The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

Although he didn't know exactly what he had done wrong, he knew that this was not the time for him to speak.

It's best to wait and see...

Kiana's attitude towards Lancer was completely observed by Artoria.

"What a stern judge."

This was the thought in her mind.

After a moment, Artoria sheathed her sword and slowly questioned:

"Arbitrator, why have you descended here? Is it to adjudicate my duel with this knight?"

Seeing that the other party had actually said what she wanted to say, Kiana nodded in slight surprise.

“That’s right. As the adjudicator, I expect you to fight under my watchful eye.”

"I have no objection, but I don't know if Lancer agrees?"

After learning Kiana's purpose, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief and then admitted that she didn't have many thoughts about it.

Then, she turned to look at Lancer, wanting to know what this handsome man thought.

However, something unexpected happened to her.

"Sorry, please wait a moment."

Lancer covered his ear as if listening to something, and after a moment he let go and nodded.

"I apologize, I just consulted my lord's opinion. I have no objection."

"Oh? Hmm."

Kiana glanced at the man, then said nothing more.

Compared to Artoria, Diarmuid's attitude seemed much more humble.

Perhaps it's because he's just a knight, while Artoria is the King of Knights, which is why they have completely different views on their Masters?

Now that both sides have decided to fight...

"Then you may begin, as long as you do not alert the others."

Kiana let out a long sigh of relief and then began to fulfill her duties as the adjudicator.

But...it's funny to think about.

She was unaware of the proper etiquette for battles between knights, and all she could do was stand before them, sword in hand.

As for the rules of combat...

The most important rule of the Holy Grail War is that there are no rules.

The Holy Grail does not restrict how an opponent must be defeated.

Therefore, Kiana does not intend to restrict either of them too much.

However, she was actually overthinking it.

Because both sides, bound by chivalry, are unlikely to resort to reckless tactics.

"Then... let's have a fair duel, Saber!"

After confirming that a battle was about to begin, Diarmuid quite decisively pointed his weapon at his opponent.

To express her respect for chivalry, Artoria fearlessly drew her sword and pointed it at Diarmuid.

The knight with a spear and the knight with a sword stood facing each other.

Although the two were a little far apart, they seemed to have already engaged in close combat.

A chilling atmosphere arose spontaneously.

Kiana held the King's Sword and watched the duel unfold before her in silence.

"Such a powerful aura! Even before making a move, it's already extraordinary. If the class monitor were here, he would definitely marvel at the presence of such a master."

Kiana calmly observed the scene, but couldn't help thinking to herself.

The battle that followed almost entirely confirmed her suspicions.

The two Servants before me are, one is the King of Britain, and the other is a renowned warrior from Ireland.

Both sides are remarkable individuals, and their strength is certainly worthy of their reputations.

With a whoosh, Saber and Lancer vanished from their spot.

When they reappeared, the gun and the sword were already clashing fiercely.

"So fast!"

Kiana couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Although it was only the first step before the battle, the seemingly teleportation-like attack just now was enough to identify these two...

It almost represents the limit of human physical capabilities achievable with cold weapons.

With such skill, it would be a piece of cake for him to fight his way in and out of a massive army!

With the clanging of weapons, sword strikes and spear sweeps created eye-catching sparks in mid-air.

The figures of the two knights appeared dreamlike and ethereal under the firelight.

"Watching such a duel is a real treat."

Kiana thought to herself.

However, before she could admire it for long, a series of crackling sounds of lightning came from afar.

You can still faintly hear hearty laughter like "Hahaha!"

The sudden sound attracted the attention of the two Servants and the adjudicator who was watching the battle.

Without hesitation, everyone looked in the direction from which the sound came, and saw a tall and mighty man driving a golden chariot soaring through the air.

On the chariot, besides the man in the red robe, there was also a boy who looked rather frail.

"What a strange combination."

Kiana muttered to herself, then instantly realized who the newcomer was.

Alexander the Great, the Conqueror...

This Ruler is so fair! (F/Z): In Chapter 5, no matter which timeline, this golden Pikachu is just so annoying...

He was a strong, red-haired man. He was so tall and imposing that the somewhat effeminate black-haired man next to him looked like a little follower.

Such a strange combination makes one quite curious: who exactly is that fussy, black-haired man?

Of course, most of those who harbor such doubts are followers.

Judges like Kiana could recognize him almost immediately as Rider's Master, Waver Velvet.

"A guy? Hmm...maybe he's an art student?"

For some reason, Kiana's first impression of Waver was much better than her initial impression of handsome men like Diarmuid.

Perhaps it's because this guy, compared to Diarmuid... is more like a girl?

"It seems rather cruel that a boy like this would join this war..."

Kiana thought to herself.

Of course, this actually has little to do with her.

All she needs to do is provide a level playing field for all the participants.

Do your job well, and you won't cause trouble for others.

That's what Kiana was thinking.

"Hey, Arbitrator. Do you know who's with Rider?"

However, just as she remained silent, Diarmuid, who had been confronting Saber, put aside his airs and asked a question.

Of course, his words, though seemingly inquiring, were actually a ploy to extract information.

After all, all participating Masters and Servants should understand the importance of keeping their Master and Servant identities secret.

Information gaps can completely determine who wins and who loses.

Kiana didn't understand why he would use such a clumsy way to get information, but she naturally ignored it.

Otherwise, it would be very unfair to the other participants.

Therefore, Diarmuid's discussion was pointless.

But the handsome man was not discouraged by this; instead, he still maintained a confident demeanor.

It makes one wonder if he deliberately used something offensive to the arbitrator to elicit information from Kiana.

However, something unexpected happened to this self-satisfied and extremely confident knight...

"Rider! Hey, I'm your Master! Why don't you ever listen to me?!"

With a roar from Webber.

Both the Servants present and those hiding in the shadows were embarrassed.

Kiana touched her chin, unsure of what to say.

He could only think to himself, "This shouldn't have anything to do with me, right?"

No one expected that the first to be exposed in this death game involving seven Servants would be Rider's Master.

A magician who looks inexperienced, as if he has just graduated from school.

This was something they hadn't expected at all.

Rider, too, was exasperated by Webber's slip of the tongue.

"I said... Weber, do you realize what you just said?"

"Huh? Ah..."

Upon hearing his servant's reminder, Waver finally realized what a foolish thing he had done.