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Lin En patiently advised.

Lancelot slapped the table and said with certainty:

"Is it that bastard Gawain? That guy has always wanted to snatch the title of 'First Knight of the Round Table' from me."

Lin En raised an eyebrow, not knowing whether he was playing dumb or really couldn't stand Gao Wen, but Lin En still told him the truth directly.

"In this Holy Grail War, the Heroic Spirit of the Sword who appeared in the world with the job of Saber is worthy of the title. King Arthur, Altria Pendragon!"

"thump!"

Lancelot lay directly on the table, his body almost fading.

"I didn't expect it was really the king. I thought I was dreaming! I actually had the thought of drawing my sword against the king. How can I, Lancelot, still be qualified to call myself a Knight of the Round Table?"

"Isn't this still a memory?"

Lynn smiled unkindly.

Seeing Lancelot's face full of sorrow and despair, Lin En had no choice but to stop laughing and said to him:

"Aren't you going to meet the king?"

"Correct!"

Lancelot suddenly came back to life, and said with high morale:

"I will return to the king's service, atone for my sins, and ask for his forgiveness."

As he said this, he prepared to rush out.

"Wait!"

Lin En reached out to stop him and said to him:

"You have not forgotten that your madness has not yet been cured! If you rush out of this house without any preparation, you will immediately return to your original madness and even King Arthur will not recognize you."

Perhaps it was the last sentence that had an effect, for Lancelot froze on the spot and then backed up to his position.

"Do you have any good ideas, Archdruid?"

Lancelot looked at Lynn with hopeful eyes.

"I still like your rebellious look."

Lin En complained. He remembered the first time he met Lancelot, the first knight who was so proud that he couldn't bend down.

"What did you say?"

Lancelot didn't hear Lynn's quiet complaint and couldn't help but ask.

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"Nothing. I mean, I can't cure your madness. This is an iron rule engraved in your spiritual foundation."

Lancelot looked disappointed.

"But I have a way to help you suppress this madness, at least tonight."

Lynn said slowly.

"really?"

Lancelot was overjoyed. When he thought about being able to see King Arthur again, return to serve him and ask for his forgiveness, Lancelot felt tears welling up in his eyes.

"But it's not a good idea for you to rush over like this. You should at least know what King Arthur wants to achieve in his fight for the Holy Grail."

The End of Ideals: Chapter 99: Declaration of War

What Lin En didn't know was that Saber had actually been hiding only a few hundred meters away from his house, so close that he could reach her with just a charge.

Emiya Kiritsugu and Hisau Maiya stayed by the side of Irisviel, who had fainted again, so Saber temporarily gave up her duty of protecting Irisviel and began to patrol the entire Fuyuki City to see if she could encounter other Heroic Spirits.

Of course, the mission given to him by Emiya Kiritsugu was to ensure that Rider's Master really left Fuyuki City, but in fact, Saber knew that Waver was no longer the Master the moment she saw him. The Command Seal, the contract between the Master and the Heroic Spirit, had disappeared from him.

Saber was not as suspicious as Emiya Kiritsugu. After confirming this, she no longer cared about Waver's whereabouts and instead focused on monitoring Lynn's mansion.

Although there was a barrier to block them, Saber could still keenly sense the aura released by Lancelot in excitement.

"The breath of a Heroic Spirit. But it doesn't look like a Berserker."

Since Lancelot had temporarily escaped from his madness, the aura Saber sensed was not that of Berserker.

"What's going on? Is there an eighth Heroic Spirit in the Holy Grail War?"

Thinking of the irregularities in the Holy Grail War that Irisviel had inadvertently mentioned to her, Saber frowned, thinking that Lin En had somehow summoned the eighth Heroic Spirit.

As for whether Lin En could do this, Saber had great confidence in this. She believed that Lin En's magic level was second only to Merlin's.

Regardless, since it has been confirmed that there is an unknown heroic spirit hidden in Lin En's home, it can be concluded that the other party has the intention of competing for the Holy Grail, and may even have become the eighth Master. In this case, Saber has no reason to stay here.

After taking a final deep look at Lynn's mansion, Saber turned and left. She still had to look for clues about Berserker.

This was the quietest day since the beginning of the Holy Grail War. All the Masters stayed in their own bases. The two Heroic Spirits wandered around Fuyuki City, but miraculously did not meet each other.

Everyone waited for the night to come in tacit agreement. They all understood that now that only three Heroic Spirits were left in the Holy Grail War, tonight would be the moment of the decisive battle.

Finally, the sun, which never rests all year round, is about to rush to its next work place. The sunset glow has not yet faded, and the moon is about to rise.

The streets were deserted, the shops on both sides were closed, and the street lights were not turned on yet.

Lynn walked out of the house, took a deep breath of the still warm air, and closed her eyes.

next moment,

Night fell.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Seven fireworks streaked across the night sky, bursting into intense light as they reached the top.

"Have you chosen a venue? It's just what I want!"

Lin En showed a cold smile and said to the figure behind him:

"Go to the planned location and wait."

The shadow nodded and left quickly.

Lynn looked in the direction of Liudong City.

"Do you want to rely on the natural barrier to suppress the other heroic spirits? But your knowledge of magic is too shallow."

Lin En took a step forward, and his footsteps seemed to be engraved in the hearts of everyone in Fuyuki City, knocking on the boiling spiritual veins.

