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Chapter 491: Melee and Appearance

In Miyama Town, under a bunker.

With the help of a magical sound transmission device, Kotomine Kirei is reporting the situation to his teacher Tōsaka Tokiomi.

With the help of the Servant Hassan's eyes, Kotomine Kirei was always observing the situation in the warehouse street in secret.

Tōsaka Tokiomi's voice came through the sound transmission speaker, clear and steady: "Kirei, can you already see the attribute values ​​of the other Servants through the eyes of the assassin?"

Kotomine Kirei bowed slightly and said expressionlessly, "Yes, teacher."

"But the berserker's properties are hidden by magic or a Noble Phantasm. That's probably the cause of the black mist surrounding him."

Tōsaka Tokiomi did not comment, and said: "In that case, it seems that the one who attacked me before was not the so-called Lancer."

Kotomine Kirei remained silent.

Tōsaka Tokiomi continued to ask: "Are there any other findings?"

Kotomine Kirei: "I have dispatched all of Hassan's remaining clones."

“The triangle direction currently occupying the high position.”

"In the entire warehouse street, in addition to Lancer and Berserker, we also found Lancer's Master, Saber who was approaching here from an obscure angle, and a silver-haired woman who was suspected to be Saber's Master."

"Teacher, do you want Archer to do it?"

Tousaka Tokiomi said calmly: "No, it's not the right time yet."

"Until we find out the identity of that silver-armored spearman, we can no longer be careless."

Kotomine Kirei: "I understand. I will continue to monitor them."

After ending the call, Kotomine Kirei heard footsteps coming from behind him.

He was startled and turned his head sharply. After seeing the person coming, he asked with a little doubt: "Archer?"

Gilgamesh, who had long since recovered from the effects of healing magic, was wearing casual clothes and barged into Kotomine Kirei's room in a very familiar manner.

He skillfully found the place where Kotomine Kirei kept his red wine and opened a bottle without asking.

He swirled the rich crimson wine in the glass, leaned against the bookshelf, and glanced at the other person with his eyes slightly raised:

"As for the wine, although the overall quantity is less, the quality here is much better than that of Shichen."

"Oh, you are really an unworthy disciple."

Kotomine Kirei ignored his jokes and, as his personality dictated, he got straight to the point: "Gilgamesh, what is the matter with you coming here?"

Compared to the arrogance he displayed in front of Tōsaka Tokiomi, Gilgamesh showed enough patience and a certain interest in front of Kotomine Kirei.

After taking a sip of the red wine, he poured the rest of the wine onto the floor.

Letting the deep red and mellow wine splash into bright flowers, Jin Shanshan finally spoke: "It's really boring to be in such a dead silent underground workshop. What do you think, Kotomine Kirei?"

Kotomine Kirei looked indifferent: "I don't care. Besides, Mr. Tokito has already given you the maximum freedom to move around. What else are you dissatisfied with?"

Jin Shanshan seemed to have thought of something when he heard this.

In an instant, he crushed the wine glass in his hand, his face darkened, and said:
"What can a grand banquet be without the presence of the king?"

"Shichen, that guy, became so cowardly just because of one incident. This person is really boring!"

Kotomine Kirei did not say much about this.

Although he seemed to enjoy some special treatment in front of the other party and could speak without restraint most of the time.

But he was also very clear that, for now, if he took the initiative to mention the name of the Silver-Armored Spearman in front of Gilgamesh, it would undoubtedly bring bad luck to himself.

So he just kept silent.

Gilgamesh lost interest when he saw this.

The figure gradually began to transform into a spirit, and only the last voice was heard:
"Kotomine Kirei, find me some information about that spearman, and let me know as soon as you find out—"

"I want to take his head and make wine to drink!!!"

The last sentence, a sonorous speech, echoed in the room.

……

The banks of the Mion River, the docks, and the warehouse streets

Kiritsugu Emiya, together with his assistant Hisau Maiya, had quietly occupied the farthest and most widely visible high sniper point in the vicinity.

Through the high-power scope of the sniper rifle, the two men used earphones to communicate with each other about what they saw at their respective positions.

This Servant War caused by Lancer and Berserker has attracted more and more participants.

When he was shocked by the sudden appearance of the second spearman.

Kiritsugu Emiya also gradually found the enemies hiding in the dark.

Top right direction...

That must be Lancer's Master.

as well as……

The one on top is an assassin? !

Emiya Kiritsugu checked carefully and his heart sank.

