Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

"Hmph, with your Caster class?" The opposing Acer hunched his back, his hands forming a loose fist, and a black and white short sword appeared in his hands. He assumed a charging stance, staring at the already prepared Cú Chulainn. His sharp tongue taunted again, "By the way, you're much smarter than usual..."

"Hmph!" Cú Chulainn was the first to grasp his staff and launch a surprise attack, unleashing a burst of anti-inflammatory energy. Almost the instant Archer gathered his twin blades to his chest, Cú Chulainn arrived, his staff thrusting directly at Archer's side.

"Intelligence and interest are two different things!"

--Switch--

On the other side, Nencho and Mash, who had already transformed, continued their attacks on Saber. The sounds of swords clashing and crouching echoed, filling the air with a thick dust. Mash had just managed to block another of Saber's attacks.

"Mr. Nianzhuo! Now!" With Mashu's shout, the blue and red knight rushed out from behind Mashu and kicked Saber, who was still in a daze due to the collision.

However, Saber seemed to sense it and retreated to the right, once again avoiding Nencho's confident attack.

"Tsk—Intuition is useless in games, but it's really strong in actual combat..." Before she could even feel frustrated, Saber repositioned herself and charged at Mashu again. Several more sword strikes landed with tremendous force on Mashu's shield.

A single sword strike was enough to overwhelm Mashu; after several strikes, she even felt like she was about to drop her shield. Yet, they hadn't managed to inflict any real damage on the ahoge (cowlick). Looking at the flying debris and dust around them, Nianzhuo's attention remained focused on the two figures hidden behind them in the smoke.

As the smoke dissipated, a temporary shield of golden magic was placed in front of the director and Ritsuka. "Sigh, I knew the little gadgets I made before leaving would be right." Looking at Ritsuka, who was just an ordinary person beside her, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed in Mary's eyes.

"What's wrong? Aren't you going to attack?" It sounded like a question, but Saber's attacks didn't stop, and Mash could only struggle to hold on. Even against the combined attacks of Nencho and Mash, Saber could still manage to weaken Mash.

After parrying Nencho's charge once more, Saber looked at Mash, who was rushing towards her from behind. She turned and, with a swift, powerful strike, her black demonic sword slashed at Mash's shield, tearing a hole in the ground with a single blow. Mash, unable to withstand the monstrous force, lost her balance and flew backward. She couldn't even hold onto her shield, which fell to the ground.

"Mash!" Seeing Mash knocked down, Ritsuka was frantic. She wanted to rush out to save her, but the director stopped her. "Even if you go to help her, you'll only be a hindrance. No, you won't even be a hindrance." "But Mash..." Ritsuka started to say something, but then her eyes widened as she stared at the scene of the battle.

Mashu was knocked to the ground, and the scrapes and blood loss made her feel terrible. But when she saw Nencho fighting Saber alone after she was knocked down, Mashu still struggled to get up.

On the other side, Nianzhuo was suppressed by the dark figure in front of him and could not fight back. He could only passively use the sword in his hand to defend against the dangers coming from all directions.

"Hmph—your swordsmanship feels familiar. Are you a servant from Great Britain?" After only a few exchanges, the swordsman before him had figured out his fighting style and even discerned his unique characteristics. Left with no other option, Nian Zhuo could only try to find an opening through conversation.

“Yes, Saber, my master is Galahad,” she whispered, revealing a fact the swordsman before her was completely unaware of. Meanwhile, Nian Zhuo was frantically searching for a solution in his mind.

“Galahad…?” Saber glanced at the purple-haired girl lying behind her, a slight smile playing on her lips. “Since you’re his apprentice, let me test your learning!” Saber then increased the speed of her sword strikes. No matter how hard Nian Zhuo tried to block, there were several attacks he couldn’t even catch with his eyes, and sparks flew from his armor as he was struck. For the first time, Nian Zhuo was completely suppressed in close combat.