A light invisible to ordinary people naturally rose from the ground. At this moment, the spiritual veins of Fuyuki City were completely activated, prostrating themselves at the feet of the Supreme Being.

"This is?"

Emiya Kiritsugu, who was lying on the roof of the temple, raised his head and looked forward in disbelief. At this moment, the natural barrier covering the entire Enzo Mountain began to move, gradually enveloping the entire Enzo Mountain.

"This is a magic trick that will change the world!"

Emiya Kiritsugu said in disbelief, looking down at Saber who had a distressed expression.

"Kiritsugu, the barrier here is repelling me."

The next moment, the two of them raised their heads and looked into the distance at the same time. An indescribable aura suddenly erupted, and the strong magical reaction stimulated Kiritsugu's magic circuits to cause a dull pain.

"Is this a letter of challenge? It seems the other party is not satisfied with the battlefield we chose!"

Emiya Kiritsugu frowned deeply. He had deployed a large number of means at Ryudo Temple, which even allowed him to briefly intervene in the battle between the Heroic Spirits. But now he was directly ignored by the other party.

“Kiritsugu, let me go and meet them!”

Saber had already sensed the owner of that aura, and the faint fighting spirit within it. Saber naturally believed that this fighting spirit was directed towards her.

"It just so happens that since I became king, we haven't had a serious fight."

Saber thought so, her eyes filled with fighting spirit.

Emiya Kiritsugu hesitated for a while, and indeed could not think of any good solution, so he could only say to Saber:

"Then go ahead. If there is an emergency, I will summon you with the Command Spell."

Saber nodded, her clothes instantly changed into armor, and she rushed towards the place where the momentum burst out.

Lin En walked slowly on the road, and with every step he took, his aura became more and more in tune with the land of Fuyuki City. If he continued walking, terror would become the embodiment of this land.

But some people couldn't stand it anymore.

Tohsaka Tokiomi stood in front of Lin En. Although the scene just now had made him realize the gap between the enemy and us, as the head of the Tohsaka family, he could not let the management of the spirit veins of Fuyuki City be taken away from him.

"You're crossing a line, Lynn."

Toosaka Tokiomi said in a deep voice.

"Crossing the line? Crossing what line? This is a war, and war is about anything. What's more, I didn't show my magic to ordinary people. The Magic Association won't punish me for such a small matter."

Lynn said playfully.

Tosaka Tokiomi's face darkened. He knew that what the other party said was right. Not to mention the other party's influence in the Magic Association, the management of the spirit vein is a controversial thing. Basically, each family manages it by themselves, and the Magic Association cannot intervene. Naturally, it will not intervene in the behavior of foreign magicians who want to snatch the spirit vein.

As for the Cathedral Church, if Tōsaka Tokiomi dared to move out of the Cathedral Church here, he would be cutting himself off from the Magic Association.

Then, there is only one way left.

"Then let's use a battle between magicians to decide who owns the spiritual vein here."

Tōsaka Tokiomi took a deep breath and took out an old staff.

The End of the Ideal: Chapter 100: Azoth Sword

"A battle between magicians!"

Lin En smiled with some amusement, knowing that Tōsaka Tokiomi said this on purpose, meaning that neither side would use Taijutsu.

"It seems that you already know the gap between you and me, but do you really think that what you saw is my full strength?"

Lynn took a step forward.

"what?"

In Toshiomi Tōsaka's eyes, the Lin En in front of him suddenly became two.

Take one more step.

The figures in Tōsaka Tokiomi's eyes turned into four.

Then there were eight, sixteen, until they filled his entire field of vision.

"Your use of magic is too one-sided. I'm afraid you haven't experienced many serious magic battles!"

Lin En's voice suddenly rang in Tōsaka Tokiomi's ears.

"His use of gem magic has indeed reached an excellent level, but it is only excellent for an ordinary magician."

Lin En's voice came from all directions, making it difficult to tell where the sound came from.

"But there are no ordinary people among magicians. All magicians, if they do not stop before the gap in talent, still want to target the root."

"Then, you will gradually fall into the devil's way."

Tohsaka Tokiomi tried his best to stay calm and used various means to find out Lin's location.

"It can be said that the closer a magician is to the path of magic and the less human he is, the stronger he will become."

Lin En's voice appeared behind Toosaka Tokiomi, and a warm feeling surged into Toosaka Tokiomi's heart, but it made him feel creepy.

"what!--"

Tōsaka Tokiomi finally couldn't bear it anymore, and swung his staff behind him with all his strength. A huge fireball flew out, but disappeared in the clouds without making any sound.

Before we knew it, the fog had enveloped the entire street, with countless figures looming in the mist.

"You can't hold on any longer? I wanted to discuss the relationship between human nature and magic with you, but it seems that this is the end of it!"

The next moment, an intense pain attacked his face, and Toosaka Tokiomi was knocked into the air, spun 360 degrees, and fell heavily to the ground.

When he struggled to open his eyes, he saw Lin En walking slowly towards him from a distance.

"It turns out that I fell into the opponent's illusion from the beginning!"

A flash of enlightenment arose in Tōsaka Tokiomi's heart, but it was too late.

"Boring!"

Lin En glanced at Tōsaka Tokiomi and stepped over him.