Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Caster sighed softly, and another magic trick was ready.

"You guy..."

Cu Chulainn looked at the spell and murmured in amazement.

Chapter 30: Breaking Through the Front

Summoning is the magic of summoning spirits from the past or the future.

The summoning technique of Magic King Solomon is to describe the spiritual beings called the "Seventy-two Demon Gods" and summon them into the world as powerful familiars.

The summoning technique of heroic spirits used in the Holy Grail War is, to some extent, also included in the category of summoning techniques.

As the founder who established the art of manipulating phenomena as magic, the demons commanded by the Magic King are not troublesome in the ordinary sense.

Shiomi and Morgan are now being blocked by the demons who were sent into the forest in advance to monitor the surrounding movements.

"Come to think of it...these guys have really weird forms." After deflecting several feather arrows flying in from the depths of the forest, Shiomi complained about Morgan who used magic to attack those demons.

"I told you, they didn't show their true forms." Morgan launched magic one after another in a split second, intersecting with the attacks of the demon gods, causing a series of explosions. "However, I actually haven't seen the true forms of those demon gods, I've only heard about them."

"That's it."

Xijian held the magic spear and looked at the hazy figures in the mist between the trees.

In addition to the green-clad archer who appeared at the beginning, other demons emerged from the forest one after another: a demon holding a spear, a flag, and a snake; a demon wearing red armor; and a demon with a snake tail riding on a colorful horse.

They cooperated with each other seamlessly. Although they could not gain the upper hand and defeat Shiomi and Morgan, they were not easily eliminated by the two.

When Shiomi thought that there were seventy-two such existences, he found it very troublesome.

If the Magic King also possesses a unique barrier...

No, maybe there really is one. Shiomi denied her own guess.

Since he is the ancestor of magic, he must be able to easily master the great forbidden spells such as the inherent barrier, and some may even have higher standards.

Then, Shiomi felt the difficult battle that might be faced in the future, and he subconsciously increased the efficiency of his magic power. The blue-black magic spear in his hand flew out and hovered in the forest.

"Thank you, Morgan." said Shiomi.

Morgan did not hesitate after being asked to do so. He reached out and touched the gun body. The magic gun instantly disappeared and turned into countless small weapons, flying towards the demons in the forest who were waiting for an opportunity to launch the next attack.

But this was just Morgan's cover. Shiomi summoned the more powerful Gae Bolg Alternative and suddenly used the gun blade to cut through the cold soil in front of him.

In the cracks, vines grew wildly, spreading rapidly into the forest with the cracks as the center, sweeping across the land.

The demons realized that if they stayed on the ground, they would be restrained by Shiomi's plant magic, so they could only fly up, but they had to face Morgan's attack from above.

Surrounded by two sides, Shiomi ignited the vines at this time, causing an even more violent explosion.

A flame over ten meters high suddenly burst out in this pristine forest.

Shiomi didn't need to worry about the flames burning down the entire forest. During the battle, he had already set up a blockade with ice magic to control the continued spread of the flames.

Amid the blazing flames, smoke and dust were swirling.

The demon holding the flag waved the flagpole casually, and the burning fire gradually died down.

The snake-tailed demon created a strong wind, blowing away the smoke and dust that was blocking the view.

However, the place where two people were supposed to be was now empty. There was only a turned-off car waiting there quietly farther down the road.

Make noise in the east and attack in the west.

Shiomi prepared to join forces with Morgan to use magic to attack one after another in order to capture the four pillars of demons in one fell swoop, but after interfering with the five senses, he took Morgan and quickly shook off the obstructing demons, broke away from this front line, and broke into the ghost mansion deep in the forest.

Going up and down in the forest, Xi Jian held Morgan's waist with one hand and ran with her, while waving the magic spear in the other hand, cutting down the obstructing branches and leaves to clear a path.

"They are just the Four Pillar Demon Gods. Although they are enough to rival the servants, it is not impossible to kill them all if you and I join forces," Morgan said.

