My mother's love song

Ruler said this to the elderly driver, forcing the truck to stop.

"What happened..."

"Please wait until daybreak before driving. I can just walk over here, no problem."

She forced the frowning old man to understand, then said goodbye, picked up her bag and ran as fast as she could.

As she ran, a white glow enveloped the girl's body, and her light uniform transformed into a majestic combat form.

The dark blue monastic uniform with silver forehead guard, hand guards and armor may seem like a very sacred and conservative outfit at first glance, but her bust and beautiful legs show off her beauty and sexiness as a young girl.

Rather than a female knight or warrior, she feels more like a priestess.

"It seems you are the Servant Ruler."

The voice came from above.

Jeanne looked up and what caught her eye was a huge highway sign and a young man waiting on it.

The wildly growing white hair and the sharp eyes like a knife blade, the white skin and the red stone inlaid on the chest also complement each other, brewing a lustrous color.

But the most eye-catching thing is the golden armor that seems to be integrated with the body and radiates a sacred glow.

Ruler stared at his figure without any hesitation and said:

"…You are the Red Lancer, right?"

Lancer nodded and said, "Oh, I haven't even shown my weapon yet, and you can see through it?"

"Yes, I know. Of course, I also know your name, Heroic Spirit Karna."

The name mentioned by Joan of Arc is the immortal hero who is recorded in the ancient Indian epic poem "Mahabharata".

Born between the sun god Surya and the human woman Kunti, he received a golden armor from his father as proof of his sonship. He is indeed a born hero.

"I see, you are indeed the Ruler. The fact that my real name was revealed before I even drew my gun is the best proof."

"Hmm. By the way, Red Lancer, why are you here?"

"It's not wise to keep saying something you already know. Just think of my being here as a clear declaration of war."

Although he had already been convinced, Ruler still felt discouraged when he was told again.

"Your Master is the fool. Is there any point in getting rid of me here now?"

"Who cares so much?"

Concise answers strongly reject communication of ideas.

The Red Lancer continued, "The Master asked me to finish you off here. Well, I am only acting according to the contract."

Karna naturally had some doubts about the Master's strange order.

Not an enemy magus, not an enemy servant, not even one that devours innocent humans to replenish its magic power.

The Master was probably preparing to violate the rules by personally killing the Ruler, the fifteenth Servant who was supposed to be the judge of this Holy Grail War.

But orders are orders.

Red Lancer would never do something like going against the grain.

It is better to say that Karna did not have such an idea at all.

"Kill", if ordered like this... he would just kill without mercy.

With the strength of the strongest character in human history, as well as his loyal attitude and taciturn style, Karna is undoubtedly one of the most perfect servants in the Holy Grail War.

moment

A pale light seemed to penetrate Lancer's right hand.

A huge gun appeared in his hand.

It is far longer than Karna’s body and so large that it is hard to imagine that it is a weapon used by humans. Its intricate shape is truly a work of art.

Jeanne recognized it as the [God-made Armor] at a glance, and clenched her fists without any hesitation.

"Lancer!!"

"I'm going to attack, Ruler. Sorry, I'm not calm enough to show mercy and let you exercise the Ruler's privileges. Let me decide the outcome with just one final blow!"

His words and the magic power that instantly expanded in the space left Ruler dumbfounded.

Before their swords even crossed, he prepared to release his Noble Phantasm without a word.

No, if this goes on, his Noble Phantasm will act faster than I can exercise my privilege!

This is really a development beyond expectations. Although it is said that "Servant battles are battles of Noble Phantasms", who would directly release a Noble Phantasm without knowing the opponent's real name and back-up plan?

Even Ultraman wouldn't fire a beam as soon as he appears!

However, there was no hesitation in the white-haired young man's eyes.

Without hesitation, Joan summoned her weapon, and her magnificent sacred banner fluttered in the wind.

"Let's say goodbye to fate"

The Crimson Lancer tightly grasped the divine spear, leaped lightly, and stayed in the air with the huge amount of magic power released from his body.

The flame formed a gorgeous vortex in the air, and the magic power of the great hero Karna began to be injected into the divine spear.

"Go! O Brahma, curse my body [Brahmastrakundala]!!"

Amid the explosion, Lnacer standing in the sky threw out the blazing divine spear.

In an instant, the magic power released by the gun made the ground beneath the girl's feet melt like candy.

Thus, this dark night without moonlight was suddenly filled with the sun's radiance.

"A+ rank...An anti-national treasure!"

Jeanne, knowing the power of this attack, made a judgment just as she was about to release her treasure to counter it.

