"Clang—!"
Two shots of wind and lightning collided once more.
This time, they collided right in front of Fang Li, the bursting sparks illuminating his face and the figure of the Servant who had suddenly appeared ahead.
"You've really caused quite a commotion, Master of the Black Faction."
Rider of the Red Faction rested the Cross Spear, designed for flexibility and mobility, across his shoulders, gripping it with both hands as though carrying a shoulder pole. His face was full of refreshing cheerfulness.
"To trade shots with Big Sis like this and intercept every single one of her attacks—you're quite something. Your Servant must be an extremely powerful Archer, huh?"
Rather than being interested in Fang Li, Rider's question was more an expression of interest in Fang Li's Servant.
If that were not the case, it was questionable whether Rider would even have shown himself.
After all...
"Don't worry. Unlike Big Sis, I didn't receive orders to snipe you people. I only came over out of personal interest. I never expected to see such a splendid sight that made me want to loudly thank the Gods in the heavens."
Rider smiled leisurely.
Gradually, that smile took on a hint of fighting spirit and high excitement.
"How about it? Why not summon your Servant here? You have Command Spells, don't you?"
Rider stared directly at Fang Li, making no effort to hide the fighting spirit in his heart as he spoke.
"Have your Servant come here and exchange a few moves with me. Then I'll let you pass. What do you say?"
Apparently, Rider truly did not care about Fang Li, the Master. What he cared about was Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who could trade shots with Archer.
He was an exceptionally pure warrior.
Fang Li immediately came to that conclusion.
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