Originally, he wanted to take the opportunity to shoot and kill one of the masters first.

But after seeing the assassin in a higher position, Emiya Kiritsugu immediately notified Hisau Maiya to suspend the action and hide completely.

Downward
The fight between berserker and Lancer is still going on fiercely.

However, Song Ren was unable to provide Lancelot with any types of auxiliary magic support.

As a result, Lancelot, who has not yet released his final treasure, is in a somewhat passive situation.

In particular, when Lancelot caught a glimpse of Altria, who broke in openly with chivalry, he was obviously distracted.

During the battle, Diarmuid's offensive was continuous.

Although it was unclear why the opponent suddenly revealed this flaw, the golden pistol still took advantage of the opportunity to cut Lancelot's waist.

Blood immediately flowed out!

But Lancelot seemed to ignore the wound. After deliberately keeping some distance, his eyes were fixed on Altria.

Diarmuid frowned, but out of chivalry, he did not take this opportunity to take further action.

He turned around and looked at the second servant who had been invited.

Unlike Lancelot who deliberately concealed his identity, Artoria did not reveal her true face at all.

Diarmuid couldn't help but exclaimed: "Such a clear fighting spirit, I guess you must be Saber."

Altria's brows were furrowed, "Lancer?"

Who was that person last night?

As her whispering voice came out, Lancelot was so familiar with it that he was completely stunned and murmured softly: "...My king!"

As one of the twelve knights of the round table, Lancelot's greatest wish in participating in the Holy Grail War is to die in the hands of his king to atone for the sins he committed in his lifetime.

And the king during his lifetime was the female version of King Arthur - Altria.

Artoria vaguely heard this somewhat familiar whisper.

He subconsciously looked at the black-armored knight not far away. When he was wondering, the situation changed rapidly!
Above the Night
Suddenly there was a loud gunshot like thunder!
Altria instinctively dodged and stood directly in front of Ellie, while looking up towards the dome.

At the highest point of the night sky, a bright red blood rose bloomed!
One of the assassins who occupied the highest position in the triangle suddenly had his chest dyed blood red.

A face with bones attached turned its head in astonishment and looked up at the higher ceiling.

On the dark dome, something seemed to be falling at a high speed.

sieve! ! !
The whistling sound of the wind rises!

A falling shadow has become increasingly obvious!
However, what was faster than that was the bright silver spear that Song Ren threw out at random, almost running at the same pace as the enchanted armor-piercing bullet.

At the moment when one of the assassins, Hassan, was shot dead from a high altitude and fell down.

The bright silver spear also completely penetrated the assassin in another high-angle position!
Along with the assassin's body, a container on top was smashed into pieces!
Finally, it penetrated from the sky to the ground of Warehouse Street in one breath.

boom! ! !
The road surface, which had already been damaged by the battle between Lancelot and Diarmuid, was further cracked by this shot.

With a huge roar, the broken gravel on the ground shook up!

The dust rolled and spread!
Such continuous drastic changes, one scene after another, are so fast that it is almost dizzying.

Everyone was still shocked by the sudden gunshot, and then they saw the assassin falling!
But such drastic changes are not over yet.

Before he could even sigh about it, he saw a bright silver spear falling from the sky and piercing through another hidden assassin from another direction!
The power and ferocity of the thrown spear were simply astonishing!
No matter if they were participants who had already walked out, or were hiding, or even those who were observing from a distance, they were undoubtedly shocked by this sudden change!
Boom! ! !
But before everyone could digest this series of accidents, they heard another dull bang!
Hassan, the last remaining assassin, had not yet recovered from the fact that he was alone when he saw a human-shaped afterimage looming above his head.

He had just turned his head when the completely stretched instep was already touching the side of his neck!

Click——

With the crisp sound of bones breaking!
The last assassin still had an expression of astonishment on his face.

The whole person's neck was twisted, and a ray of light was drawn straight downward from the highest point!

Finally, the ground that had just cracked was smashed again and exploded!

Dust is rolling, but no one is paying attention!

Throughout the Warehouse Street, everyone looked up at once.

Staring up in a daze, I saw a vague human figure occupying the highest position in the northwest corner.

Under the moonlight, the tall figure with black hair and silver armor suddenly struck the hearts of all the Masters and even the Servants.

In addition to being shocked, it is still shocking!
The dust on Warehouse Street was gradually dissipating.

The last three clones of the assassin were breaking apart bit by bit on the ground.

