Signal for the Final Battle

"Sakura! Rin! Are you ready? This is the final round for today!"

Saber wore a black bodysuit and held a wooden sword as she faced the two little girls, both panting and drenched in sweat.

Obviously, ever since moving in, she had voluntarily taken over the combat training that Allen had originally been responsible for.

After all, if they wanted to reach the point of tearing Heroic Spirits apart with their bare hands in the Fifth Holy Grail War, they could not afford to have any obvious weaknesses.

Had they not seen how Merlin, the legendary Grand Magus, also held the title of Britain's Sword Saint? Even Artoria's swordsmanship had been personally taught by him.

As for the famous Divine Era Magus Medea, she had refused to learn close-combat techniques and ended up getting beaten senseless by Rin's Baji Quan, her lifelong reputation ruined in an instant.

"Come on! I've been ready for ages." Young Rin clenched her fists and answered with a stubborn expression.

In comparison, Sakura did not display her sister's fixation and desire for victory. She merely smiled gently and nodded. "Let's begin!"

"Take this!"

Saber did not go easy on them just because her opponents were two little girls who had yet to grow up. Instead, she swung her sword without mercy.

Because she knew that while Rin might not yet pose much of a threat, Sakura could definitely cause her quite a bit of trouble if she went all out.

If the King of Britain were knocked to the ground by a child during this sort of training, it would be utterly humiliating.

Bang!

There were no surprises.

Rin, who had only just begun this kind of training, was instantly swept off her feet by the wooden sword. She rolled across the ground, bared her