My two-dimensional resident

"Another mongrel has arrived! Damn it! But it's all in vain! I, the oldest and noblest king, will surely kill all of you mongrels today!"

The golden boots clanged against the broken ground with a metallic thud. The surrounding flames and smoke parted to make way for him.

Gilgamesh approached the three of them step by step.

His expression kept changing: arrogant, manic, furious, and grinning... If the Berserker hadn't already appeared, no one present would have objected to Gilgamesh being mistaken for the Berserker.

He was now furious. One after another, these scoundrels ignored his authority and even dared to provoke him and steal his treasures.

This was a humiliation he had never felt before.

"Saber, can you still fight?"

Seeing Gilgamesh walking towards them, Irisviel, who was holding Illya tightly in her arms, trembled with nervousness in her voice.

"I..."

Saber wanted to say yes, but in reality, she was struggling. One of her hands had been pierced by Lancer's "Destroying Yellow Rose," and the curse prevented it from healing, leaving her with very little fighting power.

As Gilgamesh drew ever closer, she had her first thought about what her Master was doing.

"Mom, don't worry. I have companions!"

Compared to Saber and Irisviel, Illya seemed quite relaxed in the face of Gilgamesh's arrival, and her hatred for him was written all over her face.

Because he interrupted her reunion with her mother, what a touching mother-daughter meeting!

He was interrupted by that mad dog, Gilgamesh!

Seemingly in order to allow Illya to better reveal her mystery to her mother and Saber, the Berserker Lancelot, who has re-established his master, reappears before Gilgamesh.

"Damn it! You cowardly thief! You mongrel! Prepare to die!"

Seeing the person who had caused him to lose his position as a streetlight reappear before him, Gilgamesh was furious, and endless hatred was revealed on his face.

The Gate of Babylon was activated again, and the golden halo behind him reappeared, as countless swords, spears, and halberds shot towards Lancelot.

"this!"

Seeing Berserker, who had previously been hostile towards them, reappear and help them hold off Gilgamesh, both Saber and the Emiya couple, unaware of the situation, showed shock and confusion.

Yes! A husband and wife.

In the distance, Kiritsugu Emiya's arm, adorned with Command Seals, was raised in mid-air, forgetting to lower it to grip the sniper rifle. Through the sniper's lens, he saw the newly arrived Servants helping him out of trouble, and his barely perceptible smile turned somewhat bitter.

......

On the edge of the battlefield, amidst the ravaged ruins of flames, a massive bull-drawn chariot emerged from the river breeze.

"Haha! How exciting! Is this the Holy Grail War? It's so interesting, isn't it, Waver!"

On a nearby chariot, watching the four heroic spirits locked in fierce combat, the Conqueror King laughed heartily and patted Waver on the shoulder.

"Wang...this is terrifying! Let's go back, or we'll die!"

Having finally managed to control his weak and powerless body and struggle to stand up, Weber was then slapped back into the chariot by the Conqueror's giant hand.

At this moment, his face was filled with nothing but fear and despair. This expression had remained unchanged since he first entered the battlefield.

The only difference was that the tears in her eyes had stopped flowing.

"Foolish! Now is the perfect time to gather intelligence on the enemy, how can we run away like the defeated!"

"Can..."

Weber was devastated; he now deeply regretted participating in this so-called Holy Grail War.

......

"Damn it! Lancer, I order you to retreat!"

High above the building, Kenneth, hiding inside the clock tower, watched as his servant was relentlessly defeated by unfamiliar Heroic Spirits. A strong sense of crisis welled up within him.

Now that the Command Seals have dissipated, Lancer no longer needs to carry out the order to kill Saber. For some reason, he repeatedly urged Lancer to withdraw from the battlefield, but the other party consistently ignored his orders.

Instead, he fought the unfamiliar heroic spirit as if he had gone mad.

He would never understand chivalry, and he had no idea how terrible the consequences of his orders would be.

Lancer's heart is dead now; he only wants to preserve his last honor as a knight and die on the battlefield.

"waste!"

"Useless! Useless! Damn Waver, if it weren't for you, you thief, how could I possibly have such a useless Servant!"

Kenneth continued to curse, while looking down at the two remaining Command Seals on the back of his hand, his ferocious expression turning grim once more.

Rebirth of a Financial Tycoon

If a Command Seal is used, Lancer will definitely retreat. But to make Lancer retreat would be to waste a precious Command Seal.

Kenneth hesitated. Losing a Command Seal meant losing an ace in the Holy Grail War.

He came here for the Holy Grail, not to rescue disobedient Servants.

Chapter 109 Play it safe and don't be reckless, unless there's a girl around (Bonus chapter for 200 average subscriptions)

"Throughout history, spearmen have followed the wrong master. With an incompetent master like you, even Lu Bu could be killed by you!"

