[As if my heart was shaken, I smiled and tears came out, filled with a kind of unspoken sadness.]

But she calmed down in an instant, her mind transformed into a sword, wielding it to cut through the threads of love, and the thick strands of nostalgia dissipated in the breeze.

Her past has been buried in that ancient history, unknown to anyone and unsung.

[Only when I wield the Infinity Sword do I suddenly realize my origins.]

The ancient white-haired female heroic spirit chuckled to herself and sighed softly, "Master, aren't you planning to intervene?"

"Currently, Saber's Master is easy to control. You saved her life. Killing Rider and forming an alliance with Saber is the best option."

【“No need.”】

Luo Shu crossed his arms and smiled cheerfully, "I love watching women fight the most."

[The cold wind rustles, blowing the corners of the elegant moon-white clothes.]

[Just here, a handsome young man in white clothes smiles at a beautiful woman. ]

The white-haired female heroic spirit became interested and raised an eyebrow, saying, "What if I want to kill Rider?"

"Then kill him, whatever you like."

[The young man in moon-white feathered clothes smiled, completely unconcerned.]

He didn't have much desire for the Holy Grail; he only joined the war as a member of the Three Great Families, and also wanted to verify his own magecraft training.

[The Servant has no intention of betraying, so why not let her do it? ]

[After all, they responded to my call and came here, so naturally they are eager to win.]

【Why stop me? 】

"My master is truly an incredible magician."

[The white-haired female heroic spirit smiled, but her eyes were fixed seriously on the ground below.]

Then, with arcs of pure blue light bursting out from her hands, the B+-rank Noble Phantasm, Gan Jiang Moye, was projected into her hands. The twin blades, one black and one white, further accentuated her elegant demeanor.

[“Crack—.”]

[Under Luo Shu's astonished gaze, Gan Jiang Moye's hilts fused together.]

[As the cold mist surged, a longbow, entirely black and white, as pure as glass, unexpectedly formed.]

The white-haired lady's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's. She pulled the bowstring with one hand, and endless magical power poured into the bow, as if the aura of a powerful being capable of shaking the heavens was overflowing.

[“——Pseudo-Spiral Sword (Caladbolg II)!!”]

[She whispered a spell, mysterious and profound, like a whirlpool, attracting attention.]

[From her palm, a spiral sword with gorgeous patterns emerged.]

This is the magic sword wielded by Fergus MacRoy, an Irish hero from Celtic mythology. Its prototype is an A+-rank Noble Phantasm, and its wielder is the adoptive father of Cu Chulainn, another Celtic mythological hero.

[Archer (archer) improved it to be used as an arrow, projecting it.]

[Cu Chulainn was destined to be defeated by this sword. In other words, this sword could be said to be Cu Chulainn's natural enemy.]

The moment they saw the mark, people all over the world burst into laughter.

"If this isn't directed at my dog ​​brother, what is it?"

"Le, Brother Gou is really miserable."

"Cú Chulainn: If you're a man, have a good fight!"

"Archer (pulling out a spiral sword): Where is my son? Come and die!"

"This white-haired female heroic spirit is incredible! She can project everything from the renowned Gan Jiang and Moye from the East to the magic sword from Celtic mythology... the range is truly enormous!"

"I suspect she has a vast arsenal of weapons capable of projecting every Noble Phantasm in the world!"

"My goodness, in that case, what is her identity?"

"Could it be Gilgamesh, the oldest king in legend, the heroic king who possesses all the treasures in the world?"

"Hiss, it's very likely!"

"Then Luo Jun is sure to win, right?"

"Steady, steady!"

……

The scene continues.

[The nobleman in white was also somewhat surprised, resting his chin on his hand, as if deep in thought.]

"I'm surprised that even this kind of Noble Phantasm can be projected..."

[At the top of the building, the white-haired lady's eyes were solemn. She placed the spiral sword on the bow with her bare hands, and it instantly transformed into a terrifying magical arrow.]

[She gently raised her right hand and drew the bow to full string.]

[He aimed at the purple figure several kilometers away and predicted the other party's next move.]

[Then, gently release the bowstring...]

The background music that makes people nervous and gives goose bumps sounds, like the ambush from all sides played by the pipa, full of murderous intent!

This has caused people from all over the world to watch nervously.

【"call out!!"】

【The sound of breaking through the air sounded! 】

[Surging magic power shot out, and the beautiful light was like a burning phoenix! ]

[That magical arrow was faster than a meteor, passing over the city at the speed of light.]

