After some explanation and clarification, Lancelot finally understood the current situation. He came to ten years later, ten years later in a parallel space, and he had to fight the Holy Grail War again.
Lancelot felt very pitiful, both for himself and for the other Masters and Servants who participated in the Holy Grail War.
"Xiao Lan, don't panic, I'm here for you." Seeing Lancelot's worried look, Duke said that he was very familiar with such trivial matters as time travel. He, Duke, was traveling through time and on his way to travel through time every day. He had seen all kinds of scenes, and his dead parents could have circled the earth twice.
It's because of you that I panic!
Lancelot silently thought in his heart, nodded and said nothing, he was in a bad mood and wanted to be quiet! "Lan, you are in a bad mood? Don't be like this, we have won the Holy Grail War once, and we are about to win the second time, you should be happy."
"Master, my mood right now is the same as your sword!"
Duke blurted out, "The Joy of Fire?"
The breath of the servant!
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Indeed, not. Dai Mao will not be summoned by the local dog until tomorrow night!
At the gate of the Matou family, the raging cold air sprinkled countless silver frosts. Under the moonlight, the forest turned into an ice sculpture, and the lush green turned into a vast expanse of white, as if being in the Ice Age.
"Xiaolan, you think too much!"
Duke shook his head slightly and said in an extremely firm tone: "I can guarantee that among the current servants, there is absolutely no king like you!"
…
Xiaolan, you have really changed. You are not as honest as before, but... after these two times, you still want to fight me? Duke's expression remained unchanged, and he looked back with wide eyes: "Are you trying to ask whether Saber is still King Arthur this time?"
Suddenly, Lancelot seemed to have thought of something, and turned to look at Duke: "Master, I have something to confirm with you, it is very important, please look me in the eye and answer."
"Yes, if we push all the way through, we will win."
…
Matou Shinji didn't realize how powerful he was. As soon as he got rid of his weak status, he became arrogant. He was ready to fire at Matou Sakura to celebrate, but seeing Rider standing between him and Matou Sakura, he tactfully killed the idea.
“Don’t look speechless! Whether it’s tactics or strategy, the starting point is to use our own advantages to dominate the battle. Our advantage is obvious, that is, no one can beat us. That’s it, we just need to push forward.”
The Matou family! Shinji Matou, holding the "Book of False Ministers", was extremely proud. In just one night, his life was reversed. He obtained a Servant, obtained the qualification to participate in the Holy Grail War, could perform some magic, and became the powerful man he had always dreamed of! Shinji Matou, who had just stepped into the world of magic, didn't know that his change was not as big as he imagined. He just went from cannon fodder to a small fish. Considering that he was an ordinary person before and knew nothing about power, it was understandable. The Matou family is full of tragedies, and Shinji Matou is no exception. He was born in a famous magic family, but he himself has no magic talent. To the family, he is a dispensable manure-making machine, so long-term inferiority complex has cultivated his twisted personality.
"Another one!"
"People always grow up..." Lancelot became more and more depressed as he spoke. He didn't want this kind of growth. He would rather live in a dream forever.
Lancelot nodded. It seemed to be true. Arthur was summoned as a Servant twice in a row, and he met him both times. How could it be such a coincidence! "It seems that I was overthinking it!"
Boom!!! With a sudden loud noise, the castle-like mansion of the Matou family trembled, and the magic barrier outside the gate was triggered. There was no smoke or flames, only a coolness gradually filling the air.
“You are so bold as to attack the magic workshop. Are you so impatient to start a war?” Rider blocked the way and held the dagger in his palm. The sharp blade shone with a purple shadow under the moonlight.
Rider is an extremely loyal servant who never rejects the orders of her Master. Even if she has her own ideas, she will cut off her personal feelings and make obedience to orders her first priority.
Duke patted Lancelot on the shoulder and smiled like a father: "Yes, that's it."
Duke's face suddenly became strange, and he looked Lancelot up and down, thinking that your intuition is too accurate, could it be that you are the sensor of the Knights of the Round Table, responsible for finding the King of the Round Table who got lost while out foraging? "Master, could it be true..." Seeing that Duke didn't answer, Lancelot's voice trembled a little.
The girl under the moonlight has a healing smile. It would be even more perfect if her eyes weren't so empty!
"clear!"
