I really didn't want to burn it.

"Sorry, they arrived quickly."

Although the servant apologized verbally, there was little genuine remorse in his words.

"You guys are really bold!"

Xiang Yu clenched his fists so tightly they cracked.

"How dare you make a move on my godfather's woman! Did you even ask your Grandpa Xiang?!"

Wu Tiao Wu Hui immediately ordered, "Bsk, give them a good beating!"

These people have been treating me like I don't exist from the very beginning. Is my presence really that insignificant?

"Um……"

Wutori Kirie thought about it carefully.

His teacher, Aozaki Touko, was a top-notch puppeteer, and his junior sister, Asagami Fujino, possessed advanced magical eyes. He was indeed no match for them.

and so……

"Go! Bsk! Let them see what I'm capable of!"

"Haha! I'd be happy to help!"

Xiang Yu was extremely excited.

What could excite him more than personally dismantling the ramblings of two men?

"So it's Bsk who's all about brute force... Rid, you go too!"

"Pretty boy, take off your pants and run naked in front of your godfather to apologize!"

The burly Xiang Yu raised his hammer-like fist high, about to smash it down.

"Ah!!!"

A man wearing a helmet and silver armor leaped in front of Xiang Yu. He immediately threw a punch at Xiang Yu.

boom!

With a loud bang, the platform shattered into pieces from the collision of the two fists.

"Hey?"

Before Xiang Yu could react, he and Rid from the black team fell off the building.

However, this height is just another place for the servants to fight. After adjusting his posture in mid-air, Xiang Yu threw another punch.

"Kid, turn into a little pancake!"

Amidst the biting cold wind, Xiang Yu's voice drifted from downstairs.

"Rid, you're in charge of that Bsk."

Aruba may be arrogant, but he's not stupid.

To deal with a Servant, you should use another Servant; this guy with ridiculously high magic resistance is impossible to burn to death.

As for Aruba himself, he jumped in front of Orange and casually waved his staff, a tongue of fire separating Orange from her apprentices.

"master?!"

Fujino tried to distort the flames, but was bounced back by the magic power within them.

Atram Gariasta grinned. "Hmph, they have their grudges, and we have ours. Charge, Cast!"

"Arch!"

At Asagami Fujino's call, Euryale shot an arrow at the witch floating in the sky.

On the other side of the wall of fire, Orange took out a stone engraved with runes and threw it onto the flames, but only got a crackling sound and did not make the flames recede.

"It's no use, only I can control these flames! Aozaki Touko, these flames will be your grave!"

Aruba proclaimed this amidst the flames.

"Then why don't you give it a try?"

Orange took off her glasses; she finally started to get serious.

“Speaking of which, I’m a little curious,” Aruba asked, tilting his head. “Aozaki Touko, you’re also a Master chosen by the Holy Grail, what about your Servant?”

“Her…” Orange’s eyes gleamed blue, “She went to find her good-for-nothing disciple.”

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PS: Speaking of which, Aruba and Gariastar can be considered the most reckless and ambitious characters in the Type-Moon universe.

They made all sorts of bold predictions and courted death, and in the end, both of them died. ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Chapter 148 Grandpa: Jingmi, hand over your head!

Corridor on the 3rd floor of Xiaochuan Apartment.

A blue figure and a purple figure are engaged in a fierce battle.

If you look closely, you'll see that both of them are using a large, blood-red gun.

Despite possessing a weapon taller than a person, the battle took place in a narrow apartment corridor.

However, the two wielding spears were not bothered by the combat space; the disadvantages of the battlefield seemed to have no effect on them at all.

The blue figure is Lanc Cú Chulainn, the Servant of the Black faction, while the purple figure is naturally Lanc of the Red faction, who is also Cú Chulainn's teacher, Scáthach.

Compared to his fight with Ryougi Shiki last night, Cú Chulainn's battle this time was more intense, more direct, more fierce, and more tragic than the first one; it was a direct clash of strength against strength.

Cú Chulainn and Scáthach were originally master and apprentice, and they knew each other very well. Therefore, the two of them did not need to test each other or use tricks to confuse their opponents.

In short, it boils down to one word—just do it.

Whenever one side makes a move, the other side immediately unleashes a counterattack that surpasses that move with all their might.

Neither Cú Chulainn nor Scáthach used any tricks or schemes, not even using runes to enhance themselves; it was a true clash of spear techniques, a duel between spear tips.

It was far more intense and heated than the battle at the docks last night.

Two red spears were intertwined, facing each other head-on, and the sparks that flew out were dazzling.

Driven by power and speed far exceeding that of humans, Gáe Bolg easily broke through the speed of sound, engaging in combat at near the speed of light.

The idea of ​​observing the opponent's actions has almost become meaningless; in such fierce battles, both sides often rely on physical reactions and intuition.

I don't know how many rounds we've fought, maybe dozens, maybe hundreds; these pure numbers have long lost their meaning.

