Macho Harem Paradise Project

The fierce blow forced Diarmuid to tilt his spear to the side so that the holy sword could hit the ground, but he himself was also seriously injured.

He used a pistol to relieve the force, but the swordsman seemed to see through his intention, and the sword changed direction at the best angle in the process of relieving the force, all towards the spearman's arm.

With the blessing of Mind A and Strength A, Altria was like a god in the reckless hand-to-hand combat.

Blood splattered everywhere as Diarmuid's left hand was cut off in an instant, leaving only an empty arm connected to his shoulder.

But Artoria did not stop at all, and seized the opponent's weakness. The holy sword was controlled by her one hand in the air, like a light one-handed sword.

?1001 Glorious Appearance

Without hesitation, he retracted his strength at the moment of hitting the ground, rotated his body, and attacked the spearman's torso with a horizontal slash.

"Ding!"

The red spear blocked his way and Diarmuid was almost cut in half.

But he was still forced to fall backwards by the force that caused his body to spin at high speed, and crashed into the abandoned building behind him.

And Altria took advantage of the spearman's broken arm and weapon falling out of his hand, stood in place, and began to accumulate magic power.

The holy sword was pointed at the pistol on the ground.

"Wind King Hammer!"

The reason why the holy sword can be hidden from sight is precisely because of the invisible wind brought by the Wind King's barrier. However, if this wind is released all at once as a destructive hurricane, it will form an iron hammer made of strong wind to crush things.

The Yellow Rose of Destruction, a cursed spear that can cause irreparable damage. Its power is to reduce the life limit of the victim, making all healing techniques futile, and the injured will be permanently injured until the spear is destroyed or the owner dies. It has no power to penetrate armor, but is good at preventing recovery, and magic barriers cannot stop it. Type: Anti-personnel Noble Phantasm Level: B

The holy sword in Altria's hand: Excalibur

Grade: A++

Category: Anti-City Phantasm

Range: 1-99

It is the top sword in the category of holy swords, and it was not forged by humans. It is one of the ultimate divine weapons that was crystallized in the earth as the "Last Phantasm" using people's thoughts as raw materials.

In the end, due to the superiority of the treasure, the doomed yellow rose was shattered by the holy sword.

And at this moment, Altria's left hand recovered from the injury and she began to hold the sword with both hands.

"The winner has been decided, Diarmuid. It was a very satisfying fight."

"Ahem... an admirable fight."

The spearman with only one arm sat on the remaining eaves, breathing weakly.

——I’m actually going to lose!

Kenneth looked at the spearman who was trying hard to support his broken body to stand up, his eyes full of surprise.

He's just a Heroic Spirit... Even the Holy Grail War is a troublesome matter, why would he go to this extent?

He couldn't even beat a one-handed swordsman, let alone the fact that his opponent was already in his prime.

"It's not over yet! Knight King! I still have to present victory to my monarch!"

"Are you afraid of dying here?"

"If I die under your sword, it means I am not capable enough, but... ahem..."

Diarmuid coughed up blood. The blow just now had injured his internal organs.

"Knight King, if I lose, you must not embarrass me, my Lord."

"Of course. I have no reason to embarrass a Master who has no Servant."

"Just now, my Master said he was attacked, Knight King. Was it your people who did it?"

After asking this question, Altria was stunned.

Then, he used his magic to ask about his real master, Emiya Kiritsugu.

——Did you just...

——Yes, I just attacked the Lancer's Master, but failed.

——I will not allow you to attack the other side's Master.

--clear.

Artoria was stunned again by her Master's answer. She didn't expect that Emiya Kiritsugu, a man who would do anything to win, would agree so readily...

Having put away his gun early, Kiritsugu Emiya's feet were littered with cigarette butts.

It wasn't that Altria's words had any suppressive power on him, but it was Yang Ming Shuichi's words earlier that made him stop.

Anyway, judging from the battle situation now, the Knight King will easily win.

The Master who lost his Servant was no longer a threat, so of course, Kenneth had to leave Fuyuki City immediately.

If he insisted on staying here, Emiya Kiritsugu would find a way to get rid of him no matter what. It was his usual style to cut the grass at its roots.

"Diarmuid, I promise you with the honor of the Knight King that he will not attack your Master again. The consequences of this battle will only happen between the two of us."

"That's the best!"

After saying that, he held the gun in one hand and fought with Altria again.

"Kenneth...you have to think of a solution! Lancer...Lancer is going to lose! He's going to be killed!"

"Yeah...I know."

Kenneth heard all the voices of the heroic spirits communicating with each other. He lowered his head and looked at the heroic spirits in front of him who were fighting for him.

——What the hell... He keeps saying that he will win and bring back the Holy Grail, but in the end, isn't he going to lose without even eliminating a single Heroic Spirit?

He speaks arrogantly but has no ability to change the status quo. Now even his own safety needs to be guaranteed by the other party's heroic spirit.

Kenneth had never experienced such a despairing thing in his life. His life had been smooth sailing without any setbacks. This experience in Fuyuki City completely changed his mind.

My own experience and theories are simply not suitable for a real battlefield.

He stretched out his hand and looked at the scarlet lines on the back of his hand. They were the Command Seals, the proof of his participation in the Holy Grail War.

Three Command Spells, intact.

Gradually, Kenneth could no longer hear his fiancée's chattering. He watched the spearmen spitting blood but still fighting tirelessly, their courage and heroism...

he said loudly.

"I swear by the Command Seal, Diarmuid, bring me victory!"

"I swear by the Command Seal, Diarmuid, to defeat the swordsman for me!"

"I swear by the Command Seal, Diarmuid, present the Holy Grail to me!"

The battle continued, but Altria suddenly felt the pressure from her opponent doubled.

Relying only on the red gun in one hand, he actually forced himself back by waving it.

After forcing the swordsman back, Diarmuid did not pursue him. Instead, he turned around and looked in the direction of his master.

He bowed his head deeply.

Tears rolled down that handsome face, and he was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

This is all the spearmen want.

His loyalty and bravery can be recognized by the monarch. Even if he is defeated, even if he faces an invincible powerful enemy, his monarch will still stand behind him, trust him, and wait for his triumph.

His long-cherished wish was to be loyal to his monarch and fight with other servants. No matter how passionate he was, it could not fill the emptiness in the spearman's heart.

However, now, Diarmuid was completely inspired. The existence of a knight was to shed the last drop of blood for the one he served. He served his monarch until the last moment, and until the end, without betrayal, even if the final result was failure, he was satisfied.

"Thank you, Knight King. You are worthy of your honor."

Thankfully, because she didn't take advantage of her recent behavior to launch a sneak attack, Diarmuid turned around and continued to confront Artoria.

"Glorious appearance, show your bravery in front of your monarch."

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?1002 Regretless Lancer

Altria smiled as well.

The two knights were about to decide the winner, and at the last moment, they paid tribute to each other.

The next moment, the red spear and the holy sword collided again.

However, the result could no longer be changed. Even with the magic power amplification from the three Command Seals, the one-armed spearman could not hurt Altria in hand-to-hand combat.

The demon-destroying spear pierced through the tip of Altria's nose, while the holy sword in the Knight King's hand sank into the spearman's chest.

"Ah... I lost. I'm sorry I couldn't give you victory..."

"Feel sorry."

Altria pulled out the holy sword cleanly and neatly, and the spearman's body lost support and fell to the ground.

At this moment, due to the death of the spearman, the charm on Sora was also lifted.

"Ah! Kenneth... I..."

However, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, one of the Twelve Lords of the Magic Association's Clock Tower and Lord of the Mineral Department, ignored the humble and apologetic words of his beloved woman at this moment, and instead stepped out of the shadows and headed straight towards the place where the swordsman and the spearman were fighting.

He walked very fast, as if he was chasing something.

Seeing this, Artoria also tactfully stepped back.

"Diarmuid, I have witnessed your bravery and loyalty..."

Kenneth's voice was trembling.

"My Lord... I am so sorry. I really hope... I can serve you once more... and bring you victory..."

After saying this, the spearman closed his eyes and gradually turned into golden dust and disappeared.

Lancers, exit.

The soul returns to Valhalla.

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"What a hero, don't you think?"

Yangming Shuichi came to Emiya Kiritsugu's side.

"This is what humans deserve to be celebrated and praised for, at least that's what I think."

Looking at the silent Emiya, the young man patted his shoulder.

"?"

Looking at the uncle whose eyes showed no movement, Yang Mingxiu stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him. After finding that there was indeed no reaction, he ignored him, jumped off the roof, picked up Irisviel, and left amid Altria's exclamation.

Only Kiritsugu Emiya was left, standing there quietly, puffing out smoke. It was not until long after Kenneth had taken Sora away that he silently exhaled smoke into the sky.

"Redemption..."

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Altria was driving Irisviel's car on the mountain road. No matter how urgent the situation was, she couldn't drive out and come back empty-handed. That would be a waste of the car.

The Knight King with a stern expression was driving a vehicle. She possessed the inherent skills of Riding A. Not to mention a car, she could even drive an airplane smoothly, and could even immediately perform operations that many people would never be able to imagine in their entire lives.

You can also use the magic of the Wind King's barrier to cover the vehicle with magic, and even change its appearance and function.

King Arthur is the type of person who is very serious when concentrating on something. For example, when she is driving, she normally looks straight ahead at the road. She drives very steadily, not at all like Irisviel who pursues extreme drifting and excitement.

That is an experience that even the Heroic Spirits find very thrilling.

Altria held the steering wheel with her slender hands. If you ignore the fact that she just defeated a powerful spearman with one hand, no one would think that these two hands could have such powerful combat power.

Her eyes were somewhat erratic.

The reason why the Knight King's attention was distracted like this is a long story.

The reason was the two people in the back seat.

One was her acting Master, the noble Irisviel, the lady of the Einzbern family and the spokesperson for this Holy Grail War. Just from the brief time they had spent together, she had a very good impression of this lady. She was kind-hearted and very considerate of others. She was a lady that no one could dislike.