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There is no suspense under the terrifying power of Iskandar.

In just a few minutes, all the Hassan clones were pierced by spears and hung in the sky beside the only female Assassin who was standing there in a daze. At this moment, all the Hassan clones except her were killed without any chance of fighting back.

A warhorse charged through the yellow sand, its blade pointed in her direction. Iskandar once again mounted his beloved horse and swung his blade at any remaining fighter.

At this moment, she is the only one left in the world.

Countless soldiers stopped at the rear, cheering for their king and bursting out with powerful might.

"Goodbye, Assassin."

A king dressed in bright red appeared in an instant, and the sword of Cyprus in his hand suddenly fell down. A cold light flashed quickly in the air, easily cutting off the head of the last enemy.

At this point, Assassin Hassan the Hundred Faces was the first to leave the stage.

"king!!!"

“King, King!!!”

"King of Conquerors!!!"

Suddenly, the cheers from the army behind him became louder.

After defeating his opponent, Iskandar turned around and looked at his soldiers, his generals, his compatriots, and...

That little Master of his own had a bright smile on his face.

He waved to Weber and rode quickly to his side.

"Boy, what do you think? This is my way of kingship, my conquest, and my power!"

He lowered his head, calmly gazing into the eyes of Waver, who was already shaken by the charge, and asked earnestly, "Do you sense the pursuit within me?"

"I……"

Looking at Iskandar's figure, I saw this vast world again.

Even Weber's heart was moved at this moment.

"I saw... I felt the limit of the world here... I saw... a wider world."

He murmured in response, as if some shackles in his heart were silently broken when he witnessed such a magnificent scene.

At this moment, he felt an unprecedented sense of relief.

"Do you see a wider world? Hahahaha, well done, little Master. Your wishes are finally no longer petty and humble things like proving yourself or pleasing others!"

Hearing Waver's answer, Iskandar, who was already in a good mood, laughed heartily again.

"That's right. People need to be ambitious, have ideals, and be selfish! Life is lived for yourself, and you must live it so that you won't regret it! Seeing the wider world... That's a really great wish."

"In that case, let us work together for our mutual goals! The upcoming Holy Grail War will no longer be a minor skirmish."

"Archer, Saber, Lancer, Berserker, Caster will all become our opponents. Are you ready, my little Master?"

Iskandar looked into Waver's eyes and asked his final question seriously.

"Do I need to tell you?"

Waver didn't answer. Instead, he grasped his broad hand without hesitation, wiped the tears from his eyes, and said unhappily, "Foolish Rider, don't forget that I am your Master. You should listen to me! In that case, don't hold me back in the upcoming Holy Grail War!"

"Hahahaha! Of course, I won't let you down!"

The two figures smiled at each other, and then their fists, one big and one small, gently collided in the world of yellow sand, truly completing the connection between their hearts.

——The voice that pierced my heart deeply was like a long-lasting cheer.

……

……

Tohsaka family.

Tōsaka Tokiomi, who had been watching the entire battlefield, was now pale, and even his most precious jeweled cane fell to the ground due to trembling.

Make a crisp sound...

Even he, who was always known for his elegance, couldn't help but swallow a few times. He felt as if he was being acted. No, there was no need to say "as if", he was just being acted.

This Kayneth is not a lone Master at all, nor is he alone with anyone around him, and his Servant is not Scathach, but Finn...

Moreover, the other party seemed to have anticipated someone's plan to launch a surprise attack on him, so he formed an alliance with other masters in advance, waiting for the fish to take the bait, and coincidentally, he was the fish that took the bait.

Just when King Arthur was holding Scathach back and saw victory was within reach, he was using the Command Spell to prepare for a fierce attack. The opponent threw the cup as a signal and called out two more servants from the battlefield to give them a beating.

In a split second, all the Assassins on hand were destroyed, completely destroying all hope.

For a moment, Tōsaka Tokiomi, who was originally excited about the victory, fell into deep self-blame and worry when he saw Assassin being completely annihilated on the battlefield.

His premonition came true...

The two most troublesome godslayers have really joined forces, and the direction of the subsequent war is really beyond his control.

Could it be that... I am going to fail again this time...

Tōsaka Tokiomi leaned against the sofa in a daze, muttering to himself, his wide-open eyes no longer showing his original elegant demeanor.

"Teacher..."

Seeing Tōsaka Tokiomi who looked like he had lost his soul, Kotomine Kirei, who was standing behind him, wanted to say something, but finally stopped himself.

Although he regarded Tōsaka Tokiomi as his teacher, Tōsaka Tokiomi was always full of selfish desires, which was not something worthy of praise for Kotomine Kirei, who came from the Holy Church.

Furthermore, there was one point that particularly concerned Kotomine Kirei.

In fact, he has always been confused in his heart, and his life has never been fun. He vaguely feels that there must be something wrong with him, and his wife's death just confirmed this.

Constantly honing skills, devoutly following doctrine, only to abandon it at the critical moment...

Even the violation of dogma did not cause any ripples in his heart.

This also made him more and more confused. What were he and his wife thinking about when they died? And what were they pursuing?

This answer left him confused and unable to find the answer.

Logically speaking, as a teacher, Tōsaka Tokiomi should have answered the question for him, but...