"Sakura?"
"What the hell?" Duke was confused. Let me make it clear first, I don't like it!
"Sakura, protect yourself, the enemy is coming!" Rider took out a dagger-like weapon, turned over and jumped out of the window, and his figure faded away after a few leaps.
Rider remained silent. Sakura Matou was the Master she recognized. Although she did not think her current life was of any benefit to Sakura Matou, since she did not want to change anything, she would intervene.
"Hey, is there an old man who has lived for 500 years here? I'm here to deliver something!" Duke's voice was amplified by magic and enveloped the entire Matou family.
"Xiaolan, you have changed. You were not like this before." Duke beat his chest and stamped his feet, sighing for the withering of the noble flower of knighthood. Where did that honest man go?
Swish! A flash of silver light appeared, and a sharp dagger came from the blind spot, heading straight for Duke's back, but before it got close, it was blocked by the sudden appearance of the ice wall.
Sakura stood up nervously, looking in the direction where Rider disappeared, and prayed silently: "Rider, you have to protect yourself too."
Lancelot stared at Duke without moving his eyes. "Please tell me, what is Saber's class in this Holy Grail War?"
Having lived in the Matou family for ten years, the nightmare-like torture made her cautious and inferior. Even though she was gentle and kind, and never complained or hated anyone, her weakness was extremely fatal. She went with the flow, had no opinions, never resisted the unfair fate, and was extremely patient... To put it bluntly, this RBQ had been trained very successfully, and would not run away even if she was left alone.
"Then tonight..."
Upon hearing this, Lancelot had to nod in agreement. When an army of 100,000 soldiers fights against an army of 10,000 soldiers, the commander of the army of 100,000 soldiers will not consider any tricks or schemes. The tactic is to confront them head-on, choose a plain to launch a charge, and win in one wave.
"A free one-way ticket to hell. I'll send you on your way!" Full of malice!
The slender chain retracted, and the short sword missed its target and immediately retreated back the way it came. In its place, Rider's tall figure appeared.
"It doesn't matter... I don't really want to fight..." Sakura Matou sat at the desk, looking up at the bright moon above her head. Her mood was calm, or rather, numb.
In the middle of the room stood a tall and beautiful figure, with long purple hair that reached past her knees, snake-like lines on her forehead, and delicate facial features half covered by an eye mask. The extremely sexy black dress set off her wonderful figure in full view, an impeccable and perfect body.
The unfortunate Shinji Matou thought he had obtained a loyal Servant, but in fact, Rider's willingness to listen to him had nothing to do with him.
Lancelot was skeptical. Duke's expression didn't seem fake, but why did he panic? "Master, I still think it's better to confirm it again..."
Duke strode towards the castle with Lancelot, and endless cold air spread out from under his feet. No matter whether it was magic traps or insects and flowers, all of them were killed the moment they touched the cold air.
"Let's go kill some people. My apprentice isn't doing too well in this world!"
It was not until Matou Shinji disappeared that Rider turned around and glanced at the girl behind her. Seeing that she was in no mood to talk, she took the initiative to speak: "Sakura, why did you give him the right to control the Master?"
Only by constantly bullying the genius Sakura Matou can his vanity be satisfied. He is a typical clown, both hateful and pathetic.
"Please don't be angry. Lancelot is not questioning you. It's just... I always have a bad feeling. The last time I had this feeling, you told me that Saber's real name was Joan of Arc."
"Okay, okay, I understand how you feel, but as a human being, sometimes you shouldn't think too much." Duke hooked his arm around Lancelot's shoulders and comforted him like a good friend: "Don't you think about it? Arthur, who just participated in the fourth Holy Grail War, will participate in the fifth one ten years later. What are the chances? Not even one in ten thousand. She is the Knight King, not the Attendance King!"
Throwing aside his worries, Lancelot immediately entered the loyal knight mode: "Master, do you have any battle plan for this Holy Grail War?"
"Rider, protect me well from now on. I am your Master!" After lifting the kelp hair in front of his forehead, Matou Shinji left in a very showy manner.
Duke looked at the two long, taut legs in front of him and thought to himself, it really made him eager to have a big fight.
"Xiao Lan, fuck her!"
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"What are you looking at me for? Fuck her! Do you want me to hold your hands and feet down?"
(End of this chapter)