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Despite her dissatisfaction, Saber now knew very well that she had no other choice. Whether for her own wishes or for Irisviel's safety, she could not continue to be confused. She had to win, she absolutely had to win! She could not allow her Master to continue losing Command Seals because of her own willfulness.

"Oh? Have you recovered?"

Seeing Artoria regain her fighting spirit and gradually quicken her movements, Scáthach couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Very good, that's how it should be, or rather, you should have done it a long time ago, otherwise, fighting would be pointless!"

After a sigh, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom changed her tactics in the battle, immediately switching from passive defense to active attack. She swung her two scarlet magic spears from even more tricky angles, aiming straight for Artoria's heart.

However, Artoria was clearly not going to let her succeed so easily. Facing Scáthach's deadly attack, she suddenly twisted her wrist and then swung her whirlwind blade at her without hesitation.

In an instant, an even more violent collision erupted, centered on the two of them.

……

Tohsaka House.

"The spear technique of this divine realm can even hold its own against Saber and Assassin for a short period of time. The martial arts of the Queen of the Land of Shadows is indeed hard to comprehend."

Tokiomi Tohsaka, who was watching the battle through his familiar, slapped his thigh, his face showing anxiety.

Just seeing Scáthach's sharp, magical spear and unparalleled martial arts made him increasingly uneasy. At the same time, it further solidified his earlier belief that he was right.

Scáthach, the Godslayer, is indeed a major threat in this Holy Grail War. She poses too great a threat to Gilgamesh, so she must be eliminated!

After a brief period of observation, Tokiomi Tohsaka's already impatient heart grew even more restless. Watching so many people on the battlefield fail to assassinate Scáthach, only to be killed with a single spear thrust, his anxiety intensified. He even abandoned his carefully cultivated composure, cursing, "Useless!"

This useless Assassin, I never expected him to have such difficulty assassinating a modern magician. Although Scáthach's influence is there, anyone can see that Scáthach's attention is mostly tied up with Saber at this moment.

But even this failed, so how could Tokiomi Tohsaka not feel anxious?

It's important to know that the commotion they caused was quite significant, resulting in countless casualties. Although they had prepared to close the area, they couldn't maintain it for very long.

His old friend Kotomine Ryougi just called to ask what was going on here. In addition, the other Masters must have also found out about the situation. If the battle is not resolved quickly, it will probably turn into a seven-rider melee like the first night, and then everything will be in vain.

However, he was completely unaware that Assassin was never a expendable resource for direct attacks. Instead, the increasingly uncontrollable situation made Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had been so confident of victory, panic once again.

"Damn it, we can't let this drag on any longer!"

He clenched his fists, then turned around abruptly and gave a new order to Kirei Kotomine standing behind him.

"Kirei, use Command Spells to command all Assassins to unleash their Noble Phantasms. You must kill El-Melloi!"

"...Yes, teacher."

Kirei Kotomine calmly raised his palm and then used the Command Spell as instructed.

Compared to the anxious Tokiomi Tohsaka, he was noticeably calmer at this moment.

……

—Bang bang bang! !

Meanwhile, on the other side, the war, with its flashing swords and clashing shadows, continued.

As Scáthach repelled Artoria's attacks, she gradually became engrossed in the fight and decided that time was almost up, so she simply abandoned Kenneth beside her.

Two-on-one combat is definitely too restrictive; it's better to take out the opponent in front of you first.

As for those Assassins... there are more suitable people to deal with them.

Judging by the time, she has stalled for quite a while now. Since the Hero King has not yet appeared, he probably won't come.

So, the simple fun is over, and now it's time for us to launch a counterattack.

"Go ahead, Lemon Head, it's almost time, you can get started."

Before letting go, Scáthach gave Kenneth a special reminder, as a signal that the battle was about to begin.

"Lemon head..."

Upon hearing this address, Kenneth frowned, about to shout a rebuttal. However, considering his current predicament, he could only refrain and focus his attention on the upcoming battle.

"I understand. Now you can deal with Saber, and I'll handle the rest of the Assassins."

"Is everything alright? Then I'll leave it to you."

After a brief exchange, Scáthach's fighting style became less restrained. Her slender figure gracefully stretched in mid-air, and then two dazzling crimson beams suddenly pierced the night sky.

--boom! !

The moment the gun and sword clashed, an even more terrifying power erupted.

"what?!"

This sudden and fierce attack made Artoria's eyes widen.

“Surprised? Actually, there’s nothing surprising about it. It’s just that the warm-up is over, and I’m about to get serious.” Scáthach smiled slightly, then casually asked, “Are you ready now, Saber?”

--call out!!

Without giving Artoria any time to react or answer, Scáthach suddenly flipped the magic spear she was holding in her palm.

Then, the shorter magic spear burst forth with a blinding light, gradually illuminating her and Saber's faces, and then...

A dark red meteor shot up into the night sky, carrying Saber dozens of meters backward. Without hesitation, she took off after it.

"That guy really walks fast..."

