Or, why don’t you find another savior?

The explosion lasted for more than ten seconds before it stopped. The center of the park was covered in smoke and dust, and the surrounding area was in a mess.

In the dust that was gradually blown away by the wind, Lancer's figure was no longer visible, and only the red magic spear fell on the mottled road.

Lost? Bazett wondered.

But the magical channel between her and Lancer was not cut off.

At this time, Xijian had already raised his head. Lancer was falling rapidly. The magic spear lying on the ground also became restless and flew up, turning several sharp angles in the air before returning to his hand.

Using the acceleration of falling, Lancer threw the magic spear in his hand fiercely at Shiomi, but it collided with Shiomi's magic spear thrown half a beat slower and bounced off.

Lancer fell back to the ground and caught Gae Bolg in his hands again. He looked very embarrassed, with scars and dirt all over his body from not being able to avoid all the explosions in time.

Bazette immediately activated the most basic healing magic, and Lancer's injuries began to heal.

"It's really not easy. I don't know whether you should be considered a magician or a warrior with a gun." Lancer was not discouraged and praised Shiomi generously, "It's not that easy to kill me. There is still plenty of time, and my master has not asked to retreat--"

He held the spear horizontally and pointed it at Shiomi's forehead: "How about a second round? If you can kill me here, from now on, you will be the master's first disciple."

The injury and disadvantage not only did not discourage Lancer, but instead further stimulated his fighting spirit.

"Humph……"

Shiomi performed a few tricks with his double guns, then stood in position again and accepted Cu Chulainn's declaration of war.

It was so quiet all around, with only the wind blowing through the treetops that had not yet fallen, causing the leaves to rustle.

The two of them were like cowboys, adjusting their breathing and heartbeats, ready to go.

Then, a burst of light footsteps tore through the atmosphere.

There was no murderous intent, no pressure, he just simply walked towards this side.

Noticing the new arrival, Shiomi and Lancer became alert almost at the same time and looked in the same direction.

"that is……"

Morgan, who was originally just watching the battlefield with a leisurely mood, was also surprised by the appearance of this figure.

And that inexplicable...almost goosebump-inducing chill.

Chapter 18 The Magician

A figure in a brown cloak slowly appeared from the end of the road. The wide hood covered his face, and only his white hair and brown skin were visible through the gaps in the cloak, making it impossible for Shiomi to recognize the other person's appearance.

However, there is only one thing that can be confirmed.

That was a Servant.

Even if he was not a participant in this Holy Grail War and did not have the rights granted to the Master by the Holy Grail, Shiomi could still recognize the other party's identity.

"Who are you?" Lancer turned his gun and pointed it at the figure. "If you are a servant, please report your rank."

The battle was about to reach its climax, but was interrupted by a sudden uninvited guest. Lancer was very upset.

Following his action, the cloaked man stopped.

"Servant... Caster." Bazette pinched her chest, she also felt very strange.

Although there was no murderous intent or hostility, she felt as if someone was holding her throat and could kill her at any time.

In all the countless battles and enemies she had experienced as the designated executor of the seal, no one had ever given her this feeling.

"It's Caster?" Lancer was slightly surprised when he heard Bazette's words.

He was now in a state of combat readiness and had no time to worry about whether his fellow apprentice behind him would launch a sneak attack.

Because, like him, Shiomi was definitely focused on Caster.

Caster stopped, raised his head slightly, and looked towards the two of them.

Even through the front of the cloak, Shiomi could still clearly feel the gaze.

Looking at me? He was secretly surprised.

But this is all secondary. Caster's appearance now, compared to Lancer's unhappiness at being obstructed, Shiomi has no intention of taking action at all at this moment.

At least... we need to be more prepared.

The opponent is Caster... if it's that man.

Can we retreat smoothly?

He turned his head slightly to confirm Morgan's position. No matter if he used the Command Spells that were newly formed after the contract, or any other means, the distance of only a hundred meters seemed like a chasm separating the two of them.

"Lancer, let's end the battle here today. Sooner or later, we will have to compete again." Shiomi stared at Caster and said slowly.

"Oh, it's almost the same here. Rather than fighting with fellow disciples, we should prioritize targeting that magician servant now," Lancer continued.

"That's not what I meant!" Xi Jian yelled.

"Hmm?" Lancer sensed something was wrong.

"For the sake of Master, I will cover you this time. Take your Master and retreat as soon as possible." Shiomi returned to his usual tone and raised three fingers on his left hand holding the gun.

It didn't express any meaning, it was simply performing magic.

Lightning, wind, fire.

The three types of magic were performed in one go, attacking Caster one after another.

Lancer thought that his junior fellow apprentice was really smart, and when he lowered his body and prepared to rush forward, he saw an incredible scene.

Those magic that were still difficult to perform even with A-level anti-magic power were like stones thrown into the sea, disappearing without even a splash.

Or rather, eliminated.

"What?" Lancer's eyes widened, and he immediately understood why Shiomi had reacted that way just now.

This is not an enemy that can be dealt with casually. I don't know its real name and its abilities.

Caster's strength is clearly far beyond the norm.

Xijian secretly exclaimed, pushed Lancer away and rushed out.

This time, he did not choose to perform magic, but used the magic spear as a weapon. After throwing it into the air, it suddenly dispersed into dozens of spears and poured down like a rainstorm.

Without exception, all of these falling magic spears failed to penetrate Caster's body and were bounced away, landing everywhere.