“I understand how you feel…I understand completely.” Mary clasped her hands together, staring intently at Nianzhuo, her voice trembling with sorrow. “Then…in that case…” Ritsuka watched the pain flash across Mary’s pretty face, still unable to understand the reason for stopping her.

"That guy is my Servant, and I am his Master," Mary murmured softly, closing her eyes. She wasn't sure if she was speaking to herself or to Ritsuka. "So, I just need to trust my Servant. That child is your Servant, and you are her Master. So..." Watching the girl struggling to crawl towards the shield from the ground not far away, Director Mary smiled slightly.

"Shouldn't we all trust them?"

Finally reaching the edge of the shield, Mash shakily lifted it, stood up again, and looked at Nencho struggling to block Saber's attacks. Mash's eyes hardened once more.

Then, watching Saber raise her sword and slash down, the blade's energy sliced ​​through the ground and rushed towards the defenseless Nian Zhuo.

Mashu rushed forward and held her shield up in front of Nianzhuo.

"Report! Mash Kyrielight, back on the battlefield!"

I'm sorry, my solitary king.

On the other side, on the battlefield between Cu Chulainn and Emiya, flames erupted from his staff, and his crimson spear clashed repeatedly with his black and white twin swords, dancing beautiful arcs in the air. Relying on runes to temporarily boost his strength to A-rank, Cu Chulainn, with his superior power, continued his charge towards Archer.

"Clang—" It was the sound of metal clashing again. Cú Chulainn's upward strike knocked Archer's white sword away. Helpless, Archer could only retreat, but how could Cú Chulainn let him have his way?

When Archer placed the black sword against his chest and looked up, he found that the blue figure had vanished.

A whooshing sound came from above as Cú Chulainn raised his flaming spear high above his head. What followed was a powerful, devastating attack.

It struck the ground again, creating a large crater and sending countless fragments of rock flying. Smoke and dust billowed up, burying the two figures within.

As the smoke cleared, Archer, now only wielding a black sword, struggled to hold off Cú Chulainn's ever-approaching spear with his bare hands.

"The outcome is decided. Has your skill declined?" Cú Chulainn, with a smug smile, relentlessly pressed his spear closer to Archer, watching the struggling Archer. As if suddenly realizing something, he looked up at the entrance to the large, hollow hole above him.

"That kid, he and the girl should be alright, right?" He was momentarily distracted. Archer seized this opportunity.

"Hmph, you still have time to worry about others even now?" Archer said sarcastically, watching Cú Chulainn turn his head in confusion. A slight smile played on Archer's lips.

A whooshing sound came from behind, and a flash of silver light appeared. It was Archer's white blade that had been knocked away, now transformed into a sharp and deadly projectile flying toward Cú Chulainn's nape.

Gan Jiang and Mo Xie are twin swords, inseparable and interdependent. Therefore, both swords possess the characteristic of returning to the other's side.

--Shift in Perspective--

Inside the Great Void, as Mash returned to the battlefield and the Nen-cho Zi-O Build continued to adapt to and analyze Saber's data, Saber Alt finally felt a bit of a problem.

Throughout, Mash's shield held off Saber's barely shrewd attacks, like an unyielding shield that repeatedly blocked her assaults.

Finally, Saber stopped her attack, and purple magical light surged from her body once more, causing dust to rise from the ground around her.

"In response to your heart that has always protected your companions," Saber raised the demonic sword in her hand, continuously adding magic to it, and then an even heavier wave erupted, with Excalibur in Saber's hand seemingly enveloped in black light.

Purple lightning flashed, raising the black blade and aiming it at Mash, who was struggling to hold up her shield, and Nencho, whose armor was already cracked, standing beside her.

The golden shield dissipated, and Ritsuka, unable to contain herself, rushed towards the battered Mash. Marie, meanwhile, could only helplessly watch the blue and red figure standing not far away, before collapsing to her knees as if unable to support herself any longer.

Fear welled up in her heart, which had always been filled with pride and confidence. She clasped her hands together and closed her eyes.

