are not many pedestrians on the streets of Fuyuki in the afternoon, and many residents take a nap during this time. Even if they don’t have a nap habit, they still have a sense of laziness when they rush to work or study in advance despite the scorching sun.
At this time, a "vehicle" that ordinary people could not see was passing through the bustling shopping streets of Xindu at an extremely high speed. Its weird path did not touch any obstacles and passed by it. Passers-by will only feel a gust of wind blowing.
This "vehicle" looks a bit like the huge mikoshi that needs to be carried by at least sixteen people in some Japanese festivals related to gods. However, the place where the statue should be placed is occupied by two high-backed chairs. Instead, Kenneth and Sora were sitting side by side.
"Well..."
Hearing his fiancée's familiar, condescending taunt, Kenneth felt disappointed and relieved at the same time. As expected, Queen Sora in "arrogant" mode was easier to deal with, and looking at her slightly red cheeks, he knew that she was "coquettish" before. The experience is not without influence. Perhaps in the future, he will become the "complete tsundere mode" that Weber once lived - what did that stupid student learn from Japanese games!
"I just want to make a transportation tool that can keep up with Luna quickly. If power is needed, I can summon a spirit to take over." Kenneth spread his hands: "Who knew Japan would have such strange 'transportation' and 'power' .”
As the chief lecturer of the Clock Tower who is proficient in alchemy, summoning and séance, Kenneth is convinced that all his operation steps are flawless, so the reason for this strange situation may only be cultural differences-this kind of "eight old people" On what occasion would the "double sedan chair carried by the wife" be regarded as "a noble means of transportation worthy of the queen's status"?
If it weren't for these old...well, aged female souls who are very enthusiastic about the so-called sedan chairs, are powerful enough in themselves, and are moving at an extremely high speed, Kenneth would have already put this failed alchemy and The summons is lifted.
As for Luna... Kenneth looked up into the sky, where a silvery figure flew horizontally, glided, and rose sharply, continuing the cycle of horizontal flight. Luna, who unexpectedly returned to the form of a sword and shield, actually obtained the ability to maintain her position with a strange series of movements. With the ability to fly, she was heading in a straight line towards Einzbern Castle - it would have been better if she hadn't suddenly decided to go to war with her allies.
"She Saber killed her father," Sola said from the side. "It shows that the Berserker's real name is Lancelot. This can also explain many things."
"The problem is that we don't have a command spell to restrain her," Kenneth was thinking about other issues: "If we let her attack Saber, Caster may misunderstand that we decided to betray, and that would be troublesome."
Neither Emiya Kiritsugu's scientific attack methods nor Saber's superior force were as shocking as Caster's shock to Kenneth. She did things in an understatement that many famous magicians in the Clock Tower would find difficult to do. As expected of a Servant with the caster class, it was precisely because of her that Kenneth was able to take this Holy Grail War seriously instead of just treating it as a "magic competition in the countryside."
Even if the help she provided could be coldly dismissed as non-existent, the impact of being an enemy of such a powerful magician could not be ignored, and a way must be found to prevent the two sides from becoming completely hostile, at least not until Tokiomi Tokiomi's camp was completely defeated.
Boom boom boom——
As soon as the "Old Lady's Seat" left the Xindu City area, there was a huge roar like the roar of a beast from behind, and a huge golden motorcycle chased from behind, and quickly arrived at the road parallel to Kenneth. Location.
"Hey, your mount is quite interesting." The rider greeted briskly, and when Kenneth saw the rider's blond hair that was more dazzling than the motorcycle, a chill could not help but rise up his back.
That's Gilgamesh, the Ancient King.
