In the anime, Kira Yoshikage longs for a peaceful life

"it is good!"

Hisau Maiya carried out Emiya Kiritsugu's orders without hesitation, not caring about her allies who were still in danger.

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"Oh, this is really a headache."

Life is not easy, the emperor sighed.

He originally thought that as long as Lancer's master ordered Lancer to attack him, he would fight back fiercely.

But since Lancer's master asked Lancer to go back and save people, he had no reason to stop him. Instead, he felt a little respect for him.

The person who could make Lancer's Master use two Command Spells to save him must be very important to him, right?

Rider turned his gaze to the blonde knight girl and asked in a very serious tone:

"So, Saber, would you like to seriously consider my proposal?"

"I reject!"

Saber raised the invisible sword in her hand and answered him with practical action.

"Really? That's a shame."

Rider muttered, pressing his temple unconsciously with his fist, "But if there are only two of us, it's really not appropriate to have a conversation in this kind of situation..."

Rider quickly shook off his depressed mood, raised his head and shouted loudly:

"Hello? Are there others here? Those guys hiding in the darkness and watching, I'm sure I'm not the only Heroic Spirit attracted by the clear sound of swords clashing? All the Heroic Spirits summoned by the Holy Grail, come here and gather now!

"Cowards who are afraid to show their faces will be despised by the Conqueror King Iskandar!"

Saber looked around vigilantly, always guarding Irisviel, not daring to move even a step.

Although she knew that Irisviel had the power to turn back time, that was no reason for her to slack off as a knight!

Rider’s provocation was enough to be called stupid, but even with such stupid remarks, there would always be people who would take it personally.

light.

The purest and brightest golden light slowly condenses at the top of the street lamp into a servant wearing dazzling golden armor!

Its name is——

Gold glitter!

"You are such a coward who doesn't take me seriously and calls yourself 'king'. You really don't know your place!"

Facing Gilgamesh's extremely arrogant and disdainful provocation, Rider scratched his cheek:

"Even if you are rude, I, Iskandar, am a well-known conqueror."

"What a joke! I am the only hero in the world who is truly qualified to be king! The rest are just some low-class cultivators!"

Rider spread his hands:

"Since we've come to this point, why don't you tell me your name first? Since you're also a king, you can't be afraid to tell me your name, right?"

"Ask me? How dare you, a random cultivator, ask me! You enjoy the honor of being able to meet me, but you dare not recognize me. Such an ignorant person does not deserve to live!"

Archer's red eyes were filled with proud anger as he stared at the 'rude' giant, and began to reveal a creepy murderous intent.

In the empty sky on both sides of him, circles of golden whirlpools slowly rippled out.

The next moment, a sword shining with dazzling light stretched out from the rippling golden vortex.

There were unsheathed swords, guns, and all kinds of weapons, all of them were decorated with dazzling and shining lights, and they exuded an unconcealable magical power.

That is obviously not an ordinary weapon, it can only be a treasure!

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

In the dark sewer, Matou Kariya's eyes were bloodshot with hatred, and he leaned against the wall, screaming and laughing crazily.

"Tousaka Tokiomi, I will definitely kill you!"

First crush your Servant, then kick this disgusting magician out of the Holy Grail War.

"Kill it! Berserker!"

boom!

On the outskirts of the battlefield, the black magic power that rolled up gradually solidified and formed a stubborn and unyielding shadow amid the creaking friction of the armor.

Yes, shadow, his figure can only be described as 'shadow'.

His whole body was covered in black armor, without delicate decorations or shiny colors, just darkness, an extreme black like hell. Even his face was covered by the helmet, and deep in the tiny gap of the helmet, one could only see the dazzling light emitted by his eyes that were burning like fire!

"Watch out! Saber, that's Lancelot, he'll come straight at you!"

Irisviel hastily issued a warning.

Saber frowned and said meaningfully:

"Irisviel, I don't know where you got this information from, but that's not Lancelot!"

If it was a frenzied Lancelot, she might not be able to tell the difference if she couldn't see the original color of his armor.

but.

The only thing she will never forget is the shadow in front of her eyes, even if it turns into ashes!

"Eh?"

Irisviel was slightly startled, but Saber had already moved in front of her and warned her in a low voice:

"Irisviel, stand back! Even though she's not Lancelot, you're right about one thing, she'll come straight towards me!"

"she?"

Irisviel blinked, and realizing that things had gone wrong, the girl did not hesitate, nodded slightly, and retreated to the back.

In terms of combat capability, she is far inferior to the Servant.

At a time like this, the most important thing is not to cause trouble for Saber.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--!!"

The black-armored knight let out a terrifying roar, and her helmet automatically split to the sides, gradually merging with the armor.

