Speaking of which, who the hell are you, "Ju"?

"Lancer's Master should be nearby, their exact location is unknown, they've likely used some method of obscuring their presence, but it should be seen through very soon."

"Berserker's Master? Same as Lancer's."

"There's a Servant's aura at the top of the bridge, incredibly powerful, conservatively speaking, no weaker than Archer."

"Kiritsugu Emiya's subordinate, Maiya Hisau, has discovered them—Master, do you need me to eliminate this romantic rival for you?"

"Kiritsugu Emiya has not been confirmed yet, but he is definitely nearby."

"With such a strong aura, Archer must have sensed it too, but I personally suggest not interfering too much with the King of Heroes' interests."

"Understood, Master. No problem, Master. Obtaining as much information as possible without revealing ourselves, right? Please trust my professional standards as an Assassin."

After cutting off contact with Kirei Kotomine, Jizi, who remained in spirit form, revealed a dangerous smile to the man with the lemon-shaped haircut not far in front of her—Kayneth, who had just reported that he hadn't found anything.

Weapons clashed fiercely, the shockwaves shattering the asphalt road, the wind pressure from their swings severing nearby streetlights. Within those bodies, not much different in size from a human, what terrifying power was contained.

Powerful, unrivaled, this was the crystallization of human fantasy, the power possessed by the Heroic Spirits who guarded this world, and this was merely their projection.

It was precisely because of this unreasonable strength that even though only seven people participated, it could be grandly named a war.

After witnessing the battle between the two knights at the port, all the Masters' minds were filled with this realization and emotion.

However, this was only because their vision was limited by their identity as "humans" and they couldn't reach a certain height. If their identities were placed on the same level, the so-called Servants, while powerful, were also surprisingly weak.

Not weak in the sense of combat, but on another level.

The level of "heart."

Because no matter how brilliant their legends were, their original forms were still human, or perhaps fabricated by humans.

Humans are by no means perfect and invincible beings.

Therefore, those born of humans must also be so.

Servants, sublimated by legends, are also bound by legends; this is the greatest weakness of a Servant.

Heroic Spirits with dragon bloodlines are suppressed by Heroic Spirits with dragon-slaying legends; Heroic Spirits who were once defeated by a certain weapon are suppressed by Heroic Spirits who wield that weapon; if one's legend is a variation of another legend, the compatibility between the two will be subtle; if one died from being ironed by an electric iron in life, they would be in a difficult situation when facing sewing tools, and so on.

If the above explanation is too abstract, then there is now a perfect example—the two knights on the open battlefield:

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, the first knight of the Fianna, whose legendary martial prowess is unmatched, and his tragic elopement with Princess Grainne of Cormac is still widely talked about today.

Lancelot, the first knight of the Knights of the Round Table under King Arthur. Compared to his invincible battle record, his adulterous... tragic love affair with Queen Guinevere is more often discussed over tea and after meals, influencing artistic creation for over a dozen centuries.

Princess Grainne was originally the fiancée of Diarmuid's lord, Fionn. Guinevere was the Queen of Lancelot's lord, King Arthur.

When the two are mentioned in later poems or other works of art, there is always a passage dedicated to praising their exemplary demeanor, temperament, and character, as well as their extraordinary handsome appearance.

Both are heroes from the Celtic mythological system that spread throughout the British Isles.

It is believed that those as intelligent and wise as you have already discovered some clues, but allow me to show off a bit: Lancelot's NTR legend (and countless similar love stories in later generations) originated from Diarmuid's NTR legend. (1)

Thus, the compatibility between the two can be imagined.

According to Berserker's group's hatred sequence, the first is naturally "This World's Sin" and the King of Heroes, the second is the "Saber Lion King," and the third is "Luck E."

With the first two not yet appearing and Lancer issuing a full-screen taunt, Group B decisively emerged, one-shotted Lancer, and Lancer, not to be outdone, counter-attacked immediately.

