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Then came the second hand, followed by a purple-haired youth bleeding from all seven orifices who crawled out.

"It's nothing, why are you shouting?"

He still stood up with a serious and rigid demeanor.

"Are you alright, Mr. Lancelot?"

"I asked with concern," Reinhard asked.

"What can I do?"

Lancelot wiped away the blood and said calmly, "It's just a superficial wound. The bruising will go away and it can even help loosen up your shinbone. You Easterners have that saying, right?"

"External injury..."

Reinhard looked at Lancelot's pale face, which was bleeding from his seven orifices as he wiped away the blood, then at his chest, which was so sunken that a fist could fit inside, and his weak, trembling legs.

I dare not speak anymore.

He looks like he's about to die.

After all, Lancelot clearly didn't want to lose face in front of his junior; that's probably the dignity of a senior.

But why was Mr. Lancelot, who is so strong, injured by him?

Reinhard was completely baffled, but still considerately respected the dignity of his senior knight.

"Alright, Master, you've seen it yourself. For you to inflict even a minor injury on me, your strength is already quite good among Servants."

Under my command, they would probably be able to secure a place in the Knights Order.

But don't be arrogant. You're still young, and you have a long road ahead of you, you know? Okay.

Lancelot waved his hand and turned to walk outside: "I will definitely lift the Holy Grail for you, Master, in this Holy Grail War, but we must not underestimate the other Servants; we must gather intelligence..."

"Mr. Lancelot, what happened behind you...?"

Reinhard's pupils contracted, and he exclaimed in surprise.

"What happened behind you? Don't make a fuss, I told you it's nothing."

Lancelot frowned and asked, reaching out to touch it, only to find nothing.

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He reached behind him again and felt along the edge, touching the broken ribs and writhing flesh...

Silence fell immediately.

He turned to look at Reinhard and gave him a thumbs up: "You are truly worthy of being my junior."

He fell backward, looking up at the sky.

"Mr. Lancelot?! What's wrong? Mr. Lancelot, wake up!"

Reinhardt panicked completely when he saw Lancelot sleeping soundly with a huge hole behind him, silently watching, and a spiraling mark spreading outwards.

This doesn't look like a superficial injury at all; it looks like the person might be on the verge of death.

No way, did he kill his Servant as soon as he became a Master?

That's impossible! Lancelot is a top-tier Servant with all A-rank physical attributes.

He even transformed his sword into a fist, using only the spiral force, one of the three most basic types of force in fist fighting.

It's just the basics of comparing strength and gentleness.

"Mr. Lancelot, why are you releasing spiritual energy?!...Mr. Lancelot, don't die!"

Behind.

The broken rock fragments of the mountain finally fell off, and the smoke, dust, and rocks dissipated, revealing a deep, bottomless spiral pit.

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Matou residence.

Reinhard looked remorseful and earnestly pleaded, "Please, Mr. Matou, save my Servant."

After visiting Fuyuki Cathedral, Ms. Minagawa declared: "There's no hope, just wait to die. Goodbye," a three-part farewell from Bian Que.

The spirit origin was almost shattered, what's the point of saving it?

You're beating me to death, aren't you?

Could it be that this suspected Shadow Servant, or even just a counterfeit Phantom Servant, is a blood feud with your ancestors?

And Ms. Minagawa looked reluctant and hesitated to speak, finally advising: "You should be merciful. You should just punch him to death. It's too cruel to torture someone to the point of death."

Finally, at his insistence, he was introduced to the Matou residence.

Ms. Minagawa suggests that the Matou family, skilled in water magic and soul-based butterfly magic, might have a solution.

then.

Reinhard sat down right here.

He learned Japanese traditions without a teacher, and it's clear he deeply regrets it.

"He told you to use your full strength, and you actually did?"

Kurumi, who was watching the scene unfold, looked at the pitiful and frightening Lancelot with a strange expression: "You punched him right in the chest? Do you have a blood feud with him? Or is he an enemy from your ancestors?"

This one is clearly just a Shadow Servant, or even just a Phantom Spirit, not even close to being a Servant, right?

'I am not a Shadow Servant, I am a proper Heroic Spirit, a proper Servant!!'

Lancelot roared inwardly, unable to move.

There's something wrong with your world. Whose Master is that strong?

Anyone who didn't know better would think it was the King's Dragon Fist when his eyes turned green with hunger.

Oh no, even the King's iron fist isn't that powerful.

"I didn't mean to, I didn't know..."

Lai Aotian was also filled with pain and regret: "I didn't know he was a Shadow Follower. I thought he just wanted to boost my confidence."

