Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Then, Lancer's body gradually became transparent and disappeared from the spot.

The girl slowly turned around, her cold eyes scrutinizing the bewildered Yan, and said in a deep voice:

"The troublesome bugs are finally gone. Master, you shouldn't be injured by an attack of that magnitude, right?"

"Huh?" Yan Huan stared at the girl in front of her and couldn't help but ask:

"Are you my servant?"

"Probably." The girl glanced at her own body and said disdainfully.

"I can feel the connection between us."

"If nothing unexpected happens, I will be your Servant."

"So, who are you, a prominent figure in Pinocene's history?"

Yan Huan scratched his head, recalling the black power he had just experienced, and felt that the great man from Pinocchio shouldn't be so sinister.

"I do not belong to this world."

“Of course, you can call me Artoria Pendragon Alter…”

"However, in the Holy Grail War, it is more appropriate to refer to me as Saber."

Lia revealed a wicked smile:

"At the moment of summoning to the present world, the Holy Grail granted me the knowledge necessary to participate in this Holy Grail War."

“In the past, some called me a knight, and some called me a king.”

"But for now, I am merely your servant."

I will bring you victory.

"Saber?" Looking at the girl in front of her, Yan Huan was finally able to confirm that she had truly summoned a Servant.

The girl had a head of thick, shiny, golden-gray hair.

Her hair was tied up at the back of her head and decorated with a black bow, making her look playful yet elegant.

Her facial features were soft and delicate, with a pair of deep, bright golden eyes that revealed a cool and resolute temperament. Her fair skin added to her aloof and elegant appearance.

Artoria was dressed in a black outfit, with an overall style that was both glamorous and dark.

The clothing is tailored to fit the body, highlighting her graceful figure.

The sleeves are wide and decorated with exquisite patterns at the cuffs, adding to the garment's sophistication.

Black bows adorn the chest and waist, adding layers and design to the outfit while complementing the overall dark and glamorous style, showcasing her unique and powerful aura.

all in all……

It looks really fierce.

"Where are you from?" Yan Huan couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, Master, are you so interested in me?" Saber said with a light smile.

"Speaking of my hometown... it's a place called Camelot, which you probably haven't heard of."

"Camelot? Yes, I've heard of him."

Yan Huan said seriously:

“I have a friend named Gui Naifen, whose real name is Guinevere, and she is from Camelot.”

"Unfortunately, it has been destroyed, but there are still some survivors. My friend has an older brother named Lancelot."

"Oh?" Lia asked, somewhat curious.

“Guinevere…hehe, this is extremely interesting.”

"Are she and Lancelot siblings in this world? Their biological siblings?"

"To be honest, when I was king, my nominal wife was named Guinevere."

"And she colluded with my subordinate Lancelot."

"Huh???" Yan Huan's eyes lit up immediately.

"So you killed them later?"

"Hehe, Master, I'm not as cruel as you imagine," Ria recalled.

"My marriage to Guinevere was nothing more than a political one. My true identity as a woman was a secret all along in order to become king."

“I am very grateful to Guinevere for staying with me and keeping my secrets.”

"I'm actually quite pleased that she and one of my subordinates became a couple."

"Of course, perhaps they don't understand me..."

Liya glanced at Yan Huan and couldn't help but ask:

"Master, why did you give up resisting just now and let that scum touch your body?"

“I can sense that you are not weak, and you are not an unarmed mortal.”

"Because I thought I didn't have a Servant." Yan Huan shrugged.

“Even under these circumstances, two groups of people came to mess with me. I don’t want to play this game anymore.”

"I have a friend who is also a Master. I was thinking of going to her place as a spectator after I quit the Holy Grail War."

"Oh dear?" The voice of March 7th came from not far away.

"Yan, even though you say you won't help me, you actually still care about me quite a bit!"

"Huh?" Yan Huan looked in the direction of the voice and saw March 7th walking slowly towards her with her attendant.

"You're not here to mess with me too, are you?"

"How could that be?" March 7th laughed.

"We're like brothers, of course we should cooperate first."

"Let's take down the other Masters first, then play rock-paper-scissors to decide who gets to make a wish, isn't that great?"

“That makes sense.” Yan Huan nodded slightly, then explained to March 7th:

"Do you see my servant? Your Majesty, Artoria Pendragon Alter!"

Upon hearing this, Saber smiled knowingly at March 7th:

"Although it is somewhat inappropriate for Master to reveal my true name, I am not afraid of these things."

"Ah? The King?" Looking at the girl in black finery beside Yan Huan, March 7's eyes lit up.

"That looks amazing!"

"However, my servant is no less impressive; she used to be a saint."

"Come on, Avenger! Let Yan's Lia see how powerful you are."

"This is my servant, Jeanne d'Arc Alter!"

“Jeanne d'Arc Alter?” Lyra stared at the Servant of March 7th, a slight smile curving her lips.

"That's a familiar name."

Chapter 1515 Two Strange Servants

"What are you looking at, you scheming woman?"

Joan of Arc stared at Lydia with a look of disgust:

"It's a pitch-black thing, almost as filthy as me."

"It's truly unfortunate that the Master was able to summon a Servant like you."

Yan Huan couldn't help but scrutinize the servant named Jeanne d'Arc Alter.

Her short, light blonde hair was neat and stylish, and she wore a black helmet with ram's horn design, partially covering her forehead.

His exposed eyes were a bright golden yellow, with a sharp and somewhat unruly gaze.

His facial features were sharp, and a faint smile played at the corners of his mouth, exuding arrogance and confidence.

The armor, predominantly black, features a complex and layered design.

The armor on the shoulders and arms is both sturdy and exquisite, with dark red decorations along the edges, adding a touch of the eerie.

Her cloak was tattered and had unique black patterns, which made her look domineering when it fluttered in the wind. The overall outfit highlighted her powerful, cold and crazy character traits.

"How come she looks so much like my Leah?" Yan Huan scrutinized Jeanne's appearance repeatedly.

"Huh? Me, looking like her? Don't be ridiculous." Joan of Arc looked disgusted.

“Master, why don’t you just put her back in the summoning circle? Anyway, you and my Master are on the same side. I can lead you to victory by myself.”

"Is that so?" Lia looked at Joan of Arc and smiled dismissively.

"I know you, Joan of Arc, Alter. Can you write now? Would you like the great king to teach you?"

"Tsk, what do you mean!" Joan of Arc narrowed her eyes, her hand resting on the black rapier at her waist.

"If you want to fight, I can totally satisfy you."

Seeing the two men on the verge of exchanging blows, March 7th quickly intervened to smooth things over:

"Stop arguing! Did you two know each other before?"

"Heh, it seems this Holy Grail War is full of familiar faces." Lia quietly observed the three of them.

"Now that the two Masters have formed an alliance, please introduce this world to us."

……

While the train crew and Servants were having a meeting, Lancer stood on a high place staring down, his expression growing increasingly depressed.

"What bad luck... two awful people actually got together."

"What's wrong, Cú Chulainn? What are you looking at?" A bronze-skinned man with short white hair walked over slowly and looked down with Lancer.