Tonight's battle was, on the one hand, a replay of the duel in Warehouse Street a few nights ago, but the hand-to-hand battle between the two was more intense than the first battle - more violent, more direct, more tragic, it was
A frontal confrontation of force and force.
The two of them no longer tested each other, nor did they use tricks to confuse their opponents. Lancer's double spears kept stabbing and sweeping, and Saber's sword fully exposed its edge. Neither of them used tricks or tricks.
It is faster and more solemn. After one party performs a move, the other party immediately goes all out to launch a counterattack that can surpass this move. It is purely a technical contest, with the sword edge and the spear tip facing each other, more intense and more intense.
Swords and magic spears are intertwined, facing each other tit for tat, and the sparks that burst out are simply dazzling. The conflict between the legendary treasures driven by power and speed far exceeding that of humans breaks through the speed of sound and is close to the speed of light. Observation has been lost.
In order to realize the meaning, the magical skills that reached their limit at this moment of fierce battle were engaged in a superb contest with each other.
I don't know how many rounds they have fought, maybe dozens of rounds, maybe hundreds of rounds. It is impossible to judge with the naked eye. After the two people's guns and swords met, they became deadlocked and began to compete with each other's strength.
At this time, Lancer smiled brightly and said excitedly to Saber:
"As expected! This is the battle I have been looking forward to! Where are you, Saber!"
"?!"
After vigorously shooting Lancer's crossed double guns, Saber stared at Lancer.
"Reconsideration!"
"Very good! Then continue!"
So the two sides clashed with guns and swords again.
'Yes! Very good! Very exciting! It is indeed a drama that I want to see even if I get hurt!'
The battle between the two Servants, who were fighting with all their strength, could be said to have heated up to a very intense level from the very beginning, which of course made Illya very happy to see it.
'It's really worth the money! Well...this is...'
At this time, in Illya's induction, in addition to Lancer's master who was present at the beginning, there were suddenly three more magic waves, and two of them were very familiar to Illya - Emiya Kiritsugu and Ku.
Umaiya's magic power fluctuates.
"Isn't it... bad!"
After thinking for a while, Illya understood the purpose of Miya Kiritsugu and Kuu Maiya appearing here. Coupled with what Lancer asked at the beginning, she could already guess who the unknown magic wave belonged to.
It’s out—the fiancée of the lancer’s master…
So Illya immediately revealed the sacred-shackle (sacred shackle) and threw it towards the middle of the two fighting servants.
The huge cross that suddenly fell from the sky undoubtedly severely hindered the duel between the two Servants that was getting better.
After the two servants had to stop fighting each other, everyone present looked at the owner of the cross.
“holy!”
There was fire in Saber's eyes, and she was obviously extremely angry at Illya's behavior.
"snort!"
Lancer looked sarcastic and disappointed. He thought it was because Illya's master was impatient and was preparing to attack.
"Little Ilia?"
However, when he saw Irisviel actually looking at Illya in confusion, Lancer finally understood that there must be some hidden secret in this.
After shaking her head at Irisviel, Illya turned her attention to the two servants.
"Well, don't be impatient yet."
"What happened?"
Lancer's question made Saber lose her anger, because she also thought that since Illya had promised not to interfere in their duel in advance, there should be some important reason for her current behavior.
"What happened?"
"Well... I said you are too immersed in the duel, right? Haven't you noticed it yet?"
Illya's words made the two Servants a little confused. Isn't it a sacred duel like this that one should devote one's heart and soul to!
"What did you find...!!!"
"!!!"
After sensing the surrounding situation, the two servants woke up - there were three more magic waves on the scene.
"Kiritsugu, come out! There is also Lancer's master, and you too!"
Following Illya's call, Emiya Kiritsugu walked out of the shadow of the abandoned warehouse. On the other side of the abandoned warehouse, Lancer's master also appeared in a wheelchair.
"Please pause for a moment and let me deal with the situation here. Don't worry! Lancer, during this period I will not let anyone hurt your master, and your duel will still proceed as it is! This is what I say as a
A promise made with the dignity of a servant.”
Seeing Ilia's solemn promise, Lancer opened his mouth, but finally chose silence, deciding to believe Ilia's promise.
So Illya waved her hand, and the sacred-shackle disappeared from the scene.
"Saber, Irisviel, please wait here and leave it to me alone."
Then, without waiting for an answer from the two of them, Illya walked towards the abandoned warehouse.
"Let's find a place to talk first! Of course, this is not allowed to be refused! But the things we talk about below will be good for both of you..."
After hearing what Illya said, Emiya Kiritsugu, who originally wanted to refuse, nodded and walked into the abandoned warehouse first.
Lancer's master sighed and obeyed, because now he had no advantage at all, not to mention that the opponent still had hostages in his hands, so he could only let everything go.
After taking a look at the woman lying in the middle of the warehouse, Illya spoke to Emiya Kiritsugu first.
"Kiritsugu, I know what you want to do, but I hope you stop first. I have a better plan."
"Really? Then just tell me."
Emiya Kiritsugu decided to listen to Illya's so-called better plan before making a decision.
"I'm sorry, Lancer's master. Only Emiya Kiritsugu and I can know what's coming next, so please wait a moment."
Illya glanced at Lancer's master, and then placed a soundproof barrier in his helpless eyes.
"Say it."
After watching Illya finish setting up the barrier, Emiya Kiritsugu spoke calmly.
"You are planning to use that woman as a hostage, and the master named Lancer will use a command spell to make Lancer commit suicide, right?"
Illya did not answer Emiya Kiritsugu, but asked him a question.
"Yes."
However, Emiya Kiritsugu did not ask impatiently.
"You should promise to the other party that if you do this, you will not kill him and that woman, right?"
"Yes."
"However, I think you had a backup plan. You promised yourself not to kill them, and finally asked Kuu Maiya to do it, right?"
"……Yes."
Emiya Kiritsugu was silent for a while before answering this question slowly.
"Don't worry, I don't have a sense of justice like Saber, and I won't block your plan. The best plan is the one that can solve the problem simply and without worries. But... the premise is that your plan is better than mine.
!”
"Okay, tell me your plan."
At this time, Illya turned her attention to the two servants who were waiting for the result outside the warehouse. She grabbed a sapphire on the cuff and played with it unconsciously.
"Hey! Kiritsugu. Do you think Saber who was here can defeat Lancer? Oh! By the way, I forgot to tell you that I have healed Saber's injury, so she can use her left hand now."
"……able."
Facing the question raised by Illya again, Emiya Kiritsugu thought for a while and chose the affirmative answer.
"So since they can win, why not let them have a good fight?"
"It does no good and is just a waste of time and energy."
"No! No! It's not that there is no benefit, it's just that you didn't realize it."
"What's the benefit?"
At this time, Illya fell silent. After thinking about it, she asked Emiya Kiritsugu again:
"You should know Irisviel's role in this Holy Grail War..."
Upon hearing this, Emiya Kiritsugu's pupils shrank rapidly, and after suppressing his inner struggle, he slowly replied:
"……Yes."
"Then, you should know her physical condition first. You should also know what will happen after Lancer is killed..."
"……Yes."
"So, do you know that a peaceful and peaceful soul that gets its wish is much easier for Irisviel to bear?"
"……have no idea."
"In this case, why not let them have a good fight?"
"...Just do as you say..."
In the end, Emiya Kiritsugu chose to compromise, and he still loved Irisviel deeply in his heart.
This chapter has been completed!