The Battle Begins / Kayneth's Magecraft

"Certainly--"

Upon hearing the question, Medea immediately flashed a confident smile.

Wang Xiaoming then turned his gaze to Saber, smiled at her, and said:

"Saber, this is all we can do. The battle is your responsibility."

As Wang Xiaoming's voice faded, Saber, who had been puzzled, suddenly sensed something was wrong—was her power increasing?

Suddenly, Medea's voice reached her ears:

"In the name of Medea, Saber, I will strengthen you with all my might! King Arthur, let your enemies witness your legendary power!"

Chapter 98. The War Begins

"In the name of Medea, Saber, I will strengthen you with all my might! King Arthur, let your enemies witness your legendary power!"

As Medea's voice rang out, Saber could clearly feel herself growing stronger, not just in terms of power or any one aspect. Magical energy, seemingly emanating from nowhere, was constantly and comprehensively strengthening her.

A surge of magical power coursed through Saber's petite body, quickly reaching the "critical point" that Saber herself could achieve.

However, with the enhancement of Medea's Magecraft, the so-called "limit" could not stop Saber's magical power from surging. Nevertheless, some magical power still dissipated into the air during the "breakthrough" process.

The magical elements emanating from Saber's body enveloped her.

--The skirt armor and breastplate, originally constructed by Saber's own magical energy, and equipment that wasn't fully implemented due to the high cost of magical energy, are gradually revealing their...

--The true form of someone who fought alongside King Arthur and was tempered by the flames of war.

If Lancelot hadn't left the stage yet, he would surely have remarked that Saber's current appearance was increasingly resembling the demeanor of the vice-king in his memory.

As the magic subsided, Saber, who was adapting to her newfound power, opened her eyes and nodded in thanks to Medea.

"Thank you, Caster."

"The best way to express gratitude is to win this victory cleanly and decisively, Saber."

As if she had only done a trivial matter, Medea retreated to Wang Xiaoming's side after finishing her sentence.

Wang Xiaoming nodded in agreement with Medea's answer.

"I definitely won't let you down."

There were no pronouncements of certain victory, but Saber's resolute answer was more reassuring than anything else.

"Lancer, now I can use my full strength, right?"

Turning her gaze to her formidable rival across the way, Saber's words carried a hint of mockery.

"No, I have already made up my mind that no matter who the enemy is, I will do everything in my power to defeat him and bring victory to my lord."

Amid Saber's teasing, Lancer shook his head with a wry smile, but the Spear Heroic Spirit's expression was much more energetic than before.

"However, I'm not interested if the opponent isn't evenly matched!"

Faced with the enemy's provocation, the fighting spirit in Saber's eyes was the best answer!

"When you are defeated, I will make you swallow your boasts!"

As soon as the words were spoken, as if on cue, Saber and Lancer simultaneously took a step forward!

Several days later, the clang of swords and guns clashing echoed through the long night once again!

Because of the different circumstances this time, all the spectators consciously kept their distance from the battlefield.

"I never expected to meet you under these circumstances, Mr. Wang."

Kayneth looked at Wang Xiaoming across from him with a complicated expression.

Facing Kayneth, who "betrayed" the alliance—no, it can't be considered a betrayal, since Kayneth hasn't taken any action against our side yet.

"Look at what you're saying! I'm a Master, after all. How could I possibly be absent from this crucial battle that will determine the ownership of the Holy Grail?"

"Oh--"

Upon hearing Wang Xiaoming's answer, Kayneth sneered and then said:

"You dared to show your face and fight again because you used your dubious information as leverage and relied on Saber's protection, didn't you?"

"Hey, don't call me out on it."

Wang Xiaoming shrugged and said

"After all, I'm just an ordinary person. In the end, all I want is to survive this Holy Grail War."

Having spent some time together before, Kayneth knew Wang Xiaoming fairly well, so he didn't show any surprise at Wang Xiaoming's reply. Instead, he said:

"Since that's the case, Mr. Wang, then I'll give you a choice."

Perhaps curious about what Kayneth would say next, Wang Xiaoming gestured for him to continue.

"Give up your right to Master, and I can guarantee you will leave this Holy Grail War safely."

"Impossible!"

