The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

Mary said this to herself.

"Otherwise... there's no way to verify my idea."

Tristan's offensive continues.

He seemed to have no energy at all, and continued to shoot his violent and chaotic arrows on the battlefield under the scorching sun, as if he wanted to completely drown Ian and Mary in the "ocean" in this way.

Faced with this fierce attack, Ian had no good solution for a while.

He knew that if he wanted to, he could just use Excalibur Gallatin at maximum power to reverse the situation in an instant.

but--

In that case, even Tristan himself would be completely destroyed by such flames.

Can't do it.

Facing this once gentle poet, Ian still couldn't do it - he always felt guilty towards his fellow Knights of the Round Table.

"Tristan!"

The man roared again.

"Do we have to fight to the death like this?"

"Can't you just sit down and talk?"

"Your suggestion does sound good," Tristan responded while maintaining his firepower. "And you do remind me of an old friend I haven't seen in a while."

"But——"

"The king's order is for me to cleanse this land, so even you, who I feel so familiar with, cannot stop it."

"Ah... a delightful order."

"..."

Even the catchphrase has changed. Ian feels that things may be more complicated than he initially expected.

only--

At this time, something unexpected happened to the man.

Sayaka, who had been sneaking for a long time, finally found an opportunity.

"Lord Ian!"

"I'm here to help you!"

As she said this, Sayaka, the Assassin, emerged from the shadows.

"I've found my chance... This time... I'm definitely going to kill you!"

As she said this, the assassin girl had several more shining daggers in her hands. Their surfaces emitted bursts of black air, and it was obvious that they were covered with poison.

And at such a close distance——

There's no way Tristan could dodge!

Ian was surprised by Sayaka's attack, but was also impressed by her cleverness - after all, she was still a member of Hassan's group of assassins, so it was natural for her to master such skills!

however……

Things did not go as smoothly as the man imagined.

Or should I say...

Tristan wasn't as "fragile" as Ian remembered.

With a sizzling sound——

Sayaka's dagger pierced Tristan's waist mercilessly.

This was the first time in the past few days that she had successfully caused actual damage to the red-haired archer.

"Success!"

"I did it!"

Sayaka shouted like this, but her smile froze in the next second.

because--

Tristan did not fall down from the venomous blow; instead, he burst into laughter.

"Ha ha ha ha--!"

"Poison, what a poison that once made me sad!"

"You are clever, vile Assassin, to know that my weakness is poison."

"But it seems like the past is the past. I am very different now than I was before."

"Ah, a completely ineffective attack, what a delightful thing."

"Wha, what?!"

Before Sayaka could fully understand what Tristan meant, she already sensed a terrifying aura.

The man in front of me is releasing magic!

Then, she understood the meaning of the other person's words - he was just like Ian, not afraid of her poison at all, nor would he be harmed by it.

but!

Different from Ian's feeling of comfort that made the girl completely irresistible, Sayaka felt that the "poison resistance" of the red-haired archer Tristan was not something he possessed, but an unacceptable "gift" that he "obtained" in a very twisted way.

Nausea.

Disgusting.

There is absolutely no way to communicate normally with this person, and even hearing his voice makes me feel sick.

但现在已经迟了。

Boom.

Sayaka and the dagger flew out together, then rolled several times on the scorching ground and hit a piece of broken wall.

"..."

And as Mary watched all this, her eyes seemed to confirm something that she had not had the chance to confirm before.

"Sayaka!" the man shouted.

"I'm fine..." The assassin girl struggled to get up and covered her arm.

Obviously, what she said was good was not as "good" as imagined.

"It has to disappear..."

Sayaka thought so, and then wanted to release the aura blocking power unique to the Assassin class once again.

However, she soon found that she couldn't do it.

I...can't hide my breath!

Tristan seemed to have anticipated all this. He laughed once again, completely losing his previous poetic temperament.

Now he is more like a cruel and ruthless, complete madman.

"Hiding your aura is only useful when others don't know it's yours. Unfortunately, your chance has already run out."

"you……"

Sayaka bit her lip.

The pain in her arm made it difficult for her to move. If her breath hadn't been blocked, she would have...

"You have no right to attack Sayaka!"

Following a roar, Sayaka looked towards the direction where the sound came from - that was where Ian was.

Seeing that the girl he just met was about to be killed, the man no longer hesitated.

He raised the Excalibur Gallatin, the rotating sword of victory that could absorb the power of the sun, and aimed it at Tristan with the determination to kill.

"I'm sorry—"

“But I also have my persistence.”

"Burn! Excalibur Gallatin!"

A whoosh.

Flames as scorching as the sun spun out from the Excalibur Gallatin, turning the air into scorching blocks and burning them all at once.

The ground, unable to withstand such high temperatures, naturally left traces of burns - it was like a "tunnel" left by a giant sandworm passing through.

A red straight line passed through the girl Sayaka's eyes, which represented the light of salvation and protection.

What the first generation master said is correct—

The person who can withstand your poison will also care about you!

Burn that bastard!

Then, go and save your companions!

only--

At this moment, the development of the matter took a direction that neither Sayaka nor Ian had expected.

"All Chains Broken: Aroundight Overload—"

A ray of blue light came from another angle and hit the fire squarely.

The interweaving of water and fire formed a dance of steam at this moment, which unexpectedly brought the foreshadowing of wind and rain to this dry land.

"See you again, Ian Pendragon."

Lancelot said this, and then jumped into the water and appeared beside Tristan.

"Are you also a knight summoned by the king?"

"still--"

"Where are Hassan's companions?"

782. Round Table Civil War! Chief Knight vs. Knight of the Lake! (4k)

"..."

Unlike Tristan, there are much more "things" between Lancelot and Ian.

As early as the Hundred Years of Evil Dragon War, the two had already fought a decisive battle in the castle of another Joan of Arc.

Not to mention……

Ian had witnessed with his own eyes how crazy Lancelot was in trying to avenge him after his death.

That's right.

This is a knight worthy of trust.

It was like this before, and it is probably like this now.

"..."

Faced with Ian's silence, Lancelot's expression became serious.

As a knight raised by the Fairy of the Lake, the sword in his hand is no ordinary item either.

It was also a holy sword from the lake, named Aroundight—it was on the same level as Excalibur and Excalibur Galatine, especially in the hands of a powerful knight like Lancelot.

"It seems——"

"This time, we are still not partners fighting side by side. It's such a pity."

"..."

Sayaka became nervous after hearing this.

After all, this other knight who suddenly appeared seemed very familiar to the Ian he was waiting for in his heart...

If they were to turn against us, it wouldn't be impossible.