The high-rise buildings that burned in the fire caused panic among countless people. People hurriedly evacuated in the alarm, and police cars clamored to surround the bottom of the building.

But both the murderer and the victim of the attack have left here.

"Fortunately there were no serious casualties."

The girl hiding at the scene of the accident observing the movements around her, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after finding that the impact of the accident was not serious.

But where are the enemies?

Hiding his figure, Lin quietly moved towards the direction of the servant induction, and there was a tall building for offices at that location.

There were only a few security guards in the office building late at night. With the cover of magic, Rin easily moved to the roof through the still-run sightseeing elevator.

While anxiously trying to determine the progress of the incident, while looking out of the elevator without intention, she found a red figure passing by in the night sky like a missile.

What's going on-

The red figure falling from the sky did not conceal its target's intention at all. The purple figure, which appeared on the other side of the building as a target, cleverly avoided the attack of the red figure. The chains thrown by the rider who was good at fighting at altitude even faced the galloping figure, blocking the direction that the enemy might dodge while flying.

However, the red figure was as clever as a bird, passing an impossible curve through the rider's defense line. In the critical moment, a white light shone between the two figures. The purple follower who was driving the white holy beast broke through the attack of the red figure and soared in the night sky.

"Flying... are you still a magician?"

The cold sound of rider came from the sky. It was rare to see an enemy who could fly above the nine heavens without any external objects. The female knight sitting on the sky horse rarely showed an interest.

"There's no way. I'm the one who is getting stronger and stronger as I fight. I don't know when I will fly."

The red figure rose out of thin air, flew to the same height as the rider, and finally revealed his true appearance.

"Do you want to learn? I can teach you-"

