The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

"excuse me!"

A familiar voice rang out.

Kiana then sensed a sharp aura emanating from beside her.

Without hesitation, she summoned the King's Sword and swung it with a flick of her wrist.

A loud 'bang!'

Lancer's attack was neutralized, but he himself was unable to withstand the immense force and was sent flying backward.

However, the combat power of heroic spirits is not simple.

It is absolutely impossible for them to surrender immediately because of this one attack.

So Lancer steadied himself after a somersault and continued to watch Kiana intently with his two guns.

"Lancer, I didn't expect to see you again so soon?"

Upon seeing this handsome Heroic Spirit for the second time, Kiana was no more polite than before, and still coldly questioned him:

"Do you know what you're doing? As a contestant, you're dealing with other Servants and Masters, not me, the judge."

"Hehe, sorry. Of course I know that, but..."

Lancer seemed to know he was in the wrong, so he slowly stood up and wiped his mouth.

“My Master has given me the order to protect Lady Sora.”

"Oh?"

Upon hearing his words, Kiana slowly turned her head to look at Sora.

Master? If I had to name one, there seemed to be such a person before the battle with Gilgamesh that day.

However, at that moment, all his attention was focused on Gilgamesh, who had suddenly appeared.

So, who is Lancer's Master again?

Kiana tried hard to remember, but couldn't recall such a person.

For a moment, she couldn't help but admire how low-key this Master was.

But now the question is, who exactly is that person?

After thinking it over, it definitely couldn't be this red-haired woman in front of me, could it?

"Sora, I know you're not a Master. But Lancer was sent to protect you? Who exactly are you?"

"hehe."

When Kiana asked her a question, Sora didn't answer directly, but just gave a sinister smile.

Then, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"Ruler, who I am is not important. What matters is whether you are willing... to hand over the Command Seals!"

"Another Command Seal?"

Kiana gripped her sword tightly, and for a fleeting moment, she wanted to complain.

Are you guys here to compete or to steal Command Seals?

Why are you always targeting my Command Seals instead of fighting against others?

"What if I refuse to hand it over?"

Kiana raised her sword and questioned her.

"Heh, Lancer!"

Sora, without backing down, began to order Diarmuid around, clearly determined to rob him outright.

This Ruler is so fair! (F/Z): Chapter 10 Gilgamesh, are you all in cahoots?

"But I refused."

Diarmuid seemed to have no intention of carrying out Sora's orders.

Although he remained on high alert, he did not show any intention of launching an attack.

It seems that, just as he said, he was simply carrying out his Master's orders.

Protecting this red-haired woman is generally...

His reaction, however, made Kiana's tense nerves relax slightly.

"It seems that although he is a Servant, the spirit of chivalry still holds him back to some extent."

Kiana thought to herself.

Then, she slowly raised her sword and pointed it at Diarmuid.

"It seems we don't necessarily have to fight to the death, Lancer."

"That is indeed the case, arbitrator."

The handsome lancer raised his gun and replied with a flourish, "My code of chivalry forbids any harm to a lady."

"Huh? So I'm not a lady?"

Kiana countered with a crisp and decisive question.

"No, in my eyes you are a knight just like Saber."

"So, you acknowledge me as an opponent? That pleases me greatly."

Kiana spoke, raising her sword horizontally and pointing it at Diarmuid.

Although this guy's appearance is unsettling, his spirit is admirable.

He was dutiful and humble; had he lived in peacetime, he might have become a knight with a strong sense of professional ethics.

To be respected by others.

However, at this moment, he was not in a peaceful area.

“I respect you as a knight, Lancer, so I will not use a Command Spell.”

Out of respect for the spearman, Kiana decided not to use Command Spells.

She felt it was unnecessary, since the opponent was at most a heroic spirit, whose main advantage seemed to be physical strength.

In addition to his physical strength, he can also use gems and enhanced attributes to counter him.

Therefore, there is no need to waste precious Command Seals.

"Should I thank the adjudicator?"

"If you want to thank me, then thank me, but..."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Kiana launched a sudden attack, slashing her sword down at Lancer.

I don't need your thanks!

'when!'

With a loud clang of metal clashing, the Flame King Sword and the twin pistols clashed violently.

The flying sparks foreshadowed the immense force exerted by both sides.

A fleeting ray of light illuminated the dimly lit alley.

But this is merely the prelude to the storm.

'Ding ding ding!'

Several more sounds rang out as Kiana swung her sword several times, only to have it blocked by Lancer.

Her swordsmanship was already very powerful, but Lancer's power was not weak either. Although she was always no match for him, she was still able to barely resist by relying on her magical enhancement.

Upon seeing this, Kiana frowned:

“My patience has its limits, Lancer.”

Kiana finished speaking again, slightly turned her arm, flicked her wrist, and the sword in her hand immediately changed its trajectory, slashing down at Lancer from above.

Ding~

With a crisp sound, Lancer crossed his arms and raised both guns.

However, the immense force forced him to physically parry it for a time.

Kiana's sword cleaved his chest, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound.

But it didn't have much of an effect on him; he just frowned but didn't take a single step back.

"So strong! Is this all the power you have? Arbitrator, you truly are someone who can stand up to someone like Archer!"

Diarmuid shouted as he rapidly channeled his magic to heal his wounds.

But never underestimate someone!

"Come and see what I'm capable of!"

Lancer spoke calmly, and with a sudden jerk, a white stream of energy surged into his twin pistols.

This airflow contained extremely terrifying energy fluctuations, like venomous snakes slithering through the night, sending a chill down one's spine.

Kiana, however, didn't seem to care.

Although she could sense that the energy emanating from the opposing Lancer was terrifying.

But she didn't care.

Because she believed she had more trump cards than Lancer in front of her, even more than Lancer and Saber combined.

Therefore, she was not afraid at all.

"Drink!"

She let out a delicate shout, stretched her arm forward, and a crimson ring appeared on her palm.

"boom!"

With a wave of her right hand, the power of the flames erupted from below.