It seems Yanye was forcibly taunted into gaining aggro... It can't be helped, who told him he couldn't control Berserker, and Yangtze's enemies met with unusual fury—

Damn it, my romance is a tragedy! Damn it, almost everyone on Earth knows about this great tragedy! Damn it, they even wrote scripts, poems, composed music, and wrote lyrics, fearing others wouldn't know! Damn it, not only do they know, but they also dig it up and talk about it whenever they have the chance! Damn it, they've been talking about it for over a dozen centuries, and the content is getting more and more outrageous! Damn it, the manufacturer of this great tragedy is not Made-in-China or the Great Galactic Empire, but you, a man with a few tricks!

It's all your fault, it's all your fault, it's all your fault! It's not the world, nor Tokiomi, it's you! That's right, who are you looking at? You're quite skilled with your tricks, aren't you? Impressive, huh? But it's still your fault!

As for Lancer, although he actively sought battle, it was because he wanted to find an opponent with whom he could have a fair and exhilarating fight, not a lunatic like this! So now he's also full of anger, and can only vent it through combat. (2)

"Damn it, this guy..."

Lancer's initial strategy of "hiding his Noble Phantasm" was useless against Berserker. The black knight didn't care which spear was the real Noble Phantasm—because the legends of the two were prototypes and variations of each other, even without reason, Berserker could instinctively sense Lancer's aura and it made him extremely uncomfortable. So he just wanted to kill his opponent. As for the weapons, since he had "Knight does not die with empty hands," it didn't matter at all.

The Gae Buidhe, considered a secret weapon, couldn't pierce the armor of the Knight of the Lake. In fact, if caught by the opponent during the fight, it was in danger of slipping from his grasp. The Gae Dearg could pierce the armor wrapped in that ominous black mana without the danger of being taken away, but in terms of pure martial skill, how could Lancer, who was restricted by his Master's order to hide his true name, deal with the "First Knight" who surpassed King Arthur in martial skill?

His strategy was ineffective, his Noble Phantasm couldn't be unleashed as ordered, and he couldn't be sure of winning in terms of pure martial skill. Lancer fell into a great crisis. Seeing the utility pole swinging in Berserker's hand in a circle, about to smash down, the Lancer, forced into a corner, had no choice but to cross his two spears and block the blow above his head.

"Alalalalalalala!"

The expected impact didn't come. Instead, after a gust of wind and thunder, a Greek-style chariot appeared in the middle of the battlefield.

"Stop everything! You are now before the King's chariot!"

King of Conquerors Iskandar and Queen Consort Waver Velvet, have arrived!

"Maiya, can you see Lancer's Master?"

"My angle seems to be a blind spot, I can't see them."

"Then search for Berserker's Master. Be careful."

"Yes!"

After giving orders to her assistant and turning off the walkie-talkie, the famous mage killer turned her attention back to the battlefield.

If the battle hadn't been disrupted by the sudden appearance of a Servant, Berserker would have likely won. Unfortunately, while Lancer was at a disadvantage, he wasn't severely injured and could still fight. After such a long time, neither Servant's true identity had been revealed.

But it didn't matter. No matter what tricks Lancer had left, he wouldn't get another chance. With his Master killed, even the most powerful Servant would simply disappear.

The newly appeared Servant had captured everyone's attention. The noise from that chariot-like Noble Phantasm was as immense as its power. The thunderous roar could definitely drown out the sound of a sniper rifle—this was the perfect opportunity to eliminate the opponent's Master!

Aiming his eyes at the thermal imager, Kiritsugu Emiya ensured the red signature representing Kayneth was centered in his crosshairs. He held his breath to steady his hand, then pulled the trigger—

"Bang!"

"This is so boring~ Papa Emiya, why haven't you shot yet?"

Jizi squatted behind Kayneth, utterly bored. She had no interest in the fight between the Yangtze Knight and the one with Luck E. As for the King of Conquerors' playful antics, she'd seen too much of it in anime and countless similar works to feel any excitement.

Since the beginning, she had been waiting for Emiya's move. Logically, Emiya had planned to snipe Kayneth but was interrupted by the appearance of Assassin. Now, as an Assassin herself, hidden perfectly, why was Emiya still waiting? Why didn't he go for the kill?

