In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

She initially thought it was just a simple repair, which was why the Fuyuki Bridge was closed. But after sensing this magical force, she immediately realized that things were not so simple; it turned out that Cú Chulainn was fighting with other Servants.

Suddenly, Bazette remembered that Cú Chulainn had called her not long ago, saying he was going out to stretch his muscles and asking if she was interested in coming over.

Bazett was busy processing orders at the time, so he didn't hear clearly and thought Cú Chulainn just wanted to go out and have fun. So he told him to be careful and to do whatever he wanted. Little did he know that what Cú Chulainn meant by "stretching his muscles" was actually a duel with another servant.

Without any hesitation, Bazett glanced at the dozen or so food delivery orders he hadn't yet delivered, gritted his teeth, and resolutely pushed his electric scooter to the side of the road. Then, without hesitation, he ran against the flow of traffic and sped towards the Fuyuki Bridge.

At the Tohsaka family home.

At night, because her younger sister went to visit relatives and Lo Wei suddenly disappeared, and she also had to help Merry adjust her body, Rin Tohsaka sat on the chair with extreme helplessness and boredom.

Just as she was so idle that she started writing down exactly how much money she owed, she was suddenly taken away from half of her body.

Eresh squinted and looked up toward the direction of the Fuyuki City Bridge.

"Another Servant war has begun..."

"What? Where is it? Where is it?!"

Ereshkigal's sudden words also brought Rin Tohsaka to her senses. She hurriedly turned her head and looked left and right, but she could not feel anything.

However, just as she was wondering, Ereshkigal couldn't stand it anymore. She covered her forehead, then waved her hand, and soon a little ghost appeared in her palm, and began to report to her on the situation at the Fuyuki Bridge.

"Hmm, it's Lancer and Saber. They seem to be very strong opponents. I understand. You've worked hard."

After listening to the little ghost's report, Ai Lei nodded, thanked it, patted its head, and then released it back into the wild.

Seeing this, Rin Tohsaka was completely bewildered. She couldn't understand a word the little ghost was saying.

Ai Lei offered an explanation for this.

It's just that Lancer and Saber are about to fight on the Fuyuki Bridge. That little ghost is a familiar she released to build a surveillance network in Fuyuki City in order to obtain first-hand intelligence.

Don't be fooled by her quiet behavior in the first two days. She's not an idiot like Ishtar, and she certainly wouldn't do nothing. This surveillance network was something she set up during those two days.

Upon hearing this, Rin Tohsaka suddenly understood, and at the same time, she felt a slight sense of emotion.

The reason was simple: her servant had actually done something worthwhile, which was completely unexpected. As the Master, she was extremely gratified, realizing that her servants weren't all useless after all.

"Alright, stop crying, Master. What do you want to do now? Are you going to participate?"

Although she didn't know what Rin Tohsaka was thinking, Ereshkigal could tell she wasn't up to anything good. However, she wasn't interested in dealing with such things right now, so Ereshkigal asked if they should participate now, maybe they could eliminate two Servants in one go.

However, if that were the case, she would have to take away control of the body.

Upon hearing this, Rin Tohsaka couldn't help but feel a little tempted.

After all, this is a chance to eliminate two servants in one go; it's a golden opportunity that won't come again.

However, her considerations were still quite thorough.

Rin Tohsaka asked Ereshkigal if Luvia's side had been mobilized yet.

Ereshkigal sensed Astraea's presence but didn't detect it, indicating that Astraea had no intention of getting involved. Rin then asked if her sister was there. Ereshkigal, who had already sent several little ghosts with Sakura to Kariya Matou's location, immediately replied that Rin's sister wasn't there and that she was safe.

Upon receiving this information, Rin Tohsaka breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what, as long as her younger sister was safe, that was all that mattered.

Then she began to consider whether to get involved. Although it was indeed a good opportunity, opportunities often come with risks. Ereshkigal said that the two Servants looked very difficult to deal with, and could be said to be extremely powerful. If she rashly interfered, not only would she not be able to eliminate them, but she might also be targeted and eliminated by a concentrated attack. This was the first thing Rin Tohsaka had to consider.

Another thing is that, no matter what, she is now being watched. Although Luvia hasn't made any moves yet, it doesn't mean she won't. As soon as she takes action, that guy will definitely come over as fast as a shark that has smelled blood, and the situation will become extremely dangerous.

Not only that, Rin Tohsaka also remembered Hercules from this morning. She didn't know when he would join the battle. If it really turned into a free-for-all, she would have a hard time guaranteeing her safety. After all, others were fighting with their Servants, but she was fighting alongside them. If others' Servants died, they would at most forfeit, but if her Servants died, she would live and die with them.

So after much consideration, Rin Tohsaka decided not to get involved in this mess and just stay home and live her life.

Moreover, Meryl said that her body had just recovered and needed rest, so she shouldn't use magic casually to prevent Ishtar from suddenly waking up again.

After thinking it over, Rin Tohsaka changed into her pajamas and went into the room.

Goodnight, Ellie.

Clearly, she chose the open-front style, which she was best at.

"..."

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

On the bridge in Fuyuki City,

Clang clang clang—!

Bang bang bang—!

From the very beginning, the clanging of metal has never ceased. In this battlefield for true men, there is no right or wrong. Both sides can only grip their weapons tightly, fight with all their might to the very end, and achieve victory.

The key to victory or defeat often lies in the fleeting moment when swords and spears clash, as brief as a fleeting moment, as brief as the sparks that fly when swords and spears collide. Only those who can seize this spark in time can become the victor, and this moment will occur countless times in a battle.

