Shinji Matou At Your Service

Chapter 26: Gun and Sword (I)

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Connected to the east of the Seaside Park is a warehouse street, which also has port facilities, separating the new capital from the industrial area further east. At night, there is almost no one here, and the dim lights on the street make the scene even more empty. The unmanned cranes are neatly arranged on the beach, looking like huge dinosaur fossils, which makes people feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's a good place for a duel." Shinji, who entered the warehouse street first and grabbed the first-class spectator seat, said so.

Justisa sensed the magical energy around her and made a judgment: "Someone has opened the barrier. It should be the master of the other Servant who did it to isolate ordinary people from the Holy Grail War and hide the real scene."

"That's the normal way to do it. It's a rule that magi must follow to not expose their actions to the public. Only the two crazy people in Caster's group would ignore it. However, the functions of the barrier are varied. It would be troublesome if there were also enemy-searching spells built into it. Just in case."

Shinji said as he pulled his cloak, and his body was shrouded in black mist. When the mist dissipated, the child with blue curly hair and deep blue eyes disappeared, and was replaced by a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes. Shinji's shadow could be vaguely seen in his eyebrows.

This was what Shinji looked like in his previous life. This might be the reason why he was able to enter this world without any hindrance and not be rejected by his new body.

In the shadows, a slender figure quietly emerged. It was Scathach who came after receiving the information.

The queen who saw through cause and effect looked at Shinji, who had changed his appearance, thoughtfully, "ee (Hades' cloak)."

Shinji received a gift from his ancestor Perseus more than a year ago and was able to use the latter's Noble Phantasm.

Perseus is one of the most powerful heroes in Greek mythology and the origin of the constellation Perseus. According to legend, he was blessed by the gods of Olympus and had many treasures in his life, one of which was the cloak lent to him by Hades, the god of the underworld.

The effect of the cloak is camouflage. It can change the appearance at the cost of consuming magic power. If enough magic power is consumed at one time, it can even achieve short-term invisibility, and even sound and smell will be completely eliminated. In mythology, Perseus used this treasure to sneak up to Medusa and cut off her head in her sleep. Shinji dared to leave home and observe the battle of the servants up close because of its magical effect.

"Here it comes." Justisa's voice interrupted Scathach's thoughts and she looked down.

Saber and Irisviel were seen walking upright on the wide four-lane road, like duelists bravely accepting a challenge.

The enemy also boldly stood in the middle of the road. His strange attire and the strong magical power emanating from his body showed that he was an unusual existence.

This is a man with regular features, a high nose bridge, stern eyebrows and a sharp facial contour. His delicate lips make people feel strict and ascetic, but his gentle and melancholy eyes make people feel his masculine charm strongly, especially the teardrop mole under his left eye, which makes his eyes look even more charming.

His weapon was quite eye-catching. In his right hand he carried a two-meter-long spear, and in his left hand he carried a short gun that was about one-third the length of the other.

"A rare weapon." Veteran weapons master Scathach stared at the long and short guns, her eyes lighting up.

Shinji asked, "What do you mean?"

Scathach explained: "If you want to make use of the length of the gun to deal with different occasions of battle, most people use two detachable pistols. In this way, one long and one short can be used at the same time. It is either used as a disguise to confuse the opponent, or-"

"—A truly skilled master." Shinji said. He had been waiting for this sentence for a long time.

The two guns, from handle to blade, were all wrapped in a kind of cloth similar to a talisman, making it impossible to see their true appearance. This was undoubtedly a countermeasure designed to hide the true name of the Noble Phantasm. The Noble Phantasm was the servant's trump card, and would not be revealed until the moment of life and death.

"I'm finally here. All day long, everyone who walked through this city chose to be a coward. You were the only one who responded to my temptation."

The Servant holding two guns praised in a low but clear voice. He did not take a fighting stance, but instead asked Saber calmly.

"This fierce fighting spirit, you are Saber, right?"

