Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 480 You're a bit too much, aren't you?
Do you really think I can't hear you?

As soon as he warned Saber, a mocking voice echoed in Lancelot's mind, its malice sending a shiver down his spine.

I offended my petty Master twice!
And you'll face immediate retaliation!

Lancelot's vision went black, and he wished he could lie back down and pretend to be dead. He was filled with regret... No, when he thought about how it was for his king, he didn't regret it!

Luke walked over with a smile and gave Saber a light clap.

"A truly magnificent battle, Saber. Your heroic bearing in battle is unforgettable. I slightly regret not having witnessed your valor in battle."

"No, logistics are just as important as the front lines. Without you stabilizing the rear, neither I nor the others can fight with our full strength."

Saber's humble reply clearly pleased him, as he straightened his back, making his posture more upright and dignified, which made Lu Ke unable to resist taking a second look.

Although concealed beneath the magic armor, the curves within held no secret from Luke, roughly equivalent to the naked view of the "magic gun."

Saber seems even more captivating after her victory. The solemn and dignified expression on the girl's face when unleashing her Noble Phantasm, filled with pride and conviction, makes one want to...

Well, let's postpone the forging work until tonight.

Luke coughed lightly, looked at Lancelot whose face was full of grief, and changed the subject: "What were you talking about just now?"

Saber hesitated for a moment, realizing that what she had just said was inappropriate for Luke to hear, and vaguely covered it up:
"It's nothing, Lord Lancelot just wanted to offer me some advice as a knight, it's nothing serious."

Lancelot was moved to tears, feeling grateful that the king was still as kind as ever, but also a little worried that helping him might earn him a grudge from the scumbag, who would then seek revenge in the dead of night.

If that's the case, he'd rather be the one punished.

"Yeah……"

Lu Ke sighed, "Then I'm relieved. After all, Xiao Lan is my Servant now. As her Master, I can tolerate some minor things, as long as it's not about persuading you to give up on proposing to me."

The deliberate emphasis caused Saber to frown, and the doubts that had been interrupted by Lancelot's berserk state not long ago returned.

“Luc, why do you say that? Has Lord Lancelot done something wrong?”

“It’s not that I don’t want to say it… it’s just that saying this might damage your relationship as ruler and subject.”

Luke's expression, which seemed to say "Hurry up and ask me," and his tea-weary manner, made Lancelot feel uneasy and a bad premonition rise in his heart.

"Actually, Lancelot... has experienced a lot and changed a lot since you died. He is not the same person you remember now."

Under Lancelot's horrified gaze, Luke took a stack of photos from his pocket and handed them to Saber.

"Stop! Don't show that kind of thing to our king!!!"

Lancelot roared hoarsely, his face contorted, thinking of the scene in the photo of himself and Matou Kariya doing *that*. Despite being exhausted from just finishing a great battle, he picked up the Lake of No Regrets and was about to destroy the photo.

However, the crimson magic spear once again blocked the blue arc of light. Dimurdo used the spear to brace himself on the ground, nimbly spun half a circle, and used the momentum to kick out, sending Lancelot flying more than ten meters away.

He then charged forward, wielding two pistols, and stood in front of Lancelot as he stood up.

“Lancelot, if you continue to be disrespectful, even if you are my colleague, I will have no choice but to take your life.”

Lancelot brandished his longsword wildly, unleashing a dense flurry of blades, his voice urgent: "Idiot, your photos can't be shown in the light either!!!"

Dimuludo's face showed a devout faith, his eyes firm: "As long as it's the Lord's order, I don't care if I take even more indecent photos, or if I have to spread them myself."

The knight who gained recognition after the battle has completely lost her mind. She is a female character with 100% affection in a visual novel, to the point that she would unconditionally obey and unlock new CGs even if a harem route were to be started.

Lancelot roared like a wild beast: "Are you insane, Dimurud?!"

"You're insane! You can't even accept this level of arrangement? How dare you call yourself a knight? Is this all the loyalty you've got?!"

Dimuludo responded with an even more deafening roar: "Lord Luke is not only your Master, but also the companion of the king you follow, and the person you should be loyal to. With this dual identity, how dare you try to obstruct your lord's actions?"

Lancelot was stunned by the roar, his Dao heart shattered for a moment, and he was speechless. Even the sword in his hand slowed down, and he was knocked down by the sweeping spear of Dimurdo.