Was he afraid of revealing his position by firing? Then the appearance of the King of Conquerors with his flashy holy light must be his chance!

I need to be ready too—even if something goes wrong, everyone will only suspect the mage killer.

Aha, the chariot has appeared!

Then, after a few seconds' delay, Kayneth's body suddenly fell backward. Jizi, standing right behind him, clearly saw a wound through his heart on the chest of the genius from the prestigious Archibald family.

"Lancer is coming soon, I need to hurry!"

"...Do the wishes you seek from the Holy Grail carry more weight than the grand ambition that encompasses heaven and earth?"

"...If you give me the Holy Grail, I will consider you friends and share with you the joy of conquering the world!"

Spreading his arms as if to embrace the world, history's most famous King of Conquerors made such a grand declaration before the participants of the Holy Grail War.

Regardless of how many people heard this declaration from the shadows, the reactions of the two visible heroes, Lancer and Berserker, whose recent duel was interrupted by Rider, were—

"My lord!"

Lancer's handsome face contorted in extreme alarm. He took two steps at once, turned, and with a small run and a great leap, he landed on a shipping container, retrieved an unconscious person from behind it, and then accelerated away from the battlefield. (③)

As for the other, with Lancer, the primary source of hatred, gone, Yanye finally had a chance to pacify his Servant. He was currently using all his strength to control Berserker. However, because Berserker was covered in heavy armor and black mist, he appeared to be simply spacing out to outsiders.

The great Alexander had subdued countless heroes of his time. When he extended his olive branch, those heroes either laughed heartily and accepted or scornfully refused until they were defeated. But this was the first time such a situation had occurred—one potential recruit fled immediately after hearing the offer, while the other completely ignored him.

"Idiot, idiot, idiot..."

It was the dead of winter, and there were hardly any birds to be seen, but miraculously, a crow flew over the Rider team at that moment.

...Notes...

①, I actually don't think Diarmuid was NTR'd.

Finn, due to his immense power, was suspected by King Cormac. To resolve the rift between their families, he proposed a marriage alliance. Cormac then asked his daughter, Princess Grainne, if she was willing for the two families to intermarry (note that it said two families, not two people). Grainne, as a princess, was sensible and agreed, even though she knew it was a political marriage. However, she thought she was marrying Finn's grandson (who was also a hero in the Knights of Fionn), not Finn himself—this guy was roughly the same age as Grainne's grandfather at the time and was extremely unlucky in marriage; his previous N wives had all died—and got married.

It was at the meeting between Cormac and Finn that Grainne learned she was to marry Finn, and she immediately refused—Damn it! I came here to hook up with a young stud, who the hell wants this old scumbag? She then surveyed the members of the Knights of Fionn who had accompanied Finn, evaluating each knight successively as "a man with skinny legs," "an arrogant and frivolous man," while mentally criticizing them. When it came to the one with Luck E, her evaluation changed to: "That man whose language is beautiful and conversation is extraordinary, whose hair is as black as a raven's wing, and whose cheeks are as rosy as mountain ash berries."

And then everyone knows what happened.

So, Finn could be said to have tricked her into marriage! It was already illegitimate and improper, so Diarmuid was actually the true love, how could it be NTR?

②, Lancer's inner monologue: "Damn it! What are you looking at? What are you looking at?"

③, The reason Lancer only realized later that Kayneth had been ambushed was because Jizi had interfered.

...Author's Words...

My blood bar was almost full. From updating once every 7 days, then 6 days, 5 days, 4 days, and finally reaching an update every 3 days, mid-term exams arrived—Damn it, college has mid-term exams too!

Mid-term exams dealt a fatal blow! Mid-term exams killed Director Luo!

The exams for various subjects will be finished around November 20th, and the C route is a bit stuck, which is why we have this chapter...

Also, all the legends about Heroic Spirits that I mentioned come from Baidu, and I make no guarantees about their authenticity. If anyone wants to fact-check, please message Baidu privately.

Thanks to Gu Ming Jiang for the chapter recommendation. Also, I think your story is very promising, but just talking about it in the group without writing it down is a bit...

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