A person is in Type-Moon, goes out, and then picks up an Outer God girl?

For some reason, he couldn't fully construct the specific characteristics of the creature in his mind.

After a brief silence, his eyes flickered a little when he confirmed that Tōsaka Tokiomi didn't look up, but then stopped abruptly.

A drop of sweat slid down his forehead, and Archer's face turned a little pale.

"The Black Pharaoh... This feeling of being stared at by death makes me think of something bad..."

Water, Wind, Flowers: Chapter 50: Eyes That See Through Everything See...

Just a moment ago, Archer used something he shouldn't have used on someone in the rain and fog.

His Noble Phantasm, the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star [Sha Nagba Imuru], gathers star-like light in his eyes, allowing his sight to spread across the earth and see through everything. It is the embodiment of his spirit as the Hero King sublimated into a Noble Phantasm.

Although he did not actually bring such a Noble Phantasm with him when he first entered the world as Archer, this Noble Phantasm was ultimately a manifestation of his spiritual sublimation, and he could use it anytime and anywhere as long as he wanted.

He possessed eyes that could see through everything in the world, and could even see through his opponent's real name or treasure, which were covered with multiple layers of concealment. The real reason why he used the Star of Omniscience, which he shouldn't have used, was not because he was spying on the rain and fog barrier that distorted his vision.

With the help of clairvoyance, he was able to see the flying creature summoned by Caster and controlled by Berserker. He was very sure that he saw the appearance of the creature's mount, but he just couldn't piece it together into a complete picture in his mind.

He could not bear the fact that he had been deceived. His unintentional use of the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star could not be considered deliberate, but the moment he actually used it, the scene was chilling to his core.

It was just a moment, just as he had gathered the power of the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star into his eyes, but the moment he raised his eyes, he cut it off by himself.

He did see something of Caster's inner self. Beneath the yellow clothes was a black, indescribable mist. That was also a disguise. Even Archer now believed so.

Through the black fog, Archer saw many scenes that could not be described in words. They were like frozen pictures on a PPT, unable to be remembered but bringing a chilling fear from the heart. Finally, at the end of those many fleeting scenes, a pharaoh dressed in gorgeous robes and with dark skin slowly turned around and met his gaze.

In just a moment, not even one percent of the time it takes to blink an eye, Archer intuitively felt that something had appeared in his mind, but he could not perceive it. Only that figure was firmly imprinted in his spiritual base.

Fear. It was hard for him to imagine that he would actually feel fear towards a certain guy. At least when he used the omniscient and omnipotent star to spy on the truth, his reason stopped his curiosity from continuing to spy on it. He even extinguished the rising curiosity with his own hands because of the fear spreading from the depths of his soul.

"My king... do we need to retreat temporarily?"

Tōsaka Tokiomi raised his head while speaking. He had no idea what had just happened, and was even unaware that Archer had used a Noble Phantasm other than Clairvoyance behind his back.

Archer remained silent. The bead of sweat that unconsciously flowed down his forehead disappeared without a trace as he sat up slightly, but the solemnity on his face still revealed his current state of mind.

Was Caster more than he seemed? Did he need to join forces with Saber to annihilate him? Was he, the greatest king, going to join forces with a swordsman from nowhere to defeat another king from another mythological system?

"Lowly mortals, do not attempt to guess what this king is thinking!"

The initial leisurely smile on Archer's face was gone, and there was even a hint of impatience.

As for that Caster, he admitted that he might need to treat that Caster with a different attitude than he did with other bastards, but he still wouldn't allow himself to fall to the point of joining those unknown little people to encircle and suppress that Caster.

Just like the voice in my mind said, only ants need to rely on huddling together for warmth and make futile struggles when facing an invincible enemy.

As the "strongest", both Saber and Caster are challengers, and they are the ones who really need to stick together for warmth!

"The King has made his decision!"

For some reason, Archer suddenly became confident, and the smile on his face seemed a little crazy. Seeing this, Tōsaka Tokiomi widened his eyes. His magician's intuition made him notice something unusual, but he couldn't tell the difference between the current Archer and the previous Archer.

"I will have a fair and square duel with that Caster. After Saber leaves the stage, I will tell you why I am the strongest!"

Such arrogant remarks seemed to be accompanied by a hint of madness. Tōsaka Tokiomi did not speak, but simply lowered his head to express his respect to the Golden King on the throne.

Even as the one who summoned him, I only have three chances to command him. Now that he has decided to take it seriously, there is no reason for me to say anything.

