Every family has difficulty reciting the Sutra. If this sentence is translated into Holy Grail War, it means "there is a lunatic in every seven people."
This neurosis may be caused by Cong, or Yu, or both.
For example, this time, Black Faction has Astolfo and intermittent illness Shirou, Red Faction is no exception.
William Shakespeare is a world-class writer. In terms of popularity, there are probably not many people who can compare with him.
And in Holy Grail War, he has another thing that others can't compare with, that is, he is weak!
Shakespeare has almost no combat effectiveness. Although he has a heaven-defying magic "enchantment" that is comparable to Knight of the Lake... I mean Knight of the Lake Lancelot, it just doesn't work.
In the first Holy Grail War, he was just a comedian, serving as a prostitute for Father Shirou.
Some people say that the world of writers cannot be understood by ordinary people, and there is nothing wrong with this. If it weren't for the fact that they were writers, it would be normal for them to be transferred to a mental hospital by the police uncle.
No matter what others think, Red Faction Assassin Semiramis is very much like sending this "big writer" here to a mental hospital... (Semiramis: Hey, what is a mental hospital? Why would I want to send this noisy guy to that place?)
"O misery and disaster, expand!"
"Fire, burn!"
"The oil pan, let it boil!"
In the lobby of the Sky Garden, Shakespeare was shouting something that others could not understand at the image of Familiar Legend.
At this moment, Semiramis was biting her thumb nail and looked at the Sabi below who was making noise with some annoyance.
Well, Shakespeare's behavior and Semiramis's behavior seems to be just making noise, which is very silly - for various reasons.
Calm down, I want to be calm, and I have to rely on this noisy guy to deal with the ruling. I can't just poison him or kill him in a string right now, even if these ideas are really tempting...
Semiramis kept telling himself that he couldn't do anything now so that he could control her before Shakespeare stopped his neurotic behavior.
"Oh my god, Father Shirou, why do you have such a sad face? This is so rare!" As Shakespeare said, this Father Shirou always has a warm smile. What on earth could make such a person so serious?
Well, our great writer has his own thoughts again.
"The revelation has come," Father Shirou raised his head and said the reason that made him serious, "Ruler is coming this way."
"Ah, this is really a wave of ups and downs!"
Ignoring Shakespeare's exaggerated reaction, Father Shirou said seriously, "In this Holy Grail War, she was also guided by revelation, so how to interpret each other's revelations and how to use them? Does this mean there must be a battle between me and her?"
"Balmung(Balmung)!"
Siegfried and Anti-Army Noble Phantasm unfolded, and the dusk-colored sword energy swept across the Dragon Tooth Soldier in front of them, but more Dragon Tooth Soldier would come up soon.
"Is that flame... Red Faction Lancer?" Siegfried looked at the flame as bright as the sun on the horizon in the distance, with a rare hint of anxiety on his face, "I'm sorry, because of the agreement, I must rush to the hero to complete the battle!"
Even so, Dragon Tooth Soldier would not give way just for any reason. All Siegfried could do was to keep waving the sword in his hand and move in the direction of the flames at almost a crawl.
"Infinite Reload Cero!"
The heavy raindrops swept away a large area of open space on the attack surface, and at the same time opened up a way forward for Siegfried. Siegfried recognize this attack——
"Berserker?"
"Saber, don't worry about me!"
Shirou took a dirty backhand from Mordred... I mean imitating Mana Burst, and swept another piece of Dragon Tooth Soldier. To be honest, this thing doesn't seem to be as useful as Cero.
"I'm here to clear the way for you. You have to go find Lancer on the red side for your date, right?"
"That's true, but..."
"There are just some soldiers here, don't worry about me! But you and that Lancer, both you and him are looking forward to that battle, right?"
"... Thank you!" Siegfried has never been a hypocritical person. After simply thanking him, he started heading towards the battlefield where Karna was at full speed.
After Siegfried left, Shirou twisted his neck and made a "click" sound.
"Well, even though they are just miscellaneous soldiers with little ability, they should be enough for me to prepare for the Hanging Gardens strategy!"
Although the current posture is not full strength in any way, even if you include all kinds of Light Cannon, it is the level of a dozen Afu, but there is no way, who let him have "radiation" after Resurrección?
Anyway, before boarding Semiramis and Hanging Gardens, Shirou is not planning to Resurrección.
In the castle dungeon, Black Faction Caster Avicebron also opens Shikai and places Red Faction Berserker. Although this guy who is all about muscles in his head is completely different from Shirou, he is also a powerful A-durable EX berserker, which is enough.
"Your master is me, Spartacus." Avicebron's tone did not waver. Of course, he did not dare to put on any airs with Spartacus.
Both are Casters, Avicebron's physical combat power is on the same level as Shakespeare's, any Hassan's station will be able to beat him beautifully.
As for Spartacus, you can tell just by looking at his body shape that not only can he hit him beautifully, but he can also easily push him to the ground and do whatever he wants.
"It seems I can't survive without you. It's really hard to forgive my affiliation."
"So, are you going to kill me?"
"No, at least I still have a mission. I need to stay in this world for a while."
"I must fight to the point of oppression, seize the hope at the end of despair, and finally, drive away and kill all the lackeys of power who are gathered together because of the Holy Grail!"
"Since this is the case," Avicebron loosened the restraints on Spartacus little by little, "Then your opponents have monopolized the secrets of this world, Mage's Association, which is what you call the rights and lackeys."
The door slowly opened, and the imprisoned beast was released at this moment.
"Come on, Berserker!"
Following Avicebron's words, Spartacus picked up the dagger, which was not considered a dagger in terms of size. He jumped with all his strength and jumped far away. Then he began to rush to the battlefield with all his strength.
"Yeah, yeah, if I hadn't been careful just now, I would have been killed. I'm very weak, really!"