My two-dimensional resident

"Lancer, what are you standing there for? Kill Saber!"

Master Lancer's voice echoed in his mind once more. The power of the Command Seals prevented Lancer from disobeying his Master's orders, and even though his will was still struggling, the two red and yellow magic spears in his hands erupted with a powerful killing intent.

Saber's expression hardened, and she immediately realized that Lancer was now under the Master's control. She endured the pain in her shoulder and went to Irisviel's side.

"I'll hold off here for now, you hurry..."

Before Saber could finish speaking, the controlled Lancer had already attacked him.

Even more critically, Saber discovered that Gilgamesh had set his sights on her with the Gate of Babylon.

Swords, spears... different types of golden treasures overflowed from the Gate of Babylon, aimed at the three of them.

Gilgamesh, who was dethroned from his throne by the mysterious Berserker, is determined to kill these rude scoundrels!

"Die, you bastard!"

Chapter 107... I don't know what to name this chapter, you guys decide.

Dark clouds loomed over Fuyuki City, and the oppressive atmosphere made everyone in the city feel uneasy. Not far from the center of the battlefield, Kiritsugu Emiya, after cutting off his communication with Maiya, felt anxious and uneasy.

Maiya lost track of Assassin and the mysterious magician, so Kiritsugu Emiya pondered for a moment and asked her to rejoin him.

After putting down the communicator, Kiritsugu Emiya picked up his sniper rifle again and began to observe the battlefield situation through the lens.

Damn it!

Lancer attacked Saber!

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was secretly observing the situation, realized something was wrong, and his face instantly darkened.

He knew that if he didn't do something, Saber and his wife would be in danger.

The situation was critical, and on Kiritsugu Emiya's unchanging face, his two sword-like eyebrows trembled slightly.

We can't wait any longer!

He decided not to wait for Maiya and immediately began assassinating Lancer's Master, Kenneth.

A low-pressure river breeze swept over Kiritsugu Emiya's head, making the atmosphere even more oppressive. He quickly turned his sniper rifle, aiming the lens at the spot where Kenneth had been spotted earlier.

However, Lancer's Master had already disappeared from the sniper's field of view at this moment.

Damn it!

His target disappeared, and his plan failed.

Without pausing, he immediately turned his sniper rifle towards the center of the battlefield. The worst-case scenario unfolded: not only was Lancer attacking Saber, but the newly arrived golden Servants were also shifting their targets to Saber and Irisviel.

'Am I going to have to use a Command Seal? But this is only the beginning! Saber, show me your true power, let me see just how strong you are!'

He was merely a magician killer; his sniper rifle was effective against magicians like Kenneth, but powerless against Heroic Spirits. Helping Saber out of her predicament was not a simple matter that could be accomplished with mere thought.

Seeing his wife and servant in dire straits, a sense of powerlessness washed over him. He slowly raised his arm, which was inscribed with Command Seals, but then lowered it again.

"Irisviel, get out of the way!"

On the battlefield, Saber, who was fending off attacks from two opponents, was becoming physically and mentally exhausted. Seeing the critical situation, Saber made a decisive decision not to defend against Lancer's deadly attack.

Instead, he flashed to Irisviel's side and helped her fend off Gilgamesh's attack.

At this moment, Saber desperately wished that her Master, Kiritsugu Emiya, would allow her to unleash her Noble Phantasm, but she still hadn't heard Kiritsugu's voice.

clang!

puff!

Saber blocked yet another golden sword. But before she could swing the hilt again, Lancer's orange magic spear pierced her palm.

"You!" Saber shouted angrily, her face never having been so gloomy.

Lancer actually ignored Gilgamesh's attack and took a golden spear with his own body. His other hand, holding a red magic spear, continued its thrust towards Saber's face.

"Darling, please!"

Seeing that Saber was ambushed by Lancer while trying to protect herself from Gilgamesh's attack, Irisviel was very anxious and clasped her hands together, praying for the arrival of Kiritsugu Emiya.

Meanwhile, the Conqueror King, seeing Saber in dire straits, wanted to help, but he was also overwhelmed. Gilgamesh, the battlefield artillery, was still attacking him.

One Noble Phantasm after another, like Katyusha, gave him no chance to catch his breath, while Waver behind him was so frightened that he knelt inside the chariot, hugging his legs and crying.

'Is unleashing the Noble Phantasm the only option?' the Conqueror King thought to himself.

"Kill Saber now!"

Lancer being struck by Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm was something Kenneth, as her Master, had foreseen. However, he did not want Lancer to be killed by Gilgamesh in order to kill Saber.

Getting injured is acceptable, but dying is not! Otherwise, he'll just be a stepping stone for someone else in this battle.

Hiding in the clock tower, his face contorted, his eyes turning ferocious. He roared, urging Lancer once again to kill Saber, who was protecting Irisviel.

"You mongrel, you really are a mongrel! Die!"

