Humans in Type-Moon, Path of the Heroic Spirit

Chapter 46: Without even a moment's mourning for Gilgamesh, the one who immediately rushed to the battlefield was——

"First, use the first magic spear to "pin the enemy to space" with a close-range attack, depriving them of their freedom. Then, use the second magic spear to throw with all its might, severing their life."

"This is the special skill called the Spear of Deathly Flying. How is it? Have you learned it?"

"If you can't learn, then I think you should know the consequences, my dear disciple."

The sexy and beautiful purple figure flashed through my mind, and her teachings were still ringing in my ears.

During the three years in the Kingdom of Shadows, the knowledge that Scathach taught Kamiya Yu was not only the original runes and various martial arts, but also the most profound skill - the spear that penetrates death.

That was a spear technique that even Cu Chulainn, the Son of Light, had not mastered. It could only be separated and evolved into two treasures: the Spear of Piercing Death Thorns and the Spear of Thrust Death Fly.

At the moment of releasing the true name of the Noble Phantasm, Kamiya Yu threw the magic spear in his hand with all his strength, and it turned into two red lights, rushing towards Gilgamesh.

"idiot!"

Faced with this lightning-fast attack, Gilgamesh snorted disdainfully. He planned to use the treasure to transfer himself first, and then release the power of the Sword of Separation.

But the space around him had already been fixed, and he was unable to move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the red magic spear pierced through his body.

Puff-!
As the sound of a sharp weapon piercing flesh rang out, the Hero King's soul core was completely shattered.

Blood slowly flowed from the corner of Gilgamesh's mouth, and then a large amount of red liquid gushed out from his chest.

"That old woman really taught you something incredible. She even taught you the God-killing Spear..."

The golden armor gradually became transparent, and the upright body turned into spirit particles and began to dissipate. Gilgamesh spoke calmly.

"I recognize you, Kamiya Yu."

"As a reward for passing the trial, I can give you a piece of advice."

Gilgamesh lowered his head, stared into Kamiya Yu's pale golden eyes, and said meaningfully.

"Once you embark on that path, there's no turning back. You must remember that the power of the gods can erase the human soul."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Hearing his words, Kamiya You suddenly felt a little uneasy in his heart, and hurriedly asked.

"Hahahaha! This king has no obligation to answer you. When the time comes, you will naturally understand."

Looking at the confused Kamiya Yu, Gilgamesh laughed happily, then turned into spirit particles and completely dissipated in the air. The many treasures scattered on the ground also disappeared.

Can the Riddler get out of Type-Moon?
Gilgamesh's incomprehensible words made Kamiya Yuu feel a little annoyed. He hated people who only said half of what they said and pretended to be mysterious the most.

However, the opponent has already left the field, and it is impossible for me to kill him again.

So, Kamiya Yu could only fall down with a depressed mood and return to the ground.

"That was truly an incredible Noble Phantasm!"

Soon, Iskandar drove the ox cart to Kamiya Yu's side, gave him a thumbs up, and said with a look of relief.

"If it weren't for you, I would have thought we would have been in a tough fight again."

Not far away, the soldiers who had managed to survive also cheered in victory. For them, it was a great honor to be able to participate in such an unprecedented battle.

"No, it's all thanks to everyone's help that things went so smoothly." Kamiya Yuu calmed down his complicated feelings and said with a smile, "And the biggest contributor to this battle is Saber."

"Without him, we wouldn't have been able to withstand the terrible flood."

"Your Excellency is too kind. I was only able to break Archer's Noble Phantasm because of some special ability." Old Sword shook his head and said modestly. As the words fell, everyone smiled at each other, revealing their admiration for each other without concealing it.

"Now that Archer has left, our temporary alliance has lost its meaning."

After a while, Iskandar suddenly clenched his right hand and made a serious suggestion.

"We are all quite exhausted right now. How about we resume the fight for the Holy Grail tomorrow?"

"I don't know, what do you think?"

The fact is just as Iskandar said, in tonight's battle, every servant has basically used their Noble Phantasm once, and their current condition is not very good.

This proposal was naturally approved by the servants present.

Then, amid the cheers of the soldiers, Iskandar lifted his inherent barrier.

Everything shattered like bubbles, and the scenery turned back to the deep night. The few of them stood in the courtyard of Einzbern Castle again.

The bright white moonlight reveals silence, and there is not a speck of dust in the air.

However, what was strange was that Irisviel, who was supposed to be waiting in the courtyard, had disappeared.

Noticing this strange change, everyone felt a sense of foreboding, as if something bad was going to happen next.

But before they could ask any questions, a scarlet light lit up from the corner, and then formed a surging magical power slash, attacking them.

.........

Before Iskandar lifted the inherent barrier, in a dark corner of the courtyard.

"Hehehe... I didn't expect to be able to enter so smoothly. It seems that the Master of the Einzbern family has made some preparations."

Hiding in the shadows, a short figure muttered to himself.

"But that's exactly what I want. It's just a bug clone anyway. Even if it's destroyed here, it doesn't matter."

As a five-hundred-year-old veteran, Matou Zouken was very cautious. He sent his insect clone into the Einzbern castle, while his real body hid in a forest not far away.

"…Now is your time to come into play, Berserker."

Feeling the unusual fluctuations in the space of the atrium, an excited look appeared on Matou Zouken's face. He raised the hand engraved with the Command Seal and gave the order without hesitation.

"By the Command Seal—Berserker, unleash your Noble Phantasm and unleash a magical slash towards the courtyard!"

Under the Berserker class, the fallen Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot, does not have the ability to launch a light cannon.

However, if under the forced command of the Command Spell, it can still release powerful magical slashes.

As the words fell, strange lines suddenly appeared on the young face of Matou Zouken, who was hiding outside the castle, as if there were countless insects under his skin, rolling back and forth along the blood vessels and nerves.

The magic power transformed from vitality began to be continuously provided to Lancelot in the castle.

“Ahhhhh——!”

Like a mad dog that had lost its mind, Lancelot let out a ferocious roar, and ominous magic began to rise from its body.

Immediately afterwards, a pitch-black magic sword suddenly appeared in his hand, and heavy magic power began to condense on the sword.

Then, the moment Kamiya Yu and others appeared, a surging scarlet slash was released outward.

I have half of one chapter written and will post it tomorrow. If there is any repetition in the last content, I will need to refresh it. There was an error when I separated it just now.

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