"If the gods still exist... please, please perform a miracle... please let Nianzhuo and Mashu hold them off..."

I prayed helplessly—begging for divine grace.

“Don’t pray in a world without gods.” Mary looked up and met Nian Zhuo’s gaze. Although his expression was hidden by his armor, she could tell he was confident. Thinking this, Mary looked at her servant in silence.

"Because the gods won't help humanity now... so watch out, Master! I will achieve victory in this singularity!" Raising his right fist, despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, Nian Zhuo persevered. A dark green light shone from his right hand.

Then, on the other side, as if the time had come, Saber swung down the demonic sword she had raised high.

“Excalibur Morgan!”

Suddenly, a torrent of pitch-black magic erupted from the great void, rushing towards Mash, who was holding the shield. The scorching, high-speed torrent of magic melted the ground.

Like dark starlight

Dear elder brother and sister-in-law, Happy New Year! (raises curry stick)

On the other side of the battlefield, however, the situation suddenly reversed.

From the beginning, Cú Chulainn was on top of Archer, but now Archer has placed the deadly black and white blades against Cú Chulainn's neck.

"It seems this is the end." Archer did not choose to kill Cú Chulainn at this moment (Type-Moon's "no finishing blow" rule).

"Hmph," Cú Chulainn hummed, gazing at the vast emptiness, seemingly oblivious to his predicament. "Can that shield stop the sword? Can that sword pierce the shield?" he even asked the archer behind him.

Archer was confident of victory, so he didn't care about wasting a few seconds. "Someone told me a similar story before."

"Hey~ So what's the answer?" (Then there's only one answer! You're the Heisei Iron Knee.)

"The answer is (a waste of effort), it will only create contradictions." "Hey, that's not necessarily true." As if reminding Archer, Cú Chulainn already had the answer in his heart. "I've been thinking about this problem. Since we're using the same things, it all comes down to the user's skill. Or rather, since the weapon's performance is inferior to..." He grabbed something in his empty left hand, then flicked him up.

"Then let's fill the gap with wisdom, that's the right thing to do~" With a confident smile, she flicked a pebble in Archer's wide eyes. Magic surged, and a burst of intense white light erupted from the pebble.

With a loud explosion, and as Archer gritted his teeth, his vision temporarily obscured by the smoke, Cú Chulainn struck Archer with his right elbow, then used the force of the impact to struggle free.

But Archer wouldn't let him have his way. His prepared black and white twin blades plunged into Cú Chulainn's waist from behind. With a mocking smile, Archer looked at the silent Cú Chulainn before him.

But how could the Child of Light of Ireland allow him to have his way? Vines sprouted from the pierced part of Cú Chulainn, tightly binding Archer's hands.

With a "tsk," Archer tried to break free of the troublesome vines, pulling backward. However, the time his movements were restricted was already enough for Cú Chulainn. His original body transformed into trees, and the Celtic sage Cú Chulainn escaped from the vines, shirtless.

"Don't underestimate the Sage of the Forest!" As Cu Chulainn left his wooden clone, Archer also broke free from the vines. He retreated rapidly, a flash of light, and the wooden clone exploded.

Black smoke and flying rocks obscured Archer's vision. Just as the smoke cleared, Cú Chulainn's confident voice, having gained the upper hand, came from somewhere.

"Sorry, these are all new tricks I've come up with." Seeing Archer's location exposed, Archer leaped to the roof of Ryudouji Temple, his staff flashing red again. The magical light was raised towards Archer.

“ciao~” (Anonymous intruder)

A fiery red light surged from beneath Archer's feet, then the circle of fire expanded, and a giant wooden hand emerged from the magic circle, gripping Archer tightly.

No matter how much Archer struggled, the power of this magic far exceeded Archer's resistance to magic.

The wooden hand moved, accompanied by a deafening whooshing sound. It slammed heavily onto the ground of Ryudo-ji Temple.