In a frenzy, Gilgamesh summoned dozens more Noble Phantasms, a small portion of which he fired at the Conqueror King. The rest, imbued with overwhelming killing intent, hurtled towards the wounded Saber and Lancer.

This time, he was going to kill all the scoundrels beneath his feet! Not a single one would be spared!

"sorry..."

Having betrayed his own code of chivalry, Lancer's heart is broken.

He desperately tried to resist, but his body, acting on its own, channeled magic and raised its twin pistols once more.

The "Demon-Slaying Red Rose" and "Destroying Yellow Rose" that had been by his side seemed to sense their master's pain and let out low, mournful cries.

As the two demonic spears in Lancer's hands shone brightly once more, and the murderous golden light in the distance drew near, Saber and Irisviel, both facing certain death, simultaneously thought of Kiritsugu Emiya.

"Kiritsugu!"

"Honey!"

Irisviel closed her eyes tightly, knelt helplessly on the ground, her trembling hands trying to clasp together, but she couldn't reach her forehead.

Helplessness, despair...

Lovely Lisfield still has hope in her heart!

He was their last lifeline!

'Please! Let me unleash my Noble Phantasm!'

Sensing the ever-approaching, overwhelming killing intent, Saber silently screamed, the Excalibur in her hand flickering in and out of existence. She hadn't given up; she wanted to break free of the Wind King's barrier and unleash her Noble Phantasm before her Master gave the order.

Yawen Library

But...the red and yellow guns, tinged with guilt and resentment, were so close yet so far.

In a flash of light and fire, a golden treasure trove brimming with killing intent appeared before her.

Grief, indignation, and resentment...

"Emiya Kiritsugu!" Saber roared in despair!

boom!

Just as Saber was about to deliver a fatal blow to Irisviel with her own body, Lancer, who was right in front of her, suddenly transformed into a kite and flew away, leaving her shocked expression...

It flew away...

Time seemed to stand still for a moment. Only Lancer, like a kite with a broken string, continued to fly in the air, drawing a desolate silhouette of red and yellow swirling and merging in the dim battlefield.

When Saber came to her senses, Lancer's spot had been taken over by a giant. He wielded a massive axe-sword, which transformed into countless sharp axe shadows, cleaving Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms in two.

This created a haven for Saber and Irisviel to breathe. The Noble Phantasms that were deflected and sent flying exploded violently upon hitting containers, warehouse walls, and the ground.

The towering figure effortlessly averted the life-or-death crisis, allowing Saber to catch her breath. However, Saber felt no joy at the giant's rescue of her and Irisviel.

Her expression remained as somber as ever, and her eyes held a complex mix of emotions as she gazed at the giant's retreating figure.

Because she sensed that the giant in front of her was also a heroic spirit.

A powerful and unfamiliar heroic spirit!

Saber couldn't understand why this unfamiliar Heroic Spirit would come to their rescue, though she felt grateful. But this was the Holy Grail War; in the end, they would be enemies.

This Holy Grail War is getting more and more complicated...

Chapter 108 Mother and Daughter Reunited: Was This Really a Misplaced Time and Space? Or...?

"Mom! Are you alright! 5555! Berserker, kill him! How dare he hurt Mom! Unforgivable!"

Hearing his Master, Illya's, roar, Hercules, whose rationality was suppressed by madness, roared like a mad god. He raised his axe sword and his figure, like a mountain, crushed towards Lancer, who was trembling as he stood up.

"That's impossible!"

Irisviel assumed it was her husband, Kiritsugu Emiya, who had responded to her, thus averting the crisis. Her pale, beautiful face was barely half-open when she heard an incredibly familiar voice in her ear. A voice that couldn't possibly be here.

Irisviel immediately recognized it as her daughter's voice, but then shook her head, thinking it must be a hallucination.

Yin Liya should be inside the German castle; it's impossible for her to be here.

But two delicate arms hugged her tightly from behind, forcing her to accept that this was not a hallucination.

"Mommy, Yin Liya misses you so much! 5555~"

Seeing her mother nearly die, Yin Liya cried until her eyes were red, and pressed her body tightly against the back of her mother whom she hadn't seen for ten years.

"Yin Liya?!"

"Yin Liya?"

"impossible!"

Irisviel, Saber, and Kiritsugu Emiya, who was preparing to activate a Command Spell in the distance, all showed expressions of horror, staring incredulously at the suddenly appearing girl.

Although she may have been a little older, they recognized her as Ilyasviel von Einzbern.

"Yin Liya! What are you doing here?"

Irisviel turned around and hugged Illya tightly, asking with deep concern, she could hardly believe her daughter was here. She could never have dreamed of such a scene.

"Irisviel, now is not the time to speak!"

Saber interrupted a mother's concern for her daughter; the predicament had already been resolved by the newly arrived Heroic Spirit. But Gilgamesh was slowly walking towards them.