"It's a matter of time." Shiomi shook her head. "We're already late. I'm afraid Lancer and his Master have already started a war with Caster's camp. I can't be sure whether Lancer can hold out longer, or it will take you and me less time to deal with the four demon gods."

"After all, he is your senior brother. There is a legend that he fought for days before his death without falling down. Even if he faces the Magic King, he can at least hold on for half a day." Morgan said words to Shiomi that made him feel at ease.

"…If you were to use your true strength to fight Lancer, how long would it take to end the battle?" asked Shiomi.

"It's hard to say. It should take a little longer than dealing with Diarmuid Audi." After thinking for a while, Morgan gave an answer that could barely be used as a reference.

In the battle at the Hyatt Hotel ten years ago, Morgan easily used his five clones to severely injure Diarmuid. Although the opponent held on for a few minutes, he could not avoid being eliminated.

"Will it take half a day?"

"No." Morgan whispered in Shiomi's ear, "If my husband begs, the battle will take no more than twenty minutes, and I will be able to kill Cu Chulainn."

After all, prey also struggles.

"That might be about right." Shiomi thought for a moment, "Maybe it's my illusion. I can't sense any enthusiasm from the Magic King. He is a magician among magicians."

Although this may sound redundant, it is the only way he can describe Caster.

That man exudes the typical magician's temperament.

Results come first and will be achieved in the fastest and most effective way without any unnecessary emotions.

If Malisbili had ordered Caster to eliminate the Lancer camp as soon as possible, Caster would definitely not underestimate the enemy or enjoy fighting and regard fighting as some kind of honor.

The more Lancer seems to be clinging, the more likely Caster will intensify his tactics and end the battle as quickly as possible.

"That's a pretty accurate prediction..." Morgan sighed softly.

Before Xi Jian could reply, two extremely strong auras of magic suddenly came from the front.

Each one is stronger than the last.

Among them, Shiomi was able to distinguish that it was the magic power of Gae Bolg's treasure after he released his true name.

And the other...

"Did you fight with your Noble Phantasms?"

Shiomi quickened his pace, and the edge of the forest was just around the corner. However, he could only stop there and perform defensive magic, working with Morgan to evade the impact that was spreading into the forest.

When the light faded, Shiomi saw the ruined mansion and Lancer lying on the steps at the main entrance of the mansion.

Chapter 31: The End of the Fight

"Asshole...bastard..."

Lancer struggled to support his body, stood up with the help of his gun, and looked at Caster breathlessly.

Although no one knew who it was, the huge torrent of magic power that Caster had just released swept the entire mansion area into it.

Bazett, whose injuries had not yet healed, fell unconscious again in the impact and was unable to use even his proud inherited treasure.

Because Caster did not activate his Noble Phantasm, the Backlight Sword could not be triggered.

The power of magic alone is comparable to that of the release of the True Name of a Noble Phantasm. Lancer knew that he was doomed to fail, but it was not unfair for him to lose. It seemed that Caster's Master had made comprehensive preparations to summon such a powerful Servant.

As he thought about this, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Defeat was certain, but that didn't mean Lancer would surrender.

Bazette was still alive, at least she had to live.

At this time, two shadows flew out from the forest behind Caster.

The violent wind turned into sharp blades, layer upon layer, covering Caster like a dragnet, and the soil at his feet rose naturally and turned into a solid wall, blocking all the wind blades.

After seeing the figure clearly in front of him, Lancer smiled unhappily.

"You're too slow. I almost thought you had discussed this with Caster and called me." he said.

"I think it's fast enough, but Caster is faster than us." Shiomi held the guns in both hands and faced Caster. "You are worthy of your eyes that can see through the past and the future. You found this place so quickly."

Morgan pointed his magic spear at Caster and praised him coldly, "Spotless."

Although he was fighting vigorously, Caster was indeed spotless so far, as if he had just stepped into this battlefield, and most of his condition was also intact.

The cold wind continued as the four demon gods that had been thrown away by the two men emerged from the forest one after another.

