Macho Harem Paradise Project

The man agreed with the spearman's words and got ready with both guns.

The knight in armor raised an invisible sword in his hand and pointed it at his opponent.

"Please be careful, I will use healing magic to assist."

Irisviel looked worriedly at the two people confronting each other in front of her.

"Leave the spearmen to me, but the other side's master refuses to show up... maybe he's playing some tricks."

An upright and imposing aura emanated from the legendary Knight King as he entered combat mode.

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"are you awake?"

"Yeah, brother."

The soft and tender voice made people's bones numb. Yang Ming Shuichi gently picked up Sakura from the bed and rubbed her hair.

From her sudden and drastic emotional fluctuations from closing her eyes to opening them, it can be known that Sakura must have had a nightmare. Yangming Shuichi is quite knowledgeable about how to comfort children. At this time, there is no need to say any comforting words. He just needs to pick them up, touch their heads, and let them know that he is here and is with them.

"I am really scared."

"What are you afraid of?"

"What if...what if my brother didn't come..."

"That's not possible. I'm here now, right?"

Gently patting the little girl's back to comfort her, Yang Mingxiu returned to the living room, put the prepared ingredients into the pot and turned on the fire.

If you prepare the ingredients in advance, you can eat right away just by heating them up.

Sakura sat on a stool next to the dining table, sniffing the aroma in the air, smiling and waiting, her cute little feet swaying back and forth.

Soon the young man appeared with food that looked and tasted great, and soon the little guy was captured by the happiness of having his stomach filled.

"elder brother···"

Sitting in Yangming Shuichi's arms, like a kitten craving for the warmth of its owner, Sakura lay on his chest, and every move revealed her dependence.

"I'm here."

"Um···"

?958 View the scenery

——I hope...my brother can always be with me.

After staying in the young man's arms for a while, Sakura shyly looked up. She seemed to realize that her behavior was a little too clingy and was afraid that she would be annoying.

"Do you want to go out and see the scenery?"

"landscape···?"

Now should be time for good children to go to bed, but considering that Sakura just woke up, it would take a while for her to fall asleep. But if he used hypnosis to make her fall asleep, he also felt a strange sense of guilt for leaving a little child alone at home.

"Well, look at the beautiful scenery."

The night in Fuyuki City is not deserted. This is a city built on the mouth of the Miyuan River. People come and go on the streets. Even late at night, the rich nightlife drives people to appear on the streets.

But there was no one near this port.

As the administrator of Fuyuki City, the Tousaka family uses the geographical advantage to guard Fuyuki City. Unlike other cities where magicians and the church are in conflict with each other, the Tousaka family has a very harmonious relationship with the church.

"Kotomine Kirei, did you participate in the war?"

The mahogany door was opened, accompanied by the surprised figure of a man.

"Yes."

As soon as Kirei finished speaking, Tōsaka Tokitoki revealed a strange smile, but he quickly retracted his expression.

This is a drama.

The two men, as master and apprentice, had already planned this, and it turned out to be a ridiculous drama.

This play was performed for the church and all the forces that were paying attention to this war, because just the other night, the assassin summoned by Kotomine Kirei was killed by Archer of the Tōsaka family.

This was the plan that Tōsaka Tokitoki devised after he learned the true name and characteristics of the assassin summoned by Kotomine Kirei.

Anyway, since his apprentice has no desire for the Holy Grail, he might as well be his hidden pawn, who may be used in the future.

As a benevolent mentor, he watched his own servant kill the master of his servant, who was also his apprentice, and chose to preach to him and then let him return to the church for protection and no longer participate in the war.

And today, Tokitoki has summoned his own Servant - Gilgamesh, the oldest hero king.

Surrounded by golden light and looking at everything in the world with pride, Toosaka Tokitoki felt that he had already got the real trump card and that victory in the Holy Grail War was in his hands.

Won!

The role of the disciple assassin was reduced to the lowest point, and Toosaka Tokitoki believed that this servant who could only work in the dark was dispensable.

Although there is no longer a need for an assassin to serve him, there is still such a scene that maximizes the role of this servant.

If the assassin is still alive, all Masters will hide in their own workshops, refusing to be exposed to any view.

