Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

They only knew that Emiya defeated Archer of the Red team, but they didn't know how he defeated him.

There is only one familiar that follows Shirou Emiya and Arthur. They are focused on watching the battles between Servants and the battles between Servants and Masters.

No one believed that Emiya had the strength to defeat Archer of the Red Team. Instead of focusing on the one-sided battle, why not look for more weaknesses and information about Rider?

If they dare to bring their familiars close to the Red Archer, she will definitely shoot them down. Don't underestimate the Greek huntress, and don't underestimate the Archer class servants.

They are absolutely capable of easily defeating the familiars that are monitoring them.

Therefore, they dared not let their familiars get too close to Archer.

It wasn't until the explosion rang out that the crows flying in the sky caught a glimpse of the red team's Archer.

This also gave Archer, the black player, a slight impression.

It wasn't because he had seen Archer of the red team before, but rather because her makeup was very familiar to Archer, who was extremely knowledgeable about Greek mythology.

However, the main reason why his real name could be determined was because of his apprentice Hercules.

As a teacher, he always paid close attention to the experiences of his most outstanding student, which is why he felt a sense of familiarity upon meeting Archer.

They determined that it must belong to a heroic spirit from Greek mythology, and then conducted further investigations, thus identifying Atalanta as the suspect.

It was precisely because Emiya was able to defeat the huntress from Greek mythology, who was known for her swift steeds, that they were so wary of him.

A Master with Servant-level combat power, top-tier Servants, and who are not loyal to the Black Faction—all these factors combined make him worthy of utmost caution.

"Unlike some Masters who only nag their Servants but can't produce any real results."

After Shirou Emiya and Arthur left, the entire hall became tense again.

"What did you say!?"

The somewhat overweight blond man pointed angrily at the woman in front of him who was dressed provocatively and wore glasses.

It was obvious that the sentence just now came from her mouth.

"Am I wrong? Not only did you fail to win over Ruler, but you also exposed your true name as a Servant. All the concealment you did yesterday was a waste of time."

The tall woman paid no attention to the man's flushed, extremely angry face.

She looked at him with a disdainful smile.

The fact that my real name was revealed during last night's battle with the Red Team's Lancer can't be hidden no matter what.

"I'm actually quite worried that a powerful Servant like Saber might be wasted by an incompetent Master?"

"An incompetent... incapable Master?"

He was stunned for a moment, then anger surged up in his head again.

He angrily pointed at the woman in front of him and walked forward.

"How dare you call me an incompetent Master?"

"Where's Rider? He can't even keep an eye on his own Servants. Who's the real incompetent Master here?!"

"Besides, didn't that third-rate Master's Servant also reveal his true name?"

He was furious and immediately retorted.

The woman gritted her teeth, her face gradually darkening.

Indeed, she had no idea where her Rider was. She had told him to meet in the lobby that morning, but he hadn't shown up at all.

"Knight King is already very well-known. You can tell his real name just by looking at the sword in his hand. There's nothing wrong with revealing his real name like this. Besides, Knight King doesn't have any weaknesses that are easy to target."

Indeed, King Arthur is the kind of servant who excels in all aspects, with no obvious weaknesses or shortcomings, and there are no obvious flaws in the legends.

If we're talking about weaknesses, Mordred might be one. According to legend, it should have a special attack against King Arthur, which would be quite troublesome.

However, Mordred and King Arthur, who belong to the same legend, are basically recognizable to each other, just like Archer of the Black faction and Rider of the Red faction.

Therefore, it's impossible to blame the Knight King like that.

But the follower of that slightly overweight man was a different story.

"The red team can easily take down your Saber now."

The tall woman continued to provoke his fragile nerves.

"No, it's not Master's fault, it's my fault—"

Before Saber could finish speaking, the man shouted angrily—

"Shut up! Saber, if you hadn't spoken without permission, I wouldn't have suffered such humiliation!!"

He seemed to be venting all his anger on his servants.

None of the Masters around him spoke up for him; in their hearts, they believed...

Such treatment of one's servants, and the command to prevent them from communicating in any way, is utterly foolish.

Chapter 134 The Boy in Rider's Room

"boom--!"

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!"

The handover was carried out by Emiya when he bumped into some unknown creature and fell flat on his face.

"Oh, it's Arthur and Arthur's Master!!"

Hearing a very familiar voice coming from ahead, Emiya touched his head, which had been bumped, in great confusion.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be possible for me to bump into someone when I turn a corner, given how many battles I've already been through.

It should have some awareness of its surroundings, so how could it have bumped into this pink-haired person so easily?

Emiya was puzzled, and so was Arthur.

He assumed his Master knew someone was around the corner, so he didn't say anything to warn Shirou Emiya.

After all, they are allies and don't need to fight each other.

Moreover, given Arthur's understanding of Emiya, he clearly sensed that Emiya possessed an ability similar to a Servant's Mind's Eye, even if he hadn't noticed it.

They can react quickly, and even if Shirou Emiya doesn't react, Rider should be able to, after all, he's a Servant.

How could the two of them bump into each other?

Arthur paused for a moment, then quickly appeared out of thin air and helped Emiya up from the ground.

"Rider, what are you doing here? Why didn't you come to the main hall to meet us?"

Emiya, who had stood up, reached out to Astolfo, who had fallen to the ground, helped him up, and asked him what was wrong.

"Huh? Do we need to meet in the lobby? I think I forgot!"

As if he had remembered something, he placed one palm up flat and tapped it with his other fist.

"you forgot?"

Emiya Shirou looked incredulous; even Servants could have such poor memories.

Then he looked at Arthur beside him.

"Master, this is probably the only Rider who would experience something like this."

Arthur responded with an awkward but polite smile.

He did know some of Astolfo's history, most famously his evaporation of reason.

Thanks! I'll be right there.

Astolfo patted Shirou Emiya on the shoulder to express his gratitude, and then jogged towards the hall.

It seems he has indeed forgotten about this matter.

"Cough—! Cough—!"

Just as Shirou Emiya and Arthur passed the door of the room where Astolfo had just left, they heard a violent coughing sound coming from inside.

"Saber, can you hear me?"

Emiya Shirou stopped and asked Arthur beside him.

"It seems there's a reason why Rider didn't make it to the lobby."

Arthur nodded. His hearing was far superior to Shirou Emiya's, so how could he not have heard such a clear cough?

Shirou Emiya stood at the doorway, hesitating whether or not he should open it.

Invading other people's privacy is not something a champion of justice should do, nor is it something a righteous knight should do.

While Shirou Emiya hesitated, Arthur was also hesitating whether to try to dissuade his Master.

Astolfo doesn't seem like a bad person; he probably wouldn't do anything heinous.

"Cough—! Cough—!"

But then two extremely violent coughs came from inside.

"Let's go in and take a look. With such a violent cough, the person inside must be very weak."

Emiya glanced at Arthur beside him questioningly; he still wanted to discuss it with Arthur before making a decision.

But Arthur had clearly shaken off his hesitation; it was just a minor matter, and he quickly sorted out his thoughts.

Arthur placed his hand on the handle and gently twisted it.

"Squeak—!"

The door was gently pushed open.

"Rider, you're back so soon—cough—!"

On the bed sat a very thin boy with brown hair, dressed in clothes similar to a hospital gown.

"Cough—! Cough—!"

He looked at the two strangers who had suddenly appeared, and began to cough violently, his expression one of extreme terror, and retreated to the back edge of the bed.

"No, cough—! Come here!"