Or, why don’t you find another savior?

"No, it's just that Sakura is even better than we expected." Shiomi put down the phone, "She has deduced that I may have returned to Fuyuki based on the traces of the battle in the seaside park before."

Morgan stroked his loose hair and said, "So, she called London to confirm your whereabouts?"

"Yeah." Xijian nodded.

After all, according to the original plan to participate in the Crown Decision, he and Morgan were going to follow the magician of the Clock Tower into the Albion Tomb. After entering, ordinary wireless communication methods would not be able to contact him.

However, Sakura even took this into consideration and directly called Gray in London to inquire.

The reason why he didn't choose El-Melloi II or Lanis, and even avoided Kallen, was because they had all been informed by Shiomi and could perfectly help conceal the matter.

Only Grey is not good at lying.

"All the emails were sent by Gray." Morgan checked the text on the phone screen from Shiomi's side.

"It's a pity that the phone was probably turned off yesterday evening." Xi Jian sighed and closed the phone cover.

The functions of current mobile phones are still very limited and do not have many entertainment functions. He had to get used to this reality and therefore did not notice it.

"Since you've been exposed, do you want to meet Sakura first?" Morgan chuckled.

Xijian thought for a moment and said, "No rush, let's go find the Lancer camp first. Once we have settled the matter, it can be used as a souvenir when we meet Sakura."

"That being said, how are you going to find them if you had no intention of forming an alliance with them?" Morgan said, "We agreed in advance, and I casually arranged for my familiar to monitor Lancer's whereabouts."

Shiomi sat back on the bed and thought for a moment before saying, "Although, it's not that hard to find. After all, I've lived in Fuyuki for so many years, so I know some things. The day before yesterday, Bazette-kun crossed the bridge from Shinto to the Seaside Park in Miyama Town, so her base should be in Shinto."

"Shinto is about the same size as Miyama Town. It's like looking for a needle in a haystack." Morgan pointed out the problem from the opposite side.

"The designated executors of the seal will have some occupational diseases. Besides, she was arranged by the Magic Association, so she must have received the support of the Magic Association when choosing a base." Shiomi raised her finger and said, "Besides, the new capital is too modern. If you want to choose a magician base in the city, you must at least book the entire hotel building like El-Melloi did last time."

But the funds to seal the designated executor were not sufficient to that extent.

"If not in the city, then where else would it be?" Morgan leaned against the door, looking at Xijian with interest.

"I don't think I've ever told you that there is actually a mansion in the forest southwest of the Fuyuki Church." He told Morgan proudly, "That's where the Master of the Edelfelt family lived when he participated in the Third Holy Grail War. But after that, the Edelfelt family never returned to Fuyuki, and the mansion was handed over to the Magic Association as a property for custody."

At this point, he shook his head again: "Although it is called custodial management, in fact, even the most basic maintenance has not been done. It is basically in a semi-abandoned stage. There is also a barrier for protection. It has become an urban legend ghost mansion in Fuyuki."

"So you think Lancer's Master will definitely live there?" Morgan asked.

"It's just more likely." Shiomi left room for doubt. "But if I had just arrived in Fuyuki, I would definitely accept the recommendation of the Magic Association and live in a semi-abandoned place like that. It would be very convenient whether it was used as a workshop or to hide my whereabouts."

So, the two people who reached a consensus drove out from Miyama Town after breakfast and headed for Shinto Forest, which was not far from the church.

Fuyuki City, whose land is managed by the Tousaka family, has a spiritual vein that is second only to Misaki City, which is managed by the Aozaki family, in Japan.

It is for this reason that it can become the ritual site of the Holy Grail War.

In Fuyuki City, although the new capital has developed extremely modernized, as long as you leave the city and walk a little distance along the national highway, you will enter the mountains and forests in the south.

Bumping on the road that they had barely managed to get out of the forest, Shiomi looked up through the windshield.

The forest was still dark even in broad daylight. The dense branches covering the sky blocked the sunlight, and the end of the forest was completely invisible. Shiomi couldn't tell how long she could use the car to get around before she had to walk on foot.

