Otherwise, you can find another savior.

Noticing her change, Shiomi also turned his attention to the car, suppressing his magic power and relying solely on his vision to observe.

A blonde woman who looked only about 150 cm tall got out of the car. She was wearing a black suit, but it didn't look out of place at all. She was a standard beauty in men's clothing.

"Is that... the Servant Saber?" Shiomi was surprised.

His original intention was just to take Morgan for a walk on the street and check the situation in the city, but he didn't expect to run into Saber, the leader of the Three Knights and the one with the best class evaluation, so easily.

But Morgan's reaction went far beyond that.

She knew Saber.

In the Holy Grail War, the Servants' knowledge of each other is a double-edged sword, as it means that their true names will be exposed to each other.

Her class is Saber, and she is someone Morgan knows. And... that pretty face with a heroic look is very similar to Morgan's, the only difference is the skin color and hair color.

Saber was welcoming a woman out of the car with her hand. It was an android of the Einzbern family, named Irisviel von Einzbern.

“Altria Pendragon…” Morgan reported Saber’s real name, “No, in this era, the more popular name should be Arthur Pendragon.”

Shiomi narrowed his eyes. "The holy swordsman who founded the chalk city of Camelot? King Arthur? This is really... the Einzbern family has won the jackpot."

Although there is a saying that the servants that appear in the Holy Grail War will have some chain reactions.

I thought it was nonsense, but now Xi Jian couldn't help but believe it.

"After all, he is your enemy. You decide what to do." Xi Jian said casually, "I don't want any mistakes to happen because of a disagreement."

Then, Morgan activated a distraction concealment magic, "Wait until night comes, then go say hello."

It was obvious that Saber and the Einzbern woman who looked like the Master were traveling with her just wanting to sightsee in Fuyuki City during the day.

That kind of wandering attitude as they lingered in the prosperity of the new capital did not seem like a master and servant coming to Fuyuki to participate in the Holy Grail War.

Until night falls.

Fuyuki Seaside Park.

While watching Irisviel walking barefoot in the sea water on the beach, Altria kept an eye on her surroundings and turned around warily.

"It's already night, there's no one else here." The beautiful woman in men's clothing said in a serious and authoritative voice, "You've been following us for a whole day, is it about time for you to show up?"

Irisviel also stopped and calmly looked from behind Altria to the front of the Servant's line of sight.

In response to Altria's voice, a Servant emerged from his spiritual form.

After seeing it clearly, both Irisviel and Altria showed shocked expressions.

It's just that the reasons are different.

“Same face as Saber…” Irisviel covered her mouth in shock.

Even with the preparations to participate in the Holy Grail War, this situation was too unexpected.

Altria's shock was even greater than this.

"Sister (Ane)..."

"Is it so surprising to see me, Altria?" Morgan was still wearing the modern clothes, with a mocking look in his eyes and eyebrows. "That's a good reaction."

“Saber’s sister… That means you are—” Irisviel responded.

Altria recovered from her shock and stared at Morgan with a frown.

"Since both you and I are Servants participating in the Holy Grail War, it is understandable that we will fight." Altria took a defensive stance, "Even if it's my sister, I don't intend to give in here."

Unlike Altria who was on full alert, Morgan's attitude was still very relaxed, which made Irisviel feel extremely uneasy.

"Be careful, Saber. Her Master hasn't appeared yet, and there's no sign of her presence nearby..."

"It's a pity that my Master is a bit fussy. At this critical moment, he is still thinking about coaxing the child to sleep." Morgan blinked and smiled.

"What are you doing here?" Altria asked.

She clearly felt that there were indeed two auras following her during the day, but when it was almost dark, there was only one left.

Morgan smiled gracefully, "When was the last time you met like this?"

"I don't remember clearly. Ever since I inherited the throne, I have been fighting wars and governing the country. My sister rarely appears in front of me." Altria spoke truthfully.

Morgan looked at Altria with eyes that seemed to show sympathy, yet also sarcasm. "In the end, the Britain you worked so hard to unify is still torn apart."

Having her sore spot touched, Artoria frowned and stared at her sister.

After all, the demise of Britain and the disappearance of the Cretaceous City are closely related to his sister.

But Altria never resented anyone. She only blamed herself for not being strong enough to be a good king.

She knew that Britain would eventually be destroyed, but at least it would be a peaceful demise, not a war-torn one...

"So I'm here, as a Servant, to participate in the Holy Grail War." Altria emphasized, "And what are you here for?"

"You don't need to know, hateful red dragon."

As he spoke, Morgan's clothing changed, magic rolled up, and after the light faded, he appeared in the clothes that Altria was familiar with, but without the veil covering his face.

In her hand she held a spear-shaped wand, with the blade as sharp as a sword pointing at Altria.

"really……"

Without any hesitation, Artoria accepted the fact that she had to go to war with her sister, and the armor made of magic instantly replaced the black men's suit.

Altria deeply understood that she and her sister Morgan were two incompatible beings.

Chapter 9 Morgan vs. Altria

Something is wrong.

This is Altria's most intuitive feeling.

In her opinion, her sister, Morgan, the Fairy Princess of Britain, is a genius who can rival the Flower Magician Merlin.

But that was limited to magic. Even with A-level intuition and A-level anti-magic power, Altria did not dare to rely on these advantages over the Caster class when facing Morgan.