Without a second thought, Wang Xiaoming rejected Kayneth's offer.

"Why?"

Kayneth felt a sense of frustration after being rejected twice by different people for making the same request.

Will you give up on Sola?

Will you give up on Sola?

The simple rhetorical question came out without hesitation, and Wang Xiaoming's serious expression left Kayneth speechless.

The latter glanced at Medea with a strange look in her eyes, understanding the situation perfectly.

This guy...

Behind Wang Xiaoming, Medea appeared dazed, her eyes filled with the earnest look on Wang Xiaoming's face as he spoke. For a fleeting moment, a blush crept onto her cheeks, disappearing in an instant.

A sudden gust of wind,

Ripples spread across a pool of spring water...

"That's a real shame, Mr. Wang."

Although Kayneth was frustrated inside, he remained outwardly calm and composed.

"However, in this Holy Grail War, as one of the few opponents I don't dislike, I will try my best to spare your life."

This statement also signifies that the two sides have completely broken off relations.

"Isn't that a bit of an overstatement, Kayneth?"

Wang Xiaoming laughed, and at the same time, several magic bullets suddenly shot out from behind him and blasted towards Kayneth.

Boom--

The series of explosions naturally did not escape the notice of the two protagonists on another battlefield.

"My lord?"

This naturally attracted Lancer's attention as well.

But--

"Lancer, where is your attention?"

The wind, forcibly compressed into a solid state, roared violently as it hurtled towards Lancer. Caught off guard, Lancer could only barely extend his two pistols to defend himself.

Under the bombardment of wind pressure, Lancer's feet plowed two deep furrows into the ground.

"Hey, thanks Saber."

Despite being "ambushed," Lancer felt no anger whatsoever.

Because Lancer knew in his heart that if Saber hadn't reminded him, and he had taken that attack head-on, he probably would have...

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Saber vehemently denied Lancer's accusations, but a slight smile still played at the corners of her lips.

"If I seize another opportunity, then you will be met with my sword!"

"I swear in the name of Diarmuid, I will never let you have such an opportunity again in the battles to come!"

Lancer responded to Saber with a smile, showing none of the worry she had shown before, because the information transmitted through the Command Spell indicated that her Master was safe and sound.

As the smoke from the magic bullets gradually dissipated, Kayneth's situation was revealed: the spot where he was standing was now enveloped in a silver semicircle.

--Moon Volumen Hydrargyrum

Kayneth's most prized formal attire.

"If this is your last resort, then you might as well die!"

As Medea said this, another round of magic bullets was ready behind her.

Seeing the several magic bullets behind Medea, each with power comparable to a B-rank Magecraft spell, Kayneth showed no fear. Instead, his eyes gleamed with a... fighting spirit?

Yes, it's the will to fight!

"Magecraft from the Age of Gods... Let me, Kayneth El- El-Melloi Archibald, experience your Magecraft for once!"

The Lord from the Clock Tower boldly issued his own declaration of challenge!

sobs

Company sports meet during the day...

I don't know when I'll be back tonight...

If you skip it,

I'm sorry.

(Looking at my perfect attendance record slipping away... so sad QAQ)

Chapter 99. Kayneth's Magecraft

"Magecraft from the Age of Gods, let me experience your Magecraft this time!"

On the battlefield, Kayneth's audacious declaration of war caused a few seconds of silence.

"Mortal, do you know what your words just now meant?"

Medea stepped out from behind Wang Xiaoming, her gaze, hidden beneath her hood, piercing Kayneth across from her like a sharp blade.

"Speaking so arrogantly... is it because you've been standing at a high place for too long, making it hard to see your own position?"

"It is precisely because I have stood at a high position for so long that I have the clearest understanding of my own position..."

That's why I made this decision!

Kayneth's words were filled with boundless self-confidence, and his eyes shone with a strong desire to explore the unknown.

The Holy Grail?

Third Magic?

The materialization of the soul and the growth of humanity are nothing but delusional fantasies!

I never intended to engage in this kind of thing, which involves using other Magecraft' theories!

I, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, as the ninth head of the Archibald Family and the Lord of the Department of Mineralogy, must walk my own path of exploring the Root of the universe!

This truly reflects the magnanimity of the Twelve Lords of the Clock Tower!