Lancer and His Master

[As long as I can hold out until Lancer defeats Saber...]

Although Kayneth's idea was good, things obviously didn't go as he hoped.

"Putting on airs and stalling for time."

Medea was already used to intrigues and schemes, curled her lips slightly and saw through what Kayneth was hiding beneath his "fighting spirit" at a glance.

However, she didn't have the patience to give her opponent a chance to catch their breath, especially since Saber's situation was already critical. If they waited until Lancer killed Saber...

We must get rid of Kayneth as soon as possible!

Clearly, Medea wasn't the only one who shared the same thoughts.

Bang--

The person lurking in the distance was like a venomous snake, keenly seizing the moment when its prey revealed a weakness, and suddenly pulled the trigger.

Firearms derived from modern technology, despised by Magecraft who uphold the so-called "dignity of the magic path."

--The Huaser WA2000 semi-automatic sniper rifle roared to life!

About 800 meters from the battlefield, on the roof of a six-story apartment building in a public housing complex across the street.

This is the location that Emiya Kiritsugu rediscovered after his failed assassination attempt on Kayneth.

Unlike those cluttered high-rise buildings, the rooftops of apartment buildings have a unique design because user access isn't a concern. While entry is somewhat difficult, once inside, there's minimal interference. Hiding behind a water tower makes it virtually undetectable from below, making it an excellent spot for sniping and ambushes.

The sniper rifle's sights, supported by a tripod, were aimed at Kayneth on the battlefield.

The listening device that had been casually placed in Wang Xiaoming's pocket unexpectedly allowed Emiya Kiritsugu accurately monitor every move on the battlefield.

Ever since Medea's terrifying magic Magecraft, Emiya Kiritsugu's gaze has been locked on the sniper rifle's scope. He cannot afford to relax for a moment until he sees his opponent's corpse.

This was the answer he arrived at after paying a heavy price.

However, things turned out exactly as he had expected. When Kayneth staggered into the sniper's crosshair, Emiya Kiritsugu a deep breath and rationally warned himself.

--It's not the right time yet.

There are still too many unpredictable factors surrounding Kayneth, and the effort and reward of acting rashly are disproportionate.

Patiently waiting, like a nimble venomous snake concealing its deadly venom, patiently awaiting the moment its prey reveals a fatal weakness.

Therefore, when Emiya Kiritsugu saw through Kayneth's hidden fatal flaw, the latter pulled the trigger without hesitation!

"Bang!"

A dazzling flash erupted from the muzzle. The.300 Winchester round fired from the WA2000 sniper rifle, carrying immense kinetic energy, severed Kayneth's right arm, which was covered in Command Spell, directly from the shoulder!

The blood seeping from the wound instantly stained Kayneth's clothes red.

"Ah--"

Kayneth's agonizing screams reached another battlefield, where Lancer, who was fighting Saber, heard them.

The instant the gunshot rang out, Medea instinctively erected protective measures for herself and Wang Xiaoming, but the bullets were clearly not aimed at them.

The two then saw Kayneth's right arm, having lost its connection to his body, spin and land on the other side of the battlefield.

"Emiya Kiritsugu!!!"

However, Kayneth's hateful wails obviously had no effect on Emiya Kiritsugu. In response to Kayneth, another gunshot pierced the silent night sky.

"Automatoportum defensio (Automatic Defense)"

Enveloping Kayneth in the Volumen Hydrargyrum rendered Emiya Kiritsugu's bullet ineffective.

It was this gunshot that startled Wang Xiaoming, who had been lost in thought for a long time. He looked up and saw the urchin-shaped mercury-colored dress, then turned to Medea and asked:

Is there a way to solve this?

Medea nodded, then her gaze suddenly shifted to another direction. Following Medea's gaze, Wang Xiaoming saw a severed arm, pale from lack of blood supply, lying on the other side of the battlefield.

This is a deadly weapon...

Although most of them have been used up, the remaining Command Spell are enough for our side to use until the end of the Holy Grail War.

"I'll go get that thing. You help Emiya take care of Kayneth."

Wang Xiaoming gave Medea these instructions.

Seeing Medea nod, Wang Xiaoming turned to retrieve the severed hand, but then added:

"If possible, all we need to do is strip him of his Master status..."

As Medea watched Wang Xiaoming's retreating figure, she was about to turn around when a sudden tightness gripped her heart!

She discovered that the barrier she had set up had been broken...

Turning to look in the direction where the barrier had been broken, Wang Xiaoming's figure came into view!

"Careful!"

However, when he was still a few steps away from her arm, Wang Xiaoming suddenly heard Medea's urgent shouts from behind.

At the same time, another sound suddenly came to his ear.

--The sound of air violently rubbing together!

The next second, Wang Xiaoming's pupils suddenly contracted.

Suddenly, the severed arm in front of him was tightly bound by a chain!

(Gilgamesh: You kill, I loot.)

Chapter 106. Lancer, Lord

The instant the chains bound Kayneth's severed arm, Wang Xiaoming had no thoughts left in his mind. His body was as if it had been locked in place by a "great terror," unable to move, and at the same time, a fine layer of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

However, the instant the chains coiled around the severed arm and retracted, the oppressive aura that had been locking onto Wang Xiaoming also receded. While Wang Xiaoming breathed a sigh of relief, his curiosity compelled him to look up again:

What catches the eye is the dazzling golden light in the distance; in this Holy Grail War, only that golden Servant could use such a luxurious hue as a backdrop.

--Gilgamesh

However, he was not wearing golden armor as usual. Wang Xiaoming, with his keen eyesight, noticed a terrible wound on Gilgamesh's bare upper body, running diagonally from his right collarbone to his left waist and abdomen.