At this moment, Duanmu Ye shuddered suddenly, as if he had suddenly taken a cold shower, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

What happened?

The barrier of rain and fog was not destroyed. The position built with the help of the power of "Cthulhu" could block the sight of the outside world, and the rain mixed with "Usum" pollen would affect the sanity while falling.

The creation of this alternative position also confirmed Caster's identity. Duanmu Ye felt a little sad as he became more and more proficient in using his power.

With the power of Nyar-Latotep, when he put on Van Gogh's outer god robe through the "Faceless Walker", in a sense he really became the "Adventer".

Now that he was becoming more and more proficient in using this power, Duanmu Ye felt that his life was over...

The sound of swords clashing made Duanmu Ye cast his gaze towards Arthur who was fighting with Lancelot below. The clash of light and shadow was so fast that only two colors of sparks kept flashing on Baiyaki's back.

"No way...Bayaki's back is not the place for a fight."

As he murmured, the natural wind blew the tattered yellow robe, and the rain covering the entire commercial street seemed to be affected by the wind and began to change slightly.

The battle between Lancelot, who possessed "infinite martial arts training" and had taken out the magic sword [Indestructible Lake Light], and Saber was inexplicably difficult for some reason. Suddenly, a gust of wind made Saber, who had wanted to deal with Lancelot first, raise her head and look at Caster who was above her head.

The passing wind brought raindrops that fell on his handsome face. While Saber was reacting to Lancelot's attack with her intuition, the same vague voice as before reached her ears.

"Hurricane Tornado..."

Duanmu Ye, who was brewing the power of wind, paused and fell into silence for a moment as he watched the hurricane swirling around him because of him.

Then, he pointed to Saber below and used telepathy to connect with Lancelot, who seemed to have a wish to die at Arthur's hands.

"Anyway, I'm here to help you!"

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Water, Wind, and Flower: Chapter 51: Who said I was a decent person?

A hurricane swept through the two fighting people. As the platform that supported them fighting in the air, the disappearance of Byager caused Lancelot to fall continuously to the ground until he hit the ground again, fell into a deep pit, and was covered by the smoke and dust.

At the moment when Sunflower came into contact with the scabbarded Holy Sword of the Star, Duanmu Ye was not unaware that getting rid of Emiya Kiritsugu might be the best option to force Arthur to leave.

But before contacting Emiya Kiritsugu, Duanmu Ye must confirm whether Arthur's appearance was a response to Emiya Kiritsugu's call and his participation in the Holy Grail War, or whether it was because of the existence of the restraining force that made him come here specifically to target him.

At first glance, both seem to have a necessary condition, that is, the connection between the summoned and the summoner as an anchor. However, if the response is not from Emiya Kiritsugu but from the restraining force, killing Emiya Kiritsugu may not be enough to make him retreat so easily...

The wind carrying rain obscured Arthur's vision, and the holy sword that was shining with golden light was showing signs of being unable to withstand the sunflower's broadsword.

Although the previous battle with Lancelot was able to reach a stalemate, it was also because he knew Lancelot's attack methods and responded intuitively to deal with them.

However, facing Caster who suddenly chose close combat, Arthur's sword was immediately thrown into disarray.

It wasn't because Caster's melee skills were so good, but precisely because they were terrible. So bad that, in addition to the chainsaw-like sunflowers threatening him head-on, countless yellow cloaks that seemed to come alive were carrying out extremely despicable attacks on his lower body that he couldn't even see.

That's right, the holy sword was not liberated in his hand. In addition to facing a horse-slaying broadsword that was not much different in level from the holy sword, he also had to deal with invisible creatures that would occasionally attack from under or behind him. Even with his intuition, he could not withstand such a pincer attack.

This is outrageous! How could Caster be so reckless in close combat?

Arthur frowned, and the magic power bursting out from under his feet drove him to jump out of the opponent's attack range, but the next moment his body shot out, Caster's figure followed closely behind, and entangled him again like a ghost.

Without any chance to breathe, Arthur let the rain hit his face, his vision became a little dazed. He seemed to see many Caster individuals attacking him. Instinctively, he grasped the sword with both hands and wanted to expel the Wind King's Hammer, but the initial ineffectiveness when facing Caster made him give up this option.

A golden glow suddenly bloomed on the sword. It was not a Noble Phantasm that was expressly forbidden to use by Emiya Kiritsugu, but a simple release of magic power. This was the strongest attack method that Arthur could use at the moment, but its flaws were also extremely obvious.

