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After being summoned as a Lancer, Karna possesses a unique skill called [Insight of the Poor].

That was when Karna was fortunate enough to inquire about the life and value of the weak while alone in the world, and he showed his power to grasp the other person's essence.

The manifestation of this innate skill is the ability to see through the other person's personality and attributes, and not be deceived by verbal excuses or deceptions.

He is not deceived by falsehood, nor does he speak falsehood!

"You mean, he's not human?" Kenneth asked uncertainly.

Karna was stunned for a moment, then quickly explained, "That's not the case. He is undoubtedly human. However, as a human of this era, his physical qualities are not suitable for this era."

With the skill [Insight of the Poor (A)], Karna can see through the essence of most life forms.

The strength of this man gave him the feeling that he was not like a modern human being at all, but more like the qualities that should be possessed by people in the mythological era in which they lived. Moreover, the power retained in the other person gave Karna an invisibly strange feeling.

It seemed not to be from this world...

Especially the golden sun on the back of the opponent's hand, and the emblem with a black halo around it, which actually made him feel dangerous.

Considering the difference between Heroic Spirits and humans, this is unbelievable.

Kenneth: "..."

Karna's words made him feel even more hurt.

Isn't it that this power is not gained through transformation or other evil magic, but rather that it is too powerful and has broken through the limitations of this era?

This seems to be mocking the ignorance of Sir Kenneth!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Because of the drastic mood swings, Kenneth began to cough up blood uncontrollably in his throat, and a large amount of scarlet blood emerged from the corners of his mouth.

Karna's face tightened and he immediately hugged his master and stood up. With his other hand, he held the flame spear and stared at the opposite side, facing Sakura Matou in his arms, alert to the possibility of his surprise attack.

"It seems that even Berserker can't stop you. You are worthy of being the son of Surya." Fan Yu said admiringly.

Karna's expression didn't change much when the other person directly saw his real name. He just felt that the human's gaze was a bit amusement, and with the [Insight of the Poor (A)], he could see through his character and didn't even sense any ill will towards him.

This is weird!

Karna was puzzled, but his expression remained calm as he spoke, "Because I have the magic power provided by my Master, I can fight with peace of mind. I cannot directly confront the power of that Berserker, and my spear blade is also hindered by your Servant Caster."

"Master Caster, we are evenly matched tonight. You should be able to sense the fluctuations of magic coming from the west..."

Fan Yu: "Oh?"

"If you have no objection, how about we end it here tonight?" Even as he said this, the gem on Karna's chest began to shine.

Eager to save his own life, he released his own magical power as a silent warning.

Facing the other party's gaze and the release of a special feature on the spear blade, Fan Yu understood Karna's meaning - [If you want to fight, I will release my own Noble Phantasm before the Master dies! ]

Fan Yu said regretfully, "Well, as a fellow Sun, I'll let you go tonight."

Karna did not comment on the words of the other party [Sun], but after receiving the meaning of a peace truce, Karna immediately hugged Kenneth, who was unable to move under the golden armor, and jumped away quickly.

Soon after.

Medea and Hercules quickly rushed here.

Seeing the embers of the fire in the arena dissipate, Medea breathed a sigh of relief. "It seems nothing serious has happened. I didn't expect that Lancer would suddenly retreat in the middle of a battle!"

Hercules silently watched his little master Matou Sakura being fine, and then his figure slowly disappeared: "..."

"So, the Master killed the opponent's Masterg?" Medea tried to ask.

Fan Yu shook his head calmly: "Only the cervical vertebra and spine were broken, so he should still be breathing."

Medea: “…”

That's not far from paralysis.

"Okay, Lancer's information has been confirmed, and the remaining riders have probably also discovered the fluctuations here. Tonight's magic power supply has been almost consumed, and it's time to go back and rest." Fan Yu said.

Medea glanced at him suspiciously. In her opinion, her Master's dominance when they first met was not so superficial. Could such intensity tonight make him feel tired?

