Kotomine Kirei was sitting on a chair in his room, drinking a glass of sake by himself.
He felt it.
The last Servant in this Holy Grail War... has been summoned.
In other words... this time the Holy Grail War will officially begin.
...
"You...what are you...?"
Emiya Shirou covered his bleeding shoulder, sat in the shadows, and looked at the... knight standing under the moonlight?
The man looked to be about thirty years old. He was wearing a thick silver-white armor that reflected the moonlight, even to the point of being dazzling. He had long gray hair tied neatly behind his head, and his face was tough and solemn.
In hand is a knight's broadsword.
It is simply the most standard image of a knight.
but......
Why?
Why does it appear at this time?
And...why do I feel a little familiar with this person?
It's like...the other person has known me since a long time ago?
A breeze blew behind the knight, causing Shirou's eyes to shrink for a moment.
"Servant, Saber, came in response to the summons, so... please give me instructions."
The knight bowed slightly and extended a hand to Shirou.
Shirou's body trembled, and then...
He still stretched out his hand and grabbed the knight's hand.
The knight smiled imperceptibly, and then pulled Shirou up from the ground with a strong force.
"Then the contract is made."
"From now on, my sword will be with you."
The knight let go of his hand.
then--
Ping——!!!
Turning around in an instant, the sword flew out and collided with the red spear.
"A red spear?"
The knight squinted his eyes. He didn't seem to be struggling too hard. Instead, he was trying to determine the opponent's identity based on his characteristics.
"... Such great strength, who are you?"
Lancer gritted his teeth.
The other party didn't use all his strength...but he already had some...
And, the sword, so it’s Saber?
The white knight didn't answer, but just clenched the sword in his hands with both hands and exerted force - forcing Lancer back into the courtyard, and chased him out.
Shirou stood up and held on to the door frame, staring at the scene in front of him in shock.
What on earth is this...?
What does a contract mean?
Emiya Shirou's doubts will not suspend the battle in front of him, and... Shirou Emiya is not the only spectator of this battle.
Suddenly, a head poked out from the wall of Wei Gong's house.
"I see...Saber and Lancer...that Saber looks a bit familiar."
Kazuko simply climbed up the wall and sat on the wall, peeling oranges and eating them while shaking her legs.
So why is that kid Shirou also the master of this Holy Grail War...?
and......
Why was this guy summoned again?
Her eyes stayed on that Saber.
She knows this person.
The last, the actual winner of the Fourth Holy Grail War, but the Servant who did not receive the winner's reward because the Small Holy Grail was contaminated, the Saber contracted by Emiya Kiritsugu——
The white knight of Britain, Anno.
If it is this guy, there is no doubt that he is a formidable enemy...
But...uncle is the strongest.
Uh...the second strongest, Xiang Yu is the strongest.
But if you think about it carefully, if Shirou is the master, the possibility of summoning Anno will indeed be infinite.
after all......
If she remembered correctly, this child still had the "relics" left by Annuo in the last Holy Grail War in his body.
...
Ping——
boom!!!
Annuo slashed, but Lancer dodged it. Lancer spun around and swept his spear across, but——
Annuo turned his sword sideways to block his gun, and then—even grabbed the handle of his gun.
Lancer tried to pull his spear back - but he couldn't!
On the contrary -
"You guy-what!?"
Lancer suddenly felt his feet flying into the air.
Annuo just grabbed his gun... and lifted him up?
"you--"
Lancer knows that he must not let go of his weapon at this time, but——
Bang!
Bang!
boom!!!
Annuo grabbed Lancer's red spear, swung it up and down twice, and then threw Lancer, including the gun, out.
Thanks to Lancer's skill in martial arts, he managed to regain his balance after staggering, and panted heavily as he looked at Saber in white armor.
"Lancer, leave if you can't defeat him! There is a Master behind him, so you won't be able to use your strength at all!"
Bazett's voice rang in Lancer's ears.
The distance between the master and the strength of the servant is directly proportional.
Except for Servants like Archer who have a job description that can act alone, other Servants are undoubtedly bound by this rule. The closer the distance between the Servant and the Master, the more sufficient magic power the Servant receives.
It also enables them to exert their own strength better; on the contrary, the farther the distance between the two, the weaker the strength that the servant can exert, and the endurance will become even worse.
Lancer is now very far away from Master Bazett. He had a brief conflict with Archer before, and his magic power was already consumed. Now he bumps into this guy again...
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"What, are you planning to escape?"
Annuo seemed to notice the other party's wavering and narrowed his eyes.
"... Under such circumstances, it would be foolish not to retreat, right?"
"So, goodbye."
"Let's continue fighting next time."
call--
Without any hesitation, Lancer instantly transformed into a spirit child and disappeared from where he was.
Annuo looked at the direction where Lancer's magic power disappeared and raised his sword.
...Forget it, don't chase after poor criminals.
As he said, let's fight again next time.
After letting go of his hand, the sword turned into a spirit and disappeared. Annuo looked at his master.
Emiya Shirou...?
"Well, although it may be a little offensive, what exactly are you...?"
Seeing the disappearing sword, Shirou subconsciously took a step back, looking a little nervous.
"As mentioned before, Servant, Saber."
"Long time no see, Shirou Emiya."
Annuo showed a somewhat stiff smile again.
"You must have a lot of doubts now. I will clear them up for you later, but right now, it seems that your becoming a Master is a bit unconventional."
"Master, Servant..."
Are you doing some cosplay...but...
Looking at the yard that had turned into a mess, Emiya Shirou swallowed.
Everything that just happened didn't seem fake, and the feeling of dying that I felt before...
"ah."
Glancing out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw the back of his hand.
On the back of my right hand, I don't know when three more red marks appeared, and the three marks together formed a pattern.