The sharp blade of the long sword faced his face, and the pen could only see the brightness of the other party's blade until Saber could only see the lightness of the tip of the other party.

"Then, I'm going to go, saber." The swordsman's eyes were facing the emerald green eyes, and he smiled with satisfaction at the determination in the other person's eyes.

All he wanted was this kind of look, unwavering, and it seemed that this battle was definitely the most beautiful song.

With a slight vibration of his wrist, Kojiro was about to move the sword in his hand and adjust his posture before the attack...

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The sudden scream interrupted the confrontation between the two. The miserable and terrifying scream could clearly feel the panic of the Lord of the Sound even if the person far away on the stone steps heard it. This shocked him and Saber at the same time. Both sides moved their heads at the same time and turned their eyes to the mountain gate.

The warrior's eyes were sharp for a moment, and then he shook his head: "It seems that something interesting has happened over there."

But Saber didn't feel this way. This scream that made people feel numb when they heard it could only make her judge that her master was in danger.

Originally, she thought that her master and Rin went up with her and followed two followers, which should have been foolproof, but now she heard that it was definitely not the case. Shirou was okay. If he could make Rin Tosaka, who had always been calm, just screamed so shrillly, something amazing must have happened on it.

What was going on? Caster's trap, or... Saber's face darkened, and a stunning figure with long hair flashed through his mind.

The blue swordsman turned his head and looked shocked. Then he waved his long sword and drew a large shiny arc. The sharp sword light forced the saber who was about to step forward.

"Well, if you want to go up, you must go from me." The owner of Changdao looked at her with a smile.

"Um..." Saber couldn't help but gritted his teeth.

That's true. The other party has just let them go up, and it is impossible to let them go up for no reason now. Therefore, if you want to go up, you have to defeat this guy.

Moving his feet and posing, the knight raised his sword in front of him, ready for attack and defense.

"Oh, it looks like you're anxious." Looking at the opponent who was tightened, Assassin shook his eyebrows slightly and made a decision: "Okay, let's save the prelude, and just follow it from the end of the last time."

Saber frowned, remembering the situation when he fought with him last time.

At that time, the swordsman was about to use his trick, but was interrupted. Now he meant that the double counter directly used his strongest move to showdown?

"I understand." This is exactly the same as the Knight's wishes. She agreed to her opponent's request: "Just like last time, you should draw the sword first, assassin."

The long sword was raised, and the sword edge left a long fan-shaped silver light like a peacock's screen, which never dissipated for a long time. Sasaki Kojiro answered in this posture.

The straw sandals rubbed against the ground, and he turned his body to the side, raised his hands to the top of his head on the right, and the angle of the long knife was level with his brows. Under the reflection of the shaky blade, his eyes were closed, the corners of his mouth were bent, and he was smiling.

Saber had no contempt. She could feel that although the opponent did not emit any different aura from before, there was no strong magic power flowing out - but she could feel that the next blow would be absolutely terrible.

She tightened her nerves and stared at the opponent's blade, ready to make any moves due to the opponent's attack. At the same time, she also had confidence. No matter what tricks the opponent used, she could defeat it, and then speed up to reach the master's side.

Kojiro didn't ask Saber to wait for more time. After raising the sword, he closed his eyes, not knowing whether he was adjusting his breathing or his mentality. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened up, and his eyes stared at his opponent with a lightning-like look.

As if he heard the slender sound of the knife whistling, the opponent in front of Saber made a move, and a loud shout was squeaked in the silver beam.

"Secret Sword - Yan Hui!!"

Shirou was in a terrifying mood at this moment. The man opposite him was completely beyond his psychological tolerance and understanding ability. He looked at the man and the red ball on his head. He felt that he was covered in sweat and was trembling constantly.

He said he was from Tosaka and me...

The strangeness in my heart and panic collision, the thoughts in my head turned into short-circuit currents, splashing everywhere, and it was impossible to form a unified thinking at all.

I don't know if he wanted to ask for help, but he turned his head and looked at Tombsaka: "Hey, hey, Yuan... Saka, that guy..."

"Do not" Tosaka kicked the ground with both feet, stepped out of the distance, and after landing, he looked at him like a confrontation with his enemies. However, the embarrassment and horror on his face could not be concealed.

Shirou looked at her stiffly, unable to say a word.

Tosaka was also extremely angry. She gritted her teeth and looked at him fiercely. On the surface, she seemed to have a deep grudge against Shirou, but in fact she was also confused and at a loss. Her normal thinking was completely disrupted by the enemy's words just now.

