Miss Surtr will ignite the world

Then, Weber was defeated at the speed of light.

Sword against the light.

Faced with this ultimate counterattack outfit, Rider dared not unleash her Noble Phantasm.

The opponent's Master and Servant are incredibly strong.

If Gray hadn't been with him at the time, this monarch of the Clock Tower would probably have been eliminated in the Holy Grail War in the first round, arriving that day and returning home that very night.

He thought the other person was just an isolated case, but now another one has appeared.

Not only can it fight head-on against monsters like the Berserker, who can easily defeat six opponents just by looking at their stats, but it also has a sword in its hand.

That looks like a Noble Phantasm no matter how you look at it.

When did Noble Phantasms become so worthless? Everyone has one.

He had prepared for this Holy Grail War for ten years, bringing not only the resources and Mystic Codes he had collected over the years, but also shamelessly using his monarch's authority to obtain a magical furnace to power the Rider before leaving.

Furthermore, he also has Gray, who can wield the Holy Lance and possesses combat power comparable to a Servant.

Although the other party secretly followed after being discovered.

If this were a game, he would be considered to be starting with god-tier gear, planning to deliver a devastating blow to the participants of this Holy Grail War.

However, when they actually got on the field, they discovered that this was just the basic setup.

Isn't this number a bit too inflated?

Inhale, exhale. After repeating this several times, Weber finally calmed himself down.

Now is not the time to lament the enemy's strength; it is more important to take this opportunity to observe carefully and find their weaknesses.

However, his eyesight was not good enough to keep up with the two men's movements, so he could only judge who had the upper hand by the brief pauses between attacks and defenses.

Berserker seems to have the upper hand now, while the other one is completely suppressed.

"Rider, have you noticed anything?"

Weber looked at Rider; he was a scholar, not a warrior, so he should ask a professional for advice.

"Um......"

Rider tugged at his beard with his large hand, narrowed his eyes, and spoke after careful consideration.

"That redhead doesn't seem to be going all out. Although he looks like he's being suppressed, he's blocking all the attacks very accurately. He seems ready to counterattack at any moment, but he hasn't made a move yet."

"It's like stalling for time."

Delaying time?

why?

Weber asked himself the question, and then suddenly remembered.

Since the other party is a Master.

So, where did her servants go?

"Rider, have you seen her Servant?"

No, I didn't see it.

Rider shook his head.

Perhaps it was a spirit, or perhaps it wasn't there at all; the distance was too great for him to sense the other's servant at all.

Weber frowned.

Excluding the known Lancer, Rider, Berserker, and the deceased Assassin, the remaining candidates are Saber, Archer, and Caster.

The fact that the opponent didn't appear on the main battlefield suggests they might not be the type skilled in direct combat; they are most likely a Caster.

Waver knew who the next Caster Master would be; he was fairly familiar with the other's summoner, but after coming to Fuyuki, he heard that the other had died.

It seems that Caster has fallen into the hands of that red-haired girl.

Thanks to his friendship with Atram, Webber learned Caster's real name.

Medea, a top magician even in the age of gods.

Berserker is held back by the opponent's Master, so Medea's target will only be...

Waver's gaze fell on Ilya, who was gradually moving further away from Berserker.

Meanwhile, on the streets.

"Hey, Miss Medea, have you arrived yet?"

Surtr shouted in his mind as he caught Berserker's whirlwind greatsword.

"It will take about a minute, please hang in there a little longer."

Medea's voice came from my mind, making unreasonable demands, her flat tone making it seem as if she didn't care about her Master's safety at all.

Since he can still speak with such energy, there shouldn't be any problems.

That's what she thought.

Surtr was clearly not the type to take a beating without fighting back.

Since the other party has no intention of letting me go, I can only ask them to die first.

"One minute, okay?"

Surtr nodded silently. Compared to other Servants who possess various Noble Phantasms, Berserker was quite unassuming.

It has no ultimate weapon, it's just a monster with high stats.

However, Surtr's numerical stats are not much different from his opponent's, so he can handle the situation with relative ease.

If we don't consider killing her and just stalling her, it's not a big problem for her.

"Tell me when you're ready, and I'll kill one of their lives. You can make your move while they're on resurrection cooldown."

Even if Berserker can be resurrected, there will still be a short gap in the resurrection process.