They will be afraid, because the existence of this rank will make everyone be on high alert. The night is the stage for assassins, and they will use daggers to stab the enemy's throat under the cover of darkness.

Modern magicians are too vulnerable in front of Heroic Spirits, just like babbling children. In order to prevent being ambushed by assassins, they can only lie dormant.

Among the seven classes in the Holy Grail War, the Assassin is not the strongest, but it is definitely the most deterrent. It gives up the ability to fight other Servants head-on in exchange for the assassination ability that can easily kill the Master.

Now the battle situation is clear.

Information from the church: the last Servant Magician has been summoned, but no Master has appeared. It is even known that there are no Heroic Spirits now, and they are all hiding behind the scenes.

The Einzbern family, one of the three great families, the Matou family, and all the other masters were concerned that the assassin would not show up.

Of course, Toosaka Tokitoki didn't know yet that the heroic spirit he was thinking about was in a fight in Fuyuki City.

"Ding!"

The invisible sword cut through the earth and the surrounding air, and the sound of the air bursting made the spearman smile even more joyfully. He was a hero who also possessed the "chivalry" and was eager to fight with a truly strong man. He felt the pressure he was facing now with great excitement.

——As expected of a swordsman, he fought with perfect precision and there was no flaw to be found.

Since they couldn't see the longsword, they could only roughly judge the direction of the attack by the opponent's movements. This obviously doubled the pressure on the spearman. Not knowing the length and size of the opponent's weapon, this gave him a headache in a battle that relied on skill and flexibility.

He’s a swordsman, the most balanced of the three knight classes... and the most powerful.

The Artoria he was facing at the moment also proved this point. Whether it was strength or speed, defense against attacks, and counterattacks, in addition to making the spearmen sweat profusely, it also aroused a higher desire to fight.

——When it comes to using a spear, he is definitely an expert.

Altria looked at the man who had adjusted his posture and breath, and thought silently in her heart.

There is too little known information. The only information that can be confirmed now is that in history, male knights used two spears, one long and one short. However, there is no guarantee whether the two spears were a tactic to confuse the enemy. Taking this into consideration, more thought must be given.

To a Heroic Spirit, the importance of their true name is almost on a par with their life. Once the true life of a Heroic Spirit is known to others, the legends surrounding their life can be used against them.

"Ding ding ding..."

The spear and the invisible sword kept clashing with each other, and the surrounding ground was cut by the weapons with long cracks. This was only when the two heroes preferred a skill-based fighting method. If a hero who mainly relied on strength came, the surrounding area would most likely be razed to the ground.

The man stroked the sword marks on his face, his expression gradually becoming solemn.

As a spearman, and a specialized tactical Heroic Spirit at that, it is not a wise choice to fight head-on in such an open field against the swordsman with the strongest comprehensive ability. However, this is the pride of the spearman. As one of the few Heroic Spirits who has no desire for the Holy Grail, he just hopes to serve his monarch well and work for him to make up for his regrets.

At the moment when the two heroic spirits were confronting each other, the swordsman's real master, Emiya Kiritsugu, held the Walter WA2000 and was ready to fire 7.62 × 51 mm NATO rifle bullets at any time.

If this kind of bullet hits a human body, it will instantly turn the flesh and blood body into bloody debris. If we have to talk about the lethality, it is no different from a cannonball to a single victim.

Either way it's death.

The magician killer, the magician who is least like a magician, is the swordsman's true master...

?959 Lancer

Emiya Kiritsugu observed the battle situation with his cloudy and indifferent pupils. If hot weapons could be used, even humans would have a chance of defeating the Heroic Spirits.

After all, unless it is a mythical being that is far beyond the norm, or possesses some powerful treasure that can defend itself, even a heroic spirit can be killed in one blow.

Standing on a bridge nearly a kilometer away, Emiya Kiritsugu calmly assessed the situation. If he could use this method to kill Heroic Spirits remotely, it would be a huge help to the battle situation.

The sniper scope with thermal imaging came in handy, and soon while observing the battle as a bystander, he discovered a man standing on the warehouse, spying on the battlefield besides himself.

“Maiya, northeast of Altria, the Lancer’s Master is on the roof of the warehouse.”

"No... this is a blind spot in my direction."

Emiya Kiritsugu's lover, Hisau Maiya, the lady in a tight black suit, put down her gun.

However, a breeze made Emiya give up the idea of sniping immediately, and instead a feeling of uneasiness surged in his heart.

Turning around, the figure he saw through the thermal imaging was the assassin who was killed by an archer yesterday and for whom the Master had applied for protection from the church.

Now we are in a dilemma.

If you open fire and expose your position, you will most likely face attacks from assassins, but if you turn around and attack the assassin, the spearman's master will notice something is wrong and hide immediately.

There is no need to doubt the senses and killing skills of the Heroic Spirits. This is the conclusion Kiritsugu Emiya came to after witnessing two Heroic Spirits fighting head-on.

Intelligence update.

The assassin is not dead, but the church will not deliberately lie to cover up, so it is very likely that the assassin's ability is related to resurrection or clones. Then his death at the hands of the archer also seems somewhat meaningful, and it is very likely a means of concealing the truth.

If we speculate from this, the archers and assassins are already allied.

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This place is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and the terrain is very complex. Here, heroes can display their true strength, while ordinary people will not be allowed to enter by mistake. It is the best choice for wars that are started in secret.

Listening to the sound of waves coming from afar, Yang Mingxiu held Sakura and looked at the sea covered by the night. The waves were sparkling, and at the same time, they looked mysterious and beautiful because they reflected the moonlight.

Without attracting undue attention, Yang Ming Xiuyi did not deliberately conceal his presence, but as a human living in another world, he himself was not as eye-catching as those heroic spirits. He just stood on the beach and admired the sea, not paying too much attention to the fierce battle and undercurrents not far away.

An assassin hiding in the dark, a Master observing, and a hedgehog with golden hair.

The two knights who were in battle were approaching the moving cavalry. As long as they were alive, no matter how hard they tried to hide, they would have nowhere to escape under Yang Mingxiu's golden outer eyes.

It cannot be said that he is omniscient and omnipotent, but he can be said to have left nothing out.

The holy sword hidden by the Wind King's barrier, the twin guns containing curses, the king carrying treasures...

The Holy Grail War is really strange.

It also satisfies the endless debate among many people about the battle between Guan Gong and Qin Qiong.

The spearman had a little difficulty resisting the swordsman's slashing attack. The invisible treasure... and the power wielded by this seemingly petite girl was beyond imagination. The fierce attack made him feel that the spear in his hand was about to be cut in half. Of course, the spear in his hand was worthy of accompanying him in battles for many years and was not cut in half cleanly.

Such a scene also made the masters present feel frightened. Endowed with the ability to see through the attributes of servants by the Holy Grail, Altria's attribute values almost reached A, making her undoubtedly a top servant.

In comparison, the spearmen facing her have fallen into a disadvantage.

Except for their outstanding agility, the spearmen's attributes are almost all inferior to those of the swordsmen. If the battle continues like this, I'm afraid they will be defeated in no time.

However, the spearmen who advocate chivalry will not retreat because of this. Instead, they are full of fighting spirit because of the superior strength of their opponents.

"Although there is no honor in a battle where you can't exchange names, I still want to praise you. You don't show any signs of fatigue at all after fighting for so long. You are truly a heroine."

"No need to be modest, you are also a good shooter, and I am honored to receive your praise."

"Let's stop the game here, Lancer. Don't let the battle drag on any longer."

At this moment, the spearman's master made a secret statement.

"That swordsman is a strong man. Show your treasure."

"Understood, my Lord."

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"Then it's time."

Yangming Shuichi strode away with Sakura, who was admiring the sea view.

"Brother...where are we going?"

"Over there, there are more interesting scenes than the seaside." That is the battlefield, the battlefield of the Holy Grail War, a bloody place of killing. There is no mercy or compassion, only blood splashed when swords pierce through flesh and blood.

The winner will hold the Holy Grail and realize his wish, while the loser can only become dust and return to Valhalla.

Altria stared at the wound on her wrist in a daze. The yellow pistol had pierced her arm tendons, causing her to lose an arm directly, making it impossible for her to exert her true strength.