The Witcher: The Journey to Transcendence from Marvel...

Chapter 217 Bait

"Saber, now is not the time for battle." Irisviel's voice echoed in Artoria's mind.

The two communicate directly through mental energy, a special method that allows them to exchange messages without being detected by others.

Irisviel's voice was filled with worry and reason; she knew now was not the best time to fight.

Artoria nodded slightly, indicating her agreement with Irisviel's opinion.

"Let's go back first," she said softly.

The two women slowly retreated, their movements cautious and careful, remaining vigilant at all times.

Artoria's gaze never left Wes.

After they disappeared into the crowd, Wes remained standing quietly, showing no sign of making a move.

"I'm sorry, it's all my fault..." Matou Kariya lowered his head, his face full of apology.

"No need, my face will be revealed sooner or later," Wes said casually, suddenly remembering something. "By the way, from now on I am Caster."

"???" Kariya Matou looked completely confused. "Aren't you Berserker??"

His eyes were filled with confusion; he couldn't understand why Wes would suddenly change his identity.

"My physical skills are far inferior to those of other Heroic Spirits, and I'll be exposed very quickly. Anyway, I've already dealt with Caster, so there's no problem impersonating him."

Wes said nonchalantly, a confident smile on his face.

This is just a minor strategic adjustment and will not have a significant impact on their plans.

Kariya Matou rubbed his forehead and said helplessly, "Whatever makes you happy."

He knew he couldn't change Wes's decision and could only accept it.

"Don't worry, victory will definitely be ours." Wes's voice was firm and powerful, full of confidence.

On the other side, Artoria was speeding along the highway in her car.

A-level riding ability ensures safety even in heavy traffic.

The car sped along the highway like a cheetah, leaving a blurry trail in its wake.

"Saber?" Alice, sitting in the back, looked worriedly at the cars outside the window.

"I have a bad feeling." Artoria's voice was low and serious, and her eyes flashed with vigilance.

As a Heroic Spirit, she has very keen intuition and can sense the danger around her.

"You mean," Alice's voice trembled slightly, "that guy will catch up."

Artoria dialed Kiritsugu Emiya's number and handed it to Alice.

After a while, Alice hung up the phone. "Okay, I understand."

Her voice was filled with helplessness and worry. "Kiritsugu said that if there's a chance, we should keep him occupied."

Artoria slammed her right hand on the steering wheel, making a dull thud.

"Is that guy trying to use his own wife as bait?" Her voice was full of anger and dissatisfaction.

In her view, Kiritsugu Emiya's actions were unacceptable and irresponsible towards Alice.

"Saber, Kiritsugu, he just..." Alice tried to explain for Emiya Kiritsugu, but her words sounded so powerless.

She knew that Kiritsugu Emiya's approach was the right choice; in order to achieve final victory, they had to make some sacrifices.

Artoria remained silent, her heart filled with contradictions and struggles.

As a Heroic Spirit, her mission is to fight to fulfill her master's wishes.

But in the process, she also had to face some difficult choices.

Ultimately, Artoria decided to follow instructions.

She drove the car into the forest, hoping to use the terrain to her advantage and keep Wes occupied.

The car drove through the forest, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wes, who was floating in the sky, saw it and followed it. He could guess that it was a trap.

But he was not afraid; in his view, this was just a contest of wisdom and strength.

Now, it all depends on their methods to determine who is the oriole and who is the mantis.

The car sped into the forest and gradually slowed down.

The rugged road surface resembled a winding, giant python, full of bumps and obstacles, making it completely unsuitable for high-speed driving.

The wheels bounced and groaned on the uneven ground.

Countless light projectiles shot down from the sky like meteors, carrying immense power and instantly piercing through branches and trees.

The once sturdy branches snapped under the impact of the light blasts, and the leaves fell like snowflakes.

The tree was riddled with holes, and wood chips were scattered everywhere.

Artoria drove the car nimbly, trying to dodge the dense barrage of light bullets.

Her eyes were focused and calm, her hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, and she kept adjusting the direction.

However, the light bullets were so dense that they hit the car one after another.

The car was shaking violently, billowing thick smoke, and looked like it could explode at any moment.

Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!

Artoria made a quick decision, picked up Alice, and jumped out of the car.

Their figures moved like light birds, instantly leaving the soon-to-be-scrapped car.

After landing, Artoria ran headlong into the depths of the forest without hesitation.

Alice nestled tightly in Artoria's arms.

However, a stone wall suddenly rose up in front of them, blocking their way.

"Behind us!" Irisviel shouted a warning.

Her voice was filled with terror, as if she had seen something horrible.

Artoria quickly turned around and saw that black flames were about to strike the two of them like a surging wave.

A sword instantly appeared in Artoria's hand, its scabbard gleaming with a mysterious light.

A barrier quickly protected Irisviel, and she herself drew her longsword without hesitation, cleaving through the sea of ​​fire.

The flames instantly split in two by her sword, scattering to both sides.

Wes slowly appeared, a faint smile on his face.

"As expected of Saber, or rather, the King of Knights." His voice was full of admiration.

Their identity has been exposed.

The two women exchanged a glance, their hearts filled with surprise.

They hadn't expected the other party to discover Saber's identity so quickly.

Artoria pointed the holy sword Excalibur at Wes, her eyes filled with vigilance.

"State your name."

Her voice was firm and powerful, full of authority.

Wes shrugged, a helpless smile on his face. "I'm not a knight."

Artoria frowned.

"He's quite the perfectionist," Wes said, before suddenly launching an attack.

"Disarm your weapon."

The spell struck Artoria instantly, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Artoria possesses anti-magic power capable of nullifying magic circles and powerful instant contract spells. Modern magicians are virtually unable to harm her.

Magic spells below A level will be nullified.

Given her Saber class, she's practically a mage killer.

"That's more interesting," Wes said, gripping his wand in his right hand.

(End of this chapter)