You Were Not Killed by Me for the First Time

The words "hold down his hands and feet" reminded Lancelot of certain unpleasant memories. Every time he thought about them, he felt that his past self had been a complete idiot.

But not this time, because King Arthur was not in this Holy Grail War!

"Strength C! Endurance E! Agility B! Mana B! Luck D! Noble Phantasm A+... In terms of basic parameters, you can crush her!" Though Duke stared fixedly at those two long, pale legs, looking as if he wanted to press his face against them for a rub, that was not actually the case. He was using his authority as a Master to observe Rider's attributes.

Sure enough, the moment Duke recited that string of stats, Rider's sword-wielding body immediately tensed. With Shinji Matou as her Master, most of her parameters had dropped, making her miss Matou Sakura terribly.

The two simply were not on the same level talent-wise. No, Shinji Matou had no talent at all!

But then Rider heard something that shocked her beyond measure, something even more terrifying than having all her parameters exposed.

"Xiaolan, the enemy's class is Rider. Her true name is Medusa, one of the Gorgon sisters from Greek Mythology. Watch out for her Noble Phantasm, Bellerophon. It's an anti-army Noble Phantasm with a wide attack range, and when activated, it raises all her parameters by one rank..."

Before Duke had finished speaking, Rider hurled her chained short sword with all her strength. Having her trump card exposed was like being stripped bare and displayed naked before her enemy. Her killing intent toward Duke surged.

A sudden whistling sound tore through the air. A cold flash appeared before Duke in an instant, far faster than the probing attack from before, too fast for the naked eye to follow.

Clatter!

An arm