"Tap!"
The instant the crisp footsteps landed, Minamoto no Yorimitsu had already flashed in front of Gord.
All Minamoto no Yorimitsu needed to do next was swing down the blade in her hand, and Gord would die on the spot.
A mere Magus had no means of resisting a Servant.
What was more, Minamoto no Yorimitsu stood among the very strongest of Servants. Even Achilles had failed to gain the upper hand against her, while Karna regarded her as a formidable enemy in this Holy Grail War.
Faced with such a top-tier Servant, a Magus was simply far too weak.
Thus, once that katana, swift as lightning, came down, Gord might not even understand that he had been killed before plunging into eternal darkness.
Yet Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not bring down her blade.
"Oh...?"
As though surprised, Minamoto no Yorimitsu abruptly took a step back.
"Whoosh—!"
Almost at the same instant, an arrow tore through the air and shot past Minamoto no Yorimitsu like a bullet.
The one who had fired it was Archer.
The plainsman standing behind Fiore had raised an unremarkable wooden bow and aimed it in their direction, a tranquil gleam in his eyes.
"Please stop."
Archer did not look at Minamoto no Yorimitsu. Instead, as though he had realized that Fang Li was the one truly making the decisions, he fixed his gaze on Fang Li and spoke in a deep voice.
"The Holy Grail War has only just begun. For Masters and Servants of the same faction to come into conflict would be far too unwise."
His intelligent tone was as persuasive as the instruction of a teacher wielding a whip.
At this point, Saber, whose true name was Siegfried, had already flashed before his Master. He raised his silver greatsword, silently shielding Gord,