Bah!

After another clash of spear tips, the master and apprentice finally separated, creating some distance between them.

"Seriously... is this considered lucky or unlucky?"

Cú Chulainn said with a bitter and helpless expression.

He originally only wanted to seek revenge on Sab from the red team, but instead of finding the kimono-clad swordsman, he ended up finding his own teacher.

Logically speaking, encountering an acquaintance is a good thing, as Cú Chulainn could easily hand over the information to those two sarcastic middle-aged men.

But who could have chosen to encounter Scáthach, the teacher?

Fighting this old woman was pure torture. Just thinking about the hardships he had endured in the Land of Shadows made Cú Chulainn tremble.

Of course, Cú Chulainn would never say such a thing to Scáthach's face.

Don't ask, it's just Cú Chulainn's will to survive.

"Hey, my disciple, is this all you've got?" Scáthach asked, tilting her head back. "I haven't had enough yet."

Clearly, the intense battle just now was merely a warm-up for Scáthach.

She lowered the spear slightly and readjusted her posture.

“Hey, teacher,” Cú Chulainn said with a wry smile, “can you please focus all your attention on me? Is your Red team really that strong? You’re using someone like me to hold me back.”

Cú Chulainn had noticed it earlier.

His teacher had no intention of a quick victory; he simply wanted to engage in a physical duel with him.

Otherwise, the opponent could simply unleash their Noble Phantasm and pin him to the wall.

As for Scáthach's reasons for doing this, besides her own personality, there should also be the arrangement of the Red Team's battle plan.

However, Cú Chulainn did not think the opponent's plan was a good one, because the Red team had no idea who their ace Servant was.

"Teacher, if you hurry to your teammates now, you still have time. Otherwise, your invasion will only result in your defeat one by one. We have won this Holy Grail War."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

Scáthach asked with great interest.

“Teacher…” Cú Chulainn replied solemnly, “That Servant is truly invincible.”

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10th floor of Xiaochuan Apartment.

The moment Ogawa Apartment was completed, Araya Sōren tried to merge his body with the apartment itself.

As a result of this, Araya Souren became almost a god-like figure in this apartment building, which brought him many benefits.

Of course, this made Araya Sōren's original body a problem.

It's definitely not appropriate to just throw it away. It might be useful for exchanging bodies with Ryougi Shiki, or for summoning the Holy Grail later.

Therefore, in order to ensure his physical condition and safety, Araya Sōren placed his body on the 10th floor of the core of the apartment building.

Strictly speaking, the entire Xiaochuan Apartment is a whole, and there shouldn't be any so-called core concept.

However, when Ogawa Apartments was first designed, Araya Sōren took into account the need to make dolls, so he carried out a lot of meticulous design on the 10th floor.

If modifications were made rashly, the barrier might need to be redesigned, so Araya Sōren simply kept the original design.

And now, tranquility has appeared on the 10th floor of the apartment.

"After getting to the 10th floor, find the black-clad monk's body, then kill him with poison. It's that simple; even Jingmi could do it... Damn it! What kind of nonsense is that man spouting!"

She stomped her foot forcefully in a moment of tranquility.

Although this kind of clandestine killing is indeed very suitable for Assasn, Jingmi still felt uneasy.

The reason for this is probably because the person who assigned this task was her lifelong enemy, Li Ang.

"That man who gets to monopolize my sister's embrace and boss around Jingmi... I'll poison him one day!"

While silently sentencing Li Ang to death in her heart, Jingmi was also observing the layout of the 10th floor.

Unlike other apartment buildings with circular staircases, the 10th floor has a very spacious layout.

Although the room is filled with various instruments and equipment, you can still take in the whole room at a glance.

About two rooms away from the quiet place stood a figure in a black coat.

You could tell just by looking at his shadow that he was thin and tall.

The other person remained motionless, appearing as if he were asleep standing up. The only thing that stood out was the distress etched on his face, which left a deep impression on anyone who saw it and seemed like it would never disappear.

The body of the barrier master Araya Sōren stood there.

"These are the monks Li Ang was talking about, right? Hurry up and finish your work so you can go back."

Jingmi took out her dagger, carefully made a cut, and smeared her blood on the blade.

Although the entire body of the Tranquil One contains deadly poison, from its nails to its skin and even its bodily fluids, it is a top-tier poison.

But just to be on the safe side, Jingmi chose to coat the dagger with another layer of poisoned blood.

"That's it."

Quietly, she brandished the dagger and whispered.

Because Araya Souren's ability to move freely within the apartment was too annoying, Li Ang attempted to use the opportunity of Araya Souren's poisoning to lock the fake monk on the 10th floor, and then have Kiritsugu blow up the entire building.

If Araya Sōren reveals a weakness during this period, then Li Ang will have "Ryōgi" directly cut the building's death line.

If that doesn't work, then try to reduce the number of Servants in the Black Team as much as possible.