Seeing Scáthach's swift and agile movements, Kenneth couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He had barely finished saying he was going to start when, before he could say anything more, the other side had already impatiently moved the battlefield.

This made him feel somewhat emotional.

However, despite his feelings, it's time for him to launch a counterattack.

Kenneth slowly retreated, looking around at the increasing number of dark figures. His eyes grew colder, and his lowered hands quietly clenched into fists.

They actually forced him into such a sorry state, those damned guys...

He won't let them off easily.

However, he was clearly not the only one with this thought at the moment. Assassin, who had been unable to get close to Scáthach's magic spear due to fear, finally saw an opportunity after Scáthach moved the battlefield with Artoria.

Without Scáthach's protection, Kenneth and his men swarmed at him like hunting dogs seeing meat, dozens of dark figures rushing towards him in one go, wanting to tear him to pieces right there.

To ensure absolute success, Kirei Kotomine even used Command Seals under the orders of Tokiomi Tohsaka.

"By order of the Command Spell, Hassan the Hundred Faces used his Noble Phantasm to kill El-Melloi."

The order was given, and a command spell, acting as a binding force and enhancement, immediately took effect on Hassan the Hundred-Faced.

They then decided not to give Kenneth any further chances and directly activated their Heroic Spirit Noble Phantasms—

【—Delusion and Illusion·Zabaniya.】

As Hassan the Hundred Faces Noble Phantasm was activated, the shadows throughout the ruins began to tremble violently.

In the distorted shadows, hundreds of figures of all shapes, sizes, genders, and heights appeared. Without exception, they all had pale, skeletal faces, staring intently at Kenneth before them, and then they began to act together.

He possesses one hundred personalities, has one hundred clones, and is proficient in all assassination techniques; his name is Hassan the Hundred-Faced.

Although they have lost nearly half of their original strength, they were able to summon back their dead clones using their Noble Phantasms through the Command Seals.

At this very moment, what appeared on the battlefield were all the clones possessed by Hassan the Hundred Faces. They would transform into their employer's blades, stabbing fiercely at the enemy.

Seeing the Assassin in front of him unleash his Noble Phantasm to summon all his clones, Kenneth felt no fear, but rather a strange urge to laugh. He hadn't expected the Assassin's Master to be so cooperative, actually sending all the Assassins over with his Noble Phantasm just to kill him.

That being the case...

"Then I won't hold back. Let me show you what El-Melloi's wrath is all about!"

Kenneth's face was grim, and his gaze fell upon the hundreds of Assassins in this territory.

"Lancer, come back here!"

Just before they charged toward him and were about to arrive, the Command Seal on the back of his hand burst into a blinding red light.

"...Your subordinate arrived late to protect you, and caused you alarm. Please forgive me."

Under the influence of the Command Spell, he would have already returned long ago. However, due to Kenneth's orders, he did not show himself directly.

"It's alright, Lancer. A few useless Assassins are nothing to me. How could they possibly harm me, a monarch? It's just..."

"Assassins, you guys seemed to be having a lot of fun just now..."

His gaze revealed murderous intent, causing even Finn, who had just been summoned back, to look at him with a sidelong glance.

"A golden Lancer? You're the Master of two Lancers?!"

Upon seeing Finn's appearance, the previously confident Bai Mao Hassan's eyes suddenly narrowed, and an ominous premonition immediately arose in his heart.

"But do you think you can protect yourself from us with just one horse? Magician!"

Looking at Finn in front of her, she hesitated for a moment, but she was not easily intimidated by him. After all, she was also one of the leaders of the assassination order—one of the successive Hassans.

Unfortunately, she was forced to issue the order by the Command Spell, but she clearly did not properly assess the strength of both sides, nor did she understand why Kenneth was suddenly so confident.

"Hahaha, it seems you're completely clueless... Assassin, I truly pity the stupidity of you and your master."

Covering his face, which was somewhat disheveled from his recent escape, Kenneth's murderous intent was almost tangible. He coldly addressed the Hassans and their men before him...

"Now it's time to send you off the stage, you despicable Assassins!!"

bluff?

Looking at Kenneth in front of him, Bai Mao Hassan couldn't help but have this thought.

After all, having already unleashed their Noble Phantasms, if they swarmed forward, even the Godslayer Finn wouldn't be able to kill them all in a short time.

If they could seize this opportunity and kill Kenneth, they would have succeeded. They might even have a chance of winning, but...

The next moment, a bad thought suddenly arose in their minds.

Almost the instant Kenneth finished speaking.

A deafening bugle call suddenly rang in their ears, followed by a cacophony of sounds of battle.

"—Hahahaha!! Come, tell me, what is conquest?!"

Finally, accompanied by hearty laughter, a loud voice, seemingly coming from nowhere, posed a soul-searching question to them.

"What is the true path to benevolence?!"

The next moment, the yellow sand that rose into the sky swallowed up the entire world in an instant.

Chapter 5 Desperate Situation and Reversal (5 words)