Chapter 653: Crossover: Sweet Dreams and the Holy Grail (21)

"Are you going to sacrifice yourself? Or draw swords before me? You can use the remaining time to discuss. But if you keep hesitating, the bomb will explode, okay?"

Upon hearing, Shajin also feigned helplessness and spread his hands: "Sigh, finally meet a fellow enthusiast, and no fan perks?"

The Archer next door said lightly: "Master, you heard it too. Choose one—should I saw off your left leg? Or your right leg? To be honest, if it were buy‑one‑get‑one, I'd rather saw off the arm that has the command spell."

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fate/Wei Ming family's meal.

"Although this sounds odd on other Servants, coming from Archer it's surprisingly fitting."

"Indeed."

It seems everyone has gotten used to Yuan Sa Lin and Archer's bickering, so Archer's jokes toward the Master no longer seem strange.

"If Archer doesn't use a barrier right now, isn't the simplest, most direct way to deal with Assassin to rely on Shajin?" Shirou asked curiously; he was eager to see Shajin fight a Servant with a localized bonus.

"The local bonus only works if the opponent is a famous film director, right? For a heroic spirit whose real name is known by only a few, the bonus is probably limited, and, as far as I know Archer, he would never act in such a situation."

Yuan Sa Lin offered a different view; she knows Archer's temperament well—once he can't stay out of it, he'll definitely prioritize preserving his strength.

It's like a gun loaded with bullets; as long as the gun doesn't fire on its own, it's the greatest threat. Conversely, if he rashly strikes and is blocked by Assassin or the old Lao Ao Di behind him seizes his power, that would be the worst predicament.

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"Hey! You're at least my Servant, so could you at least consider sawing off Xing's leg?" Shajin immediately turned his head, "Wait, old friend, don't look at me like that; I'm just kidding."

"Everyone, don't fall into the enemy's rhythm and be led by the nose. The more chaotic the moment, the more you must stay calm."

Xing thought briefly: "Then I have no choice but to have my leg sawed off."

Archer: "Let's just vote. I'll cast my vote for my flamboyant Master."

Saber glared at Archer in irritation: "Hey, stop adding insult to injury. You've already realized the real answer, haven't you? A room you can't leave and a bomb about to explode—yes, it sounds serious, but… logically, as a Servant you could just split the door open, right? Master, step back two paces."

With Saber's angry shout, the lock "click"ed and broke, and the great door swung open.

"Master, stand by my side. I don't know what that Assassin intends… but this place is still dangerous."

Ge Ruidi snorted coldly: "Choosing outright violence in a horror film, otherworldly heroic spirits really have no sense of art! As a blonde beauty, shouldn't you actively take on the role of screaming and waiting for a hero to rescue you?"

Saber was rather disdainful: "That half‑hearted Assassin, once I stand before you, scream as loudly as you wish; whoever saves you is fine."

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Fate/Zero.

"Hmm… she's an acquaintance of yours, Master?"

In the dark depths of the sewer, rot and blood mingled in the damp air. Yu Sheng Longzhijie idly kicked a nearby iron barrel, producing a clang, and looked up at Saber in the sky, puzzled why the Master held such a strong obsession with her.

Behind him, shadows writhed violently. Ji Er De Lei—Caster, his protruding eyeballs trembled at an abnormal high frequency, tears streaming down his cheeks. His sharp nails were buried deep in his palm, yet the blood on his hands didn't hurt him; instead… he felt ecstatic!

At one time, his thoughts on the Saint's resurrection were only vague fantasies; now he finally sees a tangible form—it's a miracle! The embodiment of his countless days and nights of wishes!

"Joan… Joan…" his voice sounded like a broken bellows, mixed with ecstatic and painful gasps, "Undoubtedly! That's her! That holy bearing, that dignified visage! Ah, even if I must cross the world's barrier, the sky's obstruction, I will never mistake my Saint!"

Yet his ecstasy quickly turned to confusion. His two eyes darted back and forth between the sky above and the direction of Einstein Bellen Castle.

"But why… why are there two Joans? Still, she's resurrected! She truly is resurrected! My Saint has not abandoned this filthy world, nor has she abandoned the dreamland above! Ah… my Joan…"

His gaze unintentionally swept the corner, where dozens of children's corpses were haphazardly piled—originally, to resurrect Joan, he had sacrificed even more children, but perhaps due to his devotion, the miracle of Joan's "resurrection" arrived twice at once.

However, those offerings could no longer capture his attention. At this moment he spread his arms, as if to embrace the phantom in the sky.

"I must go meet her… meet the girl of my destiny!" he muttered, his speech so rapid it was barely discernible, "First, the Joan who descended in this world, then the other one in that world… Ah, I understand, this is a miracle bestowed upon me! My Saint… please wait for me…"

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"Ge Ruidi sneered at Saber's threat: 'You have to come right up to me! Because of your recklessness, the hotel's chainsaw demon has already been awakened. Protagonist, it's your turn now!'"

Upon saying that, the chainsaw robot in the center of the room wobbled to its feet.

Chainsaw Si Ke Te: "Kye Kye Kye Kye Kye Kye~ Want to run? Did you ask the Protagonist for my opinion?"

"Are you a dog‑skin plaster stuck to me?"

"As the star of this horror film, I'll personally tear you all apart!" Si Ke Te surveyed his dual chainsaws with satisfaction, "See the chainsaws in my hands? With Assassin's power infused, these two poison‑coated chainsaws can unleash three invincible slashes in an instant! Two chainsaws equal six strikes!"

"With my Secret Sword: Chainsaw Return, even if you sprout wings, you won't escape from here!"