"Three against five... barely a disadvantage." Lancer walked up and stood on the other side of Shiomi, "You'd better be prepared to die, otherwise you will die here too."

Shiomi pointed the gun at Caster: "You will die, but at least you can keep Caster here."

"That doesn't sound bad, but I'd rather be buried with my husband." Morgan teased lightly, but her whole body was full of imposingness, as if she was facing a powerful enemy.

"...Hehe, then I'll try to drag the enemy away from death." Lancer said with a smile, "I won't disturb you."

At this time, Caster raised his head slightly, as if he heard someone talking.

Then, his face, which had always maintained the same expression, showed a hint of disappointment, as if there was something he wanted to do but was unable to do.

"Okay, let's retreat first."

Muttering to himself, Caster turned around and disappeared into the forest surrounded by the four demon gods.

"Tsk... Caster's Master is quite cautious." Lancer slowly put down his gun and spat out the blood in his mouth in disappointment.

Xijian thought for a moment and asked, "Is it to avoid exposing too much strength in this place?"

"That may not be the case." Morgan gradually relaxed. "Perhaps Caster's Master already knows your background, so he is very afraid of you."

"It's possible. After all, I am from the Kingdom of Shadows..."

As he spoke, he turned to look at Lancer, only to catch a glimpse of the blue figure falling backwards, with the red spear in his hand rolling to the side.

"Hey!" Shiomi hurriedly squatted down to check on Lancer's condition.

"...Haha...it seems that's the end of it." Lancer laughed twice and took a hard breath. "What a difficult Servant. As a magician, I'm afraid even Master may not be able to beat him."

"You haven't..."

Shiomi released magic power to try to help with the treatment, but found that Lancer's spirit core was damaged. He was able to hold on and confront Caster with them, mostly relying on abilities such as combat continuation.

"That guy's magic is almost as good as my Noble Phantasm." Lancer sighed, "And he counterattacked me right when I was about to use my Noble Phantasm... What the hell is he doing?"

Lancer now cares more about Caster's identity than his own regretful defeat.

"The Magic King, his name is...Solomon." Shiomi hesitated for a moment and revealed Caster's real name.

Lancer's eyes widened, and then he made a series of helpless but happy sounds.

"I definitely can't beat him, against that kind of opponent." Lancer said, "Although I have learned magic from my master, I'm probably not as good as you."

Shiomi looked at Lancer speechlessly, not making any comment.

"But it was too fast. Alas, I didn't even have the chance to fight with my junior brother again. It's over." Lancer closed his eyes and said with regret, "I didn't have any wishes in the first place, and now I have to disappear with regret."

Shiomi looked at Cu Chulainn and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I think you are too warlike."

"You say that as if you are not warlike." Cu Chulainn said with a smile. His body began to gradually transform into a magical light point, which was a sign that it was about to fade away. "I say, do you like the master?"

"...You guessed it right." Xijian pursed her lips.

"Then you wouldn't even know your master—" Lancer asked mischievously.

Xi Jian frowned: "Believe it or not, I will give you a ride now?"

Lancer was so surprised that he was a little horrified, but he suddenly laughed so happily that even the forest was shaking: "Hahahahaha! This is incredible! Now I have to give up the title of the first disciple, otherwise it will not be appropriate!"

"Tsk..."

"Ahem..." Lancer seemed to have used up all his strength from laughing so hard. He lay there, looking at the winter sky. "Can I ask you to help with Bazett's matter? Either the association or the church can send him over and give him a try..."

As he said this, Morgan, who had walked away to check the situation, found the fallen Bazette and came over holding the unconscious her.

"Got it, leave the rest to me." Xi Jian said, "Senior Brother."

“…Okay, okay…”

Lancer raised his hand with all his strength, gave his junior a thumbs-up, and disappeared from here with a bright smile.

Shiomi, who was half squatting on the ground, waited until Lancer's breath completely disappeared before he slowly stood up from the ground and let out a sigh.

"Let's go to church."

"Ah."

Morgan responded softly.

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