A fierce wind whipped at Cú Chulainn's clothes and long blue hair, but ultimately, he emerged victorious. Victory always favors the prepared.

The wooden hand dissipated into golden light, revealing the heavily wounded Archer inside the large hole. Then, Archer's body turned into blue particles; this shadow servant who had always protected the king had fought with all his might before vanishing.

He weighed the pebble in his left hand, looking at this trump card that had saved him. Cú Chulainn silently felt a sense of relief.

“It’s definitely better to have something than nothing…” Turning his head to look at the large void, Cú Chulainn began to move.

Inside the vast void, the duel between sword and shield continued, with torrents of black magic relentlessly bombarding the shield.

On the surface, the black torrent of magic crashed against the shield, splitting into small streams. However, in reality, the shield was also bursting with sparks under the strain, and Mashu's figure was slowly retreating, her heels already carving grooves through the ground.

Finally, Mashu knelt on one knee, her eyelids trembling, and even her vision blurred. Just as Mashu was about to lose consciousness, a slender figure in dark green appeared beside her. He grasped her hand that was resting on the shield.

Then, the shield's momentum was stabilized, and the dark green light finally held back the black meteor's momentum. Mashu suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the black figure supporting her.

“Mr. Nianzhuo?” With a sob in her voice, Mashu stared intently at Nianzhuo’s face, as if she wanted to etch it into her heart.

“Stand up, Mash. I believe in you,” Nian Zhuo said, looking at Mash who had inherited the power of her master, Galahad. He still remembered Galahad's words entrusting her to him. Therefore, he must protect her; the pure heart this girl possessed was the most precious treasure in the world.

"System, please retrieve the Kamen Rider Chronos Gacha trial card for me." As Nencho helped Mash up, a blue driver appeared in his right hand.

"Mash, you can do it!" Having deactivated his Zi-O transformation, Nianzhuo stood beside Mash, completely unprotected. "I entrust my life, my trust, to you... You can do it, Mash." He stroked Mash's short purple hair. Encouraged, Nianzhuo closed his eyes and opened his arms behind Mash's shield.

Feeling the warmth welling up from the bottom of her heart, Mashu stood up despite being covered in wounds.

"Mr. Nianzhuo, I want to be your ally." Gazing ahead, Mashu conveyed her feelings to Nianzhuo, "I want to stand shoulder to shoulder with you and become someone who can live up to your trust." As if remembering something, a smile appeared on Mashu's face, and she raised her shield.

"And, I want you to be the most important person to me... my lover," Mash whispered, her left hand tightening its grip on the shield hilt. A dazzling silver light enveloped the giant shield.

"Let's begin our final game." Nianzhuo placed the blue driver at his waist and, in turn, placed his left hand on Mashu's left hand.

The silver light intensified, even threatening to surpass the onrushing black torrent.

Magical arrays emerged from the shield, and several more magic circles appeared before it. Finally, the black torrent was halted, and the silver light stood firm like an unyielding iron wall.

"The Noble Phantasm has appeared..." Holding Fujimaru Ritsuka down tightly, Mary and Ritsuka both looked up at the beautiful silver light.

A pure white wall rose before the magic circle, only a corner visible, but its effect remained unchanged. Mashu was now a person of unparalleled mental strength. This giant shield blocked all the world's calamities, bringing only boundless hope and warmth to those behind it.

"Finally, it's my turn." He murmured something unintelligible, then smiled and kissed Mashu's forehead as she looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"Huh?" Mashu's face suddenly flushed red as she looked at the man in front of her. "Mash, you did a great job, we won." Nianzhuo, equally bewildered, patted Mashu's head and then walked out of the city wall.

"No..." Before Mashu could finish her plea, a black and green cassette suddenly appeared in Nianzhuo's hand.

(Kamen Rider Chronos)

"Now is the time of judgment." A huge, dark green clock appeared behind him, and to everyone's astonishment, the hands of the clock suddenly pointed to the number "12."