On how PhDs become human evil

"What terrifying power! Could it be that Caster was sniping from afar?"

Saber looked around warily, while Diarmuid, who was opposite her and heard her speak, turned his head away in embarrassment.

(Excuse me, this might be Fafnir's cover sniping... sniping... I think so?)

Clearly, these two ancient relics from the mythical era have no idea what high-tech weapons are, so—sir, times have changed.

P.S.: Update

P.S.: Do you guys think I should set up a bounty? It seems like other authors set up bounties before publishing their work, then cry and say you guys are inhuman while happily working like word machines to pay off their debts.

P.S.: Because some people said there wasn't enough sweetness between the main character and his wife, which is different from the book title, I'm thinking of bringing Chen and Otto over.

Section 103, Chapter 8. Your Majesty, it's your turn to make a move.

Not far from the Fuyuki City docks, looking at the crater blasted out by the laser cannon, Kenneth remained silent for a moment before saying, "Lancer, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and deal with Saber!"

"Was that attack just now carried out by Fafnir?" Sora asked, standing next to Kenneth.

Kenneth nodded and said, "There's no one else but him. That kind of powerful attack must be the result of ritual magic. Fafnir submitted a paper to me on how to perform ritual magic, and all the theories are quite feasible."

Personalized ritual magic.

If the old monsters in the Clock Tower knew about this, they would probably be so shocked that they would run out of the magic workshop. After all, while ritual magic is incredibly effective, the preparation work is also ridiculously complicated.

Thinking of this, Sora shifted her gaze to Kenneth and found that her fiancé was as calm as ever, standing ramrod straight.

"As expected of you, you remained so calm even after witnessing such amazing magic. You're becoming more and more like a monarch."

"After all, he is my sworn brother, and I know how capable he is."

Kenneth said calmly, but despite his outwardly composed demeanor, he was actually completely devastated inside!

(Holy crap, what has that little bastard come up with now! Such a powerful cannonball is conspicuous even at night! Did he waste all the stealth of magic?!)

If Kenneth knew that Bai Jie's attack was purely a scientific result and had not involved magic in the slightest, I wonder if he would be so angry that he would vomit blood.

"Squeak... Ah, is it connected? Brother, can you hear me?"

Bai Jie's voice came through the earphone that Kenneth had been wearing.

"Diarmuid seems to be a bit troublesome. Should I unleash my Noble Phantasm? Or should I launch another sniping attack?"

"No, no need." Kenneth refused without even thinking. "You want me to snipe you again? Are you trying to destroy the docks so the mystery will be exposed to the public?!"

Looking in the direction of his Servant's battle, Kenneth said, "The game is over, Lancer. Let's finish this quickly. I'll allow you to use your Noble Phantasm."

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"...I grant you permission to use your Noble Phantasm!"

Upon receiving the order from Kenneth, Diarmuid's mad expression vanished instantly. He then tossed aside his short gun and gripped the red spear, now free of the binding cloth, with both hands.

At that moment, a strange sensation rushed to Artoria's head, and her battle-hardened instincts told her—something was coming!

Diarmuid was the first to make a move.

Compared to the dazzling and varied moves he had used before, this straight strike even felt clumsy, as if he hadn't anticipated Saber's next move at all... no, he hadn't even intended to defend against her counterattack.

Artoria deftly blocked the incoming spear with her sword, but the spear, which should have been harmless, suddenly stirred up a strange wind.

Centered on the clashing spears and swords, a whirlwind suddenly arose without warning. Of course, it was just a gust of wind, lasting only for a moment, and there was no other magic involved.

But the question is where the wind came from, because it was clearly not caused by Diarmuid's gun.

As the whirlwind rose, a light also appeared, which was also the reason for Artoria's surprise.

However, only Artoria seemed surprised, while Diarmuid laughed and scoffed at her astonishment: "Your sword has been exposed."

"It is about 3 feet long, the guard is about 4 inches wide, and the blade is about 5.5 cm wide. The total length, including the blade, guard, and hilt, is about 3.5 feet. — These are very normal blade dimensions."

Bai Jie's voice came through the earphone. Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, Bai Jie's perception was already terrifying. Based on the position of Artoria's hand and the position where the light had just appeared, deducing the exact length of the blade was as easy as eating and drinking.

"However, even if I don't say it, Diarmuid can probably deduce it from his intuition."

“Indeed, as you say, but I am very grateful for your help, Lord Fafnir.” Diarmuid looked at Artoria, who was still in surprise. “However, I never expected to have the opportunity to test my skills against you. Anyone who has crossed time and space to reach the Throne of Heroes will recognize that holy sword. But what surprises me even more is that the famous King Arthur is actually a woman.”

Are you looking down on me, Lancer?

"How could that be? I said it from the beginning, I won't make any distinction based on whether the opponent is male or female."

The red spear spun once, its blade aimed at Artoria. Diarmuid instantly transformed into a whirlwind, reducing the less than ten-meter distance between the two to zero in an instant, and thrusting out the red magic spear wildly!

That was a speed comparable to lightning, and the layers of gun shadows transformed into a raging storm within this speed. The sharp gun blades were like the fangs of deadly vipers, constantly launching surprise attacks on Artoria!

Diarmuid was originally a dual-wielding warrior, but that doesn't mean he was bad at single-wielding!

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang clang!"

Dazzling sparks erupted as the Excalibur and the Demon Spear clashed, brightening the pitch-black night and sending everything around them hurtling with the force of the impact.

The foot that stepped on the ground shattered the earth, and the air pressure from the weapon it wielded severed the street lamp.

The wind murmured softly.

Faced with a space that was completely contrary to the physical laws of the world, the surrounding air emitted a nervous wail.

