Who Are You Calling a Mongrel? / It's True

Kariya quickly sensed his own state, as if he had simultaneously connected with multiple Servant.

"When are you planning to engage in battle? Or are you planning a sneak attack?"

"No, ambushes are something Assassin do," Kurotama said casually, munching on potato chips. "I'm just watching the show; I won't make a move unless necessary."

"..."

Unbeknownst to him, Kurotama was actually searching for Alexander the Great — Iskandar.

Normally, on this night, the Rider would arrive on an oxcart, carrying Waver, and make a grand entrance.

However, she has not yet found the other party.

In the second round of the battle between Artoria and the spearmen, the spearmen still came out on top.

The injured Artoria was shocked to discover that her injured arm could not be treated.

"So, this is the effect of my Noble Phantasm — the Crimson Rose of Eternal Punishment. The Crimson Rose can block magic, and the Gáe Buidhe can make injuries irreparable."

"A curse, huh? I see." Artoria knew she was in trouble.

Because the injury was in the wrong place, she lost the ability to use Excalibur.

However, this familiar scene had a different meaning to Kurotama.

"It's so similar to the Original Work! It's like I have Clairvoyance!"

Those with Clairvoyance at A-Class or above are said to be able to see some aspects of the future, such as Solomon's Clairvoyance EX, which is extremely powerful.

Of course, it is said that Merlin's Clairvoyance can see through everything in the same era. For Kurotama, this ability is only at the level of imagination, and she really cannot understand what it feels like.

"Wait a minute, the world of Fate should also have Clairvoyance, right? So, if Merlin is currently inside Avalon, could he also see the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki?"

As if she had discovered some secret, Kurotama suddenly raised her head and revealed a sly smile.

"Hey, Lord Merlin, I see you. So you've been spying on the battle here?"

"..."

Maybe Merlin really can see it.

That would be interesting.

I wonder what that guy will think.

However, no matter how powerful the ability to Clairvoyance is, it cannot be omniscient, and it is unlikely that it can even decipher its own thoughts.

If he could see everything, he would probably guess that he wasn't a native of this world. The Throne of Throne of Heroes doesn't have Su Lin and a whole bunch of beautiful female clones there.

"Hmm, now that you mention it, what conditions are needed to summon a Servant? Could I give it a try?"

He thought about it carefully and suddenly realized that the key to the problem lay in the Command Seal.

Only by gaining the approval of the Holy Grail and obtaining the Command Seal can one proceed to the next level of summoning.

In other words, Command Seal are the foundation for becoming Master.

"Forget it, it's too much trouble."

As the battle between the two Servant progressed to this point, Artoria managed to regain some face and slightly force the Lancer to retreat.

The battle was indeed a bit drawn out, lasting a long time with lots of fighting, which led Kayneth, eager for victory, to give the spearmen a good scolding.

"What a terrible personality!"

Kurotama was relieved that her Master wasn't someone like Ken.

After the two Servant exchanged several blows, Diarmuid suddenly laughed, "No good, Saber. When I fought Berserker yesterday, the techniques I used were even more powerful, but your performance was far inferior to hers. That's a real shame, Your Excellency... the King of Knights."

Artoria's pupils contracted. "You figured it out?"

"Of course, I know all about your weapons. Surely, among those on the Throne of Heroes, there is no one who does not know your name, Your Excellency the King of Knights of Britain?"

"Snort."

"Well then, let me introduce myself."

"No need," Artoria interrupted. "I already know your identity. To be able to wield those two holy spears, you must be the renowned chief of the Fianna — Diarmuid Duibhne, the Radiant Visage One."

While answering, she was also paying attention to what Diarmuid had said earlier.

This guy used an even more powerful move against Berserker and was still at a disadvantage?

Could that guy really be that strong?

"Hahaha..."

Just then, a burst of wild laughter, accompanied by lightning, approached from afar.

Looking up, they saw a tall, imposing man riding a chariot approaching from the sky. But the chariot was pulled not by horses, but by two strong black bulls.

"The Rider."

Kurotama murmured to himself.

Chapter 291 Who is being called a mongrel cultivator?

"Hahaha..."

Blinding lightning flashed in the night sky as the massive oxcart landed heavily between the two men.

The Rider on the carriage spread his arms wide and laughed wildly, "Put away your weapons, this is in front of the king."

His gaze swept over the bewildered faces of Artoria and Diarmuid, and the Rider appeared quite satisfied. After an eerie silence, he continued his self-introduction, "My name is Iskandar, King of Conquerors, and I have obtained the Rider class in this Holy Grail War."

Master Waver, sitting on the oxcart, was dumbfounded.

Even Artoria and Diarmuid were initially bewildered, were now completely stunned.

So, upon appearing on stage, he openly and honestly revealed his real name?

Isn't this just revealing one's identity and weaknesses directly to everyone?

"What... what are you thinking?!" Waver cried out in disbelief, only to have his head pinned down by Iskandar's palm.

His gaze remained fixed on the two fallen Heroic Spirit present.