Unlike the urban area, the magic in the forest is slightly stronger, which is indeed suitable for building a magician's workshop.

"—?!"

Shiomi slammed the brakes on the car.

"What a huge amount of magic power..." Morgan also noticed it, closing his eyes and carefully sensing the magic power, "It's not simply emitted by the Servant itself."

Then, the conclusion is obvious.

"It's a battle." Shiomi opened the car door and got out.

With her skin in direct contact with the cold, damp forest air, Shiomi listened carefully to the sounds coming from deep within the forest.

There was indeed fighting going on.

He turned around and smiled bitterly at Morgan, who had also gotten out of the car and was already fully armed:

"It looks like it would be faster to walk from here."

"Just take a step forward, and I'll follow you, my husband." Morgan weighed the magic gun in his hand and threw it to Shiomi across the car.

However, just after catching the magic spear, Xi Jian rushed out and waved the magic spear into the void.

The arrow that was shot down flew and hit the tree trunk on one side.

"that is……"

Shiomi looked at the archer who emerged from the shadows of the forest.

He is dressed in green, holding a longbow, with a quiver hanging from his waist, and his body is shrouded in magical mist.

"Familiar?" Xijian frowned.

But it gives people the feeling that is almost comparable to that of a Servant.

"It seems that it has been confirmed that the one fighting is the Magic King." Morgan's hand brushed over the car, weaving a spell to protect the car. "As for the other party, if my husband's judgment is correct."

"Huh?" Xi Jian was shocked. He didn't expect that the situation would not wait for anyone.

"The familiar in front of me should be one of the seventy-two demons commanded by the Magic King..." Morgan prepared for the next magic. "By the way, this is not the original appearance of those demons."

Chapter 29: Lancer's Battle

Shiomi's speculation and Morgan's judgment were both correct.

The ghost mansion located in the forest southwest of Fuyuki Church is Bazett Lancer.

The one who attacked them was Caster, the Magic King Solomon.

Of course, when we call it an attack, it should actually be classified as launching an offensive in an open and aboveboard manner.

At the suggestion of Master Malisbili, Caster did not hide, but went straight into the forest and found their base.

There was no need for any intelligence, Caster's clairvoyance was enough to find their hiding place.

"Tsk, it looks like Caster, but he doesn't look like an ordinary magician at all!"

There was a strong wind and the area around the mansion was in a mess.

Lancer was running across the battlefield, roaring as he attacked Caster.

However, Lancer could not find any loopholes in Caster's magic. For offense, there was Magical Flow Bombardment, which could launch attacks without chanting spells, and for defense, there was a Magical Wall that could not be penetrated no matter how hard the Red Spear stabbed.

The battle had lasted nearly ten minutes.

Caster was unharmed, but Lancer was covered in dirt, all the wounds on his body were caused by various magecraft.

The blue figure walked across the rugged and obstacle-filled land as if it were flat ground, but Caster just stood there, leaving him no way to find a breakthrough to attack.

Lancer finally understood why that guy - his junior fellow - chose to retreat immediately when he saw Caster for the first time, instead of joining forces with him and his Master to fight back.

This is definitely not an opponent that can be defeated easily.

"I should have asked that guy earlier. A magician whose real name I don't even know is even harder to deal with than my master." Lancer retreated to the open space in front of the mansion's main entrance and looked at Caster who was slowly walking towards him.

"Lancer!"

Bazette yelled behind him.

Her injuries have not yet healed. Although she can move her body, joining the battle and assisting Lancer in fighting Caster will only be a hindrance.

Of course, even without anyone holding him back, Lancer still doesn’t look good.

He had many scars all over his body.

"Don't come over here, Bazett." Sweat oozed from Lancer's cheeks. "This is not a battle you can intervene in. If you use magic carelessly, you will die."

Lancer still had a clear memory of the battle the evening before yesterday. The three great magics that Shiomi activated in an instant were all ineffective and were all cancelled by Caster.

