Chapter 488: Wall‑Bang?!

Right!

Robin began gesturing enthusiastically, "Also, for example, you can make your tone softer when speaking, smile occasionally. If possible, you can use some little tricks, such as…"

She leaned close to Saber's ear and whispered something.

Saber's brows furrowed tighter, but in the end she nodded thoughtfully.

"I understand, thank you for the guidance."

Robin smiled and waved a hand: "You're welcome. I hope you can get along well with Master."

In the moonlight, the shadows of the two Heroic Spirits stretched long.

What they didn't know was how Saber would misinterpret their conversation.

So, the current situation is—

Saber stood in the alley, looking at the Master in front of her, face flushed, eyes darting, looking like a boiled shrimp, and she nodded with satisfaction.

(Robin's method really worked.)

Saber decided to push a little further.

Lixiang suddenly felt something was off.

Saber stood in front of her, less than a meter away.

This distance…

This posture…

Saber stared at her for a while, as if pondering something.

Then she took a step forward.

Lixiang's heart skipped a beat.

Saber took another step.

Now the distance between them was less than half a meter.

Saber's figure almost enveloped her.

Lixiang's back was pressed tightly against the wall, with nowhere to retreat.

"Th‑that… Saber…?"

Saber raised her hand—

"Bang."

A hand braced against the wall, right beside Fujimura Lixiang's head.

Wall‑bang.

Fujimura Lixiang's eyes widened instantly, her mouth opened, but no sound came out.

Saber lowered her head, removed her sunglasses with the other hand, revealing her emerald eyes.

Her face was less than twenty centimeters from Fujimura Lixiang, her breath almost reaching the other's face.

She deliberately lowered her voice, turning her normally clear tone into a deeper, magnetic timbre, full of charm.

"Master."

Just two words.

Fujimura Lixiang's brain crashed on the spot.

Her face flushed from neck to the base of her ears, then from there to her forehead, the whole face looking like a ripe tomato.

Her eyes stared like copper bells, her pupils dilated as if out of focus.

(Wall wall wall wall wall—wall‑bang?!)

(She she she she she—what is she doing?!)

(What is happening?!)

Her mind was left only with these fragmented thoughts, completely unable to think.

Saber looked at her reaction, feeling even more satisfied.

(Very good, that's the reaction.)

She recalled that long ago, when she was still a king, she once wall‑banged a noble lady who confessed to her, and that lady fainted on the spot.

The attendant beside her said it was "excitement caused by excessive affection for the king."

It seems the Master also likes it a lot.

Saber thought that, a slight smile curling her lips.

She just didn't know how huge an impact her current action had on Fujimura Lixiang's eyes.

A ridiculously handsome beauty wall‑bangs you against the wall, calling you "Master" in a deep, magnetic voice—

Who could possibly stand that!

Fujimura Lixiang felt her heart about to jump out of her throat.

At that moment—

Outside the alley, it suddenly fell silent.

That silence was very abnormal.

It wasn't ordinary silence, but as if all the sounds of the world had been sucked away.

Saber's brows twitched slightly.

She lifted her head, looking toward the alley entrance.

A faint, indistinct footstep sound came from there.

That wasn't an ordinary footstep.

It was the sound of metal clashing, like someone walking in heavy armor.

Clang... clang... clang...

Every step feels like a strike on the heart.

Saber releases the hand braced against the wall, turns around, and faces the alley entrance.

Her black suit vanishes instantly, replaced by that familiar blue skirt armor.

The Curry Stick is already in her hand, an invisible sword edge pointing obliquely at the ground.

Her gaze also sharpens.

Fujimura Lixiang leans dazed against the wall, completely unable to figure out what's happening.

"Saber...?" she asks blankly.

Saber does not turn back, but says in a low voice, "Master, stay behind me."

Fujimura Lixiang freezes for a moment, then follows Saber's gaze toward the alley entrance.

There, a figure slowly walks in.

It is a woman.

Her skin is pallid, as if all color has drained from it.

She wears a set of jet‑black armor, its edges sharp, lines fierce, covered with crimson patterns, exuding an ominous aura.

A black mask bearing the same patterns covers her face.

She steps forward, and with each step her iron boots clash against the ground, producing a "clang" sound.

That ominous aura grows denser as she approaches.

Saber's pupils contract slightly.

(This is...)

(An aura similar to mine... yet entirely different...)

(More evil, more ferocious, more... degenerate.)

She grips the sword in her hand and speaks in a low voice:

"Stop."

The Black-armored Woman halts.

She stands in the middle of the alley, about ten meters from Saber, silently watching her.

Saber stares at her, asking word for word:

"Who are you?"

The Black-armored Woman says nothing.

She just stands there, silent as a statue.

Saber's brows knit tighter.

She can feel the other's aura shares the same source as hers, yet is completely opposite.

It's like a mirror reflecting a wholly opposite image.

"Answer me," Saber's voice becomes colder, "Otherwise, I won't be polite."

The Black-armored Woman remains silent.

But the corner of her mouth seems to twitch slightly.

It's a half‑smile, half‑laugh curve.

A chill rises in Saber's heart, and she is about to speak—

The Black-armored Woman suddenly raises her hand.

Her hand is also sheathed in black iron armor, fingertips glowing with a dark red light.

She points a gentle finger at Saber.

A surge of ferocious magic erupts from her fingertip, forming a black torrent that rushes straight at Saber!

Saber's pupils narrow, and she swings her long sword horizontally!

Golden light collides with black magic, erupting in a deafening roar!

The shockwave spreads outward, the alley walls cracking instantly! Debris flies everywhere!

Fujimura Lixiang is knocked to the ground by the shockwave, eyes wide as she watches the scene, utterly at a loss!

Saber blocks the blow, but does not Counterattack.

She stares at the Black-armored Woman, her voice tinged with disbelief.

"This power... who exactly are you?!"