Revenge (Two-in-One)
"Come on, let's fight!!!"
Wu Biao shouted this excitedly on the crowded street, instantly silencing the area around him. Everyone stopped and turned to look at Wu Biao, whose face was brimming with fighting spirit.
However, when the passersby realized that Wu Biao's opponents were two "delicate" young girls—and super beauties at that—their gazes conveyed one clear meaning.
They looked at him as if he were trash...
Irisviel's expression changed, while Artoria Pendragon beside her could not help frowning.
Sure enough!
Anyone summoned under the Berserker class was a complete lunatic.
Starting a battle in a place like this?
What kind of joke was that!!!
"Berserker, don't you know the most basic rules of war?" Even though she lowered her voice, Artoria Pendragon did not say the words "Holy Grail" in front of so many people.
But clearly...
"I don't."
Wu Biao tilted his head with a baffled expression. "Why would fighting need rules? No kicking the groin, no groping breasts? Or no hitting the face?"
"..." Irisviel and Artoria Pendragon both fell silent.
No kicking the groin, no groping breasts?
Did this bastard think the Holy Grail War was some street thug brawl?
And no groping breasts?
Artoria Pendragon felt... that she had one more reason not to fight this lunatic. Groping someone's chest during battle—such shameless behavior was utterly vile.
Naturally, Wu Biao had no idea that, in the Knight King's mind, he had already been equated with a pervert. Otherwise, Brother Biao would certainly have offered a powerful rebuttal: he only used fists as big as sandbags to pound chests...
"Servants cannot fight in front of ordinary people," Irisviel explained from the side. She felt that if she did not say something, this lunatic was very likely to charge at them directly.
"Then that's easy.