'So, I'm not a follower.'

Lancelot roared inwardly.

Why are you all looking at me with pity, as if I'm too weak? It's clearly because this junior is too monstrous!

"...Are you sure you don't have a grudge against Xiaolan?"

Rosser asked suspiciously, "You should be able to sense the strength of a Servant, right?"

To be honest, he had always suspected that Reinhard's identity was actually similar to that of UO from the Re:Zero world.

Working for the restraining force, or rather, the will of the world, they are essentially just tools.

Therefore, they didn't care about Reinhard's growth at all.

The random blessings are basically just cheat codes. They might be a blessing for others, but for someone with Reinhard's talent, they are a limitation.

Upon entering reality, it may seem that the means have decreased or weakened, but in fact, they are constantly growing.

In particular, his version of the Type-Moon martial arts emphasizes self-discovery, which is highly compatible with it.

The current stats are weaker than at their peak, but it's really hard to say how it will actually perform in a match.

What's strange is that Reinhard, this virtuous and righteous swordsman and knight, actually has a much higher talent in fist fighting than in swordsmanship.

He quickly learned the technique of concentrating his power into a single point and imploding inside the enemy's body.

Otherwise, Lancelot (Xiao Lan) was a Servant after all; at most, he would have been stabbed through by a sword, with the aftershocks cutting through several mountains. He wouldn't have suffered such a terrible fate.

Looking at Lancelot's back, riddled with holes big enough to fit his head, Rosser felt a pang of sympathy.

It's too cruel.

Is Reinhard jealous that Ran is more handsome than him?

“I…I don’t know. I thought Mr. Lancelot had returned to simplicity and concealed his aura.”

Reinhard looked completely bewildered.

What the hell is this "return to simplicity"?!

'So you can sense my strength...'

Lancelot almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

And what does it mean to conceal one's aura? Isn't aura concealment a skill used by assassins?

As if sensing his thoughts, Rosser explained, "Concealing one's aura is a fundamental technique in boxing."

Kurumi, Yukinoshita, and Rider Medusa, who were watching the drama unfold, nodded in agreement.

'What the hell is this "basic" stuff...? What's the point of the Assassin class then?'

Lancelot was speechless.

"Assassin class skills can eliminate existence!"

Rosser asked, puzzled.

The others continued to nod as if it were perfectly natural.

Yeah, what's "presence concealment"? Isn't it just disappearing from someone's presence? It's said that an A+ rank servant can make people forget they even exist.

If you sneak up and stab someone, you won't even know who did it.

The EX-rank is said to be able to make the world forget, a skill that can be called an old silver coin's god-like skill. Of course, the Servant's skill can be controlled to open or close.

What the heck is "existence elimination"?

Lancelot looked at everyone who seemed to take it all for granted and began to question his own existence.

Am I wrong?

Actually, I am a Shadow Follower, but I didn't know it and mistakenly thought I was the real Lancelot.

"That's it, he's been knocked senseless."

Rother looked at the red-haired knight with a pitying expression and reproach: "Reinhard, you went too far. This Shadow Servant didn't have many traces of a Servant left. Your punch was worse than killing him outright. They are all historical figures. You can't humiliate a secondary Servant like this."

The tone was clear: Why are you bullying an idiot?

"Sorry, it's my fault."

Reinhard lowered his head even further and pleaded, "Please, save Mr. Lancelot. If there's anything I can do for you, please let me know."

"No, it's not your fault, junior. I was arrogant and didn't... I didn't resist, which resulted in you punching me..."

When facing a junior... you can't exactly say the speed was too fast and he didn't even have time to react, can you? And Mr. Matou, that expression of yours is blaming him for bullying someone with a mental disability, isn't it?

Lancelot roared inwardly.

As the leader of the Round Table Men's Group, when has he ever received such pity and humiliation?

He has a sense of shame too.

The purple-haired knight, barely managing to stay upright, spoke in a weak voice, his expression nonchalant: "It's just a rib shattering explosion, my internal organs were smashed into a pulp and splattered out, and I suffered a severe concussion. It's just a minor injury... cough—!"

He coughed up a stream of spiritual energy, and his figure became even more transparent again.

But he remained calm, as if it were a minor problem that he could be fixed with a nap.

"So you didn't resist? No wonder."

Rother nodded seriously: "But I do have something I need someone's help with, and it's you, Lancelot."

Lancelot immediately showed gratitude.

Although he inexplicably wanted to stay away from the boy, he was a good person and even helped him out of a predicament.

"Can he be saved?"

Reinhard exclaimed in surprise.