In this crossover anime, Yoshikage Kira longs for a peaceful life.

Yoshikage Kira ordered in a detached tone, "There are Assassins watching nearby. Go and take care of him."

Asagami Fujino skillfully made a cut around Sora's neck, immediately eliciting a furious glare from Lancer. However, with their lord's fiancée in their hands, Lancer dared not make a move and could only swallow his anger and carry out orders to vent his frustration on Assassin.

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With Lancer's departure, the situation on the field changed once again.

Saber didn't hesitate to abandon the self-absorbed Rider and return to defend in front of Irisviel.

At the same time.

In the eyes of Hisayu Maiya, who was sniping with a sniper rifle, Assassin, who was standing on high ground, suddenly disappeared without a trace, as if he had never existed.

"Kiritsugu! Assassin has disappeared!"

Hisayu Maiya hurriedly issued a warning.

"Ok?"

Kiritsugu Emiya frowned slightly and pointed his gun at the spot where Assassin had been standing, where there was indeed nothing.

However, Rider's Master is under his protection, and Saber has already returned to Irisviel's side.

Even if Assassin wanted to assassinate them, it would be very difficult for him. So where would he go?

Could it be that they're going to hunt down Lancer's Master?

After all, Lancer's Master had just used two Command Seals, and with only one left, he wouldn't use it easily. Now was indeed the best time to assassinate him.

But Kiritsugu Emiya always felt that things weren't that simple.

"Maimi, let's chase after them!"

Kiritsugu Emiya immediately gave the order; he intended to investigate.

At least we need to figure out what Assassin is all about.

Of course, if Assassin's assassination attempt fails, he can also help by finishing him off.

"it is good!"

Hisayuu Maiya carried out Kiritsugu Emiya's orders without hesitation, showing no concern for her ally who was still in danger.

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"Oh, this is really a headache."

Life is tough, even the emperor sighed.

He originally planned to retaliate fiercely as long as Lancer's Master ordered Lancer to attack him.

But since Lancer's Master wanted Lancer to go back and save people, he had no reason to stop him and even felt a bit of admiration.

Someone who would make Lancer's Master go to great lengths to save must be very important to him, right?

Rider turned his gaze to the blonde female knight and asked with a very serious attitude:

"So, Saber, would you like to seriously consider my suggestion?"

"I refuse!"

Saber raised the invisible sword in her hand, answering him with action.

"Really? That's a real shame."

Rider muttered to himself, unconsciously rubbing his temples with his fist, "But if there are only two of us, it's really not appropriate to have a conversation in this kind of setting..."

Rider quickly recovered from his frustration, looked up, and shouted:

"Hey? There are others here, aren't there? Those guys lurking in the darkness, those heroic spirits drawn by the clear sound of clashing swords, I'm sure I'm not the only one, am I? Heroic spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, gather here now!"

"Those cowards who are afraid to show their faces will be despised by Iskandar, the conqueror king!"

Saber looked around warily, remaining by Irisviel's side the whole time, not daring to leave her side for even a moment.

Although she knew that Irisviel possessed the power to rewind time, that was not a reason for her to be complacent as a knight!

Rider's provocation was downright stupid, but even with such stupid remarks, there are always people who will take it personally.

light.

The purest and most dazzling golden light slowly coalesced at the top of the street lamp into a servant clad in dazzling golden armor!

Its name is—

Glittering!

"That coward who calls himself 'king' just because he doesn't respect me is truly ignorant of his own limitations!"

Faced with Gilgamesh's extremely arrogant and disdainful provocation, Rider scratched his cheek:

“Even if you speak rudely, I, Iskandar, am the well-known King of Conquerors.”

"What a joke! The only hero in heaven and earth truly worthy of being called king is me! The rest are nothing but mediocre monstrosities!"

Rider shrugged:

"Since we've come this far, why don't you tell me your name first? Since you are also a king, you can't be afraid to state your title, can you?"

"Ask me? You bastard, how dare you ask me! You enjoy the honor of being able to pay homage to me, yet you dare not recognize me. Such an ignorant person does not deserve to live!"

Archer's bloodshot eyes blazed with arrogant fury as he stared intently at the 'insolent' giant, revealing a chilling murderous aura.

On his left and right sides, in the empty sky, golden vortexes slowly rippled outwards.

The next moment, a blade gleaming with dazzling light emerged from the rippling golden vortex.

Swords and guns, all kinds of weapons, were drawn from their sheaths and were decorated in a dazzling and shiny manner, exuding an irresistible magic.

That's clearly not an ordinary weapon; it can only be a Noble Phantasm!

"Haha, hahahahahaha!"

In the dark sewers, Matou Kariya's eyes were bloodshot with hatred as he leaned against the wall, letting out screams and maniacal laughter.

"Tokiomi Tohsaka, I will definitely kill you!"

First crush your Servant, then kick this disgusting magician out of the Holy Grail War.

"Kill! Berserker!"

boom!

On the outskirts of the battlefield, the black magic that was rising gradually solidified and took shape, forming a stubborn and unyielding shadow as the armor creaked and rubbed against it.

Yes, Shadow, his figure can only be described as 'shadow'.

His entire body was covered in black armor, devoid of any elaborate decorations or polished finish; it was simply an extreme black, like darkness itself, as dark as hell. Even his face was concealed by a helmet, and only from the narrow gaps within the helmet could one see the piercing light emanating from his eyes, burning like wildfire!

"Watch out! Saber, that's Lancelot! He'll attack you directly!"

Irisviel quickly issued a warning.

Saber frowned and said meaningfully:

"Irisviel, I don't know where you got this information from, but that's not Lancelot!"

If it were a berserk Lancelot, she might not be able to tell the difference if the original color of his armor couldn't be seen.

but.

The only thing she would never forget was the shadow before her eyes, even if it turned to ashes!

"Huh?"

Irisviel was slightly taken aback, but Saber had already stepped in front of her, whispering a warning:

"Irisviel, step back! Although it's not Lancelot, you're right about one thing: she'll come straight at me!"

"she?"

Irisviel blinked, realizing that things had gone astray. Without hesitation, she nodded slightly and stepped back.

In terms of combat power, she is far inferior to the Servants.

At times like these, the most important thing is not to cause trouble for Saber.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

The black-armored knight let out a chilling roar, and her helmet automatically split open to the sides, gradually merging with her armor.

The girl's face, hidden beneath her helmet and shrouded in ominous black mist, was revealed, her eyes radiating a scarlet light.

And that face is exactly the same as Saber's!

"Saber?"

Even Waver, huddled inside the chariot, couldn't help but gasp in surprise. But when he looked to the other side, the real Saber was standing there, looking serious and ready for battle.

Before the Servants present could figure out what was going on, the girl in black armor raised her black sword high amidst a meaningless roar.

"really!"

Saber took a deep breath. The moment she saw Berserker remove her helmet, Saber knew what she was up to and said coldly:

"It seems the berserk state has made you lose all your reason. That's fine, I won't hold back either!"

Her cold words seemed to further enrage the black-armored knight, who let out a barely audible roar:

“Clarent Blood Arthur (rebellion against my magnificent father)!”

Saber also raised her sword high, uttering the true name of her Noble Phantasm:

"Excalibur!"

Archer and Rider stared blankly at the inexplicable battle, momentarily forgetting their hostility towards each other.

No.

Who starts with a powerful move right away?

"Saber, we won!"

Irisviel clenched her little fist excitedly.

Saber is on the right, this wave is definitely going to be their victory!