Chapter 91 Chaotic First Night Battle! Disappointment...
At the port, the clang of metal and the sounds of battle were incessant.
Invisible blades and the long and short spears danced, creating a piercing whistle, a fierce wind pressure, and a chilling spear light.
Dull sonic booms ripped through the air, and the aftershocks of the attacks swept through the streets, carving long, narrow cracks.
The containers near the port were continuously damaged and collapsed, a scene comparable to a powerful earthquake.
The steel bird, looking down from above, tilted its head slightly, already having a good grasp of the combatants' strength.
Although Artoria was small in stature, her strength was clearly greater than Lancer's, and she was always able to overcome skill with brute force, causing her opponent to hesitate.
Lancer, on the other hand, made good use of the longer reach of his spear, combined with the flexible short spear, making his offense and defense seamless.
"Should I say, it's truly a battle between the top three knights?"
"Leaving aside this world's King Arthur, that Lancer shouldn't be an unknown figure either."
Arthur's magic power surged into his eyes, and the steel bird, whose vision was connected, also glowed with a faint blue light in its eyes.
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Class: Lancer
Master: ???
True Name: ???
Attribute: Lawful Neutral
—Ability Parameters—
Strength: B
Endurance: C
Agility: A+
Magic: D
Luck: E
Noble Phantasm: B
—Class Skills—
Magic Resistance: B
An ability to gain magic resistance, capable of nullifying spells chanted with three verses or less.
At rank B, even High-Thaumaturgy and Ritual Spells cannot inflict effective damage.
—Personal Skills—
Mind's Eye (True): B
A superb insight cultivated through training and refinement, capable of accurately predicting an opponent's actions and breaking through dangerous situations.
At rank B, it means that even with only a 1% chance of reversal, one can accurately grasp the opportunity and execute it with tactics.
Love Spot: C
A beauty spot with enchanting magic, any woman facing him will harbor strong feelings of love.
The skill's judgment rank is C, and those with Magic Resistance higher than C can evade or resist it.
Knight's Strategy: B
The ability to accurately grasp the flow of battle and induce an opponent's mistakes, even if one's own strength is inferior.
It does not enhance oneself, but rather focuses on Induction (inducing), a calm strategy to seize a momentary victory.
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"Skilled in using two spears of different lengths? An exotic, handsome face? And that charming beauty spot?"
The steel bird humanly narrowed its eyes, its distorted voice filled with amusement.
"What a coincidence, Lancer, I think I've guessed your true identity."
Previously, Arthur had complained more than once that the DanMachi world differed greatly from mythological records.
Not only was Loki always a gluttonous, lazy, drunken pervert.
Even the highly renowned heroes from various myths became somewhat similar yet different.
The heroes he referred to here were both a generalization and a title.
It was none other than the Captain of his own Familia, the Hero Finn Deimne.
He was quite similar to Finn mac Cumhaill recorded in Celtic mythology.
Exceptional strength, a cheat-like golden finger of wisdom, and a penchant for attracting women.
And the one who cuckolded the other Finn was the chief fierce general of the Fianna Knights he led.
Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, the 'Radiant Face'.
He was a righteous knight jointly trained by the Celtic god of love and the sea god, skilled in using twin swords and twin spears, with exceptional martial arts, and a fate of attracting romantic troubles.
Not long after, Lancer, under his Master's command, stopped his meaningless probing and revealed his trump card, further confirming Arthur's guess.
Lancer smiled confidently, casually discarding the short spear in his left hand and gripping the long spear with both hands.
Buzz!
The spear body trembled lightly, and crimson magic power broke through the sealing cloth, revealing the true form of the weapon, as luxurious as a work of art.
The entirely crimson magic spear was inscribed with complex markings, clearly the blessing spells unique to ancient Celtic mythology.
Seeing this, the steel bird's eyes darkened slightly, and it shifted most of its attention to the fully prepared Artoria.
In Celtic mythology, Diarmuid had two infamous spears.
One was Gae Dearg, the Crimson Rose of Exorcism, which targeted magical constructs and could completely nullify magic reinforcement.
The other was Gae Buidhe, the Yellow Rose of Mortality, which carried a vicious curse, making any wound inflicted by it impossible to heal.
Arthur knew Artoria's situation well; her armor was woven from magic.
If she failed to detect Diarmuid's trap, she would likely be the first to be eliminated from the Holy Grail War.
'Don't disappoint me, King Arthur of this world.'
The steel bird carefully watched every move of the two below, hoping things would unfold as it wished.
However, things often went contrary to people's expectations, and Diarmuid successfully induced Artoria to misjudge.
King Arthur, believing she had seen through the opponent's Noble Phantasm, naturally shed her ineffective magical armor and wind pressure.
Wielding the dazzling Holy Sword, she wore only a deep blue dress as she engaged Diarmuid in the final confrontation.
In a flash of lightning, the two crossed paths.
Diarmuid, having picked up his twin spears again, successfully carried out his strategy, piercing Artoria's arm with Gae Buidhe, achieving a victory.
Behind the battle, Irisviel extended her palm, emitting a faint greenish glow, attempting to cast healing magic to treat Artoria's injury.
Unfortunately, healing magic was powerless against injuries caused by Noble Phantasms, and Artoria's arm was incapacitated.
Seeing that their side had successfully gained a clear advantage, a shrill, reedy voice suddenly rang out.
"Well done, Lancer. Now, quickly finish off Saber!"
The voice echoed throughout the port, making it impossible to pinpoint its exact location.
It was clear that the opponent was also a very experienced Magus, acting with extreme caution.
Diarmuid smirked, raised his arm above his head, and with a flick of his spear, executed a clean and decisive move.
"As my Lord commands!"
"It's regrettable, King of Knights, though our exchange was brief, I'll gladly claim this victory!"
Diarmuid shattered the concrete ground, his twin spears darting out like venomous snakes, striking at Artoria, who held her sword with one hand.
Rumble!
The wrath of thunder echoed from the horizon, and an ancient chariot, swift as lightning, arrived in an instant.
Two muscular divine bulls, as they moved, generated lightning and thunder, fiercely crashing into the ground, scattering stones everywhere.
Diarmuid's ambush was halted by the rampaging intruder; he deftly retreated a few meters, raised his twin spears, and said in a deep voice.
"Who are you?!"
Bang!
The dull thud of two fists clashing was exhilarating.
The bold, strong man, dressed in ancient-style leather armor and draped in a bright red fur cloak, grinned widely and declared.
"My name is Conqueror King Iskandar! I have descended into this world in this Holy Grail War as the Rider class!"
"Both of you, put away your weapons! No disrespect before the King's presence!"
Everyone: !!! ∑(ﾟДﾟノ)ノ
On the crane, the steel bird's nimble eyes stalled for a moment, then burst out with an uncontrollable torrent of complaints.
"What's with revealing your True Name right away?"
"Is the Conqueror really like this?"
"Are there any normal people left in this Holy Grail War?".