Because both of them possessed such exaggerated agility, the flashing swords and shadows below left Shirou, the executor, completely dumbfounded.

Is this what a servant is?

Are these the heroes of ancient times?

That's too exaggerated, too exaggerated!

He had already thought the monsters known as Dead Apostles were outrageous enough, but the two heroes below were even more beyond his limited imagination.

A clash of guns and swords.

A collision of speeds.

If he were in such a battlefield, wouldn't he be beheaded in just a few seconds?

However, at this moment, the protagonists below had no time to care about the opinions of the onlookers; they were just getting into the swing of things.

Finally, the first round of combat ended, and the two figures quickly parted ways.

"You're quite something! Although you look rather bookish, like those nobles who always put on an innocent act of not understanding the situation, you actually use that boring swordsmanship so skillfully. I really underestimated you!"

After deflecting the iron sword from Lionheart's hand with his magic spear, Cú Chulainn nimbly pulled away and then remarked with a sigh.

"Especially your damn speed. Even though your class is Saber, your agility is so good that you almost overpowered me, a Lancer. You're really something else. You're definitely not someone to be trifled with."

This is not sarcasm, but a heartfelt sentiment.

Cú Chulainn glanced at the slashes on his clothes inflicted by Lionheart, still feeling a lingering fear. His speed was definitely not slow; in fact, he was among the best of the Lancers. But this blond knight's speed seemed to increase as the fight went on, eventually surpassing Cú Chulainn's. This completely astonished Cú Chulainn.

And that's not all. The magic spear in his hand is no ordinary weapon either. Countless heroes in his era died by its tip. Although his swordsmanship is just a dogmatic courtly style, it is terrifyingly powerful in actual combat when combined with his speed. It is gorgeous, but it is also extremely deadly.

So...

This guy is not just a nobleman or a king, but also the kind of king who has been on the battlefield, fought bravely, and has rich combat experience.

Why should kings and nobles not sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor, but instead charge into battle?

This is exactly what Cú Chulainn wanted.

Moreover, Cú Chulainn also noticed something about this guy's outrageous speed.

Just now, during his fight with his opponent, for a period of time he was not facing attacks from just one person, but from two.

While fighting this guy, other attacks suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the Lionheart King in front of him suddenly increased his speed, which is why he was at such a disadvantage.

However, Cú Chulainn's combat instincts clearly told him that it was impossible for anyone to suddenly approach him without his knowledge and harm him, so...

Unsurprisingly, the other people from earlier were likely summoned by this guy using one of his Noble Phantasms.

A Noble Phantasm is a powerful skill that evolved from a legend or a battle achievement of the Servant during their lifetime.

This wasn't a case of outnumbering the weak; it was all due to the Lionheart's own abilities.

After understanding this, Cú Chulainn silently gripped the magic spear in his hand.

It is currently known that the opponent is a battle-hardened and powerful knight, as well as a king and nobleman. Moreover, the opponent has a deep bond with his knight, or rather, his partner, otherwise it would have been impossible for him to successfully summon other people to fight together.

The golden-haired knight, the king, the commander of the knightly order, shared a deep friendship.

There aren't many heroes in this area, so who are you?

Cú Chulainn looked at Lionheart and silently began to think, quickly searching for the people in his memory who matched.

Finn?

No, it shouldn't be.

As a fellow hero of Celtic mythology, he had heard of Finn, but Finn's personality couldn't possibly be like the guy in front of him, and Finn wasn't a king, so it couldn't be him.

Therefore, the only possible combination of knight and king is...

For a moment, Cú Chulainn seemed to realize something.

All eyes were drawn to the Lionheart's sword.

However, upon closer inspection, no matter how he looked at it, no matter how sharp or ornate the sword was, even if it was a fine noble sword, it still lacked the aura he was looking for.

but……

Cú Chulainn noticed that Lionheart was wearing a sword with a golden hilt hanging from his waist.

Thus, he began to have some idea in mind.

So they were really hiding their own weapons?

If he's trying to hide a weapon, then he should know who this guy is.

"Thank you for the compliment, but you are also very strong. If my partner hadn't been fighting alongside me just now, I probably would have had a hard time gaining the upper hand."

Lionheart gripped his sword tightly, then looked at Cú Chulainn and sighed.

Although his words, spoken when he had clearly gained the upper hand, might seem like a patronage of Cú Chulainn, he actually genuinely admired Cú Chulainn.

His marksmanship far surpassed that of any enemy or ally he could remember, and the opponent's beast-like combat instincts and reactions were simply too exaggerated.

Even when Robin Hood launched a surprise attack during the battle, albeit from a blind spot, Cú Chulainn still managed to parry and counterattack.

Such marksmanship was superb, and the warrior could even use his combat instincts to aid him in battle—Lionheart had never encountered a warrior like this before. Moreover, his marksmanship wasn't the same as his own, the extremely rigid swordsmanship learned from the Knights; instead, every shot was aimed at piercing the target.

Even the Lionheart, who had experienced countless battles, couldn't help but feel his blood boil when faced with an opponent like Cú Chulainn.

He gripped the iron sword in his hand, looked at Cú Chulainn, and then said seriously:

"Your marksmanship is unlike anything I've ever seen before, and it's even somewhat unlike anything a human should be able to do. I'm sure you must have had an incredibly knowledgeable teacher. Could you perhaps be a hero from the mythical era?"

"Tch...you guessed it. But let's skip the 'my teacher is so knowledgeable' part. That guy is just an old geezer who likes to act young."

Cú Chulainn clicked his tongue, then looked back at Lionheart and said calmly, "However, I now have a pretty good idea of ​​your real name."

"what?"