She sensed the presence of the second Servant.

"……This is."

As the divine spear advanced in front, a very similar aura came from behind.

Just as Jeanne hesitated for a moment, a stab of sun flames that was powerful enough to vaporize the entire city was approaching.

"O Horus, the eagle-headed lord of silence and power!"

Along with the short spell, a large and magnificent hexagram magic circle appeared right above Jeanne.

It's Caster!

Joan of Arc turned around and saw a tall young man with blond hair and a black robe.

He held the cane in his right hand and raised his left hand.

The thread of cause and effect flowing from the palm of his left hand continuously injected magic power into the barrier, trying to block the Noble Phantasm that Lancer launched against Ruler.

Ahhh, what a ridiculous behavior.

There are people who actually think that they can use magic to compete with the divine weapons thrown by the great hero Karna.

And it’s only a “one-bar” magic trick!

It was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. There was no chance of resistance. In front of the national treasure, mere magic was no match for it.

“He actually blocked it!?”

Joan of Arc couldn't believe her eyes.

The spear of the great god [Indra], which possesses supreme firepower, was unexpectedly blocked by the magic of the barrier that appeared out of nowhere.

The divine spear that fell from the sky collided with the scarlet magic circle, and the resulting storm and high temperature swept the ground and trees away, but the magic cast by Caster was able to resist the invasion of the fatal spear.

Amazing.

It was beyond Jeanne and Karna's comprehension that there was actually magic in this world that could block a Noble Phantasm.

Solider than any castle wall, the barrier magic cast by Caster did not even show a single crack until the flames wrapped around the divine spear were exhausted.

"...!"

In the strong light, Karna's magic spear burned out a trace of magic power and bounced back into his hand.

""

Karna, who returned to the ground, showed a surprised expression, and stared at the Black Caster in the distance with Jeanne.

Rhode scratched his cheek: "...Ah, I acted carelessly. My body moved before my head."

"You actually took my gun. That's amazing. Was that a solar magic just now...?"

From the bottom of his heart, the son of the sun god paid tribute to the unknown magician with words of praise and questions.

"You are truly a great hero of Indian mythology. You spotted my shabby little trick at the first sight."

Rod confessed readily.

Even if he was Caster with the power of cheats, there was no way he could resist Karna's national treasure with just "one section" of magic.

What he used just now was a barrier magic filled with the power of the sun.

Horus, opening a channel to the sun, projects the fiery face of the star onto the sky.

Relying on this magic of the same nature as Karna's, Rhodes intercepted the Spear of God Slayer.

Karna said, "I can assume that you are Caster."

"Ah, I'm Black Caster... Although that's true, I've actually fallen out with Yugdomirenya."

"……what?"

The other two people present were surprised at the same time, especially Joan of Arc, who opened her mouth unconsciously.

“…What do you mean by falling out? The Holy Grail War hasn’t even started yet, has it!?”

Caster's words were even worse news to Jeanne than being attacked by the enemy's national treasure.

There was only one advantage for Ruler in this Holy Grail War: the fourteen Servants were divided into two camps, red and black.

In other words, it can prevent the fourteen people from acting independently and fighting in the city.

Just imagining fourteen heroic spirits doing whatever they want and running rampant is like a nightmare.

The whole city might be destroyed.

However, before Miss Jeanne even arrived at Tulifas, the Black side had already split up! Stop joking, please!!!

Jeanne was numb here, while Rhodes shrugged lightly over there.

"We've fallen out, and Qianjieshu suddenly sent people to Japan to attack me. What can I do?"

"……Misunderstand."

"Aha?"

"There must be some misunderstanding! Caster!"

Jeanne suddenly ran to Rod's side, grabbed his wrist without saying anything, raised it up, and said with shining eyes: "Hey, you two can make peace, okay?

There is nothing that cannot be communicated with words! Let’s work together and get along well with each other!”

"No."

Rhodes coldly shook off Jeanne's hand and turned to Karna and said to him.

"Lancer. Although you may find it hard to believe what I say, I have no intention of becoming an enemy of you and your Master.

I just made a move accidentally. As you can see, I am more interested in getting rid of the black guys.

Of course, I will defeat you all later. For now, if you want to kill Ruler, that’s up to you. I’m going back to the Master.”

"Caster, are you serious?"

"Ah."

He nodded to Lancer and turned his back to him.

I glanced sideways at Joan of Arc and found that she had her head down and said nothing.

Are you angry? Never mind her...it has nothing to do with me.

Just as Rhodes was about to leave the stage,