Except for Black Saber Siegfried and Master Gold, all the masters and servants have established a master-servant relationship. Fiore trusts Shinji. Danic respectfully serves Vlad III. Chiron and Koles are both teachers and friends. Roger respects Avisbronn from the bottom of his heart. Although Serenike feels a little troubled by Astolfo's boldness and unrestrainedness, she is attracted by his integrity and innocence. As long as there is no big trouble, there will be no flaws.
Only Gold had given up on communicating with Saber early on. He did not try to understand the other party, but was simply afraid of exposing his real name.
Gold didn't know what Saber was thinking.
What was hidden in the heart of that machine-like man? Was it rebellion? Was it murderous intent? Was it contempt? Or was it nothing? What was his goal, what was his creed? These should be asked in advance. But Gold refused to do so. He wanted to treat the Servant as his own equipment.
Perhaps it was out of vanity, or perhaps he was bothered by the thought that he was just a familiar after all.
In any case, the fact that Saber was not at a disadvantage in the battle with Red Rider, but she also did not have the upper hand, did indeed cause a sense of anxiety that should not have existed to accumulate in his heart.
He is obviously the best magician of the black side, and his servant is obviously the strongest Saber, but why can't he get any achievements? Let's not talk about Lancer, who is a hero who is not inferior to Siegfried, and Karna who also has immortality, but why is it the same when facing Rider who is not one of the three knights
Berserker had successfully suppressed the opponent's Berserker, but she couldn't even deal with a Rider - no, this couldn't be done. Saber had to get enough merits and not just watch Assassin and Caster show off.
Driven by this mentality, Gold began to give random orders through the connection between master and servant - just as Shinji worried.
Normally, Masters would not issue detailed orders during Servant battles. That was because they had absolute trust in the existence of Servants in the field called battle. At least, they had experience and skills far beyond those of modern magicians. Because of this, most Masters would only express their opinions on the strategic aspects, but Gold was overwhelmed by anxiety.
"Saber! Noble Phantasm! Use it for me!"
Finding that Siegfried ignored his orders, Gold became even more anxious and even a little hysterical, a sign that his patience had reached its limit.
Fiore would not sit idly by and say, "Uncle, please don't be anxious. The battle has just begun and it is not yet the decisive stage. There is no need to use the treasure so quickly."
"But, up to now, Saber has not caused any damage to the enemy."
Fiore's clear voice eased Gold's impatience and anger. People are like this. When they are alone, they tend to get stuck in a dead end. It will be much better if someone persuades them. Gold also has to take into account Fiore's status as the next leader and Danic who supports her.
"The enemy did not cause any harm to Saber. It can be said that they were evenly matched. Based on the attributes displayed by the enemy, perhaps he is the top-level one that Assassin speculated."
Before Fiore could finish her words, a emerald green light appeared in the image of the clairvoyance magic, which came from far away and not only hit Siegfried's body from a tricky angle, but also broke the evil dragon's blood armor, causing damage to Siegfried.
The balance has been broken!
Gold slammed his fist on the armrest of the chair and roared: "What are you doing, Saber! Why don't you obey my orders! If you use your treasure, Rider might have been knocked down."
Fiore's face looked a little unhappy. She had just said that they were evenly matched, but it turned out like this. She quickly contacted her servant.
"What's going on?"
"There's not only a rider on the other side, but also an archer."
"What?" Fiore's heart suddenly tightened.
"Don't be nervous. The situation is still under my control. But to be on the safe side, it's best to ask the great sage to come to the rescue. Well, you can't move easily, so let the fat man do it."
"Understood." Fiore suddenly raised her head and said to Gold who had already started to touch the Command Seal, "Uncle, our enemy is not only the Rider but also the Red Archer. Please contact Corless and request the support of our Archer."
"But, Saber here—" Gold looked at Fiore's legs, then at Saber lying on the ground, with a conflicted expression. On the one hand, he didn't want Chiron to come and take the credit, but on the other hand, Red Archer's ability to break the "Dragon Blood Armor" made him dare not take it lightly.