A violent storm raged across the deserted dock, destroying and trampling everything in its path.

A melee between just two people could destroy an entire street.

This is simply a reenactment of mythology.

Thunder ripped through the sky, and raging waves shattered the earth... The world of fantasy was miraculously brought to life.

The battle between Diarmuid and Artoria seemed to transform the world into their own. Anything that tried to intervene was ruthlessly driven away. In fact, the sheer force of the wind generated by the mere close-quarters combat was enough to deter ordinary humans from even approaching. A mere graze could result in an incurable and severe injury.

However, a third party did just that!

An object streaked across the sky in a straight line, heading straight this way, and even scattered purple lightning sparks across the night sky.

What descended upon the battlefield was a chariot. Judging from its appearance, it was an ancient chariot with two chariot heads. However, what was tied to the chariot shafts was not a warhorse, but a muscular and robust bull with rippled muscles. The bull's hooves trod through the air, pulling the luxurious and magnificent chariot.

Standing atop the chariot is a gigantic heroic spirit that immediately evokes the image of an orangutan.

"Both sides, put away your weapons! Before me, the King!" Iskandar roared as he suddenly appeared on the battlefield. "My name is Iskandar the Conqueror, and I have participated in this Holy Grail War and obtained the Rider class."

The moment the words fell, the entire hall fell silent!

At the top of the building, Bai Jie patted Xilin on the head as she was gnawing on a chicken wing and said, "Conqueror, lightning, king... Xilin, why do I feel like you and him have the same persona?"

"Humans, prioritize supplying me with magic," Sirin said in a low voice. "I never thought even a red ape would start causing trouble for me. It seems the time for judgment has come!"

Sirin (Old Sandalwood Face): Conqueror King, you've got to be a collector's item!

P.S.: Update

P.S.: Emmm... my bad habit of copying original text has resurfaced. A large portion of this chapter is copied and pasted from the original novel by Fate/stay night. I apologize for this; I'm sorry for padding the chapter.

P.S.: I'm going to put up a bounty: 100 recommendation votes, 1000 donations, 50 blades, 30 monthly tickets, and so on. There's no limit. The deadline is the 16th. Although I don't think anyone will respond to this bounty, if you're so bold, let me owe you a few hundred chapters! (Arrogant.jpg)

Section 104, Chapter 9. Sirin: Gilgamesh, if you keep spewing nonsense, what are you doing?

Iskandar, a name that may not be familiar to most people, but his other name is absolutely legendary—Alexander the Great.

He was a famous military strategist and politician in ancient world history. He unified the entire territory of Greece, then swept across the Middle East, occupied the entire territory of Egypt without losing a single soldier, crushed the Persian Empire, and marched his army to the Indus River Valley. He occupied three of the world's four ancient civilizations.

It conquered a total area of ​​approximately 500 million square kilometers.

Because of his great achievements, later historians called him the Conqueror!

Now, this king, who has left an indelible mark on history, has descended into this Holy Grail War as a Rider. But what is unexpected is that he actually revealed his true name at the very beginning!

"What are you thinking, you idiot!"

Waver, who was standing next to Iskandar, was completely devastated. Everyone knows that you can't reveal your true name in the Holy Grail War! But this brainless King of Conquerors actually revealed his true name right from the start! Doesn't this put them at a disadvantage from the start?!

With a disdainful sneer, Diarmuid cast a sharp, hawk-like glance at Iskandar: "I will lift the Holy Grail—this is the vow I made to the only new monarch of this world. The one who lifts the Holy Grail will definitely not be you, Rider."

"Did you interfere with my duel with the knight just to make those jokes?"

Artoria continued Diarmuid's question, her expression devoid of even a smile. To the serious Artoria, Iskandar's suggestion was inherently unpleasant.

"Conqueror King, your joke has gone too far. This is an intolerable insult to a knight."

Faced with the difficulties from both Artoria and Diarmuid, Iskandar laughed as if nothing had happened: "The treatment is negotiable."

Upon hearing these words, an inexplicable fire immediately ignited in Diarmuid and Artoria's hearts!

"Pfft! What an interesting Servant. You've certainly summoned an interesting fellow, Waver."

A hearty laugh came from the shadows, startling Weber, who was following Iskandar. He then exclaimed, "That voice... Could it be... Could it be... Fafnir?!"

"I was quite surprised too. I never expected to meet you in Japan in this way. Life is truly full of surprises, isn't it, Your Majesty?"

This time, everyone finally discovered the source of the sound and turned their gazes to the crane not far away, where a white-haired boy was sitting, laughing and joking, and standing beside him was a stunningly beautiful queen with cascading white hair.

(Impossible! That should be the Assassin's location! When—)

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was hiding in the shadows, was taken aback. He was certain that the Assassin had been there just seconds before, but in just a few seconds, the Assassin had disappeared!

"Hmm... I have a feeling someone is watching me from the shadows. Spying isn't a good habit."

Bai Jie's voice rang out again. Before anyone could realize what he was saying, two aerial spears fell from the sky, hitting the spot where Emiya Kiritsugu and Hisa Maiya were without fail!

"Thank you, Your Lady Queen."

“If you dare to order me around again, you’ll be the one pierced next, human,” Sirin said coldly, then turned her gaze to Iskandar. “Is it you? You foolish human who commands thunder and calls himself the Conqueror.”

"What do you mean by self-proclaimed title... I, Iskandar, am indeed the Conqueror King, but who are you, Queen?"

With the space beneath her feet, Sirin's body surged with lightning, and countless dark clouds instantly drifted into the sky, with purple lightning flashing and exploding among the clouds.

"I am the embodiment of Honkai!"

"BOOM!!!"