Saber had already seen the contents of the photo, and her pupils dilated in shock. She never expected that one of her knights would have such a side.

With a pained expression, Luke fanned the flames, "Saber, now you know why he stopped you, right?"

"..."

Saber's mind went blank for a moment before she sorted out her thoughts.

First, Lord Lancelot is attracted to the same sex and prevented her from proposing. Second, Luke felt that revealing certain things would damage her relationship with Lord Lancelot. Finally, he is "Lancelot".

Well, there is only one answer.

…………

When Lancelot got up from the ground again, Saber, who was facing him, had a complicated expression on her face and looked quite conflicted.

"Lord Lancelot, I never imagined you... had changed so much."

Lancelot's heart sank, and he shook his head repeatedly: "My king, please let me explain... I'm not, I really am not!"

He likes married women, not men like Matou Kariya who come with a parasitic worm from the start and have a bunch of parasitic worms inside him!

"No need to say anything more, I respect your choice!"

Saber interrupted him, her brows furrowed deeply. "However, I cannot forgive you this time. Admittedly, Luke is an excellent gay man, and it's understandable that you were attracted to him. But since you've already decided to be with Guinevere, cheating is absolutely unacceptable!"

Lancelot: ...Did he just mishear something?

What did our king say? Who was he attracted to? Master?

Lancelot, realizing what had happened, was filled with three question marks. He felt like he was being wronged, even more so than Dou E. He was about to explain when Saber stopped him.

King Arthur, his face filled with sorrow, advised, "Give up, Lord Lancelot. There is no doubt that Luke is attracted to the opposite sex."

She already verified it last night.

"Therefore, forcing things will not yield good results."

Once is enough for NTRing her; there's absolutely no way she'd want to NTR her a second time!
"No, no, no! You've got it wrong, you've really got it wrong! This is a huge misunderstanding!"

Lancelot shook his head frantically. He really never thought of competing with the King for a man. He only risked offending the petty Master to prevent a scumbag from harming the King!

"By Command Spell, Berserker, calm down."

Just as Lancelot was about to reveal the truth, Luke calmly raised the back of his hand and unhesitatingly used the final Command Spell.

The forceful command took effect immediately. Lancelot, who had been filled with grief and resentment, calmed down instantly, falling into a state even more sage-like than Sage Mode. He felt that life was meaningless, and he didn't want to argue or care about anything. Although it was only temporary, the excellent knight had already entered a state of "whatever, the destruction of the world doesn't matter."

"Xiao Lan's mental state is not very stable, so it's best to let him rest."

Luke casually explained that the farce of protecting the king had come to an end with an absolute victory.

"Saber, what are your plans after this? Will you join my side, or continue operating as a team with Kiritsugu Emiya?"

Saber hesitated for a moment. Given her current relationship with Luke, it would be reasonable for her to join their side directly, and Luke would probably be willing to give her the Holy Grail.

But... obtaining the Holy Grail in this way was not what she wanted. Rather, she hoped to win the Holy Grail War through her own efforts, obtain the Holy Grail, and then invite Luke to save Britain with her.

After he nervously voiced his thoughts, Lu Ke wasn't angry. He simply nodded thoughtfully and smiled.

"It's alright, I understand your persistence, that's your strength. Anyway, the Holy Grail War won't last long, and the Servants will eventually have to decide the winner in the final battle."

"Thank you, Luke."

Saber visibly breathed a sigh of relief; if possible, she would certainly have wanted her partner's support.

"However, even if you don't join my camp, you'll still have to stay with me from now on."

Luke raised his index finger and made a condition. His meaningful gaze made Saber blush slightly, and her eyes darted around.

The implication is all too obvious.

Lancelot: I'm annoyed... no, there's nothing to be angry about, whatever.

"There's one more thing. It's still a bit difficult to defeat me. You understand that, right?"

Luke simply revealed all the information, allowing Saber to prepare.

"To suppress me in close combat, one must have outstanding martial arts skills and be at least two or even three levels higher than me in all aspects to have even a slight chance."

"My magical reserves may exceed your imagination. Although my maximum output is only considered mid-tier among second-rate Casters, I can always guarantee maximum output. In other words, in a serious battle, the magical power of an ordinary Servant releasing their Noble Phantasm is just a normal attack to me."

"You've seen the world of mental images. Without enough willpower, you'll be completely lost just by looking at it. Even Archer is inferior to me. You could say that if you can't get out as quickly as possible after being pulled in, it's equivalent to defeat."