This is the opportunity.

Even if you use a Command Spell to call it back, it won't help.

"By the way, Berserker's Master is the Lesser Grail, so try not to hurt her."

Surtr reminded him.

"Understood, Master. However, I have something else to report."

At the top of the building, a figure in a black robe slowly emerged, his gaze, hidden by a hood, falling on three figures also standing on the rooftop in the distance.

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"Are there other people nearby?"

Surtr was surprised, yet not entirely surprised, upon hearing Medea's report.

They made such a commotion that it wouldn't be surprising if one or two groups noticed.

"Describe their characteristics."

“There were three people. The Servant looked like a hairy red gorilla; the Master was a man in a black suit with long hair; and there was a suspicious guy in a gray robe. I dared not get too close, or I would probably be discovered by them.”

"That's enough."

Surtr thought to himself.

The red-haired gorilla is Iskandar, the Master is Waver, and the gray-robed guy is Gray, no doubt about it.

She had been searching for the Riders group all afternoon without success, but she actually found them here.

And the Master is Waver, the guy who gave up on the Fifth Holy Grail War in the anime has come back.

He not only came by himself, but also brought a disciple with him.

This is not good news.

Iskandar was already a formidable enemy, and now there's Gray who can wield the Holy Lance.

If a real fight breaks out, even the Berserkers in front of them might not be able to defeat them.

On the bright side, at least he didn't move the entire El-Melloi classroom over, which shows he restrained himself.

"Master, shall we continue the operation?"

Medea asked herself.

"They are unlikely to just stand by and watch us get the Berserker."

The other party was unaware of Medea's Noble Phantasm, nor of Illya's identity.

But it's not hard to guess that they want to take action against the emperor.

If you can obtain the Master's Command Seals, you can forcibly form a contract, especially against irrational monsters like Berserkers.

Surtr was already an exceptional player, so how could we just stand by and watch her get another Servant?

What will happen next is largely predictable.

This is a bit tricky.

After all, if an assassination attempt fails on the first try, the subsequent effects will be greatly reduced, and Medea is not a professional assassin.

Should we give up?

But after playing for so long, it would be unsatisfying to achieve nothing.

Now we have such a formidable opponent. We either need to strengthen ourselves or weaken them.

If we cannot obtain the Berserker, then

"Hmm... let's continue with the plan."

Surtr didn't hesitate for long.

"However, just to be on the safe side, we need a backup plan."

"That's quite bold, but I understand, Master."

Responding in his heart, the figure in black robes appeared in the alley.

This is the limit; if we go any further, we'll definitely be discovered.

We need to get rid of those two birds first.

Medea's gaze swept across the street and landed on the white-haired girl who was standing unabashedly by the roadside. Beside her, two familiars, woven from strands of hair like works of art, hovered, keeping watch on their surroundings.

As expected of the Lesser Grail, its magical power is far beyond what ordinary magicians can match. And upon closer inspection, it was discovered that the opponent's body was connected to the city's ley lines, receiving a near-inexhaustible supply of energy.

It can be described as finite yet infinite magic.

A normal Master would probably only get chased and beaten up if they encountered her.

However, Medea felt that the other person's magic skills still needed improvement. Although they were much better than the average magician, they were still too rigid, like copying from a textbook.

This is also a drawback of being an artificial human.

Medea made her assessment of the girl before her, then looked into the distance.

That was the battlefield between the Berserkers and Surtr.

The girl wrestled with the giant, and despite the huge difference in size, she always managed to win with ease.

Although I already knew, my Master is really a monster, actually able to fight Hercules to a standstill.

Medea naturally recognized Heracles, after all, he was the most legendary hero of that era.

Despite being weakened considerably after becoming a Servant, it still possesses the power to sweep across the entire Holy Grail War.

Directly attacking this kind of guy would undoubtedly be a thankless and arduous task.

Perhaps it would be possible with Hydra's venom, but even Medea couldn't conjure that stuff out of thin air.

Thinking this, Medea reached out from under her black robe, and a sharp dagger shaped like lightning was held in her right palm.

"Sigh, I'm supposed to be a caster, so why am I doing this kind of assassin work?"

With a soft sigh, Medea gripped the dagger to her chest and spoke to Surtr in her mind.

"Ready, Master."