However, Medea did not say much. She did feel that her magic power supply began to be limited after leaving Liudong Temple, which made her very uncomfortable.

The two quickly reached the same agreement and left together.

As for Sakura Matou, who was held in Fan Yu's arms as a child, she had no way of expressing any opinions and silently enjoyed the peace of mind.

Their figures gradually faded away under the cover of night.

……

A few minutes later.

The remaining embers of a fire.

An assassin girl wearing a red cotton jacket and holding a small dagger came here.

"Sent here by that gloomy priest Master, I can't gather any intelligence this time. Perhaps... huh?!"

Suddenly, she looked up.

Above the void, sits a throne.

A brown-haired man with golden eyes and a white robe, holding his chin.

A young man standing nearby dissuaded them helplessly, "This is too chaotic, Rider! How can we just barge into the battlefield..."

"Weber, even if we are not under my glory now, there is no place on earth that I cannot pass through." The man's face was calm, and his golden eyes looked down at everything below. "As my master, you should be more confident."

Weber: "But..."

Rider smiled faintly and said, "Don't forget the contract you made when you summoned me.

I, the power of the King of Kings, am at your disposal.

You——will help me find the thief who stole the necklace I gave to Nephi during this Holy Grail War!"

Chapter 53: Osmandis, the "Sun King"

Weber's face paled slightly.

In terms of being a thief, he is actually no different from the "relic thief" in the magic world who digs up graves and destroys cultural relics.

The reason he was able to summon the 'Rider' before him was because he stole the holy relic of his teacher, Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald.

only……

Waver had not imagined that the Rider he summoned this time would be the legendary Pharaoh—Ramses II.

Ramses II, whose real name was Osmandes, was a figure in ancient Egyptian history who lived from the 14th to 13th centuries BC. He was a pharaoh of the 19th Dynasty and the most famous pharaoh of ancient Egypt.

He has the titles of 'King of the Sun', Meriamun (the one blessed by the demon god Amun), 'Son of Ra (the Sun)', King of Kings... and so on.

Although his appearance as a summoned Heroic Spirit differed somewhat from his historical portrayal, his power, as seen from the moment they were high above, was undoubtedly preserved.

Being able to summon the other party this time, Waver felt that he, as the Master, was a complete drag.

He lowered his head, not knowing how to respond to the words of the Egyptian Pharaoh.

He couldn't guarantee that he could catch the relic thief who the teachers in the Clock Tower couldn't do anything about!

"But with your help, I think it's possible. Weber Velvet." Osmandis said firmly.

Waver was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously raised his head to meet his Servant's golden eyes, which seemed to have seen through all his secrets.

Osmandis smiled and said, "You are able to summon me not because you stole the holy relic that your teacher originally prepared, but because you yourself possess the 'Glimmer of Light'."

Weber: “Huh?”

Having spent a few days with him, he knew that Rider would compare himself to the sun, and that he had a habit of referring to others as "faint light" or "lightless people." That meant the kind of peripheral light he could see, and the kind he completely ignored.

"But... it's because I stole Mr. Kenneth's holy relic that he couldn't summon you. And... compared to a half-baked person like me who finds it difficult to even provide your Majesty with magic power, if it were Mr. Kenneth, he would definitely be able to cooperate with your Majesty better, right?" Weber said weakly.

Osmandis sat before the throne, frowning slightly. "Humility is a beautiful quality, but excessive humility is weakness."

"Let me tell you, the holy relic you stole is nothing but a fake. It is impossible for me to respond to it." Osmandis said slowly, "However, in this world, the tomb of my beloved has been robbed, and even the pendant I gave to my beloved has been stolen.

The opportunity you summoned connects you to the Throne of Heroic Spirits. And I, the King, respond to you as punishment for the theft of a beloved's possessions.

It was a coincidence, but you are the only one who got lucky."

Hearing Osmandis' words, Weber's face was stunned: "Fake?"