This guy is like the natural enemy of magicians.

A magician who stands above all other magicians of his time, a hero whose name has been etched in legend and history.

Lancer couldn't think of it for a moment, but he felt that the answer was just around the corner.

Cold wind blowing

Caster's clothes fluttered gently in the wind.

Until now, he hadn't even extended his hand, which had remained hidden under his cloak.

However, Lancer did not feel angry because he was looked down upon. He even understood that the battle had dragged on until now because Caster had not yet shown his true strength.

At this moment, some sound seemed to be heard in the forest, causing Caster to turn his head. On his face, which had a faint smile on it, a look of surprise appeared.

Lancer noticed it as well, but he didn't have time to care and took the opportunity to attack Caster.

The blade of the red spear stabbed towards Caster's body. With Lancer's speed, it would take less than a second to hit the mysterious magician.

However, the blue cold air rushed out with Caster as the center, and every inch of air it touched was frozen by this coldness, like a manic ice dragon.

The ice dragon's body continued to lengthen, its speed increasing, as if it had just broken out of the ground and was about to swallow Lancer's weapon completely.

"I've seen this kind of magic before!"

Lancer was not panicked at all. The red spear in his hand rolled rapidly and rotated in the ice dragon's body. The huge magic power pushed it open from the inside little by little like a drill.

This was the countermeasure he prepared after fighting with Shiomi, taking into account the content of that guy's magic.

It wasn't what I expected, but it worked.

The ice dragon let out an extremely cold roar, stirring up a wind cold enough to freeze a person to death, and spat the red spear out of its body along with the blizzard.

"Oooh!"

Lancer screamed unexpectedly and was pushed backwards fiercely.

Bazette hid behind a pillar.

The snowstorm swept through the entire mansion. When it stopped, the open space in front of the mansion was covered with ice, with the ice dragon as the boundary, and all the glass windows on the front of the mansion were destroyed.

If there was no magic resistance, Bazette would probably have been frozen.

Lancer snorted, and swung the gun in his hand. The ice and snow covering his body began to peel off like eggshells. He widened his eyes, and several blue veins bulged on the sides of his eyes.

The Prince of Light, Chulin, has already understood that this battle will have no third outcome except life or death.

Either defeat Caster here, or die with the Master.

Wait for someone to come here and collect the bodies.

"By the way, your Master isn't here." Lancer said casually.

Caster's expression remained calm, and he just shook his head.

"There's no need for him to come to the front line. It's enough to leave this to me. I have the same idea as him." Caster said lightly.

"Really? That's a pity." Lancer sighed and slowly lowered his body.

Although he was being suppressed by Caster, perhaps because the opponent's offensive will was not strong, the opponent was still some distance away from the mansion, almost standing at the boundary between the open space and the forest.

It’s about a hundred meters.

Lancer shortened the distance by half in one breath, then he suddenly leaped up from the ground and dodged the ice dragon.

The use of the Noble Phantasm has been authorized.

It is foreseeable that the one-on-one format will not work, so there is only one answer left.

"Show your fangs! Gae Bolg!"

Concentrating all the magic power and throwing the gun out is its original method of attack.

The moment the magic spear left his hand, it grew wildly like thorns, with a tortuous gun body spreading out from the gun tip, and the gun body's gun tip spreading out from the gun tip.

The ice dragon wrapped around Caster, turning into a shielding wall.

Finally, Gae Bolg turned into a dense web of thorns that covered the entire sky, completely covering the ground where Caster and the ice dragon were, and created a shockwave that was enough to shake the forest.

Lancer fell back to the ground, caught the weapon that flew back to his hand after the explosion, and then secretly clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

The ice dragon disappeared completely, and Caster was unharmed.

Because under the ice dragon, there were several huge black shadows protecting him.

The shadows gradually disappeared as the smoke cleared, leaving only a figure kneeling beside Caster.

"My king, the demons stationed in the forest to monitor the situation are unable to stop those two from coming."

"Is that so? Then let's make it quick. This is also what the Master wants."