Leaping into the sky, the air combat achieved by releasing magic power lost its capital to continue floating the moment the magic power was concentrated on the sword. However, Arthur had thought of this long ago and had already gathered enough magic power when falling from the highest point, and swung it with all his strength the moment he faced Caster head-on.

A ray of golden light split the thick dark clouds covering the commercial street, but it was only a momentary ray of light. Dark clouds gathered again in the split area and everything returned to calm.

The pain from his wrist made Arthur, who had used the magic power to brake suddenly to steady himself, tremble uncontrollably. He was very sure that his sword had hit the opponent, but it was not Caster's body that was hit, but the weapon in his hand.

His weapon absorbed all the magic power he released, so that the magic power he used did not even have any substantial effect except for producing light.

"Saber, what's going on?"

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice came to his mind again, but compared to the last time, it seemed particularly vague.

"That Caster's melee ability is comparable to Berserker's, and his cloak seems to be alive. I'm not sure if it's magic or something else."

"I understand, but let me confirm first, is Ellie with you?"

Emiya Kiritsugu's words made Arthur look a little confused. As early as when dealing with Berserker, Irisviel had already left the range of the battle and went to a safe place. With Emiya Kiritsugu's ability, it was not difficult for him to find Irisviel.

But the next moment, countless black steel pipes brushed past him. The red color that appeared on them like veins was obviously from Lancelot's ability. Using the many [Noble Phantasms] projected into the sky as stepping stones, Lancelot returned to the air and attacked him like a roaring beast. Above his head, there was a staff with a constantly rotating head that attacked him like a chainsaw.

At the moment when he was sandwiched from both sides, Arthur also realized that the conversation with Emiya Kiritsugu just now was a completely fabricated illusion. Emiya Kiritsugu had not contacted him at all, except for the one time before contacting Caster. The purpose of the previous contact was to divert his attention away from him and Lancelot below.

"With such despicable means, can you still be called a heroic spirit?!"

Arthur was not against any conspiracy or trickery, and he had no idea of ​​being attacked by a joint attack at this moment. After all, war is not fought alone. If his master wanted to form an alliance, he would be happy to fight together with heroes from other eras.

However, his consciousness was modified, and he used such despicable means to distract himself and launch a sneak attack...

"You seem to have misunderstood something. Heroic spirits are never just decent people."

This time, it was no longer an unclear voice. Although it was still difficult to recognize, there was no doubt that Arthur heard what the words wanted to express.

Of course, he knew that the meaning of Heroic Spirits never only contained positive things. Those who committed serious crimes could also exist on the "Throne" as Heroic Spirits and could also participate in the Holy Grail War as Servants.

He had a preconceived notion because of Lancelot, thinking that a knight like Lancelot would never associate with evil people even after falling into depravity. This gave him some illusions, and he actually thought that Caster, who had launched a sneak attack from the very beginning, was a hero with his own pride.

He gripped the long sword in his hand tightly again. There was no doubt that he had committed a big taboo on the battlefield. There seemed to be not many ways to change the current situation. Exchanging injury for injury might be the best solution at the moment.

Arthur raised his head with this thought in his mind, but just as he was about to rush towards Caster's attack, Emiya Kiritsugu's voice rang in his mind again.

"Caster's Master is not here. Next, I will launch a missile towards your position. Stop attacking Caster, prevent Berserker from seizing the missile, and use magic power to severely damage him. His Master will surely not be able to withstand such consumption!"

Emiya Kiritsugu's voice was extremely clear, but his act of gathering his magic power to attack Caster was now in doubt.

Did his Master really say these words?

Water, Wind, Flower: Chapter 52: The Holy Sword Exposed in Sight

Under the scouring of rain, almost a considerable part of the commercial street turned into ruins made of piled stones, but the real battlefield was never on the ground.

Emiya Kiritsugu, carrying a FIM-92A Stinger anti-aircraft missile, frowned. Wearing a gas mask and a thickened raincoat, he was fully prepared to deal with emergencies.

No one knew whether Caster's rain would be mixed with some strange things. The caution brought by his profession made Emiya Kiritsugu immediately ask Hisau Maiya to fetch these equipments, along with the portable anti-aircraft missiles that were not very convenient to purchase.

Modern weapons have no effect on Servants. At most, they can cause some impact damage, and may not even be able to break their defenses.