It seems that Lancelot's sword strike earlier did have some effect on him.

"Although it looks a bit ugly, it would be a good choice as a trophy."

The golden Servant glanced at Kayneth's severed arm in his hand, a hint of disdain in his eyes, but he still opened his treasure vault, preparing to put the severed arm into the golden ripples.

My hand...

The sound that reached his ears made Gilgamesh stop what he was doing and turn his gaze toward the source of the sound.

Suddenly, the spherical "Volumen Hydrargyrum" opened up, revealing the face of the object it was protecting.

"Heh, it's just a few Command Spell. What? You want them?"

As the golden-haired Servant held the severed arm in his hand and gestured to Kayneth, a mocking look flashed in his eyes.

Kayneth, pale and trembling despite emergency treatment, was probably due to excessive blood loss. However, his eyes were filled with longing and pleading as he looked at the severed arm in Gilgamesh's hand.

Upon seeing Kayneth's expression, Gilgamesh's lips curled into a wicked smile:

"Unfortunately, I have no reason to bestow such a reward upon a scoundrel like you."

As the words fell, the severed arm sank into the "Gate of Babylon".

What Gilgamesh saw as nothing more than a cruel joke was, to Kayneth, an insult to his dignity and even his very being!

"You bastard!"

Enraged, Kayneth unleashed a torrent of angry curses.

As soon as Kayneth's curses subsided, Wang Xiaoming, who had been watching the fight from the sidelines, had a bad feeling and immediately turned and ran! Given their current positions, he was standing between Goldie and Kayneth; if Goldie got angry, he would be the first to get caught in the crossfire!

As Wang Xiaoming had predicted, things unfolded exactly as he had. He had only taken a few steps after turning around when a terrifying pressure swept over him from behind!

His crimson eyes blazed with an unquenchable fury, and a dense array of Noble Phantasm emerged one by one from the golden ripples behind him.

A cold, emotionless tone pronounced the king's verdict:

"Ha... scum!"

Rainstorm--

A torrential rain of Noble Phantasm poured down towards Kayneth!

As Kayneth watched the overwhelming rain of Noble Phantasm rain down upon him, a look of utter despair filled his eyes.

His prized Mercury Mystic Code wouldn't last even a second against the onslaught of these Noble Phantasm. Medea, who was on the same battlefield as him, had already taken Wang Xiaoming away from the battlefield, preparing to observe the situation from the sidelines. However, one thing was beyond doubt.

--Kayneth, who violated Gilgamesh's taboo, is doomed!

To avoid witnessing his own gruesome death, Kayneth closed his eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Kayneth, whose vision had been plunged into complete darkness, felt no pain. Instead, a clanging, irritating metallic sound kept echoing in his ears.

What happened? I'm still alive?

With this question in mind, Kayneth reopened his eyes, only to be met with a not-so-robust figure from behind.

"Lancer...?"

With a trembling voice, Kayneth recognized the person standing in the back.

No one knows how Lance appeared before Kayneth, but everyone saw him protect his lord at all costs.

Faced with a terrifying barrage of Noble Phantasm, Lancer's skills from his lifetime were on full display. The combination of his spear and sword created an impenetrable barrier in front of him. Like the heroes described in all epic tales, he single-handedly withstood all the attacks!

However, faced with an endless Noble Phantasm, Lancer's weapon wasn't a divine artifact possessing the characteristic of being "indestructible." Amidst countless bursts of sparks, the spear in his left hand was the first to shatter...

Although another yellow spear materialized in Lancer's hand the next second, the "Unbreakable Barrier" had already shown a slight flaw. Moreover, how could the Yellow Rose, a short spear, exert its maximum effectiveness in such a defensive posture?

A spear quickly broke through Lancer's defenses and shot towards Kayneth behind him, however—

No one expected Lancer's next move.

His right-hand longsword abandoned defense, directly deflecting the Noble Phantasm; the price was—

Kayneth looked at the several Noble Phantasm piercing through Lancer's body, and his body involuntarily trembled.

The wounds were clearly affecting Lancer's mobility. As time passed, more and more Noble Phantasm were embedded in Lancer's body, and his dark green leather armor was already stained with blood, making it impossible to recognize its original color.

His once steady hands began to tremble, and the yellow short spear, like the other long spear, quickly shattered. The two remaining beloved swords were also covered in cracks.

Even so, Lancer did not allow any of his Noble Phantasm to pass through his back and harm Kayneth behind him.

"What a disgusting spectacle."

Seeing the swaying Lancer and the unharmed Kayneth behind him, Gilgamesh frowned impatiently.

The treasure vault behind them opened again, as if it wanted to finish off the two of them in one go, and the golden ripples behind them shone even brighter!

However, the murderous intent emanating from another direction forced the golden Servant to halt the attack and turn away from his current location.

"Ex-calibur!"

Like countless golden flashes emanating from a comet, it made the night as bright as day.

When the light faded, a shocking trench ran across the entire battlefield, and even the distant trees were blown away in an instant.

The one who unleashed this attack was now standing at the starting point of the ravine, leaning on his golden Holy Sword, his gaze fixed intently on Gilgamesh:

"Your opponent now is me, Archer!"

Leaving aside the potential sparks between Saber and Archer, let's focus on Lancer's side...

Dozens of Noble Phantasm pierced through his body, a force even the mighty Heroic Spirit could not withstand. His bones seemed to have been crushed, and his Spirit Core was likely also affected.

Nevertheless, Lancer, who was kneeling on the ground, struggled to his feet, using his last bit of strength to support his swaying body, just as he would support the pride of a knight.

Clearly, they were no longer fit to fight. The loyal knight approached Kayneth, knelt on one knee, and said in a calm voice: