That protagonist is trash; I could do better!

"Complete information on Saber and Caster? I can give it to you if you want, but we've only just started investigating them and haven't made any substantial progress yet."

The red gemstone continued to transmit confirmation.

Father Kotomine nodded: "No problem, I'll send someone over immediately."

Chapter 183 A Chance Encounter

In the magnificent main hall of Yggdrasil Castle, the Masters and Servants of the Yggdrasil family gathered, their faces grim and somber, having all suffered greatly in the battle the previous night.

The clan leader, Danic, stepped forward, leaning on his jeweled staff, and looked around at the Masters in the main hall. He said slowly, "Last night, we lost one Servant, while the enemy lost two. Although we had the advantage, the victory was not actually won by our Yggdrasilia clan."

"On the main battlefield, we will also have difficulty dealing with the infighting between the enemy Archer and Lancer."

"Your Majesty, please forgive my presumption, but I believe that the only way to seize an opportunity is to take the initiative and at least destroy the enemy's stronghold. If Lancer is willing to cooperate, it should not be difficult to do so." Danic respectfully asked for instructions from the young Gil sitting on the throne beside him.

Young Gil looked troubled: "Even if you say that, it's already quite difficult for me to persuade the goddess of the underworld to cooperate... By the way, Assassin, can you find an opportunity?"

Li Shuwen stood with his hands behind his back, as upright as a pine tree, and shook his head as he replied, "The Lancers on the other side have excellent perception. When I enter their territory, I will be discovered very quickly and will not be able to find an opportunity. However, we have already located one of their strongholds."

Enkidu possesses an A++ level of aura perception. By exploring the flow of the earth, he can detect even Li Shuwen in his circle state when he gets close enough.

"That's fine. Tonight we'll try to take the initiative. I'll be responsible for interfering with Lancer. If he fights me, he won't have the extra ability to find Assassin's existence. You'll be responsible for eliminating the Red Team's Master."

"Understood." Li Shuwen nodded happily.

Rider Astolfo excitedly raised his hand: "Yes~ yes~ then what should I do?"

"Do whatever you like," Young Gil casually ordered.

Astolfo was very dissatisfied with the perfunctory words. He puffed out his cheeks and muttered, "It sounds pretty good, but am I being used as cannon fodder? How heartless!"

"What I mean is to make the most of your strengths."

Astolfo's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest, nodding repeatedly: "I see, I understand. Please leave it to me! Heh heh, I'm quite confident in my luck and ability to survive."

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Leaving the Underworld and passing by the Yggdrasil Castle, Hall saw the Yggdrasil magician, Berserker's Master Koles, sitting on the grass in a daze.

As a magician, his appearance and demeanor were too ordinary; he wore black-rimmed glasses and was the kind of person you wouldn't notice in a crowd.

“This type of setting is often most suitable for the protagonist. Even if he is not the protagonist, his role and ending will inevitably be similar, just like Waver in the Holy Grail War of Fuyuki City.” Hall thought to himself idly, his expression slightly changing. He noticed the preoccupied look on Koles’ face and became even more concerned that he had lost his Master status.

Koles is no longer a Master; either he has used up all his Command Seals, or his Servant has left the game.

Hall nodded to Saber beside him, signaling her to wait there, and went up to greet Corres: "You are the Master of Yggdrasilnia, right? We met in the castle hall last time."

Koles hurriedly stood up, seemingly flattered by Hall's greeting: "My name is Koles. Yes, we've met before. You are an ally of our clan, Mr. Hall."

"what happened?"

Koles's face darkened, and he forced a smile, saying, "You noticed, Berserker was defeated last night when fighting the enemy Servant. As a Master, I still have many shortcomings, which is why this happened, and there's nothing I can do..."

Hall stroked his chin thoughtfully. Berserker Frankenstein, or Frankenstein for short, was one of Hall's favorite Servants, and he felt quite sorry for her departure.

However, as expected, Berserker Frankenstein's performance as a Servant is only third-rate. His base stats are among the lowest in the Berserker class, and his Noble Phantasm's maximum output is barely B-rank, even with self-destruction.

Both are self-destructing Noble Phantasms, but compared to that, a certain cheerful archer is much more useful. His stats are at the level of a first-class Servant, and when necessary, his Noble Phantasm can be upgraded from B++ to A level. Furthermore, the concept of his Noble Phantasm can even be upgraded to a Noble Phantasm against a nation.

His self-destruction and exit were swift and decisive, transforming into the seven-colored light of a shooting star, giving people hope.

Hall glanced at the bouquets blooming on the grass and sighed, "I remember Berserker often spacing out here. I often saw him when I passed by during the day."

Koles nodded bitterly: "She likes flowers, even though she was summoned as a Berserker. She is unexpectedly delicate and sensitive... I'm sorry, I seem to have said too much."

"Don't worry about it. This is the Holy Grail War. It's normal to lose. Our opponents are the Mage's Association, and all our Masters are excellent mages. Were there any other Servants who left last night?"

“Last night we were on the defensive and only barely managed to hold on under the King’s cover. Mr. Hall, I heard from others that you took down two of their Servants. Is that true?”

"The opponent's Caster and Berserker."

Koles smiled wryly and bowed to Hall: "I am deeply ashamed. With such a powerful ally as you, our Yggdmirena race is not entirely without hope."

"As long as your king gets serious, winning won't be difficult." Hall smiled, patted him on the shoulder encouragingly, and turned to leave.

In the castle courtyard, Saber pushed out the brand-new motorcycle that Hall had extorted from Gilgamesh the young. The one from last night had been overused with magic and was basically scrap metal. Gilgamesh had used the Gate of Babylon to repair it, and he had complained a little: "You should cherish and use things you borrow from others."

Given that Hall had dealt with Caster Cú Chulainn and Berserker Lancelot last night, young Gilles was quite generous, giving Hall not only the motorcycle but also many high-quality gems that are hard to find in modern times as materials for his spells. If they were auctioned by the Magicians' Guild, each one would fetch at least several million dollars.

Saber's body erupted with azure magic, and her clothes transformed from ordinary women's casual wear into a striking black suit. Her golden hair was tied in a ponytail, and her androgynous attire combined with her imposing aura made her appear distinctly female, yet she was equally devastating to both men and women.

The two got on the motorcycle one after the other, and Saber asked, "Master, how was that restaurant in West Street we went to today?"

"West Street, you mean that Western restaurant?"

"Yes, the food there is quite good and should suit Lancer's taste."

"You decide. I'm not picky about food."

Boom!

The engine roared, and the motorcycle sped away, leaving everyone else in the dust.

More than ten minutes later, the two arrived at the bustling streets of Tulipas. After parking their motorcycles, Hall and Saber encountered an unexpected person just as they reached the restaurant entrance.

"what."

"what!?"

The red team's Saber Mordred and her Master Shishikai Kairi.

People were coming and going around, creating a lively atmosphere, but the tension between them was frozen, ready to explode at any moment.

Chapter 184 The Shura Field (Part 2)

Wow, what an unexpected coincidence!

Hall glanced at Saber beside him out of the corner of his eye and saw that the King of Knights was calm and his pretty face showed no emotion. He didn't seem to care about encountering his daughter Mordred.

In contrast, Mordred was like a cat with its fur standing on end, clenching her teeth, her shoulders trembling and her fists clenched, as if she could not restrain herself from rushing up to fight Saber to the death at any moment.

It's daytime now, and we're on a busy street with lots of people. If the two Servants start fighting again, it will inevitably involve a lot of innocent people and will definitely attract Ruler's attention.

There's no point in fighting here.

Hall stepped forward and greeted the burly magician, Lion Robber Kairi, who wore sunglasses and had a menacing appearance, with a smile: "Oh, what a coincidence, you're here to eat too?"

"Forehead."

Shizi Jieli was also taken aback by the unexpected encounter. Seeing that Hall did not intend to make a move, he breathed a sigh of relief: "This is one of the most famous restaurants in Tulifas."

Hall suggested, "It's daytime now, and there are so many people watching. Let's just pretend we didn't encounter anything."

Lion Jie Li chuckled and agreed, "I think so too. Let's go find the next restaurant."

"and many more!"

Mordred, with an unyielding tone, glanced at Lion's Den with displeasure: "Hey, Uncle, why are we the ones leaving? Doesn't it make us look like we lost?"

"Why do you always insist on your individuality in places where you shouldn't?" Shizi Jie Li said helplessly, scratching the back of his head.

Mordred turned her face away and waved her hand impatiently: "Shut up, mind your own business! I'm eating here today, and if I want to leave, you'll have to make way."

The hot-tempered female knight glared at Hall and Saber.

After several attempts to persuade Mordred, the Lion Robbery Realm Leader, seeing that Mordred still refused to budge, shrugged at Hall and apologized with a headache: "Sorry, as you can see, I don't know what to do with this guy either."

Hall looked at Saber behind him for her opinion, a faint smile playing on his lips. This development was truly... fantastic.

Meeting the Master's malice-laced gaze, Saber sighed softly, "Master, this place is fine. You can hardly find better food in other restaurants."

Hall smiled and extended an invitation to Shizi Jieli: "Then, how about we get together? It's a rare occasion for two Knights of the Round Table to reunite; such a coincidence is truly a miracle."

"Alright."

Shishikage Kairi slapped his forehead, a sense of unease and helplessness washing over him. Damn it, a miracle? Two Knights of the Round Table, one a Knight King, the other a traitorous knight who murdered his father. Did the Master of the Black Faction not know what his situation was?

Shishikai Kairi knew about what happened yesterday; two of the Black faction's Servants were defeated by the combination in front of him.

He might be okay against one opponent, but against Hall and the Knight King together, he'd be nothing more than easy prey. Mordred had also lost to the Knight King before.

The two entered the restaurant one after the other, and Saber, who was following behind Hall, couldn't help but complain: "Master, why do you always like to do these boring things?"

She didn't speak, but used magic to exchange information through the connection between Master and Servant.

The Knight King's brows furrowed slightly, and he was not as calm as he had appeared at first.

Hall chuckled. "Boring? I invited them to dine with me because I thought it would be interesting."

"Although I am your servant, I am not a puppet for you to manipulate," Saber said irritably, throwing away her usual politeness towards Hall.

Hall innocently defended himself: "Didn't you say you wanted to eat here? You insisted on staying here just now too."

"Don't use such a lame excuse. I know exactly what Master is thinking now."

"My abilities are not great enough to arrange the enemy Master. Well, I don't deny that I wanted to see the current situation. Isn't it good?"

"What an excessive Master."

After Hall found a seat, Mordred, whether intentionally or unintentionally, sat down in the seat next to Saber, her eyes locked in a fierce confrontation.

Saber picked up the menu and waited for the waiter to come over before ordering: "Roasted potatoes, vegetable soup, apple pie, ribeye steak, pasta, sesame pumpkin soup, French toast, ham sandwich..."

Mordred retorted, "Tomato and bacon pasta, apple pie, potato sandwich, pumpkin soup, well-done steak, pan-fried salmon, cheese pizza..."

The sheer number of dishes ordered by each person left the waiter in charge of taking notes questioning his life choices; the amount of food was enough to host a small banquet.

The waiter confirmed several times before calling the restaurant manager to confirm that the food would be served.

While waiting for the food to be served, the rebellious knight Mordred spoke in a loud and sarcastic tone: "Hmph, King of Knights, I heard you defeated Berserker last night. How was it? Could you feel that guy's anger? To be summoned in such a manner, hailed as the best Knight of the Round Table, and then have to fight against the king you once served—don't you find that ironic?"

Saber sat upright at the dining table and said calmly, "In the Holy Grail War, each side is on its own. As a Servant of the Red side, Lord Lancelot's actions were not improper and did not violate the code of chivalry. After fighting him, I understand Lord Lancelot's thoughts."

Mordred burst into laughter: "That guy's idea? Hahahaha, that's ridiculous. No, I should say, as expected of the perfect Knight King, even in the 21st century, he's still saying things like that."

"Lord Mordred, is there anything funny about this?"

Mordred scoffed: "There's a lot to it. Everything about you as the King of Knights makes me want to laugh, which is why I want to destroy your kingdom and ruin everything you have."

"Is that so?" Saber remained calm.

At this moment, Mordred noticed Hall, who had been smiling and sizing her up from the beginning, and said with disgust, "Why have you been looking at me with that disgusting look since just now? Should I gouge your eyes out with my sword?"

Saber's blue eyes grew cold: "Watch your words, Lord Mordred. The only reason we haven't attacked you here is because of the Master's orders."