Taller than Lancer, with a navy blue robe, slightly curly pale long hair, and emotionless emerald green eyes.
If it were in any other situation, Lancer might have praised him——————What a handsome man.
But the other party's iconic appearance made a name appear in Lancer mind——————Vlad III, or the Great Prince.
And the other party's identity was also about to be revealed——————servant.
Lancer initial goal when he played the game was the 'character art', but he was poor and had no five-star characters at all, so he could only rely on picture packs to admire the character art. In the end, because of his graduation and work, he simply chose to quit. And before he quit, the only five-star he had was this one in front of him.
If he had confidence in fighting any master, he had no confidence at all when facing a servant. After all, he had personally fought against a young Cu Chulainn. At that time, his strength had not yet reached its peak. Even if summoning a servant would weaken his strength to a certain extent, he would still be much stronger than when he was young and had not yet mastered his skills. So, what about the Great Prince, who was also a servant?
Lancer could be said to have no confidence in winning at all, but he had no intention of giving up, after all, the only result of giving up was death.
He looked directly at the servant who was walking towards him with his hands behind his back, with determined eyes.
This was the first time Lancer felt he was so close to death.
'I really shouldn't have planted flags randomly.'
His heart seemed to be complaining, but in reality, he was resisting fear in his own way.
But at this moment, the Great Prince who was walking towards him suddenly stopped, and the hands that were behind his back were wrapped around his chest——————
"You don't intend to give up?"
"If I give up, will you let me go?"
"..."
He did not answer, because an answer was meaningless.
——————
Lancer stubborn eyes made Vlad III feel as if he had returned to that night again. Most of those invaders also showed the same expression before he nailed them to wooden stakes.
He was willing to call those people 'warriors', but it would not change his plan, because that group of people were invaders, demons who ravaged his hometown!
And although this boy in front of him had a much weaker strength, since he dared to obstruct his plan, he would not hold back!
It was precisely because his spirit was worthy of respect that he had to be eliminated forever!
Just as Lancer was about to fight to the death——————
"Wait! Your Majesty!!"
At this time, Darnic on the side, regardless of the pain of wasting a Command Seal, quickly stopped his servant.
His goal in summoning the other party was to kill him that simply.
And Darnic's shout also made Vlad III's hand, which was about to be extended, stop abruptly.
"Is there something wrong, Darnic!"
"Your Majesty! This magician is the seventh master. If you kill him, the Holy Grail will, as expected, randomly select the seventh servant. Although the possibility is small, the original plan will still have an accident, so at least for now, you can't kill him!"
Vlad glanced at Lancer and nodded simply.
The former Vlad also had an age of being swayed by emotions, but as he grew older, he had long learned to weigh the pros and cons. Even if his subordinates had opposing opinions, as long as there were sufficient reasons, he would choose to accept them, just like now...
"Alright, then first..."
"Do you two not see me?!"
The two of them were almost uninhibited in their communication, which made Lancer on the side burn with anger. He knew that his chances of winning were minimal, but that was not a reason for him to give up. Since there was no way out, then let's do it!!
"Trial!!!"
This was one of the most special skills Lancer had acquired in the world before last. Its activation requirements were very complex, and one of them was——————it could be activated when he felt from the bottom of his heart that he could not defeat his opponent.
And there was no doubt that the servant in front of him was an opponent he could not defeat.
「Trial
Rank: A
Requirement: ① An opponent you cannot defeat
② A determination to win
Effect: All attributes increase by 100%, physical recovery speed increases by 100%, and self-healing ability increases by 100% until the opponent is defeated.
Price: Weakness duration = Usage duration X 100
Cooldown: 30 days」
The blood in his body kept surging, and all his muscles bulged. At this moment, Lancer was more like a trapped beast forced into a corner. He had no choice.
But in the face of Lancer, who was fighting to the death, Vlad III calmly summoned his materialized weapon, and then——————
"..."
The double-bladed spear in his hand directly stabbed into the mud under his feet, and then——————
'Danger!!'
The full attribute enhancement included reaction ability. Almost as soon as he noticed the change under his feet, he unhesitatingly lunged to the side, but he was still in mid-air——————
"Puchi~!!"
'What!'
He didn't even react to what had happened before dark red stakes pierced through Lancer limbs.
"Snap~ snap~ snap~"
Along with the sound of approaching footsteps, Lancer only saw a pair of cold emerald green eyes looking down at him...
"Crack~!"
The ice on his right arm shattered violently, and an arm was reconstructed at the 'broken arm' area, but——————
"In the face of absolute power, everything else is meaningless."
"Puchi~!"
Lancer could be sure that he didn't see anything at all, but the arm that had not yet been fully constructed instantly turned into countless ice flowers under the attack of several stakes.
'Trial' was forcibly deactivated before it even took effect. The physical weakness, along with the heavy bleeding, made him completely pass out...
——————
"Snap~!"
As the stakes were withdrawn, Lancer, who was covered in blood, fell to the ground, and Darnic on the side couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had wasted a Command Seal but finally caught this guy.
At this time, the unconscious other party was undoubtedly the best opportunity for a 'soul transfer', but after thinking for a while, he chose to give up.
Next, with the confrontation, they would definitely have a fight with the Clock Tower. Everything was for stability. The uncertainty of changing bodies at this time was simply too great.
"Darnic, you handle the rest yourself."
"Yes! Your Majesty!"
When Darnic looked up, the other party's figure had completely disappeared, and while he was relieved, he also looked at the homunculi who had luckily survived...
"Carry this man back to the castle for me!"
"Yes!"
The homunculi, covered in blood, carried Lancer limbs and body without any hesitation and then followed Darnic back to the castle...