Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Chu Fan in front of him.

"It's been a long time, what is your purpose this time?"

Chu Fan laughed silently.

Wei Gong Kiritsugu did not dare to make a move with Chu Fan for the time being.

Because the simplest truth is that he may not be afraid of death, but he is afraid that his family will die with him.

In addition, Chu Fan looks like a person, but he was like this when he was in Liudong Temple before.

As a result, he made several heroic spirits directly reveal their existence at once, and directly put Emiya Kiritsugu in a disadvantageous situation.

And that's what it looks like now.

The two servants who had released the Noble Phantasm before seemed to have been stopped, and now Saber and Berserker seem to be the same.

Theoretically, Chu Fan should have no other heroic spirits now, but Emiya Kiritsugu didn't dare to be careless at all.

Shrinking his hand, confirming that the bomb he had specially made for this Holy Grail War had fallen into his hand, he also pretended to be calm and asked Chu Fan's purpose.

Looking at him like this, Chu Fan just smiled.

He's been turning on the void, so he doesn't need to pay attention to Emiya Kiritsugu's movements,

– because that's not needed at all.

"Isn't that simple, since I'm here to participate in the Holy Grail War, it must be for the Holy Grail that I'm here.

But it seems to be a very unfortunate thing that this little chalice is also in your Einzberen.

Well, you should also know that even if the little chalice is contained in the doll's body, I can take the little chalice out without harming the doll's life.

So, do you want to hand over the little chalice?"

Emiya Kiritsugu looked at Chu Fan like this, because he had such an experience before, so he gradually became proficient when he started such a choice again.

"If I hand over the little chalice, will you let us go?"

Saber and Berserker had to give up.

In the face of today's situation, as long as the lives of his family are saved, Emiya Kiritsugu will be satisfied.

Listening to Emiya Kiritsugu's inquiry, Chu Fan raised the corners of his mouth again.

"This time, I can let you live, but you must promise me one condition. "

......

"Haaah——————"

Mordred wielded the sword in his hand and made direct contact with Artoria.

With the splash of sparks, the scorching steam gradually rose as the two blades intertwined.

Artoria had long since abandoned the Wind King's enchantment.

Because her opponent was Mordred, the weapon in her hand also turned into a golden holy sword that radiated a brilliant light.

The two also scuffled together.

Matthew looked at Emiya Shirou, and to be honest, her best way to deal with it now was to grab the other party's Master directly. However, because of Artoria's chivalry, Matthew became a spectator like the Master.

However, compared to Maxiu, Emiya Shirou is not so easy.

Because Mordred is different from the average knight.

The means of fighting are completely unscrupulous, and naturally he also mentioned to him that when he fights, he will use the spell or use other means or something like that.

However, there were also many things that Mordred did not expect.

- She is no match for Artoria.

There is no advantage in attributes, no advantage in skills, and even intuition is more powerful than Artoria's.

That figure is still as if it was the existence that once stood in front of him, and it will always only leave a distant back for himself.

But.

I've got to win!

"Red Thunder ————!!!"

Crimson lightning flashed over her as Mordred spoke, and she brandished her weapon, allowing her speed to pick up again and again.

She still remembered that on the battlefield full of corpses, the indifferent being held a holy spear directly pierced herself.

She also remembered that when she and her happily talked about being her child, the other party's face was flat.

- You don't have what it takes to be a king.

This sentence has always been on the other party's lips, and it has also caused the king who has always been in Mordred's heart to make a big stain.

Do you have a knight of the Round Table that is not as good as other Knights of the Round Table?

Weak knights can be favored by you, why can't I?

I, at all, I don't have enough qualifications there!

As the thoughts overlapped like waves, Mordred's magic became even more violent, and the red lightning directly separated Artoria from her, her helmet melted into the armor, and she raised the royal sword in her hand.

The red glow burned directly, and her sword blade expanded several times in an instant.

And Artoria looked at her like this, her face was still flat as always.

"Mordred, I said it a long time ago, you don't have what it takes to be a king. "

As she spoke, the golden magic power was released, and she stepped forward with one foot and raised the holy sword in her hand.

The golden light gradually ascended to heaven like the heroic soul of Britain. The red lightning light followed the Wang Sword, which had expanded more than ten times in size, from top to bottom.

The two magical forces collided in mid-air, causing the air here to be directly heated to a terrifying temperature.

“Clarent· Blood· Arthur (rebelled against Duanli's father) ————————"

"Ex-calibur (Sword of Victory) ————————"

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