Even with the Origin Bullet that has a special attack on magicians, it cannot have any effect on the Servants who are made up of magic themselves. When he wanted to find the traces of Master Caster or Berserker and attack them, he ended in failure.

This was something that puzzled Kiritsugu Emiya. Except for the servants acting alone, the servants fighting here should have their own masters hidden among them.

Caster might possess a relatively advanced ability to act alone. After all, in all of Caster's battle reports to date, there was basically no trace of his Master, even when he personally conducted an investigation.

But with Matou Kariya's level, relying on some kind of magic to transform his body, just maintaining Berserker in materialization is a very strenuous task, not to mention long-distance combat.

Therefore, even if the anti-aircraft missiles had no effect on Berserker, the damage caused would inevitably be reflected back to Matou Kariya in the form of consumed magic power. Hisau Maiya, who was checking among the people evacuating from the periphery, would definitely discover this.

"Saber, obey orders!"

Arthur in the sky remained unmoved. The previous conversation with Emiya Kiritsugu that Caster had simulated in his mind by changing his will had made him a little wary. His intuition could no longer provide him with sufficient accuracy. Even the time he was deceived was a genuine product born from his own consciousness.

Each of those yellow robe ribbons that looked like living things collided with the sword in her hand like a treasure, and the sparks of magic that were aroused made Saber fall into a dilemma as time passed.

Should he follow the orders from his Master in his mind and attack Lancelot, or should he try to engage in absolute close combat with Caster and continue to complete the orders originally issued by his Master?

Arthur couldn't tell which one was correct. There seemed to be many vague voices in his mind interfering with his judgment. Even the creature summoned by Caster when he had previously contacted him became extremely blurry.

I can't remember it. This is obviously extremely important information, but I just can't remember it...

It's not a cognitive impairment, nor even an erasure of information. It's simply that consciousness has been tampered with and blurred. When carefully recalling those scenes, one's soul is actively resisting recalling such scenes.

——I can’t recall it, and I absolutely cannot recall it!

My own reason warned me like this, and this resistance seemed particularly obvious amid the chaotic sounds and images that constantly confused my will.

The falling rain was particularly slow at this moment, and the noisy wind was mixed with many indistinguishable things, which were the things that interfered with his judgment.

Arthur, holding the Holy Sword of the Star, slowly closed his eyes in this state. He didn't know what he could do now, nor what he was allowed to do at the moment, but at this moment, Arthur trusted his own judgment more than obeying the voice that emerged in his mind.

"EX——"

His lips moved slightly, which made Duanmu Ye, who had been wondering why Arthur hadn't used his treasure yet, finally breathe a sigh of relief.

All the previous operations were to force Arthur to use his Noble Phantasm. Although he would be targeted by special attacks to a large extent because of the sword in his hand, with the disguise he had shown so far, the sword could not exert its true strength on him for the time being.

If Arthur really confirmed that he had touched the conditions for the liberation of the Holy Sword of the Star, then he could probably use the Sword of Promised Victory that was liberated by the thirteen constraints right away, instead of just using the constrained version of the Sword of Promised Victory like this.

The brilliance that bloomed from the sword wrapped in the scabbard at that moment was far more magnificent than any magic power released before. The magic power that was enough to make the sky flash could not even touch a corner of the sword that was gradually gathering brilliance.

The rain stopped...

Everyone saw the light shining down from the clouds. On this dark and cloudy night, like a searchlight projected down from the sky, a golden beam of light shot up into the sky, blasting away the thick clouds.

The missile launched by Emiya Kiritsugu exploded after reaching its limit in the air. Sparks flew everywhere, covering the starting point of the beam and gradually dissipating as the beam disappeared.

Whether or not Berserker was hit was no longer important to Emiya Kiritsugu who was staring at the sky. The fact that Saber had used the Noble Phantasm despite his explicit order prohibiting it made his face look extremely ugly.

He took out the satellite phone from his waist and put it to his mouth. After a slight pause, Emiya Kiritsugu issued the order to retreat.

"The plan has changed. Mai-ya, Saber is out of control. I must return to Einzbern Castle to re-plan my next move. In the meantime, do not act rashly to avoid being targeted by Caster and his Master."

Arthur, standing in the air, also had a solemn expression on his face. Even though he released his Noble Phantasm, successfully repelled Caster, and shot down Lancelot with the help of Kiritsugu Emiya's missile, the feeling he felt on his hand was not the same as after hitting the enemy.