The face of the girl hidden under the helmet was revealed, surrounded by an ominous black aura and with her eyes emitting scarlet light.

And that face is exactly the same as Saber's!

“Saber?”

Waver, who was huddled in the chariot, couldn't help but exclaim, but when he looked to the other side, the real Saber was standing ready with a serious expression.

Before the servants present could figure out what was going on, the girl in black armor had already raised the black sword high with an incomprehensible roar.

"really!"

Saber took a deep breath. The moment she saw Berserker take off her helmet, she knew what she was going to do. She said coldly:

"It seems that your frenzy has made you lose all your rationality. That's fine. I won't show mercy!"

Her cold words seemed to further anger the black-armored knight, and an inaudible roar came out of her mouth:

"Clarent Blood Arthur (Rebellion against my magnificent father)!"

Saber also raised the sword in her hand and said the true name of the Noble Phantasm:

"Excalibur!"

Archer and Rider stared at this inexplicable battle in amazement, and for a moment they even forgot their hostility towards each other.

No.

Who would use a big move right at the start?

"Saber, we won!"

Irisviel clenched her fists excitedly.

Saber is on the right, this wave will definitely be their victory!

Chapter 222 I, Joseph Joestar, hate people who use other people's names the most!

"Sora, Sora!"

In the ruins on the top floor of the hotel, Kenneth, who arrived late, called out his fiancée's name almost pleadingly, praying that the woman lying motionless on the ground was not dead.

Fortunately, Sora gradually regained consciousness after hearing his cry. He looked at the two men in front of him and pleaded in the same way:

"Help me, Lancer, Kenneth, help me!"

Kenneth felt heartbroken when he saw his fiancée’s bloody right arm.

But when he heard his fiancée called out "Lancer" first, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

why?

Sora, why is this happening?

"Well, let's talk about the terms first."

Kira Yoshikage grabbed Sora's hair without mercy, and spoke calmly amid the latter's screams:

"Sir Kenneth, what price are you willing to pay in exchange for your fiancée's life?"

"everything!"

Kenneth clenched his fists and gritted his teeth:

"As long as you let her go, I can exchange everything I have for her!"

"Well, throw the box in your hand over here first."

Kirara Yoshikage pointed to the silver box in his hand and said:

"Remember to disconnect from the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid first."

Kenneth's hands trembled and his pupils shrank slightly. How did he know?

He originally wanted to use the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to launch a sneak attack, not to attack the enemy, but to protect Sora.

As long as there is the protection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, no matter what kind of enemy it is, it will not be able to break through its defense in a short period of time.

After all, it was made by him personally, and even among the collections of the twelve families that produced many monarchs and the famous families that could rival them, it was worthy of being recognized as a symbol of the family, and it was the supreme ceremonial dress belonging to the El-Melloi family!

"it is good!"

Kenneth took a deep breath and placed the box of Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid on the ground. The magic marks on his arms also appeared one after another.

He felt a little regretful in his heart, why didn't he leave the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid to Sora?

If there was Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, perhaps Sora would not be captured by the enemy so easily!

Kenneth's heart was filled with self-blame and guilt, but he forgot that he had already set up 24 layers of barriers in this hotel based on the Three-Base Magic Furnace, and even some corridors had been transformed into another world.

How could the outcome of an enemy that cannot even be stopped at this level be changed by the protection of the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid?

boom!

The box was thrown in front of Kira Yoshikage, rolled twice and almost fell through the collapsed ground of the room.

"Can we let Sora go now?"

Kenneth endured the pain of the magic seal being torn apart and stood up from the ground, his body twitching slightly due to the pain.

Unlike Magic Circuits, Magic Seals are mysterious seals that a magician has spent a lifetime cultivating and fixing.

It can also be said that it is the magical heritage that makes a magus family a magus family. In a sense, for a magus family, the magic seal is the real master, and each generation of magus is just a vessel to pass it on.

When implanting the Magic Mark, every magician will endure pain that is unbearable for ordinary people, but the good thing is that they can rely on the inheritance carried in the Magic Mark to grow into a powerful magician faster than others.

It is for this reason.

Kenneth has always firmly believed that in the world of magic, one's origin largely determines the strengths and weaknesses of each person.

After all, how can your lifelong efforts be compared with my magic engravings that have been passed down for several generations or even dozens of generations and have lasted for thousands of years?

As a magic gift that is directly operated by the magician's own magic imprint, the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid is closely related to his magic imprint. It is relatively smooth when connected, but to disconnect is equivalent to forcibly cutting off a part of the magic imprint, which is a very painful process.

But despite this, Kenneth chose to give up the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid without hesitation!