The wrist injury caused Saber's hand to hold the sword tremble slightly, which was a very dangerous sign, but her momentum was not affected in the slightest.
Duke's eyes showed a hint of appreciation, but he didn't want to dwell on it too much, and was ready to fight quickly: "Good fighting spirit, but you should know that the gap in strength cannot be made up by faith." ” Saber took a deep breath: "Berserker, it's not up to you to decide the victory, just now, I'll talk about it when I win."
As he spoke, Saber's battle-hardened momentum surged again, surging towards Duke like a tide.
Duke is still no pressure, but the Nightmare War Horse is not good, this product is too substandard.
The panicked Marl raised his front hooves and unconsciously took two steps back, these two steps were the best offensive opportunities for Saber, and there would be no second chance to miss it.
The Wind King's barrier was unraveled, and Saber reversed the Wind King's hammer, and with the help of the reaction force of the wind, he instantly stepped on the distance between him and Duke, stepped forward, and swung his sword to slash Duke's vital point.
Duke seemed to be unable to defend and evade for a while because of the frightened warhorse, and as soon as his body stabilized, the golden sword of victory slashed down his head and face.
Saber frowned, the tip of the sword was only a palm away from the artery in Duke's neck, her intuition told her that the sword would be hit, but she vaguely felt that something was wrong.
Is it because it's too easy?
Saber could only think so, swinging his sword a point faster, such a good opportunity ahead, even if it was a trap, he had to try it. swish Top Noble Phantasm, a sword 999 The golden sword light slashed down, carrying Saber's belief in victory, and slashed diagonally from Duke's neck to his waist and abdomen in one fell swoop.
The pupils in Saber's eyes shrank, and the blade of the sword did not have the touch of slashing the entity, but what she slashed was a phantom.
How could it be, there is no trajectory of movement, why did it disappear Almost in a flash of lightning, Saber immediately twisted his body in the air, raising his sword to block his chest, but the expected backstab did not appear.
Next to the "Sasaber" sports car, Alice Phil's voice trembled, and frost sorrow was around her neck.
"Ellie" Saber gasped and was about to step forward, but he was worried that Alice Phil would be hurt.
Duke stood behind Alice Phil in a nightmare and smiled at Saber with an incredulous face, "General, the victory is decided" "Space Movement, Magic or Magic" was captured, and Alice Fell did not panic too much, but instead set up Duke's information.
"This is the old man's life-saving means, I can't tell you easily."
Alice Phil guessed: "It's your war horse, this is the inherent skill of that war horse."
"It's a smart lady, but the old man doesn't like smart women, so please keep your mouth shut."
Duke said, a slight stroke of Frost Sorrow, leaving a trail of blood on Alice Phil's neck.
“berserker” Saber on the other side was already in a rage, and if it weren't for Duke having a hostage in hand, she would have rushed forward desperately.
"Alright, Saber, old man go first, we'll have a meeting later," Duke grabbed Alice Phil, knocked her unconscious, and hung her on the horse's back amid Saber's angry eyes.
"Of course, you can try to chase after you, but the old man doesn't guarantee that this lady is complete."
Duke said, turning away on the nightmare.
"Berserker, I, Altoria Pendragon, swear in the name of King Arthur that I will kill you with my own hands" The excessive shame made Saber bite his lip tightly, a trace of blood flowing, and looked viciously at Duke's back as he left.
Pull it down, your Great Britain is dead, and it's useless to say this Duke rolled his eyes, snorted, and disappeared into the dark shadows with the nightmare.
Saber looked in the direction he was leaving, tightened the sword in his hand, sighed in pain, and disappeared in place.
Alice Phil was robbed, Saber knew that she had to inform Emiya Kiritsugu quickly, and at the same time, she also wanted to urgently solve the doubts in her heart, why Berserker would rather let go of the dignity of a knight and take Alice Phil.
"Ellie, you don't have anything to do."
Meanwhile, in the second half of the winding road, the former French Marshal Gilles Desles, the first fan of Joan of Arc, came in anticipation with the rank of caster.
Although his eyes were large, they were of little use, and he couldn't see clearly or clearly.
The gap between King Silly and Joan of Arc is so obvious, he can actually see the same person, Joan of Arc will be very angry when he knows it.
"Strange, my holy lady, why haven't you come yet, is it because the speed of the car is too slow to wait?"
At the second-floor clinic near the river, when Duke returned home, Sakura had already slept, leaving Lancelot waiting. er, you're not in any danger, are you?"
Lancelot was ordered to wait at the clinic, and indeed sensed the appearance of a servant around him, one of the clones of Assass, who circled around Duke's magic workshop a few times, hesitated for a moment and left.
Therefore, even if there was an earth-shattering battle in the port not far away, Lancelot didn't dare to take a step, but he never let go of the worry about Aster in his heart, especially when the Five Emperor Dragons took off, it really scared him.
Duke had palpitations on his face, patted his chest and said in fear: "It is true that I have encountered a lot of dangers, especially the female Saber, who recognized the identity of my master, and chased me with a random slash, and I almost couldn't come back." ” Lancelot was furious when he heard this: "Bastard, as a heroic spirit, she is actually strong and weak, and she is still a saber because of her rank."
Rest assured, I, Lancelot, swear that I will kill you for shame. ” "Well, if you have the heart, I don't want it very much."
When Lancelot heard this, he felt Duke's distrust of him, and immediately knelt down on one knee and said, "Aster, since you summoned me in the Holy Grail War, then you should believe in my strength. ” Duke nodded slightly, this is the rhythm of the battle, I didn't expect Lancelot to have a melancholy temperament, and he was still a militant: "Xiaolan, I already understand what you mean, and I will give you a task tomorrow." ” Lancelot gladly accepted the order, but when he stood up, he realized that there was still a woman hanging from the Nightmare War.
White winter coat and silver hair, lying motionless on horseback, before he had only paid attention to Duke, glanced over, and thought it was a bed quilt.
"Aster, is this the enemy's master?"
"It's not the master, she's the wife of the Saber master" Duke looked indignant: "Hmph, that Saber chased me all the way and cut me, and I snatched her master's wife, which can be regarded as a retribution." ” Lancelot said with a smile: "Aster, isn't it a little bad to do this?"
Lancelot could probably guess why Saber had been chasing Duke and slashing him, and anyone who found out that his lord's wife had been robbed or robbed by a man would be desperate.
"Xiaolan, needless to say, I have made up my mind.
Take her to the basement and bundle her up, I'll go get some props ready."
"Prop" Lancelot's face stiffened, and he became weird, could it be that his own Aster wants to be green for other people's wives This is not an option, as an upright knight, I must put an end to this shameless behavior "Aster, with all due respect, on your terms, you could have found a more suitable partner."
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Duke raised his eyebrows: "What do you want to say" "Aster, it's not right to hook up with someone else's wife, and force this behavior" Duke patted Lancelot on the shoulder when he heard this: "You are still a knight, when you say this, your conscience will not hurt?"
Lancelot's body swayed slightly, his whole face turned the color of pig liver, he didn't want to mention the pain of the past, but for the sake of his own Aster, he decided to restore this past: "Aster, you may have misunderstood, the princess and I are not as unbearable as you think, it is just a platonic spiritual love between us" "Why, the princess is ugly" "No, she is a rare beauty, both in appearance and in heart."
"You're really observant" Duke touched his chin and glanced up and down at Lancelot: "I see, so you can't" Lancelot: "":