A strange, disdainful voice rang out from the shadows behind them.

Kenneth was startled and quickly turned his head. He saw a dark sword shadow appear in front of him.

"what!"

The sword shadow vanished in an instant. Kenneth's vision blurred, and he felt an excruciating pain in his wrist. Before he could figure out what was happening, blood gushed out.

"Hmm, only two Command Seals left. What a waste!"

Lin Tian sheathed the sword he had taken from Lancelot. He leisurely walked up to Kenneth and, under his shocked expression, calmly picked up the severed hand that had fallen to the ground.

He looked at the two Command Seals on the back of his severed hand, a look of great regret on his face, and shook his head.

"You! Who are you?"

Kenneth was furious when he saw the other man holding his severed hand. He wanted to use magic to repel the stranger, but with only one hand, it was impossible for him to perform magic successfully.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage, fear gripped his face, which was contorted with rage. He forced himself to retreat a few steps, creating distance between himself and his opponent, despite the pain.

Losing a Command Seal means losing control of your Servant. Kenneth never expected to be ambushed by a stranger.

The Vegetable-Growing Skeleton's Expansion into a Foreign Land

Staring intently at the other person gripping his severed right hand, the three scarlet Command Seals filled him with despair.

The mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.

He couldn't believe he'd been ambushed by a magician participating in the war. He'd hidden himself perfectly, surrounded by magical barriers.

why?

Why did he appear behind me?

Peng!

Kenneth retreated again, but the wall behind him left him with nowhere to go.

"You should know very well who I am. Do you even need to ask?"

Seeing Kenneth, one of the twelve monarchs from the Clock Tower, looking like a defeated dog, Lin Tian, ​​who wanted to kill him, could no longer muster the desire to kill.

"The Clock Tower, I've heard they have a lot of wool there. If we really kill him, it'll be difficult to handle if the Clock Tower becomes unhappy."

After all, I'm here to treat Erza's eyes. The Clock Tower is such a large organization; there must be some capable people among them.

So you spared Kenneth's life in exchange for the Clock Tower's friendship?

Anyway, I already have the Command Seals, so killing him or not makes no difference...

With a thought, Lin Tian unleashed the fourth technique of the Binding Spell. A beam of light bound Kenneth together.

"you!"

Kenneth's anger had subsided, replaced by fear of Lin Tian and dread of the unfamiliar "magic".

As one of the twelve monarchs of the Tower of Time, he was quite knowledgeable. While he couldn't say he could cast every spell in the world, he was familiar with most of them.

But faced with Lin Tian's ghostly magic, he couldn't tell what kind of "magic" it was.

Could it be magic?!

"I accept your Command Seals, and Lancer is mine now. From this day forward, you are eliminated. Take your wife back to the Clock Tower in peace. I'll come back to you after the Holy Grail War is over!"

Remember, if you don't want to die, etch my words into your soul. Don't harbor any illusions. This rope will disappear in ten minutes; use that time to think things through.

To intensify Kenneth's fear of him, Lin Tian raised his left hand, and a ball of flame appeared in his palm.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the apple-sized flame flew towards Kenneth's severed wrist, charring the exposed muscles, blood vessels, and other tissues to prevent him from bleeding to death.

"what!"

The burning of his severed wrist brought Kenneth unprecedented pain; he screamed and then fainted.

"What? This is the monarch? He seems so weak! I just wanted to scare him a little."

Lin Tian pouted in disappointment, then waved his left hand, and the ball of flame flew back into his body.

Without much concern for the unconscious Kenneth, Lin Tian grabbed the Command Seal and ran towards the center of the battlefield.

"Yinliya, what did you say? You said you're a participant in the Fifth Holy Grail War ten years from now, but for some reason, you ended up here?"

Because the adorable Rabbit Island was too mysterious, Yin Liya had no choice but to explain to her mother, whom she hadn't seen for many years, why she herself didn't know why she had come here.

With Lancelot and Hercules helping to fend off Lancer and Gilgamesh's attacks, Irisviel finally had the chance to chat with her enlarged daughter.

When she learned that the daughter in front of her was from ten years in the future, her instinct was to refuse to believe the explanation.

But looking at her daughter, who was both familiar and somewhat unfamiliar, her common sense began to crumble as she tried to understand that Yin Liya had indeed come here ten years later.

"Mom! I miss you so much. 5555~"

More than her mother's shock, Yin Liya longed for her mother's warm embrace at this moment. She buried her head greedily in her mother's chest, expressing her longing for her mother.

Forget the Holy Grail War, all she cares about now is her mother!

“Irisviel, we Heroic Spirits have no concept of time and space. Each time we are summoned, the era is different. I think the same is true for Illya. It was because of some powerful and unknown force that she came here.”