"Furthermore, my 'depth' of interference at the spiritual level is unmatched by any Servant. Before, we were just playing around. If we were to take it seriously, 'pollution' would radiate from me. If you can't deal with me quickly, you will slowly lose yourselves, become monsters, and become my 'familiars'."

"Finally, don't try to spy on me before you defeat me... Well, that's alright, you don't have the same good eyesight and observational Noble Phantasm as Archer."

After rattling off a series of rough instructions, Lu Ke even felt his throat was on fire.

There was no way around it; even if it was just an outer shell created by Gilles de Rais, who was originally a second-rate Caster, it was still a Servant shaped as an "Outer God".

In the Type-Moon universe, the "Outer Gods" retain the indescribable and ineffable characteristics of the Cthulhu Mythos, and their prestige far surpasses that of ordinary gods. In other words, the "Outer Gods" and gods are two completely unrelated concepts.

Even if it's downgraded to a Servant and weakened beyond recognition, it's still terrifying. Combined with the knowledge and energy source of its original form, this shell alone far exceeds the concept of an ordinary Servant.

Saber fell silent as she listened, looking at Luke with a strange expression.

We're all Servants, aren't you going a bit too far?
She wasn't linked by a contract like Lancelot and Dimurdo, but from the imagination needed to construct a mental world, the overflowing magic flow last night, and the snippets of conversation, she could vaguely guess that Luke's identity was not simple.

I never expected that a Servant's Spirit Origin would be so exaggerated.

Are they really Heroic Spirits summoned from Valhalla? Could some terrifying being have hacked the Holy Grail System and forced them in...?

Saber sighed, feeling that in this cold and ruthless world, only the scabbard still held a trace of warmth.

With this Noble Phantasm, even just considering the concept of a Servant, there should still be a chance... right?

She shook her head, deciding not to think about these things for the time being. She felt that seriously considering the possibility of fighting Lu Ke would only lead to defeat, and she would only try to launch an attack when her mind was not clear.

"Irisviel, let me take you back to the Einzbern castle first. You and Kiritsugu Emiya haven't seen each other for two days, you should contact each other, right?"

Irisviel, who had been silent, smiled and hugged Saber from the side. Her soft arms wrapped around the King of Knights' neck in a coquettish manner, and she rubbed her cheek against him, the action ambiguous.

"No rush. That man will contact us if he needs anything. Since he hasn't contacted us, it means there's no need to meet. Besides, I prefer Saber to Kiritsugu~"

"Love...Irisviel?"

Saber, feeling somewhat uncomfortable in front of Luke, pushed the elegant and beautiful woman away, sensing that Irisviel was acting a little strange today.

Lu Ke: (°ー°〃)
Even before Irisviel turned evil, I had a feeling that there was something between her and Saber, but how did the homunculus become so shameless after turning evil? Just yesterday, she was filling my "Holy Grail" with my contents, and today she's flirting with Saber?
"But wouldn't it be dangerous for us to come with you?"

"It's alright, Saber is here to protect me, and besides, there's Caster... I was listening too, such a powerful being wouldn't be unable to protect a weak woman like me, right~"

Irisviel smiled at Luke, her dark red eyes particularly alluring: "Master, you don't want me to leave, do you?"

Luke: ...

Luke: "My magic workshop is empty anyway, so one more person won't hurt."

Lancelot, still in a slacker state, subtly noticed something amiss, his instincts as a scumbag keenly sensing it was wrong.

But... it doesn't matter, it's none of his business. He doesn't even dare to think about how he'll be treated, no matter what happens.

Just then, a series of thunderous booms suddenly echoed in the sky, and lightning struck down from the heavens, lifting up a layer of ashes to reveal Rider and Waver inside.

The Conqueror King walked over laughing and patted Luke on the shoulder. "The King's Banquet has been arranged. Tomorrow night, at Einzbern Castle, all the kings will gather together. You must come too, Caster!"

"Tomorrow night? Got it."

Luke nodded slightly, and the Conqueror King immediately looked at Saber with a smile that could scare a child to tears:

"Saber, did Caster really invite you properly?"

"of course."

Saber nodded. "By the way, how did you know we were here?"

Rider said nothing, but looked around at the destroyed terrain and made faces.

Saber: ...

As is widely known, the Holy Grail War is conducted in secret.

Luke: It was just a gas explosion.

(End of this chapter)