Before Shiomi could retract his magic spear, he saw an ancient magic ritual unfold. He immediately rotated the other magic spear in his hand, turning it into a shield.

Then, a cannon of pure magic was fired. If the defense had not been deployed, Xijian would have been engulfed by the extremely pure magic and then seriously injured.

"This power..." Shiomi gritted her teeth.

The tenth of the original runes, the rune that repels demons!

Whether it was a treasure or pure magic bombardment, Shiomi had no mind to distinguish. He used all his skills to resist. The scattered magic power spread in all directions, destroying all the remaining intact parts of the seaside park.

Fortunately, a barrier to repel people has been set up here, otherwise all ordinary people affected would surely die.

With an unprecedented roar from the bottom of his heart, Shiomi mobilized all the magic power in his body and withstood this wave of attacks.

Even so, the sleeves of Shiomi's shirt were torn into pieces, leaving only bare arms and scars.

As the attack was about to end, Shiomi retracted the magic spear and prepared to perform retreat magic.

but……

Someone made a wrong judgement.

Bazette.

Her entire body strengthened by various rune magic, she took this opportunity to rush out, with a solid sphere floating behind her.

That was her magic costume.

"Stop it! Bazette!" Lancer knew that Bazette wanted to create a gap and then retreat together.

If she tried her best, she could even match most of the servants, but definitely not the one in front of her.

The fist that was surrounded by Rune's enhanced power hit the invisible wall just a few centimeters away from Caster.

Before she could throw a second punch, Bazette's body...or rather the space around him was fixed and then squeezed.

A low scream came from Bazette's throat as he was unable to move.

There is no time.

Shiomi and Lancer, like comrades-in-arms for many years, attacked in tacit cooperation, swung their magic spears, and finally forced Caster to retreat several steps.

Without any desire to fight, Shiomi retreated with Lancer and his Master. After disappearing into the water-colored mirror that appeared at the same time, he disappeared without a trace like political sublimation.

There was no sign of other Servants or magicians in the park. Caster was slightly stunned, then pursed his lips, looking neither happy nor sad.

"How was it? How did you feel about your first battle in the Holy Grail War? Were you disappointed?"

Behind him, a man with white hair and white robe, who looked older than him, walked out slowly.

Caster opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but ended up just shaking his head.

"No, I don't have any feelings." He answered his Master.

Its master is the ruler of the Clock Tower's astronomy department, Malisbili Animusphia.

"I see." Malisbury said with a gentle expression and tone, not at all surprised by Caster's reaction, "But you originally agreed with my policy, but suddenly decided to come here. Does what that man said bother you so much?"

"A little bit," Caster said.

Mali Sibil nodded: "Since they have retreated, let's go back first."

After saying this, he and Caster turned and left.

Soon, nothing was left of the devastated park.

Chapter 19: Uncertain Future

The magic that transferred Shiomi and Lancer's master together was Morgan's "Mirror".

The three were moved to an alley seven or eight blocks away from the seaside park in Miyuan River.

"Thank you for your help." Xijian leaned against the wall and thanked Morgan.

Morgan shook his hand gently. "Nothing. The time from Caster's appearance to my deployment of the water mirror for transfer was too tight. If you hadn't attracted his attention, the water mirror would have been disturbed."

"It's already very impressive, okay?" Xijian smiled bitterly.

At a distance of nearly 100 meters, within a few breaths, the magic was completed to transfer three people away from the battlefield.

From this point alone, Shiomi couldn't help but admire Morgan's genius again.

"Compared to that kind of thing—" Morgan reached out to touch Shiomi's scarred arm that had lost its sleeve, "Heal the wound first."

Xi Jian came back to his senses, raised his arm and looked at it: "It's nothing serious."

As he spoke, the wounds began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye and there was no need to worry about them anymore.

Morgan gave a faint smile of understanding and looked at Lancer beside him.

The blue spearman was currently holding his master, half-kneeling on the ground, and asked to seriously check on Bazette's condition.

"It seems that Bazette-kun was seriously injured... He actually dared to rush out in that situation. Should we say he is brave and fearless, or should we say he is reckless and reckless?" Xijian wanted to scratch his head after seeing this.

Logically speaking, after being the designated executor of the seal for so many years, he was still not cautious enough on the battlefield...

Shiomi guessed in his heart that Bazette probably wanted to lend a hand because Lancer was there and Shiomi was a match for Lancer.

"Yeah." Lancer stood up while holding Bazett horizontally. "Anyway, that's all we can do today. Although I couldn't decide the winner with you, I can't accompany you if you want to fight."

Shiomi shrugged, "Whatever. It was originally just a public event, but I didn't expect that the Lancer this time would be you. I'm a little carried away."

"That's great!" Lancer grinned and said, "This is how a disciple of the Shadow Kingdom should feel."

"...Maybe." Xi Jian pursed her lips, unable to find any reason to refute.

After all, Scathach usually behaves calmly and clearly, but is surprisingly belligerent. There aren't many entertainment options in the Kingdom of Shadows, so when Shiomi grows up to be able to fight on equal terms with her master, she becomes the perfect person to kill time with.

What kind of master you have, what kind of disciples you will inevitably have.

"So why don't you introduce her to me? Who is this lady?" Lancer approached Shiomi and looked at Morgan half jokingly and half warily, "Your Servant?"

"No... it's my wife." Xi Jian put one hand on his waist and introduced her generously, "It's true that she is still a Servant, but she is not a participant in this Holy Grail War."

Lancer was stunned. "That's amazing! Even I, your senior, have to admit defeat."