"Although fate has brought us together to contend for the Holy Grail, I have a question for you. Do you intend to join my ranks and hand over the Holy Grail to me? If so, I will treat you as friends and share the joy of conquering the world with you."

As expected, the two Servant rejected the suggestion.

"I regret to inform you that I will not accept this. In this life, I will only accept the sole master with whom I have signed a new contract," Diarmuid expressed his loyalty.

Artoria was very displeased. "Rider, did you interrupt my duel with Lancer just to say these jokes? This is an unforgivable insult as a knight, and... I am also the King of Britain. No matter how great your kingship is, I will never bow down to you."

"The King of Britain? So it's you. I never imagined that the renowned King of Knights would be such a young girl?"

"No need for further words, do you want to try being Upper Rank One by the little girl you're talking about?"

Artoria raised her invisible sword, ready for battle.

"Oh dear, what a disappointment. It seems the negotiations have broken down."

The Rider's simple-minded expression made the atmosphere incredibly awkward.

"Rider!!!" Waver was going crazy.

I never expected something like this to happen on this trip. I've actually run into such a ridiculous Servant.

Just then, a mocking voice rang out from the scene.

"Oh, it's you! I was wondering what had gotten into you that you stole my relic. Turns out you wanted to join the Holy Grail War yourself. Waver Velvet, my friend!"

As Waver's expression grew increasingly terrified, a blond-haired Kayneth gradually came into everyone's view.

Of course... the distance is still very far.

Seeing his Master so frightened, the Rider prepared to reprimand him.

But at that moment, Artoria seemed to have noticed something and suddenly turned her gaze to the shadows beside her.

"Who's there? Come out! Stop hiding!"

With that shout, everyone's attention was drawn to a spot a hundred meters away.

"Emmm... what a pity."

While eating and listening to the sounds from the scene, Kurotama could only sigh and turn to walk out of the darkness.

Of course, Shikoku Danki also went out with them.

"Berserker!" the spearman blurted out immediately.

"Is this Berserker? Oh no... you two?" Irisviel looked at the two incredulously, but Artoria was not surprised. "Being able to split into different individuals, it seems that fighting Berserker was a case of fighting outnumbered. I understand why you lost, Lancer."

"No." Diarmuid immediately shook his head in denial. "When she fought me yesterday, she was only using one body, not one against two."

"I see. So you're actually sacrificing a portion of your power for a fair fight? I acknowledge you, Berserker."

"???" Kurotama was a little confused.

"Kid, take a good look and see how strong that guy is as Servant." The Rider immediately gave instructions to Waver.

As Master, one can often see the Servant.

After seeing Kurotama and Kihara... especially Kihara's condition, Waver seemed somewhat surprised.

"It's just average, it doesn't seem particularly impressive, not as good as Lancer."

"Not as good as Lancer?" The Rider stroked his chin, lost in thought.

"It can't be that simple." Lancer was the first to disagree. "When I fought this girl, I felt unprecedented pressure. Rather, her strength is definitely not as simple as it seems on the surface."

Everyone stared at Kurotama and Kihara. The seemingly simple-minded and foolish Rider actually noticed that everyone present was quite wary of Berserker's gaze.

Just then, Kurotama, who had been silent, suddenly let out a soft, bell-like laugh, "One generation of spearmen becomes one god, and every generation of spearmen follows the wrong person."

"What did you say? Is this an insult to my master?" Diarmuid's brows furrowed immediately, his tone laced with anger.

"No, it's true. I see your future, Diarmuid. You've chosen the wrong Master."

Kurotama's words made Ken's forehead veins bulge.

Just as he was about to say something, a burst of golden light suddenly gathered at the top of a street lamp.

"As expected, the thoughts of bastards are boring and laughable."

As the light coalesced, a domineering and disdainful voice resounded throughout the entire venue.

"Here it comes, the Lamp Post King."

Kurotama muttered something, looked up, and saw that Golden Flash was standing on the lamppost.

What a familiar and amusing scene! A signature image: the light from just one person, Golden Flash, can illuminate the entire road.

However, whether they had been overheard or not, the other person's gaze immediately focused on Kurotama: "What did you say?"

"Mongrel!" Kurotama said calmly before the other party could utter a certain word.

"..."

"Try saying that again!" the great Gilgamesh roared in Golden Flash.

How could I be called a monastic by an unknown little girl?

"That's right, who gave you permission to stand so high up and look down on This King, you bastard!" Kurotama coldly raised his head and said in an extremely indifferent voice.

Golden Flash: "..."

Artoria: "..."

Diarmuid: "..."

For some reason, the atmosphere at the scene became strangely eerie.

Golden Flash felt an inexplicable sense of unease, because these words... were supposed to be his lines.

Golden light appeared behind them, and two Noble Phantasm emerged from it.

Chapter 292 is true.

"Miscellaneous... cultivator!"

The Golden Flash flame stuck in his throat, and he couldn't think of any new words for a while. After holding it in for a long time, he could only curse back with the same sentence. Then, without saying another word, he launched his Noble Phantasm.