The black and white colors transformed into shape in my hands, and I ran towards fighter with my double blades. ()

The red warrior raised his fists and attacked like lightning, and each time was as heavy as a giant hammer.

No matter how heavy the fist is, it will be useless as long as you dodge it.

The black and white light guided me to find the gap in life.

This is the sword of archer, which carries the battle experience of archer holding this sword for countless years.

I, who have shallow experience, cannot match fighter in terms of swordsmanship, but I only need to let my body move in accordance with this experience.

So, it's the archer who is fighting against fighter now, not me, I'm just a magic provider of battles.

What kind of warrior is that guy archer?

The rank is a warrior who attacks a ranged range, but only uses double-edge blades of close combat.

It is not to use oppressive forces or skills to defeat the opponent, but to avoid the enemy's attack with rich combat experience.

That guy's swordsmanship had nothing.

It is precisely because of this that it is so suitable for me, a person who has nothing.

Magic and technology are not outstanding, and they are even far less powerful than ordinary magicians. The only thing they can be proud of is the physical fitness they exercise every day.

So it is more suitable for this kind of sword technique that requires nothing.

"I didn't expect your sword to be exactly the same as Archer. It was wholesale in the same place? But your sword is too crisp!"

The projected sword is not as good as the genuine one after all. Fighter simply forced me to block it and easily shattered my sword. ()

As the fragments were flying, fighter knocked me down with only one punch, and the irresistible pressure.

call--

A new sword appeared from my hand again, and I rushed to fighter frantically again.

"Hehe, it's interesting, let me see how many swords you have."

Fighter laughed as if he was playing a game, and stood still and waved his fist.

Every time I shoot, fighter punches the sword.

He is not an opponent at all. The Gan Jiang Moye, who has been projected by me many times recently, can be said to be close to perfection regardless of the basic composition and design concept, but he is still easily knocked away by the other party.

After deliberately strengthening the wrist strength, he still couldn't stop fighter's fist.

In terms of power, my sword is not qualified to be his opponent.

A stronger weapon must be found.

However, in my brief combat experience, I have never seen any other excellent swords except Saber's sword.

Copying Saber's sword is a level beyond my ability.

I yelled irritably, and after the left sword was knocked away by fighter again, I clenched my fist with my left hand and smashed it hard at the hateful face with a smile. ()() ()

"Oh--"

The roar immediately turned into a scream, and fighter still punched me, almost shattering my left knuckle joint.

Another head hammer was used, and then fighter brought back with his head.

I shook my head and suddenly kicked Fighter's calf.

In any case, at least it will shake you.

My wish was not satisfied. Fighter's calf kicked me lightly and I lost my balance.

"Hao—"

Before I fell to the ground, fighter punched me far away.

"Boy, will the sword be gone? Your reserves are much less than those of the archer."

Fighter gave up on me who fell down and turned around and walked towards Saber again.

"neun,acht,sieben──!stil,schie,szlig.beschiesenerschiessung──!(No.9,8,7, all the investments are put into place, annihilation of the enemy...!)"

The ice rain fell, and three huge ice cubes like guns were compressed into the magic that could easily destroy a house. They attacked the fighter from the darkness.

The accelerated ice gun was shot out when the fighter knocked down everyone present, and when the mood was relaxed, the huge ice cube had reached the top of the fighter's head. ()

He didn't even have enough time to take a breath. Fighter's shoulders trembled, and he threw his fists out, shaking them in a row and smashing three ice cubes.

Due to the drag of the wound on the left shoulder, Fighter's left hand failed to avoid the fragments of the ice, or the left hand failed to repel the frozen attack, and it was frozen into a piece from the fist to the left shoulder. The red warrior disdained this.

"Ah--it turns out you didn't leave either. Your courage is really worthy of admiration. You should know that other servers are not as easy to talk to as me. You may be killed by someone if you stay here."

There was a silent sound in the dark woods.

"Haha, it seems that the dishonest little guy needs to be punished."

Fighter moved his body, and rushed towards the dark woods with the huge heavy ice frozen on the left. His speed did not decrease at all compared to the original one.

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Tosaka's panic sound came from the woods, and then the girl's thin body was swept away by the fighter who rushed in with one hand and fell back to me.

The rolling Tosaka finally got up and sat on the ground and bent over in pain.

"Tonsaka, how are you?"