The camera keeps zooming out!

The hustle and bustle of traffic under the flashing neon lights became extremely slow, as if it was still.

But the flowing arrows transcend light, tear through the air currents, and penetrate everything!

It's so shocking!

Beautiful country.

Pentagon.

"It can actually shoot several kilometers away in an instant..."

Looking at the attack in the light screen, five-star General MacArthur was suddenly shocked.

You know, even the world's top hypersonic missile, the Hercules II intercontinental ballistic missile, can only barely reach 27,000 kilometers per hour when launched, but the spiral sword in the picture seems to be faster than Hercules.

I just don't know what the explosion range is?

The "Heroic Spirit" is indeed a very terrifying existence...

If the spiral sword's target wasn't Medusa, but the Pentagon...

MacArthur shuddered at the thought of this possibility.

He was somewhat glad that there were no heroes in this world, otherwise life would definitely be difficult for them Americans.

Britain has King Arthur, Newton, Elizabeth II...

France has Joan of Arc, Napoleon, and Charles de Gaulle from the old Dai family...

Germany has Martin Luther, the Iron Chancellor Bismarck, and the Devil’s Mustache…

How can the Americans compete with other established countries with just a few pages of history?

……

However, everything came to an abrupt halt.

[“Boom…!!”]

[Above the ruins of the academy, a massive explosion suddenly erupted, sending flames shooting up into the sky!]

[The slowly rising mushroom cloud seemed to indicate a nuclear explosion had occurred here.]

Medusa and the Knight King, still engaged in a fierce battle, both stopped. The white-haired female Heroic Spirit atop the building frowned, somewhat surprised.

She missed...

[At the moment when the arrow was about to hit Medusa, another feathered arrow shot from another angle.]

The force was neither too strong nor too weak, but it just happened to detonate the spiral sword in the sky. Although the rolling heat wave caused the ground to heat up rapidly, it did not harm any Servants. It was as if someone was secretly warning Rider.

[The scene has become chaotic, with various forces secretly competing.]

[After all, as the opening match of the Holy Grail War, they are quite eye-catching.]

[In the basement of the Matou residence, Makoto frowns and issues an order.]

"Rider, it's time to retreat."

【"Um……"】

[In the ruins, the purple-haired lady looked calm and nodded slightly.]

Before leaving, she stared intently at the Knight King and said calmly, "Saber, there will be a life-or-death battle between you and me."

[Then his body gradually faded, transforming into shimmering particles of light and vanishing in the wind.]

[At the spot, Artoria solemnly raised her holy sword and did not rush to pursue Medusa.]

[The enemy is shooting from nowhere]

【She wants to protect her master's safety. 】

The camera slowly turns.

The screen dimmed and then brightened, showing another towering skyscraper.

[On the rooftop, a mysterious figure slowly lowered the bow in his hand.]

When she was very young, she shot the arrow of her ideal in her heart.

[From then on, hitting the target became a matter of instinct and ease for her. No matter what kind of arrow she had, she could always shoot it perfectly, almost like a god.]

[Even a Heroic Spirit can rival him! ]

[Then, she calmly turned and left, her back disappearing on the rooftop.]

[A gentle breeze blew, gently blowing the edge of the girl's white clothes.]

[It's the school uniform of Hogunhara Academy...]

Confused!

Extremely confused!

"Where on earth did this monster come from that could actually participate in the battle of the Heroic Spirits?"

People feel a slight toothache.

And the sky curtain did not reveal the man's face.

Don’t you know we are curious?!

Various speculations followed, but due to too little information, the true answer could never be inferred.

Meanwhile, the real world.

In the garden of the Japanese chaebol Shinomiya family, the blonde maid Hayasaka Ai scratched her head in confusion.

"Why does this figure look familiar?"

43. Various parties are moving, and a Caster (Magician) class servant has surfaced!

Amidst the discussions among the people.

The picture on the sky curtain is still colorful, and the plot has new changes.

[Under the moonlight, the beautiful King of Britain converses with a modern magician girl.]

[As if destined, the ill-fated relationship between the Yukinoshita family and Altria continues, and the magic circle that summoned Saber in the 5th Holy Grail War was the one that Yukinoshita Haruno casually created ten years ago.]

【Because of this, the process of summoning Saber has a negative impact.】

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