Language is the communication bridge by which humans establish civilization and friendship.
"I like you" must be the hardest four words to say in the world.
How many regrets stopped at the distance before these four words.
How many clowns would be defeated by these four words.
Ten thousand years, a thousand years, and still countless people rush forward one after another.
No other reason.
Just because, I like you.
———
The evening wind blew gently.
Winter wind was bone-chillingly cold.
Like tiny shards of ice, easily slicedopen skin, biting into flesh.
But at this mont, the transmission of heat had already surpassed the human body's temperature limit.
The burning of emotions made them forget the concept of cold.
"Hmph, count yourself qualified, you bastard," Sella finally dropped her opinion of Shirou, although she never had one to begin with.
Liz nodded softly with gentle eyes, "Illya-sama and Berserker, good!"
This was her most fluent sentence.
Crack!
Sajyou Manaka completely shattered.
Artoria's gaze was complex, her heart wavered.
She was hesitating, hesitating about herself, hesitating whether a king who does not understand human hearts had the right to destroy the happiness in front of her that transcended ti and space?
Even if they were from different eras, summoned here, they could give everything wholeheartedly.
Such a dazzling wish. Can she really use the sword in her hand, the sword that carries the dreams of warriors, to cut it apart?
The smoke was nearing its end.
Artoria summoned the invisible sword, her gaze gradually becoming firm.
'No! Not like this!'
Precisely because she carried their wishes, she had to move forward.
Not for herself, or maybe for herself, in any case, she must go forward, must fight.
Even if it would tear apart soone else's happiness, completely destroy that beautiful thing that existed in mory.
She must also keep moving forward. Keep fighting.
"Master, give the order!", Silver-white armor shone coldly under the moonlight. The girl's bell-like crisp voice completely cast aside her emotions.
Her skin was soft and snow-white, her face delicate, golden hair flying in the night sky.
The ahoge on top of her head stood tall and firm.
The king's pride, at this mont, was revealed. A king, must be proud and solitary.
"Saber?", Sajyou Manaka's lifeless eyes were surprised.
This was her first ti seeing the girl with such an indifferent appearance.
So cute, makes people want to keep her.
But before that, a dignified and elegant smile erged, her clear eyes swept to the red-haired boy holding the silver-haired girl, and never looked away again.
'Must first snatch away Berserker.'
Originally she didn't want Saber to make a move, what if she had to use a Command Spell?
Now, losing one or two Command Spells to get that Servant at the fastest speed might be acceptable.
After deciding, Sajyou Manaka nodded, "Mm, I'm counting on you, Saber."
"Leave it to , Manaka!", First battle in ten years, Artoria was full of fighting spirit.
Like a monarch about to go on an expedition, moving forward amid the salutes of a send-off.
Sensing movent behind. Shirou, who had just cald Illya's emotions, said, "Illya, I'll head over."
"Mm, I'm counting on you, Berserker!", Illya firmly nodded, stepping back from in front of Shirou.
She stepped back, Shirou stood up, his gaze fell on dea.
dea used magic to talk to him.
["You want to tell sothing?"]
["Be careful of Sajyou Manaka, she is an almost omniscient and omnipotent magus."]
dea fell silent before speaking, ["Berserker, are you joking?"]
["You think I'd joke at a ti like this?"]
["According to what you said, our conversation is aningless."]
["Not necessarily."]
["Hmm?"]
Absolute reason returned, Shirou calmly analyzed, ["Sajyou Manaka, I don't have accurate information on her. So-called omniscience and omnipotence isn't truly omniscient and omnipotent, there are also things she can't see."]
["Could it be…"]
dea seed to understand why Sajyou Manaka would be interested in Shirou.
["If that's the case, I understand. Then what should I do?"]
["Protect Illya well, absolutely don't let her get hurt! Also, beware of Assassin's sneak attack!"]
["!"]
["Assassin?"]
["Mm, just in case."]
In the fragnts of the silver moon, Shirou didn't forget: Assassin was summoned by Sajyou Manaka's father to assist her in obtaining the Holy Grail.