Seeing Tōsaka Tokiomi's distraught look, Kotomine Kirei knew very well that there was no way he could know the answer.

False, self-deceiving, suppressing one's true nature...

Kotomine Kirei wanted to question this, but he couldn't really understand.

Since human nature can be distorted, even a teacher like Tōsaka Tokiomi will reveal his true nature due to repeated failures, and change from his original elegance to a violent temper, then...

Suddenly, Kotomine Kirei's eyes widened, and he felt a deep-seated fear, as well as a touch of inexplicable excitement...

What if... my own nature also became distorted? What would happen? Would that allow me to find the answer... that has been troubling me for so long?

……

"...All Assassins are dead."

Not only Tōsaka Tokiomi, but also Emiya Kiritsugu on the other side received the bad news immediately.

"So fast? Has the target been eliminated? Lancer's Master..."

Hisau Maiya wanted to ask something, but when she saw Emiya Kiritsugu's tired eyes, she finally swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

The answer is already obvious.

In the end, no matter how reluctant they were to believe the result, they had to make plans for the next step.

"Let Saber retreat now and conserve her strength. Once the other two riders surround her, she'll end up like Assassin."

Emiya Kiritsugu was already aware of the dire situation at the scene.

Although he was unwilling, he knew there was no hope, so he naturally would not make another sacrifice in vain. So he immediately used the remote communication device he had given to Saber in advance and told her to retreat immediately.

However, at this moment, Artoria's desire to leave did not seem as simple as Kiritsugu Emiya had imagined.

Because after Assassin was killed by Iskandar, Rowe had no intention of showing any mercy and directly ordered Scathach to release the Noble Phantasm to send Altria away.

"Is it going to end so soon? I haven't fought enough yet..."

Scathach, who received Rowe's order, shook her head and sighed slightly. She then looked at Altria in front of her and reminded her, "Then, it's time to end Saber."

"If you don't release your Noble Phantasm, this will probably be the last shot."

"What……?"

Without giving Artoria a chance to ask further questions, Scathach had already taken action.

She stepped on the ground with her right foot, and two scarlet magic spears appeared. Red magic wrapped around her graceful body, and then the terrifying power began to rise rapidly. At the same time, she spoke softly,

"Gáe Bolg Alternative"

The next moment, a scarlet light with unparalleled momentum cut straight through Altria's vision.

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Chapter 6: Stop it! Stop fighting! (5 words)

——Gáe Bolg Alternative (Gun that Pierces the Deadly Fly), this is a very legendary move.

As a Celtic legend of a magical spear capable of unwavering accuracy, its essence is a terrifying move capable of reversing the order of things known as "cause and effect." The moment Scathach throws the spear, the consequences of the attack on the opponent are determined in advance.

First, with a melee attack, the first magic spear "pins" the enemy to space, depriving them of their freedom. Then, with full force, the second magic spear is thrown out, ending their life. Naturally, any enemies caught in the path of the thrown magic spear will also be killed.

Altria, who had prepared herself mentally in advance, also took action the moment she noticed Scathach releasing her Noble Phantasm. She grasped the strongest holy sword filled with light in both hands, and also wanted to release her Noble Phantasm to complete the collision with it.

However, unlike Scathach's instantaneous and terrifying magic spear, her Noble Phantasm required chanting and charging, and the holy sword in her hand also took a certain amount of time to release. Therefore, in such a battle where the outcome was decided in a split second, it was difficult for her to unleash the power of the holy sword in her hand.

--call out!!

A blinding red light pierced her vision. Facing the terrifying demonic spear hurled by Scathach, Artoria, relying on her exceptional intuition, shifted her body slightly. Then, swinging the Sword of Victory in both hands, she radiated as much dazzling light as possible, sweeping across the two incoming red beams in mid-air, attempting to block them mid-air. However, fate had already been determined, and attempting to block them now was futile.

Scathach's signature weapon, Gáe Bolg Alternative (Gun of Death), embodies the distillation of her lifelong martial arts. The pinnacle reached by this gun has long surpassed the limits of human martial arts, thus touching the realm of [cause and effect] that even gods cannot fathom.

Therefore, when this shot was thrown out, the [result] of the enemy being hit by the magic gun was already determined and was unavoidable. The [cause] that came later was just a supplement to this destined [result]. If one was not extremely lucky, this move could definitely be called the strongest killing move of [instant death upon release].

So, under Artoria's astonished gaze, the scarlet light actually disappeared quietly under the light of the golden sword that was partially freed from her hand at a close distance.

The next moment, it hit her chest directly, at a position extremely close to her heart, in a way that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

"Ugh!!"

A painful scream was heard. In just a moment, Artoria felt as if her heart was pierced by the incomparable impact. She suddenly vomited a large mouthful of blood, and then her body was rushed out without any resistance, raising billowing smoke in the ruins.

There is no doubt that Scathach's fatal blow has hit the target.

Gáe Bolg Alternative (Gun of Deathly Flying), as its characteristics suggest, hit the enemy's heart with unerring accuracy, but...

"Hmph... Is this fate, Saber? No... King of Knights, it's amazing that you managed to survive this attack of mine. You truly withstood this blow that reversed cause and effect."