"That's right." Saber's expression was cold and stern. "You are Lancer, right?"

Lancer said with regret, "I can't even name my next opponent. It's really disappointing to be tied down."

Saber agreed with this statement, and her icy expression softened slightly: "This is unavoidable. We are not fighting for our own glory. You must have offered up the gun in your hand for your master."

"That's right." Lancer didn't look like a man who was about to fight for his life. Instead, he smiled bitterly with a relaxed look on his face. This slightly melancholy expression made him more charming, and his lethality to women increased to an indescribable level. Even someone as natural as Irisviel and as indifferent as Yustisa would feel a little dazed.

"Enchanting magic?"

The two androids from the Einzbern family spoke at the same time, Justissa was confused and Irisviel was angry.

"That's really disrespectful to a married woman, Lancer!"

The Einzbern family's androids have undergone special adjustments, and their resistance to magic is twice that of ordinary people, so they can wake up in time. If it were any other woman, she would have been bewitched long ago.

In response to Irisviel's protest, Lancer could only smile wryly and shrug.

"I'm so sorry, but this is a cursed ability I was born with, and I can't get rid of it no matter what. Blame it on my birth, or blame it on you being women."

"So narcissistic." Shinji curled his lips half in jealousy and half in disdain, "The master's charm is much greater than yours, why don't you see her say that?"

"Say less." Scathach flicked the back of Shinji's head with her finger, but the corners of her mouth that were slightly raised than usual betrayed her inner thoughts.

Saber snorted and stared at Lancer coldly: "You are not expecting me to show mercy because of your face, Lancer."

"If that's the case, it's really a bummer." Lancer shook his head. "I see, the Saber class's magic resistance is really extraordinary. It's just right. If I have to kill a woman who fainted because of my face, I will lose face. I'm glad that the first person I met is a courageous one."

"Oh? So you want a fair duel? It is a great honor to meet a heroic spirit like you who has chivalry."

Saber replied with an exaggerated smile. It was a transparent and tragic smile that only warriors who had experienced life and death could understand.

"Then let's begin." Lancer raised the long gun on his shoulder, spun it back, and took a fighting stance. He slowly raised the pistol with his left hand. The two guns were spread out and waved like wings, a fighting stance that had never been seen before.

Saber thus released her surging fighting spirit. The burst of magic power stirred up a whirlwind-like airflow in the air, which enveloped the girl's petite body.

In an instant, her entire body was wrapped in silver armor, and her magic power turned into armor and gauntlets. This was her true appearance, her fighting form.

"Saber."

Irisviel swallowed nervously and called out her name.

She was attracted by the strong fighting spirit emanating from the two men, and had keenly realized that there was no room for her to intervene in this battle.

Not only her, but Shinji, Justissa, Scathach, and anyone watching knew that there was no room for beings other than Servants to intervene in this battle.

However, Irisviel didn't want to just be a spectator.

"Be careful. I can help you with my healing magic, but the rest is—"

Saber nodded before she could finish.

"Please let me handle Lancer. However, I am concerned that the other party's Master refuses to show up. Maybe he has some conspiracy. You should be careful."

The storm caused by the fighting spirit became even more fierce, and even Shinji and his group who were on a high place were affected.

Saber's emerald eyes radiated a fearless light.

"Irisviel, I'll leave my back to you."

Feeling Saber’s determination and trust, Irisviel’s fighting spirit also became high.

"Understood. Saber, please bring me victory."

"Yes, I will."

Saber took a step forward, the sound of her nails hitting the ground and her eyes were as firm as ever.

Towards Lancer, towards his twin guns.

PS: Scathach swimsuit special skills:

Seaside Crisis: A+

It depends on how many people's attention you "accidentally" attract at the beach.

Unlike the flowers of the seaside, they can even focus on the sight beyond the realm of love. If Scathach is just walking, the seaside will be in danger of chaos. (Brush, you are weak.)