What did that guy just now say, what did he say to him?

In short, both of them are in chaos at this moment. Don’t just calm down and think about it. Just let them think about a problem of one plus one equal to two with their brains. Maybe both of them will make mistakes.

"Hey, don't be like facing the enemy?" The initiator shouted loudly, reminding himself of his existence and wanting the two to pay attention to him: "I finally came here from the future, and I don't want to see my parents quarrel over me."

Looking back at him were two unspeakable gazes, but he didn't care at all. He smiled straight at Tonsaka and pointed at his face: "Hey, mom, how about it? Although you once said that if I could inherit your hair, I would definitely be a perfect handsome guy, but now it seems that I am quite confident in my appearance. In this case, you should take back your words."

I'll take you down, and now I'll have to let Tosaka say something more difficult than climbing to the sky. She felt that her heart was about to thunder, and she almost didn't stare out of her eyes. Shirou was completely stunned.

"Ah, there is also good news. The glory of the Tosaka clan has been realized in my hands. I have done the second method intact, so I can..."

This time he was interrupted before he finished speaking.

Shirou looked at the servant of Rin Tosaka, the Knight of the Bow, who had never seen him again since the battle, and archer revealed his body from the void, and rushed towards the man in black robe like a red tiger. The black and white tiger claws slammed down at the top of his head.

The black knife swung by and only cut off the man in the black robe who claimed to be Shiro Tosaka's son, he hid quite easily. He had a light backflip, his long robe whirred, and he fell back lightly and stood beside the caster.

"Hey, the attack is so fierce, but I didn't hit it. It's not like you, archer," he laughed.

Tosaka looked at her servant in surprise: "archer, you..."

"Don't be deceived by him, Rin, take a closer look at his face." Archer's voice was very cold, no different from his usual voice when he was facing the enemy. However, if you look from the front, you will find that his face is very special at the moment. I don't know if it's angry or something else.

Shirou's head was still in a state of chaos at this moment, and he didn't realize what he was doing, let alone what Archer said.

"What are you talking about, archer, even if you are my mother's servant (Torsaka's face changed a lot when he heard this), I will still sue you for slander, so... um" The man with green eyes suddenly froze. He moved his eyes in disbelief and reached out to touch the corner of his face.

At this moment, there was a clear scar on his fair left cheek. This scar originally did not exist on his face. Now that it appears here, it means that it has just been added. And the chance to do this is the archer who just attacked him - the other party's attack was not that he did not dodge, but that the other party deliberately asked him to dodge, in order to cut open his own disguise.

He touched the scar on his face. Surprisingly, the scar did not bleed. It was not like cutting the flesh and skin, but it seemed to be separated from some kind of flesh-colored skin. He also understood something in his heart.

Is that right? At that time, I suddenly removed the fake face because of this. He looked at Shirou and found that the other party seemed a little dazed, and couldn't help but sigh.

Alas, I am a little vague at this time. I can't remember it because of this. I'm such a slow guy. Forget it, think about it, um, what I have to do next, um, that...

Pulling up the hood behind his head, he covers his head again, revealing only one face, and a face with a clear wound but not bleeding was smiling at him meaningfully: "Oh, I can see through it so quickly, I am worthy of being an archer, my eyes are just sharp enough."

Archer just snorted, he glanced at him, then turned his gaze to the caster who had been silent since the beginning, only to see that she didn't seem to have any surprises, obviously everything was arranged in advance.

Unlike what he had imagined in advance, he still withdrew his eyes and did not look back. He said to his master as usual: "Don't be confused by his lies, Rin, have you noticed that guy, his face is not real, that wound is proof."

If it were a normal person, the face would definitely be bleeding when slashed, but that guy just now didn't bleed. There was obviously such a big scar on his face, but he couldn't even see a little red, so there must be something weird.

"You guy..." Tosaka looked at the guy with a strange smile and suddenly remembered some kind of ancient Chinese prop: a human skin mask.

In an instant, she realized that she had just been fooled by that damn guy. Although she didn't know who that guy was, and what the reason he just said was,... he probably just wanted to see the panicked herself and did that. Imagine what that guy said just now, and she believed it all at once, and that he was out of control...

"It's really a pity that my face has taken me a long time to make it." The man in black robe shook his head and smiled. The bloodless scar on his face was like a second mouth. As he grinned, he opened a huge curve.

Then, he reached out to touch his face, as if he wanted to wipe away some dust. As he moved, his face changed.