Three ways to die:

The three assassin clones, one shot dead, one with a spear piercing the chest, and one with a twisted and broken neck, were recovered by the Holy Grail right under everyone's eyes.

Lancelot was also stunned.

Although he also understood something about his own master's strength, such a fierce appearance still made him recover a little from the shock of the king's appearance.

Song Ren's cold eyes swept over Lancelot.

Although his stupid behavior at the critical moment was expected, I still feel a little unhappy about it.

Lancelot also felt the scrutinizing gaze and lowered his head in increasing shame.

Now he is caught between his two masters: in life and after death.

The whole person's mental state is almost twisted.

On the one hand, it is his lifelong wish, and on the other hand, it is the chivalrous spirit he upholds...

Song Ren was squatting at the highest point, and hadn't made a sound yet.

Just under the watchful eyes of everyone, he jumped from the highest point!
On the ground, the genuine Lancer Diarmuid did not feel afraid after experiencing the shock just now. Instead, his fighting spirit became higher than ever!
He held two guns in his hands, raised his head and rushed towards the direction where Song Ren fell, while laughing loudly and saying:

"So brave! Hahahaha!"

"Your Excellency has not disgraced the name of Lancer!"

"bring it on!"

"I swear to my Lord, at the risk of my life, I will take your head in the name of Lancer!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bright silver spear fell on his head.

Diarmuid held up his gun, ready to take the first step with another shot!

However, the force that hit his head was so violent that it was beyond imagination.

In terms of strength attributes, he was already behind Saber, and was even further behind Song Ren.

The moment the two guns touched, he immediately realized that something was wrong.

Before he could even finish relieving the force, the overwhelming force had already forced him to kneel down on one knee!
Diarmuid's previous high spirits turned into a state of shock.

Just as he was about to roll on the ground to avoid the attack completely, the top of his head suddenly loosened.

I saw out of the corner of my eye that the other person withdrew his hand and at the same time moved the gun forward and backward.

The sharp change of moves made his heart beat like a drum!

He hastily raised his pistol to block.

Clang!
Under the intense vibration sound that made his eardrums roar, Diarmuid retreated again and again.

Before he could steady himself, another afterimage came chasing him relentlessly.

I can only continue to block with my gun horizontally!

However, Song Ren twisted his body and kicked in advance, with more ferocious force!

Diarmuid's knuckles were cracked and he could hardly hold the gun handle.

The magic-destroying red rose, encountered such a huge force, that it suddenly crashed back into its own chest.

As a mouthful of blood spurted out, Diarmuid was ejected like a cannonball!
The container at the rear was twisted and broken!
The tip of the gun held in front of him also left deep cuts on the ground.

After a few simple moves, he managed to stay standing.

Diarmuid finally understood the terrifying extent of the silver-armored spearmen that had been reported earlier.

On the specific technical level, although it was only a preliminary fight, he had already sensed the opponent's elite level.

But what shocked him even more was the powerful suppression force at the power level, which was almost at the fault level.

This kind of single attribute is not so exaggerated even for A++?

It's impossible that physical attributes alone can reach EX level? !
Diarmuid wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, and swept the entire audience with clear eyes, but another doubt arose in his heart.

There are seven fixed Servant classes in the Holy Grail War.

So far, I am a Lancer and the lady next to me is obviously a Saber.

The black-armored knight that I just fought with was Berserker...

Let’s exclude the assassin and the magician who died in battle last night.

Then, the only remaining Servant classes are Archer and Rider.

But neither of these two classes should have such amazing melee strength!

So, what's the problem?
……

same moment
On the viaduct over the Miyuan River, King of Conquerors Iskandar, who had been watching the battle for a long time, suddenly stood up.

The Master, Waver, who was already trembling with fear, crawled on the bridge frame in the cold wind: "What are you going to do again?"

Iskandar laughed excitedly: "It would be a great pity in life if I didn't participate in such a wonderful scene!"

Weber was surprised and said, "Ah, shouldn't we wait until the end when the fishermen reap the benefits?"

Iskandar laughed loudly, his unbridled heroic spirit spreading in the night wind:
"Look carefully, boy! These guys are heroes of the world!"

"Wouldn't it be more interesting if we could conquer one or two?"

Weber was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth: "Idiot, do you know what you are saying?"

Iskandar didn't care, he just stared at the warehouse street across the river and said excitedly: "Are you ready, kid?"

Weber had a sad face.

(End of this chapter)