Chapter 47

【"You still require him to put down his weapon and fight you fairly with bare hands?"】

【"..."】

【Medusa fell into silence.】

【Her current state is quite bad.】

【She was wounded in the duel with Archer earlier and also consumed physical strength.】

【Even without any time to adjust her breath, she engaged in melee combat with the strongest Saber-class Servant.】

【Continuing to fight like this is no different from chronic suicide!】

【But thinking of her own disgusting Master...】

【Medusa's tightly frowned eyebrows relaxed, and her expression gradually calmed down.】

【Perhaps Wang Zhi thought he was doing it very secretly, but how could he escape the perception of a Heroic Spirit?】

【From the basement worm pit, when the wind blows, it will spread a thick rotten smell.】

【Such a notorious villain, even she, the vicious snake demon in ancient Greek mythology, is unwilling to assist; returning to the Throne of Heroes seems to be a good destination.】

【For Medusa, death is not a terrifying end to life.】

【However...】

【Even if she dies, she must fight to the death upright after trying her best to exhaust everything!!】

【Rider's beautiful dark purple eyes flashed, and mana began to surge in her eyes.】

【The terrifying Mystic Eyes of the highest grade A ——.】

【Slowly awakened...】

This tragic tone of "the wind is bleak and the water is cold" instantly diluted people's disgust for Medusa.

People sighed.

The Observer Network bullet comments also flew up, countless people venting their complex moods.

"Is this scene going to get a lunch box?"

"She doesn't feel as cold and vicious as in Greek mythology."

"I also think she should be a gentle and soft-hearted person."

"Not happy QAQ..."

"Medusa is so good, following Cheng-ge is simply a pity..."

"R-jie: What kind of ghost animal Master is this?"

"Looking closely now, Medusa is actually still very good-looking."

"More than good-looking, that is simply as beautiful as a fairy in a painting!"

"Cute, silent, big-breasted big sister, who doesn't like it!!"

"Hope R-jie doesn't die..."

"Sigh, forget it, if R-jie doesn't die, Wang Zhi, this disgusting thing, will pick up the Holy Grail."

"If Luo-kun was

"What a bad match!"

42. Pseudo-Spiral Sword (Caladbolg II), Cease Fire, Mysterious Figure!

The camera pans again, arriving at the bright, clean skyscraper under the leisurely moonlight.

The Archer pair stands atop it, both raising their brows slightly, looking down at the battle with abandon.

Compared to the cynical, dashing youth, a trace of nostalgia appears in the female Heroic Spirit's eyes, followed by a soft sigh.

How many years have passed? Seeing this scene again still brings much emotion.

【As if her heart were wavering, she shed tears while smiling, containing a wordless sorrow.】

【But she calmed herself in an instant, her thoughts turning into a sword; she swung the blade to sever her sentimental ties, and the wisps of thick nostalgia dissipated into the breeze.】

【Her past has already been buried in that ancient history, unknown to all, sung by none.】

【Only when wielding the Unlimited Blade Works does she suddenly realize her own origins.】

【That ancient white-haired female Heroic Spirit laughed at herself and sighed softly: "Master, are you not planning to intervene?"】

【"From the current perspective, Saber's Master is easy to control. You saved her life; killing Rider and forming an alliance with Saber is the best choice."】

【"No need."】

【Luo Shu crossed his arms and smiled contentedly: "I like watching women fight the most."】

【The cold wind whistled, blowing the hem of his dashing moon-white robe.】

【Just then, the dashing young master, in white, smiles at the beautiful face.】

【The white-haired female Heroic Spirit became interested and raised an eyebrow: "What if I want to kill Rider?"】

【"Then kill her; just follow your heart."】

【The youth dressed in moon-white feathered robes chuckled, completely indifferent.】

【He has no great desire for the Holy Grail; he only joined the war due to his status in the Three Families, and also with the idea of testing his own magecraft practice.】

【The Servant has no intention of betrayal, so why not let her do as she pleases?】

【After all, since she came in response to his summons, she naturally longs for victory.】

【Why bother stopping her?】

【"My Master is truly an incredible mage."】

【The white-haired female Heroic Spirit smiled, though her gaze was fixed earnestly below.】

【Then, accompanied by beautiful blue arcs of light erupting on her hands, the B+ grade Noble Phantasm Kanshou and Bakuya were projected into her hands; the two blades, one black and one white, further set off an elegant style.】

【"Click—."】

【In Luo Shu's surprised gaze, the hilts of Kanshou and Bakuya joined together.】

【Accompanied by the surging cold mist, they actually formed a longbow, black and white throughout, as clear as glaze.】

【The white-haired mature woman's gaze was as sharp as an eagle's; she pulled the bowstring with one hand, and endless magical energy poured into the bow body, as if the spirit of a powerhouse capable of shaking the firmament were overflowing.】

【"—Pseudo-Spiral Sword (Caladbolg II)!!"】

【She chanted the incantation softly, mysterious and profound, as eye-catching as a vortex.】

【From her palm, a spiral sword with gorgeous patterns emerged.】

【This is the magic sword held by the Irish hero Fergus mac Róich, passed down in Celtic mythology; the prototype is an A+ grade Noble Phantasm, and its holder was the foster father of Cú Chulainn, also a hero of Celtic mythology.】

【Archer improved it to be used as an arrow, a product of projection.】

【Cú Chulainn bears the fate of inevitably being defeated once before this sword. In other words, this sword can also be said to be Cú Chulainn's natural enemy.】

The moment the label was seen, people all over the world burst into laughter.

"If this isn't targeting my Dog Brother, what is?"

"Hilarious, Dog Brother is truly miserable."

"Cú Chulainn: If you're a man, let's have a proper fight!"

"Archer (pulling out the Spiral Sword): Where is my son? Come here and die!"

"This white-haired female Heroic Spirit is too awesome. From the famous Eastern Kanshou and Bakuya to the magic sword of Celtic mythology... she can project them all. This span is just too big!"

"I suspect she has a massive weapon vault and can project every Noble Phantasm in the world!"

"Good heavens, if that's the case, what exactly is her identity?"

"Could it be the legendary oldest king, the Hero King Gilgamesh who possesses all the treasures in the world?"

"Hiss, that's very possible!"

"Doesn't that mean Lord Luo is guaranteed to win?"

"It's in the bag, it's in the bag!"

……

The footage continues.

【The noble young master in white was also somewhat surprised, resting his chin in thought.】

【"To think she could even project this kind of Noble Phantasm; she really gives me quite a few surprises..."】

【At the top of the building, the white-haired mature woman had a solemn look; her fair hand placed the spiral sword onto the bow, and it instantly transformed into a terrifying arrow of magical energy.】

【She lifted her right hand gently, drawing the bow to its full extent.】

【She aimed at the purple silhouette several kilometers away and predicted the opponent's next move.】

【Then, she lightly released the bowstring...】