"Well, lie, after that guy got hit like this, how could his body be so flexible? He is no match at all."

"So Tosaka should have left far away, why are he back?"

I sat up angrily and shouted at Tosaka.

"Shirou, you idiot, do you think I will leave my companion and run away alone?"

"But now we are all going to die, that fighter, we can't beat him down at all."

"So he is a servant. If Shirou was willing to leave just now, we could still survive. Now it's all over."

Tosaka said in a voice that was almost crying.

Yes, we are all going to die. Although there are three of us, we are injured one after another, facing fighters who maintain combat effectiveness, any strategy we think of is almost ineffective.

That guy's attack power is not terrible, and the oppressive threat is different from that of saber.

Challenging saber will lead to the enlightenment that you will die immediately.

Challenging fighter, what I feel is that I cannot defeat the opponent's despair no matter what, and even if I do any attack on myself, I cannot hurt him, and I cannot do anything with any strategy or tactics.

Injury, pain, weapons, and treasures, as long as you cannot kill him in one blow, it will almost not have any impact on him.

This is the special ability of fighter, a "fair body" that can only be possessed after years of unremitting training, and after countless challenges, no pain can be affected by any pain.

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

"Sirou, Rin..."

It was Saber's voice, I gave up the argument with Tosaka and looked at Saber.

At some point, Saber had already taken back her sword. She stood up with the sword and stood in front of the fighter.

"...He wants to kill me, it's not that easy, you guys get out of here soon."

Saber, a pale face, moistened her robe with sweat, but she still gasped and raised her sword to fighter.

Saber now just showed off her last momentum, and with just one punch to knock her down.

"Saber, stop, you are no match for him-"

"Shirou, as a knight, I must not be so weak that I need the protection of my master."

As if he had swear to himself, Saber said resolutely, waving the sword in his hand.

Fighter easily pushed the sword away, grabbed Saber's neck with his right hand, and said helplessly.

"It's just that magic gives you a false life and is bound by a spell. Why do you have to fight so hard?"

Fighter's hand did not exert force. Saber, who was able to breathe, grabbed Fighter's right hand with both hands, and his weak body hung on Fighter's hand. However, the eyes of the dying girl still emitted fearless light.

"As a knight, I was able to appear and fulfill my wishes because of the master's summons. Isn't it natural for me to give my life to protect the master?"

"So, you are just bound by your dreams. You would rather put yourself in the shackles of the Holy Grail. The name of a hero has become a poor person at the mercy of others."

I don’t know what Fighter remembered, but an unprecedented emotion appeared on Fighter’s face. The feeling of pity could be described as a feeling of pity burned Saber like a fire.

"What are you talking about, do you think it's wrong to sacrifice for your ideal?"

Fighter was stunned and seemed to be unable to understand why Saber was confused about such a thing.

"Is that right? Excessive pursuit of ideals will only lose one's self. Ideals are too vast and can easily make people indulge in their grandeur and gorgeousness that humans cannot reach, but they will lose their true self in it.

What I think of as a hero should be someone who can hold his ideals in his hands. It would be better if he did not have such an illusory ideal. As long as he understands what kind of person he wants to be and is determined to be himself. Even if he is in a world of blood, he can maintain his beliefs. Such a person is a hero.

——However, saber, what kind of belief do you hold to lower your proud head and become a boring human servant?”

It doesn’t matter what wish you achieve, just be the ideal self in life. This is fighter’s belief.

But everyone’s ideals are different. If the saber’s ideal self contains the meaning of sacrifice. Then no matter what saber chooses, isn’t it all taken for granted?

I don't know why he said such words, but when I just looked at Saber, I immediately understood the flaws in Fighter's words.

"Fighter, I chose to sacrifice because I understand the meaning of sacrifice to me, but why do you have to worry about this?"

Fighter wanted to scratch his head, but noticed that his empty left hand was frozen with ice, so he shrugged instead.

"Of course it means that I want to kill you."

"What--?"

"Your life has ended in the past era, and you have completed a great cause and become a hero. So why do you still put the shackles of the Holy Grail on yourself and pursue the wishes that have passed? It's better to let me break your chains and send you back to where you should go."

That guy was serious. He didn't kill Tosaka and I, who were born as a human, did want to kill Saber. Because Saber is a servicer, his life has ended.
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