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Chapter 1822 Its you again!

"These gangsters are so annoying...Have all humans in Shinjuku turned into gangsters? Why do they come one after another?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka, Lawrence, and Archer have defeated three waves of gangsters in succession. The wave of gangsters just now ran away in tears after issuing their own declaration of bastards, leaving Fujimaru Ritsuka speechless.

.

"Well, the city is like this now, and there is nothing we can do about it... So now, after three consecutive recruitment performances, Master of Chaldea, will you make a deal with me?"

Archer had a suspicious smile on his face and approached Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Da Vinci and Lawrence's eyes became sharp at the same time.

"trade?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a little wary and a little confused.

"To be honest, if I were summoned with a complete memory, I might understand more things, but there is one thing that I might be able to vaguely understand."

"Master of Chaldea, are you willing to believe me?"

"I mean, wholehearted trust."

Archer asked with a serious expression.

"I don't want to."

Fujimaru Ritsuka puffed out his cheeks and shook his head.

"Uncle, it's not that I don't want to believe you, but the suspicious smell on your body is almost overflowing."

"Oh!? It hurts so much...but for someone like me who doesn't know why I'm fighting in Shinjuku, it seems to be normal."

Archer looked a little disappointed.

"It turns out you know it yourself..."

Seeing this man's nervous look, Lawrence shook his head helplessly, but his sense of vigilance became even higher.

"Well...but I think there are some things you should understand."

After scratching his head in embarrassment, Archer's expression turned serious.

"In the final analysis, where is this singularity distorted? What is the so-called [speciality]... and so on."

"Before talking about this issue, I would like to explain something first."

Archer looked serious and adjusted his clothes to make himself look more gentle and serious.

"Trust is very important to me."

"When we make a transaction, what I put on the trading table is intelligence, and what you put on the trading table is trust."

"But I understand that trust is a process of gradual accumulation, so——"

Archer smiled.

"Give us some time for each other, okay?"

"Well, let's do that."

Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded and agreed with Archer's statement.

"However, Archer, your interests and mine are still the same, right?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said with a smile.

"So until then, it's better for us to act together."

Regardless of whether it is suspicious or not, Fujimaru Ritsuka will not be stingy about using the combat power that can come in handy, but the premise that trust needs to be accumulated does exist.

——

"etc!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka suddenly became alert.

"From the beginning, this street..."

"Is it too quiet?"

"...Excellent insight, but has it been completed to this extent? Whether it is intelligence or..."

"Archer, stop talking, Archer, Caster, prepare to fight!"

The enemy appeared unknowingly at the end of the three-party street.

That's a doll.

A doll that looks like a human, but is filled with a huge sense of disharmony.

Its name is——

"Colouraturas...these things are more numerous and faster than the rats in Shinjuku. Although they have no eyesight, their hearing is quite sharp, right?"

Archer told the information he knew.

"Sound...Miss Lawrence, gem dagger, to the ground in that direction!"

"Archer, shoot after the coloratura turns around!"

After Fujimaru Ritsuka learned the information about the coloratura singer, he made tactical arrangements almost instantly.

Lawrence stopped talking and just opened her hands. The gem dagger appeared in her palms spinning, and with Archer's somewhat surprised eyes, she threw it in the direction pointed by Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Ping!

Snapped!

The fragile gem hit the building and shattered instantly, making a crisp sound.

The coloratura singers who sensed the sound instantly rushed towards the direction where the sound came from.

"Archer...!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka reminded Archer in an extremely quiet voice.

"OK!"

Lifting the huge coffin board-like weapon, the bullets poured out, accurately hitting the vital parts of several coloratura singers in an instant.

"Beautiful! Excellent coordination, give me a high-five Caster!"

Archer looked a little excited and looked at Lawrence.

What Lawrence looked back at was a look as if he was looking at a fool.

"Ahem...Sorry, I got a little carried away."

Archer blushed, coughed twice, and took back his hand.

"When did these guys show up? There was no movement at all, and all the gangsters from before were gone."

Fujimaru Ritsuka frowned and thought about this problem.

"Well... Generally speaking, if you encounter something like this, it might be a precursor to encountering a difficult enemy... or something like that?"

Archer touched his chin.

"Senior! The enemy's reaction appears on the radar!"

Matthew's voice sounded quickly.

"There seem to be two cavalry... No, it's one cavalry, or wrong... In short, there are two big magic reactions, going in your direction, very fast, you hurry up now

——”

Fujimaru Ritsuka and Lawrence cast their eyes towards Archer together.

Archer shrugged.

"I think this is the inevitable result."

"Shut your crow mouth!"

The three of them quickly fled in the opposite direction to the enemy attack, but——

Just as Matthew said, the enemy was approaching too fast. Even with Lawrence's magic assistance, he was still overtaken.

But that's not the point.

The point is——

"Mr. Phantom of the Opera again!?"

"again?"

Archer blinked blankly.

"...According to Chaldea's records, this should be the fourth time we have met this servant. Although the ones we met before all appeared as Assassin, this time it is

Bersekrer.”

Lawrence also understood that this battle was inevitable. The magic formation was unfolded, and fine gems floated in the formation, providing benefits to the three people including himself.

"I don't think we can win... numerically speaking, the difference is too big."

Although Archer also started combat driving, he made some sarcastic remarks.

Lawrence raised his eyebrows and hit Archer on the head with a gem.

"Ah, it hurts!"

Archer let out a scream.

And in the distance——

The theater phantom of Berserker's job, and a coloratura singer who looked extremely strangely dressed and even appeared to be a Servant on the radar, flew towards Fujimaru Ritsuka and others at high speed.


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