The strong wind roared, and the two figures that could not be captured by ordinary people left cracking scars on the ground during the constant confrontation. The dense cracks spread like spider webs.
Every collision between the two people would cause a storm due to the terrifying power. Lancelot's expression had gradually changed from the seriousness at the beginning to seriousness. If you look closely, you can see that his expression was still a little startled.
So strong... My king from another world, so strong!
Although thinking this way might belittle Arturia, from Lancelot's own feelings, the Saber in front of him was better in combat.
It's not just the difference in attributes, but also in terms of mentality. Artoria's perfect royal way is most directly demonstrated in Saber.
Kind yet ruthless, perseverant yet decisive. Apart from the vague innocence, Saber is very similar to the King Arthur in Lancelot's impression.
I came as a berserker as a container. Although after changing the master, the compensation for losing the madness was offset by the master. After pulling out the Noble Phantasm without any worries, my attributes will only be better, but I am not a Saber after all. level.
The innate correction brought by this strongest class makes him just on the same level as him now. Even if he often gains the upper hand with his exquisite technical advantages, Saber will quickly close the gap.
This was not because Lancelot was shaken by facing someone who needed atonement, but an ironclad fact.
During the interplay, Lancelot's whole body was shot with electricity, he slightly moved the magic sword in his hand back towards Saber, and then took advantage of the situation and swung it down hard.
Saber's skills honed on the battlefield are also considered excellent, but in Lancelot's opinion, there are still flaws. If this blow hits the target, Saber will be cut into two pieces.
However, his sword was empty.
The sword blade, as gorgeous as the shining lake, collided fiercely with the holy sword bound in the scabbard transformed from the concept of restraint. The majestic wind magic rotated and delivered, forming a capable A pure white storm that drowns everything.
The Holy Swordsman, who had no time to block Lancelot's slash, not only did not forcefully turn around to deal with the fatal blow, but simply followed the posture he had just retreated from, released all his magic power, and cooperated with the Wind King's barrier to make himself The body and the sword rotated together.
The blade danced mercilessly under the high-speed rotation. The direction of the strong wind spurting out of the holy sword in Saber's hand changed the direction of the wind. It was able to deflect Lancelot's attack and turn the raging wind into a ferocious force that could ravage everything. Tornado.
Again, Lancelot asked himself, under limited conditions, he should not be careless, but in the face of this situation, he could only choose to jump back.
"Are all the guys who can release magic power monsters? They have exploded several times, but they are not even tired."
This skill has a very special position. People without it will be very strong, but people with it will definitely not be weak.
It seems to be just a simple act of adding magic power to the body and weapons, but to be simple, the prerequisite for possessing this skill means that its physical ability itself is very monster and can withstand such a high amount of magic output.
When there is a gap in attributes, it is just a fighting technique and a way to make up for shortcomings. When the attributes of the two parties are similar, this ability becomes an important strategy to reverse the situation of the battle.
"call--"
Saber took a deep breath without pausing. His heart, the heart of the magic furnace, pumped hot magic power, filling his body and allowing him to quickly recover. When Irisviel was his master, his fighting style It has also become a lot more luxurious.
He looked at Lancelot with shining eyes and said calmly: "Mr. Lancelot, you are really strong. In the past, I could fight you all day long, but now, do you want to stop?"
Saber said calmly: "In hand-to-hand combat, although your skills are stronger than mine, you can't achieve results for a while. If we really want to decide the winner, we must release the true name of the Noble Phantasm."
"Although your master has kidnapped my master, judging from the results, he probably has no ill intentions. Therefore, I do not want to engage in a life-or-death battle with you at this time."
No malice?
Lancelot smiled bitterly. He didn't have much contact with Roland, and he was somewhat grateful for his behavior. But despite this, he also understood that Roland didn't care about his or Saber's life or death. His master just wanted to see the collision between the two. bring about chemical reactions.
See change, see enlightenment, see death.
From this point of view, he does not have any ill intentions, because in a sense, he treats himself and Saber equally, and he has a calm sense that the meat will always rot in his own pot.
"My King, although I think such an honest battle between knights is very rare and may never happen again, I am willing to accept a temporary truce because I also have questions to ask you."
Lancelot's voice sounded in Saber's ears.
"My dream is to die by your sword and get the punishment I deserve. So, what can make you have this unwilling desire?"
"I want to save my country and Britain."
Saber expressed her wish in a sad but determined voice.
"..."
But even though he was mentally prepared, this innocent wish still shocked Lancelot.
"Are you trying to... deny the history that continues from the past to the present?"
"I don't want to do this, but I have to save my motherland. In order to prevent the bloody tragedy from happening again, and in order to prevent that hell-like scene from happening, I have to do it."
Ah-the correct king, the perfect king. He is the most selfless and greatest incarnation of a king. He is the ideal king who is longed for by all knights. He is the king who is willing to be beneath him and sacrifice his life. .
Even if thousands of years have passed, even if he comes from another world, this nobility still makes people admire him.
Although Lancelot does not think that this ideal will achieve the correct result, if this is King Arthur's choice, he will willingly offer the sword.
Because those who have not seen Britain struggling in death and suffering will not understand.
The kingdom that was originally prosperous went into ruin due to King Arthur's cold but correct decision, and due to the rumors spread by some bastard that "King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts", it was so breathless.
"If Wang wants to do it again, this might not be a bad idea..."
Lancelot's fighting spirit was reduced a lot, and the sword was slightly lowered. It was rare to receive such direct approval. Saber was also a little surprised and showed a warm smile.
"Thank you, Sir Lancelot. If you agree, then it should be right. I shouldn't be the one who pulled out that sword..."
"What did you say?"
Lancelot raised his head suddenly, a flash of scarlet flashed across his pupils, and madness and murderous intent continued to emerge from his body.
Shouldn't the king who pulled out the sword be Arthur? Do not make jokes!
It is clear that King Arthur did nothing wrong, but it is us, the sad knights, who are wrong.
"How dare you...how dare you deny everything King Arthur has done!"
The faded madness turned into power again and seeped into Lancelot's body. Although the level was much lower than before, it was enough to prove his madness at the moment.
Britain can come back again, but the choice of King Arthur will never be allowed to change.
History can be overturned, but the legend of King Arthur will never be allowed to fade away.
Even if someone wants to deny this period of history, even King Arthur himself will never allow it!
In Saber's stunned eyes, Lancelot let out a ferocious roar and rushed over again.
"——A king who doesn't understand people's hearts like you! I want to correct you!"
