“...killing without a care in the world.”

A red light appeared on the back of Shirou Emiya's hand.

The magic circle left over from the storage room also lit up at this moment.

Emiya Shirou roared.

"I'm going to kill you, you bastard—"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure blocked Shirou Emiya's path.

He blocked Lancer's fatal blow for Shirou Emiya.

The sudden accident left Shirou Emiya completely bewildered.

Lancer was astonished that Sader had so easily blocked his shot.

"It's the seventh servant!"

Sader casually knocked Lancer back with a single sword strike.

Then he turned to look at Shirou Emiya and said.

"Tell me, are you my master?"

The image freezes at this moment.

Shirou Emiya's first meeting with Saber.

"ma...ster?"

Looking at the petite blonde foreign face in front of him, Shirou Emiya was at a loss for what to do.

Seeing that Shirou Emiya didn't react, Saber continued.

“Servant Saber has come in response to the summons, Master, please give your instructions.”

"From this day forward, my sword will be with you, and my destiny will be with you."

"The contract is now complete."

After saying that, Saber King, holding an invisible sword, charged toward Lancer outside the storeroom.

The next part of the battle took place between Saber and Cú Chulainn.

A duel of swords and spears, a duel between the King of Knights and the Child of Light.

Amidst the flashing blades and the swift movements of Lancer's gun, leaving afterimages and whistling sounds, Lancer's gun moved with lightning speed.

Saber's sword flashes stirred up gusts of wind, making people's hearts pound with fear.

With a single, sweeping strike, Saber repelled Lancer.

After being repelled, Lancer did not advance further.

At this moment, Saber spoke.

"What's wrong, Lancer? It's unworthy of the name of a Lancer to stop here."

"If you don't attack, I'm going to attack."

Lancer pursed his lips and said with a displeased expression.

"Tch, before that, I have something to ask you: is your Noble Phantasm a sword?"

"What could it be? It could be an axe, a sword, or even a spear and a bow."

"Hmph, utter nonsense, you swordsman."

Lancer, assuming a fierce attack stance, continued speaking.

"Since this is our first meeting, let me just say this: don't you mean to leave it at that?"

"I refuse. You will be defeated by me here, Lancer."

Saber, swords in both hands, faced Lancer in an open space.

"...Is that so? I originally just wanted to observe and wait."

"It seems we have no choice but to show some real skills now."

Lancer took to the air, spun around, and aimed at Sader.

As magic surged forth, the spear in Lancer's hand glowed with a flowing crimson light.

Lancer yelled at Saber.

"I'll accept your heart."

"[Piercing - Deadly Thorn Spear]!"

A crimson glow surged from the spear, constantly swirling around Saber.

Saber blocked Lancer's magic spear, but not the attack that came with it.

Although it didn't pierce through the heart, it did pierce through Saber's left shoulder.

"You actually dodged my Noble Phantasm, Saber."

Lancer's face was contorted with rage as he stared in disbelief at Saber, whom he had just knocked away.

That's right, Cú Chulainn's fatal blow was dodged by Saber's superhuman intuition.