"This is not good."
Kotomine Kirei muttered to himself while hiding among the containers.
The same words were also heard in the magic workshop of the Tōsaka family. Through the familiar that acted with Kirei, Tōsaka Tokiomi witnessed most of the battle in the warehouse district, and of course he also heard Rider's ridicule.
He and Kirei both thought of a Heroic Spirit who would never ignore Rider's provocation.
A moment after Rider roared, a golden glow appeared.
The overly bright light made people squint their eyes involuntarily, but everyone present no longer felt surprised.
The one who appeared afterwards was the fourth Servant to appear tonight.
The first impression of this Servant is that of a golden glow.
It seemed as if the armor was made of pure gold, with golden hair curled upwards, and golden ornaments... ... Looking around, apart from the white skin and red eyes, there was only a golden light that made people dizzy.
The golden Servant stood on top of a street lamp ten meters above the ground, looking down at everyone below with undisguised arrogance.
The four masters, Shinji, Waver, Kenneth, and Emiya Kiritsugu, immediately confirmed the job of the newcomer—Archer, the last of the three knight classes, along with Saber and Lancer.
"Two people who don't take me seriously and want to be king without knowing how high the sky is and how deep the earth is, suddenly appeared overnight."
As soon as he opened his mouth, the Golden Heroic Spirit curled his lips in extreme displeasure, revealing his contempt for the three Servants who were currently confronting him.
Although Archer's arrogant attitude and tone were exactly the same as Rider's arrogance, they were fundamentally different. The King of Conquerors' voice and eyes were not as cold and ruthless as Archer's.
Rider seemed to have not expected that someone with a tougher attitude than himself would appear, and he scratched his chin in confusion.
"Even if you speak rudely, I, Iskandar, am still the world-famous, one-of-a-kind King of Conquerors."
"It's ridiculous. I am the only hero in the world who can truly be called a king. The rest are just bastards who are just filling in the numbers."
Archer bluntly made a statement that was even worse than an insult. Saber was furious and Rider was surprised. Just as Rider was about to say something else, someone else beat him to it.
"Is it just heaven and earth? Then I, the queen, don't seem to be within this scope."
The red container directly opposite Archer was covered with inky shadows at some point, and even under the direct sunlight of the street lamp, it was still blurry.
The shadows gradually dissipated with the deep but beautiful female voice, revealing the fifth Servant.
If Archer represents gold, she represents shadow.
If Lancer is the prince charming in the hearts of thousands of women, she is the dream lover of countless men.
She does not have Saber's dignity, Archer's arrogance, or Rider's generosity, but the queenly demeanor hidden behind her elegance and intelligence is no less than that of the previous three kings.
She spoke to every Master and Servant in the open and in the dark in a calm tone:
"Scathach, the Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows, also comes from Celtic. Due to some special reasons, she appeared in this Holy Grail War as an Assassin."
"It turned out to be the queen of the demonic realm!"
How could Saber and Lancer not know the name of Scathach? She was a being much older than the two of them. Even during the time when they were active, she was a fascinating figure that only existed in legends.
Just like when Rider gave his name, no one doubted Scathach's identity. Although no one knew why this legendary immortal female warrior would participate in the Holy Grail War as a Servant, her unique temperament could not be faked.
"This is getting more and more interesting."
After his initial surprise, Rider turned his gaze away from Scathach and looked at Archer with a more playful expression.
"So, what do you think of the Queen of the Outer Demon Realm, Archer?"
"Humph, you're still a bastard." Archer still had that arrogant attitude, but the condescension in his eyes was obviously much less.
"Since you are so arrogant, how about you tell me your name first? If you are also a king, you would not be afraid to reveal your name, right?" Rider said half teasingly and half provocatively.
Archer's red eyes were filled with more and more arrogant anger as he stared at the giant in front of him.
"Are you questioning me? A mere bastard dares to question the king?"
According to common sense, it makes sense for Rider to ask Archer's real name, but to Archer, this seems to be disrespectful to him, and the golden heroic spirit begins to show murderous intent.
"You have the honor of meeting me, but you don't even know who I am. Such a fool can only die to atone for his sin."
After Archer made such a statement, strange flame-like auras slowly rose up on both sides of him. The next moment, weapons suddenly appeared in the empty sky, shining with dazzling light.
The unsheathed swords and guns were all decorated with dazzling brilliance and radiated magical power that could not be concealed. They were obviously not ordinary weapons.
"Noble Phantasm!"
Could it be that Archer didn't even make the most basic attempt and was going to use his trump card right from the start
Everyone who didn't know Archer's background was surprised and confused, with the exception of Matou Kariya.
Saber, Lancer, Rider, and Assassin have all confirmed their masters. The Caster group does not abide by the rules of the magician's world and is clearly an intruder. The identity of Archer's master is about to be revealed.
"Haha. Hahahaha."
In the darkness, Matou Kariya's eyes were bloodshot due to years of hatred, and he let out a laugh.
The long-awaited moment has finally arrived. I have been training desperately for a year just for this day.
Toosaka Tokiomi.
He is both Aoi's husband and Sakura's father. He tramples on the happiness of both mother and daughter.
He got everything Kariya desired, but also despised everything Kariya desired, which made it impossible for Matou Kariya to dispel his resentment no matter how angry or cursing he was.
Now was the time to avenge the previous humiliation. The resentment boiling in my chest turned into a sharp sword, and it was time to challenge that man.
Even if I can't win Aoi's heart by doing this, even if I can only comfort myself by doing this, even if this is the case, I will, I will also -
"Kill him!"
Destroy Archer!
The moment before Archer released his Noble Phantasm, a torrent of magical power blew in from nowhere, which no one had expected.
Amidst the surprised or puzzled gazes of the crowd, the magic power that rolled up gradually solidified into lines and transformed into a stubborn and unyielding human figure.
That shadow stood about two blocks closer to the sea than the four-lane road where Lancer and Saber were fighting. Yes, his figure could only be described as a shadow.
The tall, broad-shouldered man was covered in armor. However, it was different from Saber's tightly wrapped silver armor and Archer's luxurious gold armor.
The man's armor was black, with no elaborate decorations or polished colors.
Darker than the shadow that accompanied Scathach, an extremely black color like hell, even his face was covered by the helmet. Deep in the tiny gap of the helmet, only the dazzling light emitted by the eyes burning like a raging fire could be seen.
There is no doubt that this is a Servant.