Isn’t that proud face the fighter who was once defeated by Saber and cut his chest open, and no one can believe in a fighter who can survive?

~~~~~~~ World~~ Need~~ Divide~~ Line~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Sakura, is this another Shirou?"

At the top of the night, the girl swordsman holding an invisible blade stared at Avenger's figure.

The silver armor shining by the moonlight, and the cool and thorough air wrapped the slender figure of the girl holding a sword.

He is simply a happy person who is born to gather all light and warmth and has everything.

Compared to the darkness around her, she used her not-tall figure to protect her avenger. She stood in the shadow of the server. Just looking at the reflection from the girl's armor, she felt the boiling jealousy in her heart.

That person has everything.

The powerful power, the favor of fate, and the senior's eyes seemed to have everything in nature, which made Ying feel jealous as if she was bitten by a poisonous snake.

"Don't worry about me, saber, this is my senior--!"

"It's a pity that this is an existence that shouldn't have appeared."

This is a strange existence that appeared after the dark heroic spirit, the black warrior who had devoured the archer after his defeat.

The darkness should not appear in this world, nor should the polluted heroic spirits appear in this world.

Unlike Rin and Rider, who have been worried about the influence of Avenger on Sakura, the blue girl who is obsessed with the Holy Grail has long been ready to cut off all obstacles with her sword.

Under the firm will, the language is just redundant, the blue figure that instantly bullies the air, the treasure that cuts open the air, expressing Saber's belief in moving forward.

"Get out of here-! All of them are guys who want to take away seniors--!"

Amid the screams of the purple girl, the holy sword of light was formed from the hands of avenger, and the dark heroic spirit faced the attacking girl in the same shape.

Same sword swing, same technique.

Fighting like a mirror, this is the unique skill of avenger.

Project the treasures held by the enemy, read the skills possessed by the enemy through the treasures, strengthen your own abilities, and achieve the same level of combat power as the treasure owner, and finally achieve mirror-like battles with the same feeling of the treasures.

This is a tactic that the real archer, the Hei Ling Guardi has not realized. With the current master's sufficient magic power supply, he feels the opposition between life and death in the darkness of death. After the end of the soul, the Avenger, who combines the dark personality of the Hei Ling Guardi and the collective desire of human beings to define all the evils in the world, finally becomes a terrible service that any enemy will have a headache.

However, as his opponent, the King of Knights, when he found out that the other party actually held the same treasure as himself, Saber's green eyes became more angry, and the waving treasure increased a few more strength.

"boom--!"

A sound like thunder sounded on the battlefield. The slender sword-holding girl and the thin black servant couldn't help but take a few steps back under the bombardment of two forces that reached the limit of control.

Without hesitation, the blue sword girl advanced again and waved her sword.

“…”

The black servant also met the opponent's sword edge, and the king's holy sword and the sword forged the swordsman's holy sword hit hard again.

It is completely different from the way that it was so embarrassed when fighting with Archer, Saber swung her figure slightly backswing every time she swung her sword, and Avenger also maintained the same movement. During the small distance of withdrawal, the two Servants exerted their sword skills to the extreme of their strength, and then shook each other's bodies in the burst of the sword competition.

This is the completely different combat thinking of saber and archer.

He thinks that his sword skills are not as good as the real talented archer. When he encounters an enemy with higher sword skills, he will first think about who has better sword skills, who uses his treasures to change the situation, and what tactics should be used next.

But when the girl named Saber encountered the same situation, she continued to explore her sword skills without wavering. She firmly believed in the sword in her hand, and no matter when, she believed that she could win absolute victory with her ultimate sword skills.

If you believe that your abilities are not higher than others, then look for abilities that are stronger than others and defeat the enemy.

If you believe that your strongest ability is a sword, then wave the sword in your hand to the extreme.

At this time, Saber turned himself into a touchstone, testing himself and the limits of the enemies in front of him.

Even if you have the same treasures and swordsmanship as me, there will definitely be differences.

Push each other to the limit and see whose sword is the inferior one.

The blue figures and black figures entangled and collided with each other, and the invisible swords tear the air to pieces, like broken glass to wrap each other.

Huge power was transmitted to the two people's bodies along the arms, and physical strength was consumed in the confrontation, while destructive power was accumulated bit by bit in the body.

Finally, the difference emerged.

The body, which was temporarily strengthened by magic, has been tempered over the long years. The gap between the two finally appears after the body's damage has accumulated to a certain extent.

This is a difference that can only be felt when the two swords are fighting. The Dark Sect's treasure begins to become a little awkward when swinging. As the sword light flows, the slightly slower treasure is immediately overwhelmed by the other party.

Saber's exhalation was covered by the thunderous impact of the treasure, and her burning angrily gaze was already pressing against the enemy in front of her.

Every change of pace and every attack of two swords is the limit of each other's skills, but the momentum of the sword-holding girl becomes more and more prosperous in her breathing. The spirit of the sword-holder becomes more and more concise.

This will lose...

The master watching the battle next to him could not see the changes in the battle, and the dark servants on the battlefield had already felt the shadow of death.

That is an unavoidable ending.

As if the enemy ended, the girl's sword reached the peak of her swaying that she could look down at the enemy, and then fell down with an unparalleled aura.

That is an attack that cannot be escaped.

The enemy struggled in vain, and the sword's posture collapsed under great pressure.

This blow is the end.

Even if the dark servant waved the treasure again, he tried to use the sword, or even the right hand holding the sword, to save his life.

Wait, right hand—?!

Suddenly, a dangerous warning sounded from the bottom of his heart, and Saber's sword turned around under the control of the outbreak, turning to Avenger's throat.

The treasure trottered a stream of blood across the dark servant's right arm, stabbing the enemy's throat as if it were spiritual.

That is the peak of this attack.

Then, the invisible sword force scattered after scratching the enemy's right arm, allowing Avenger to retreat from the battlefield in a mess.

Saber staggered, and the sword in her hand almost flew out. Her right hand holding the sword couldn't stop trembling slightly during the fierce battle, and blood flowed down her arms.

"Is this the curse that hurts the hero king?"

On the girl's fair face, there was a sense of indignation that Mo Ming was hurt, and there was such an enlightenment. The anger aroused by the image of the enemy who was consistent with Shirou was somewhat relieved.

"I originally wanted to completely destroy your right hand, but I didn't expect that such an attack would be escaped by you."

avenger gasped and returned to Sakura, lifting his sword firmly.

This is the killer's trump card in the battle between Avenger and Saber, and the false record of everything.

A passive treasure that can only be activated after being attacked. Its ability is to return the wounds suffered by the caster intact, that is, the original spell that damages the shared ones, and is the simplest type of revenge curse.

This treasure carries the wound on the soul, so as long as the wound on the caster's body is not good, the injuries that harm the co-owner cannot be healed or cured. The activation conditions are that one opponent can only be used once, and the experimenter cannot die immediately. Although it seems quite strict, as long as the activation conditions are met, the opponent's physical ability and magic power can be ignored.

Faced with such passive treasures that are difficult to guard against, even the ancient king of mankind was injured by spells.

I originally wanted to sacrifice my right hand to destroy Saber's swordsman's swordsmanship, and then project another treasure to use left hand swordsmanship to fight against the swordsman who fell from his peak state to the bottom valley.

Unexpectedly, Saber could change the sword force at the last moment and avoid the ending of being slashed.

"I can be more convinced that you are not Shirou Emiya."

Yes, Shirou Emiya would never have such a curse. No matter how similar the guy in front of him is, he is just a copy.

"Shut up when you say it. This is my senior, no one can take away the senior—!"

Watching his beloved person get hurt and bleeding in front of him, the purple girl roars in pain again.

The heart was as painful as a knife, and the anxiety made her internal organs burn. So what about the curse? The senior has fallen into hell so pitifully, but you still have to target him again and again.
To be continued...