At swords drawn

At night, Bai Mo was sitting at a table in a coffee shop, while a blond foreigner sat beside him. The two of them attracted the attention of many people, and some young women whispered among themselves.

"Hello sir, this is the cake the table next to you ordered."

A waiter brought over the cake, but neither Bai Mo nor Archer glanced at it.

"Archer, if you're so free, why don't you go and torment your Master?"

Bai Mo spoke to the person before him, who was naturally Gilgamesh, also known as Archer.

"That guy is incredibly boring, not even as good as his disciple. But I'm somewhat interested in you."

"What the hell are you talking about? Are you trying to get gay, you bastard?"

What are you thinking, you idiot?

"I really can't imagine what else we could do from our perspective besides fighting."

Bai Mo leaned back, while Gilgamesh picked up a fork, took a bite of cake, and continued, "Standing? But you're not Heroic Spirit, are you? I won't hand the Holy Grail over to you. I'm just curious, is it rare for someone like you to pursue such a foolish thing?"

Bai Mo said, "I have my own uses. You seem to know a lot about the Holy Grail?"

"The Holy Grail, it's been so long I've forgotten what it's for."

Just as Gilgamesh was about to speak again, a golden beam of light shot up from the distance, illuminating the entire night sky of Fuyuki.

"Isn't the Holy Grail War supposed to be conducted in secret?" Bai Mo thought to himself, no longer focusing his attention on Gilgamesh, but heading towards the pillar of light, where the Einzbern stronghold was located.

Upon seeing this, Gilgamesh also vanished in spirit form.

At Einzbern Castle, Artoria looked at the huge "crater" before her, then confidently turned and walked away, removing her armor. In her eyes, the eccentric Caster had vanished along with the sea monsters.

Soon, a hearty laugh came from the sky. Artoria looked up and saw a Servant golden armor looking down at her.

"Archer?"

Artoria donned her armor once more, raising her sword to face Gilgamesh, who responded with a mocking smile, saying, "What's wrong? Now you have the courage to step out from behind?"

As she spoke, the Gate of Babylon behind her opened wide, unleashing countless Noble Phantasm. Artoria fearlessly raised her sword to meet them, and in an instant, countless Noble Phantasm shot towards Artoria. Although she had just unleashed her Noble Phantasm, she was still able to resist them to some extent, but under the barrage of attacks, she could only passively take the hits.

The next moment, a heavy blade fell from the sky, severing several Noble Phantasm in two, and landed in front of Artoria. Gilgamesh's eyes narrowed, his gaze drawn to the blade.

Then Bai Mo stood on the sword blank, looked at the Noble Phantasm scattered on the ground, and sighed, "You're such a waste, just throwing your weapons over like that? Your weapons are crying."

Gilgamesh merely snorted in response. Bai Mo glanced at Artoria behind him and said, "Alright, you were the one who caused that mess, weren't you? Thanks to you, everyone's probably heading this way now. For Illya's sake, take Irisviel away. I'll play with him."

Seeing his opponent change, Gilgamesh was also pondering. Having seen countless treasures, his eye for them was naturally exceptional. However, when he saw this blade blank, he couldn't help but feel a chill. A strangely shaped key was already in his hand.

Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, another clap of thunder sounded in the sky.

"Does this guy always have to show up at times like this? I guess we just don't get along."

Bai Mo was speechless. Seeing this, Gilgamesh also stopped attacking, and Rider's oxcart came from the sky again.

"What's wrong, Saber? This guy is someone I've got my eye on. If we're going to have a duel, could we wait until I've finished negotiating with him?"

Rider addressed Bai Mo, Gilgamesh turned his attention to him, saying, "You've got some nerve, you bastard. Do you really think you're worthy to negotiate with me?"

"Indeed, negotiations won't work if one side's strength is unequal. Saber, let's wait a bit."

Bai Mo sheathed his sword and said to Iskandar, "How many times have I told you, I'm not Saber. Why don't you take a look at that person over there first?"

"Hmm?" Iskandar shifted his gaze to Artoria, scrutinizing Artoria like an old man buying vegetables at a market.

Meanwhile, Artoria's gaze turned hostile, and she raised her sword, asking, "Take your look away, Rider, or do you want to see if I'm worthy of being called Saber?"

The situation became tense once again.