"Indeed," Osmandis hummed. "Even if what you hold is the genuine article, I will only respond to the request of the owner of that necklace. Besides that, I can refuse summons on my own accord, whether it's the Armistice Agreement I signed during my lifetime or my remains."

Waver opened his mouth, but the shocking truth left him at a loss for words.

Although he also knew that this was Rider's way of encouraging himself, or to reduce the guilt of stealing his teacher's relics, he still couldn't help but be deeply moved by the teachings of the king in front of him.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Weber said sincerely.

Osmandis responded with satisfaction: "Then continue to serve me!"

His golden eyes fixed on the young Master before him. He had to admit that he seemed somewhat unqualified as a Master. However, as he had said, summoned by his genius teacher, Osmandis could probably foresee that such a proud genius was not his ideal match.

On the contrary, Waver in front of him lacks independent thinking and is indecisive... These are all shortcomings, but in order to avoid being laughed at by the Clock Tower, this Master dared to muster up the courage to steal his teacher's things to prove that he can participate in a war, which also proves that he is not a person without courage.

After spending several days together, I realized that this Master was not someone who would panic at critical moments. On the contrary, he only gave me a certain amount of confidence and had a unique talent for integrating and analyzing things.

According to Osmandis's knowledge, even if he were placed in his own time, Weber Velvet's wisdom would be enough to serve as one of his court counselors.

"I understand, Your Majesty." Weber responded seriously.

Even when he was standing at a height that he feared, he straightened his back slightly.

"Then let's deal with the situation at hand. Here—"

As Osmandis spoke, Waver, already trying to overcome his fear of the sky, looked down.

The traces of the battle between Brahma and Kenneth had been swept away by Karna's flames. The remaining traces on the ground were devoid of any signs of life, save for a young girl in a red cotton-padded jacket.

However, it is abnormal for such a girl to appear on the road late at night and act suspiciously.

"Is that a Heroic Spirit?"

The girl on the ground also noticed the presence of someone in the sky. She looked up at the top of her head, and the color in her eyes changed instantly.

The two of them unconsciously stared at each other from a distance. Osmandis saw the girl's eyes and showed a hint of interest: "Mystical Eyes? And that aura that disappeared for a moment, it must be Assassin, right? I didn't expect it to be a little girl."

In the eyes of the Assassin girl, the world was divided into countless cuttable lines.

She looked up and saw Osmandis standing high in the sky, and also caught sight of Waver Velvet. With her experience, she could immediately discern the truth behind the Servant standing above her head.

"Rider and his Master? What an exaggerated way to make an appearance."

[This isn't a place to stay for long. I'll just report back to the Master and get an answer like 'We found nothing'!] — The Assassin girl thought to herself.

She had no intention of fighting him, and her figure hid directly in front of Waver and Osmandis.

Chapter 54: Assassin Ryougi Shiki (Update)

"Disappeared……"

Weber stared blankly below.

Osmandis held his chin in his hand. "That's good. It saves us from some meaningless confrontations. Let's focus on that thief! You have to start learning how to harness the power of this city, Weber."

"?" Weber was stunned for a moment.

But he soon realized that Osmandis meant for him to use the power of modern society to find out.

Waver was in an awkward situation for a moment. This was his first time in Fuyuki City, and this was a huge challenge for him.

"As long as you study, getting the corresponding results will come naturally," said Osmandis.

Waver was inspired and immediately agreed: "I will do my best to complete this matter, Your Majesty."

After saying this, Waver was slightly stunned. He suddenly realized that he had been unknowingly following the words of the Pharaoh in front of him, even though the relationship between them was clearly that of a master and a servant.

but--

Weber only thought about this and didn't dare to speak it out loud. Regardless, as a king who lived from before the Western calendar, Osmandis possessed wisdom that was beyond the comprehension of a mere mortal like him.

"Let's go. Let's find a base first. It's unusual for Assassin to appear here. I'm afraid the Master behind her is also planning something."

Osmandis's gaze drifted into the distance.

Within this city, they had already gained some information about Saber and Assassin, and what remained were the few nodes where magic power had just emerged.