So when faced with Morgan who had declared war, Altria unleashed powerful magic power without hesitation, shortening the distance, which was no more than ten meters, in an attempt to defeat Morgan with one strike.

But... not only was Altria's invisible sword blocked by Morgan, he even swung the magic spear in his hand, blocking Altria's fierce slash and regaining the distance.

Altria gripped the hilt of the sword with both hands, lowered her body's center of gravity, and looked at her sister intently.

She didn't remember her sister being so skilled in hand-to-hand combat, and being able to use a weapon that was both a wand and a magic gun so skillfully.

Historically, her sister gradually withdrew from the stage of history after the destruction of Britain. As for when she died and was recorded in the Throne of Heroes, Artoria did not know.

Did you learn the art of spearmanship after that?

Or maybe... Morgan's class is not Caster? But Lancer?

Thinking of this, Artoria glanced at Irisviel on the beach behind her. She was not Artoria's Master, but only served as the nominal acting Master instead of the original Master who was unwilling to communicate with his Servants.

Without the Holy Grail giving the Master the right to check the Servant's rank, there is no way to know the other party's rank.

"Saber, be careful. I can only help you with healing magic. Other than that..."

Irisviel warned Altria quietly, ignoring the fact that she was still standing barefoot in the cold sea water.

"A quick victory is impossible, and I don't know my sister's true strength." Altria calmly analyzed the current situation, "You are the one, so be careful of her magic."

If Morgan used hand-to-hand combat to contain Irisviel while releasing magic to attack her, Altria would not have time to defend herself.

Morgan, who was already a talented magician, now had the ability to hold his own in hand-to-hand combat. Altria was certain that Morgan, who had been born as a Servant, would be even more difficult to deal with than in his past life.

"You're not going to attack anymore? Then let me do it." Morgan held the magic gun in one hand and hid the gun behind him.

coming soon!

Altria's instinct made her instantly ready to attack.

Irisviel, who witnessed all this, was so shocked that she almost forgot to breathe.

She had originally thought that this would be an overwhelming victory for the swordsman over the magician, a clean one-on-one victory after close combat.

However, the enormous amount of magic power that erupted in the battle was beyond her imagination, and the intensity of the battle was also beyond her imagination.

The collision of a spear and a sword alone could not have set off such a destructive torrent.

Every step I take makes the coast deeply indented.

The wind pressure from every missed swing of the weapon was enough to cut off the tree trunks on the coast.

A strong wind howled past the seashore, and the sea surface, which reflected the moon like a mirror at night, gradually began to stir up waves.

As if not satisfied with the fact that the completely destroyed and impassable coastline would hinder the battle, Altria and Morgan moved the battlefield to the sea.

With the protection of the lake fairies, Altria can walk on the water as if it were flat ground.

Morgan can do the same thing.

Once again, the spear and sword collided, and a huge shock wave detonated the sea surface. The sea water that was shaken into the sky fell like rain later. Irisviel on the coast was not immune and her body was soon soaked.

On the surging sea, Artoria, who was confronting Morgan, felt more and more confused.

The feeling that something was “wrong” became stronger.

The Servant in front of her was indeed Morgan, but he did not completely match the image of Morgan that Altria knew.

There must be some fundamental difference that makes Morgan feel so ambiguous.

Besides that, there is the magic spear.

The gun blade seemed to be of almost the same specifications as Altria's sword.

In other words, her sister—

"Is the class really Lancer?"

"Who knows? Maybe I'm just Caster, but it's hard to say." Morgan raised his left hand, "After all, I am indeed a witch."

In Morgan's palm, magic power quickly gathered into a dark red energy body.

She's going to use magic.

Realizing this, Artoria stomped hard on the sea surface without hesitation and dodged backwards at a high speed.

Just half a second later, a violent explosion occurred where Altria was originally standing.

Launches a magical attack instantly regardless of distance.

It was the same Morgan as expected. A sense of familiarity surged in Altria's heart again.

"If that doesn't work, then let's go from the inside."

Morgan obviously didn't expect that little magic trick to work, so she gently placed her hand on her chest and spoke in a quiet but clear voice.

The five senses of a Servant are far superior to those of ordinary people, and Altria heard it clearly.

Green pistols appeared around Morgan, surrounding her in a circle, and then suddenly all stabbed into her body.

Alice on the shore turned her face away in shock, not daring to look at the scene of Morgan being pierced by those things.

However, the expected scene of Morgan being pierced did not happen. Instead, Altria fell backwards without any warning, half-knelt on the sea, and spit out blood from her mouth.

"Inside...so that's how it is..." Altria coughed a few times.

Irisviel immediately activated her healing magic, "Saber!"

The healing magic was very effective, and the injuries caused by the great magic began to recover quickly.

"Sure enough, magic is a troublesome thing. After taking this attack, only my internal organs were slightly injured." Morgan put the back of his left index finger against his chin and expressed his dissatisfaction calmly.

The pistol that seemed to be stabbing at herself was transferred through space before it touched Morgan's body and stabbed out of Altria's body.

"Morgan..."

Altria had to start considering retreating.

If he were to be hit by that kind of magic twice more, even with Irisviel, he wouldn't be able to hold out.

And, most importantly, if Morgan turned his gun around and attacked Irisviel at this moment, Altria knew that she had no way to defend against such ridiculously talented offensive magic.

But fortunately, Morgan didn't want to use the same magic trick repeatedly, which would be very boring.