"Assassin said it's okay, I believe him, and I will take all the responsibility!" Fiore was firm in her attitude, and the sharpness in her watery eyes was something that even Gold, with his pride, could not ignore.
"I understand, if you insist." Gold shook his hand unwillingly and activated the communication technique inside the castle.
"I have done what you asked me to do. Now it's up to you."
Fiore stared at the scene in front of her, her hands unconsciously clenched.
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The moment Siegfried was hit, he realized what had just happened.
The attack just now came from another Servant who was far behind the Red Rider.
This was an attack from a long distance, and no magic was used. It was a pure physical energy attack. There was no doubt that the enemy was Archer.
This attack was clearly above the A-rank, causing him to temporarily lose control of his body. It seemed that the Red Archer had realized that ordinary attacks could not do anything to him, so he increased the intensity of his shooting.
What was even more terrifying was that he did not sense the breath of the Servant, proving that the Red Archer was far away and out of his reach. This was not an endless open grassland, but a dense forest with lush trees in the dark night. Even if his night vision was strong, he was just a moving dot.
But Red Archer did it.
Long-range sniping with destructive power exceeding that of A-class, aiming in the darkness with zero visibility, and ultra-precise shooting like threading a needle.
The enemy is a top-notch shooter!!!
Siegfried sensed danger while tumbling.
On the other side, Red Rider's eyes were as fast as lightning, piercing through the rolling dust and catching the arrow that was stuck in Saber's body.
"So your immortal body can penetrate as long as the attack reaches a certain level, then it's easy to say - huh?"
Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the other side of the forest, his expression tense.
"Tsk, our Berserker seems to be finished, but there is a Saber over here. It seems like we made a profit by exchanging Berserker for Saber."
With a completely joyful and cruel smile, Red Rider put strength into the hand holding the gun. This shot would definitely penetrate Black Saber's defense.
"So, how long will it take you to 'revive'? Ten seconds? Twenty seconds? Either way, it won't be faster than my blow - Goodbye, Black Saber."
Just before Red Rider raised his gun and prepared to stab, a golden torrent of magic power appeared above his head, accompanied by a dazzling flash and a deafening roar. It came down from the sky with a destructive power even greater than that of Red Rider's gun and Red Archer's arrows, as if to blow Red Rider and the nearby ground into ashes.
In an instant, there was thunder and lightning.
As the golden snake-like divine thunder roamed, two figures broke through the lightning one after the other.
The one in front was holding a shield, and his feet rubbed against the ground, leaving two grooves nearly ten meters long.
The latter held a black-gold spear in both hands, leaving a clear footprint on the ground with every step he took.
Where the spear tip and the shield touched each other, a terrifying flow of magic power was surging, and the magnificent scene of landslides and tsunamis could be vaguely seen.
The man holding the black-gold spear roared, the sound was harsher than thunder, and visible magic power was released from the tip of the spear, converted into physical explosive force and poured onto the big shield in the hand of Red Rider.
The large and gorgeous shield carved with intricate decorative patterns was not shaken at all by the rush of magic power, but the person holding the shield could not ignore the sudden explosive force and was blown away, crashing into several large trees, just like Saber did a few seconds ago.
Arrows filled with emerald green light pierced the air, and the Red Archer out of sight began to support his teammates.
The man holding the black-gold spear was well prepared. The thunder that had stopped roaring started again, shattering the arrow that was sharp enough to pierce his forehead.
Of course, this precious pause also bought Red Rider time to regroup. The proud man stood up from the ground, changed from holding the shield with both hands to holding it with one hand, and the javelin appeared in his free hand again.
"Nice sneak attack, Black Assassin, but it's still far from enough to defeat me."
"No, I think it's very close."
Black Assassin Matou Shinji pointed his gun at Red Rider's shoulder. Where the shoulder armor was originally made of magic power, now there was only a piece of flesh and blood that smelled burnt. The immortal body that regarded all slashes and blows as nothing was injured.
"I have seen through your immortal body!"