The originally handsome and fair face suddenly turned into a dark color, like some crystal that could not maintain its shape. It turned into darkness. No, was the original face dark? Now he just gave up on it. The black light dissipated from his face, and the original handsome guy's face turned into black light and flew away, and soon became a part of the night.

However, after removing the disguise on his face, the other party still didn't want his true face to be seen. He reached out to block his face, moved his other hand in the cloak, and took out something.

The white structure, two round holes and a small triangle hole are distributed in triangles on the side of work, but the lower part is a row of neat small squares - it is a skeleton-shaped mask.

"I really want you to see my appearance and appreciate your surprised face, but at this time, it's better not to expose your appearance." The strange eyes between the fingers, who were not sure whether it was black or gray, smiled strangely, and the man in the black robe wore the white ghost face on his face.

Seeing this mask, Shirou suddenly took a breath and suddenly remembered someone.

Assassin, of course, it was not the samurai outside, but the tall black servant who had held Sakura hostage. The guy in front of him was the same mask as that guy. Shirou, who had had nightmares for several days because he had killed him, remembered the guy's look very clearly, let alone the iconic white bone mask. Looking at the mask, he almost thought that Assassin was standing in front of him again.

At this moment, for the guy in front of him, even if his head didn't turn around, Shirou still thought, maybe, maybe, this guy just now was lying and making fun of people...

Rin Tosaka also understood this. Her face turned red and her eyes were gloomy as if she was going to kill someone. Looking at the black-dressed white bone masked man in front of her, she shouted almost crazy: "Who is you guy?"

"What are you talking about? Didn't you just say that? I'm your son." The part without a jaw, only upper teeth, as if under the mask of mocking someone else's bones, a voice of grievance came out.

"You...archer, go up and get him out of me immediately." Tosaka couldn't stand such unreasonable teasing again and again, and she yelled at her servant.

But in response to Tosaka's roar, the Red-clothed servant did not obey her orders, but stood with his back to her, motionless.

"What are you doing, archer" Tosaka angrily said to the servant who did not obey his orders: "Hurry up..."

"Calm down, Rin" the archer interrupted her loudly.

"Well, what..."

"Calm down, Rin" he did not turn back, his tone was very low, and there seemed to be a deep disappointment in that very cold tone: "Don't be angry with him, then he would be the other person's words."

"Um..." Tosaka looked at Archer's back and made a sound like he was dying, as if he was swallowing the anger that surged in his heart. She gritted her teeth, and her voice seemed to be leaking the bicycle: "I understand, the plan changed, Archer, you will not change, rider will deal with this guy, Katsuki and I will deal with Shirou."

In this case, it is impossible for you to calm Tosaka down, but it is already amazing to be able to recover from suppressing anger, prevent it from burning down normal thinking, and still think.

Looking back at the appearance of his master, the red knight sighed in his heart, then turned his head to look at the enemy in front of him.

"It's true that it's not possible, right. It's normal to be unable to think like usual when it's stimulated to this extent." Archer nodded umm.

Shirou looked at the figure with his back facing them and suddenly felt familiar. Soon, he remembered that it was the last time he came to Liudong Temple. At that time, caster had invited him to join... The feeling of a needle piercing into his heart, Shirou couldn't help frowning.

What, this feeling?

"What are you talking about, archer?" Tosaka frowned and looked at the back in front of him, and couldn't help but get angry again.

"I suddenly remembered something. If this is true, I'm afraid the caster will not be an enemy that can be easily eradicated. The degree of rider may be escaped by her. Just in case, I think it's better to confirm it." The bowman said lightly, as if he laughed: "No matter what, she is also a woman who can tear her biological brother to pieces to pieces in order to escape."

"Uh, things, archer, what is it... well, what are you doing?" Tosaka looked at his servant blankly. He suddenly moved and walked towards the enemy... It was not a man in black robe, but a caster.

"Tear to pieces, oh, she actually showed a face that knew everything, archer." The female magician who had been smiling calmly from the beginning had spoken out after hearing this. Although she was still laughing, her voice was full of viciousness: "It seems that you have already guessed my identity. When, just relying on my treasure?"

"I once heard that turning the dragon's teeth into puppets was King Korca's magic, and his daughter, Princess Medea, seemed to be a peerless and beautiful witch." Archer smiled calmly and said the reason why he would have such speculation: "I have had to drive away your puppets for several nights and run around, how could I have imagined?"

The air is frozen.

The originally filthy space became condensed, and the nervous chill made people want to shivere. This cold hostility is Princess Medea, who was just guessed by archer.
To be continued...