"Trash, who allowed you to touch my Noble Phantasm with your filthy hands!
Showing off your martial skill in my presence? In that case, I would like to see how long your clownish tricks can last!"
Unlike Saber, who had merely knocked down his Noble Phantasms, Lancelot's actions had thoroughly enraged the proud King of Heroes.
Golden Flash, who was utterly self-centered and fiercely possessive, would never tolerate someone else using his Noble Phantasms right before his eyes. How was that any different from being cuckolded in front of him?
Looking at the Noble Phantasm clutched in Lancelot's hand, which had already turned completely black, Golden Flash immediately wore an expression of utter disgust.
The Noble Phantasms he had projected earlier had only been E-rank and D-rank anyway. Since someone else had touched them, Golden Flash, who had money to burn, no longer wanted them and intended to make them self-destruct.
Yet Golden Flash soon discovered in bewilderment that the Noble Phantasms seized by Lancelot had now completely taken on Lancelot's form. As their original owner, Golden Flash could not even make them self-destruct anymore!
"Garbage vermin, I will make you understand at once that not everything is something trash like you can lay your hands on!"
Standing atop the Ferris wheel and looking down below, Golden Flash's face was filled with fury.
With a snap of his fingers, weapons radiating the aura of Noble Phantasms emerged one after another from the golden ripples behind him.
"Honorable King of Heroes, your humble retainer believes that, compared to Berserker, we should deal with that Servant who resembles Saber first.
After all, compared to the flawed Berserker, Saber is known as the strongest of the seven classes."
The madness radiating from Lancelot, who wore For Someone's Glory, coupled with how Sakura had