This is the Fifth War in Fuyuki City. dea cannot summon Sasaki Kojirou again.
Then, the most likely person to summon Assassin, besides the Matou family, would be Sajyou Manaka's father, Sajyou Hiroki.
He shared all possible information about the two potential Assassins with dea.
Shirou walked toward Artoria who was standing ahead.
As he walked, he projected a summoning device.
"What is that?", Artoria stared at the extrely ornate belt on Shirou's waist, tightening her grip on the sword.
"A Noble Phantasm?", With her cool gaze, she indicated, "Facing is a wise choice. Co, Berserker, I accept! Let see your honor!"
"Quite the bold and confident response," Shirou raised his right hand, magical circuits appeared on his hand.
"Projection, begin!"
"Projection?", Sajyou Manaka tilted her head, confusion flashing in her eyes.
First, she couldn't understand the belt, and now projection magic appears?
'What is this Berserker trying to do?'
After he inserted the card, a cool sound effect played again. A pose was struck.
Artoria's expression beca solemn.
'Is it coming? Berserker's Noble Phantasm?'
"Emperor Armor!"
'Emperor Armor, truly, so domineering,' Artoria was shocked and serious.
Even Sajyou Manaka beca serious. Ready at any mont to use a Command Spell.
'Berserker's Noble Phantasm, just what effect does it have?'
'Completely can't connect it to any known hero in history.'
'Could this be the reason I can't observe him?'
"Combine!", As the voice fell, noble and extraordinary armor appeared, covering Shirou's body.
"!!!"
"Turns out... it's armor?", Artoria was a little surprised, then followed with, "Berserker, don't you think your armor is a little too flashy?" Her gaze was strange.
"Mm, I know what you want to say," Shirou stretched his limbs, powerful strength rampaging inside his body.
If before transformation he was a tiger that could be beaten to death by Karna, then after fusion, he is a beast that could force Karna to write a will while pinned to the ground!
Finally, the words he most wanted to say were, "Saber, your armor isn't as good-looking as mine!"
"So in terms of appearance, I win," Shirou said coolly.
"..."
A string of ellipses floated above everyone's head.
Sajyou Manaka's beautiful brows twitched uncontrollably.
'As expected of Berserker, completely irrational.'
"You idiot!", Sella almost fell to the ground. Clenching her fists, fire in her eyes, "Are you a moron? Who would care about that kind of victory!"
"No, your armor is too fancy, it looks heavy. Simply put, all show and no go. Mine is lightweight, comfortable, and has strong defense, so I'm the real winner," Artoria answered seriously with high fighting spirit, her refusal to lose making her dazzlingly beautiful.
Pity it was directed in the wrong place.
Their gazes sparked lightning in the air.
Sajyou Manaka truly couldn't hold it anymore, "So Saber… has this kind of personality?"
"Why do I feel like those two unexpectedly get along?", dea, now wearing her cloak, held her forehead.
Besides them, the other "old coins" watching the battlefield widened their eyes.
"What is that, why isn't it in the King's treasury of Noble Phantasms?", Standing on a lamppost, Gilgash's eyes were fixed. He didn't expect there to be such a cool armor in the world.
The next second, he drew a conclusion, "That mongrel must have stolen it! Daring to steal the King's treasure, reckless fool! If Saber doesn't finish you, the King will!"
———
"What kind of logic does that Berserker have? Totally not normal!", Tohsaka Rin, spying via gem, held her head.
"Archer, what do you think?"
"?", Red A silently looked at the completely different, even transford Servant, Emiya Shirou, and said, "With these stats, no Servant is his match in close combat."
"Really…", Rin bit her nail and already viewed Shirou as the strongest Servant in this Holy Grail War.
———
"Berserker huh, tch! Got played," Cu Chulainn rested his spear on his shoulder, also observing.
He realized Shirou hadn't gone all out in their battle, and clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Berserker…", Bazett hadn't forgotten that Shirou had saved her life.
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