If Fiore, who was standing behind Lancer, was just scared, then Achilles, as the target of 'ghost', was full of disbelief.
As a Servant, he knew more than anyone that this young man in front of him was absolutely not a Heroic Spirit. Even though the aura he was emitting was very similar, it was definitely not!
How did the other party do it?
Forget it, it doesn't matter. After all, no matter who the opponent is, his choice is only one - defeat him!
"Yah!!"
With a fierce swing of the reins, the three 'divine horses' of different colors in front of the carriage also unconsciously sped up.
These three horses were the two immortal divine horses bestowed by the sea god Poseidon, "Xanthos" and "Balios", as well as the famous horse "Pedasos" that was snatched from the city during the attack on Eetion. In a sense, these three horses also obtained bodies similar to Heroic Spirits because of their master, and they were by no means something an ordinary person could stop, but their opponent this time was also not an ordinary person.
Although Lancer used a lance, perhaps because his skill tree was crooked from the beginning, he did not use a mount when using the lance but relied on his two feet.
In terms of speed, he was much inferior to his opponent, but in terms of momentum, he was not inferior at all. Every time that tall armor landed, the ground centered on his feet would instantly be frozen, and with his steps, the surroundings seemed to have entered a severe winter, until the moment the two sides collided, the entire street had completely turned into a world of ice and snow.
Then——————
"Boom!!"
With a loud bang, the magical power of both sides violently rubbed against each other in the air. It seemed that the two sides were in a deadlock, but at this moment, Achilles, who was holding the reins with both hands, suddenly let go of his hands and grabbed the spear shaft next to him, swinging it fiercely upwards.
At this moment, one could see that behind 'ghost', a man with his upper body bare was swinging a long, fierce spear that was as dazzling as blood, and it was stabbing straight at him.
"Bang!!"
The cross spear fiercely knocked the blood-colored long spear away, but Lancer did not want to end it like this. While in mid-air, he held the spear shaft tightly with both hands——————"Die!!"
With Lancer roar, the blood-colored long spear stabbed down from above. Achilles, with an ugly expression, dodged to the side without hesitation.
"Bang!!"
The tip of the spear pierced into the body of the carriage, and Achilles used the momentary pause to thrust his spear forward again.
The long spears of both sides constantly clashed in the air, and the splashing sparks made the world covered in frost even more bizarre.
"You really surprise me! I didn't expect you..."
Before Achilles could finish his sentence, the blood-colored long spear was pulled out and stabbed at him again, but Achilles didn't care at all. He blocked Lancer attack again with a backhand, and then his feet stomped fiercely...
"Bang!!"
Even in this narrow space, it was not suitable for movement, but that did not mean that his speed was useless. That terrifying explosive force still could not be countered by relying on one's eyes. But Lancer, who was no longer hiding himself, instead closed his eyes.
Lancer was a standard pragmatist. Since his eyes were useless at this time, he would just switch to another one!
'Blind Fighting' activated!
The sound of the air violently rubbing was extremely harsh, but he raised the tail of his spear as a reflex.
"Clang!!"
The two spears crossed paths again, but Lancer fiercely pressed down!
Although Lancer was no match for the other party in terms of strength alone, this was the only choice!
He absolutely could not let the other party fully utilize his greatest advantage!
The people who noticed this battle were not only the three Masters and six Servants who were participating, but also the remaining five groups of people in the Black Faction's base camp, as well as the only two remaining Servants and the only Master in the Red Faction.
But among them, the one with the most strange reaction was not Darnic, but the Red Faction's Caster.
"It is simply————too wonderful!! The young man, as a mortal, seems to have transformed into an ancient hero at this moment, swinging his long spear and blooming to his heart's content on this dazzling stage!! Ah!! It's simply too wonderful!!"
The Caster at this time, or 'Shakespeare', was acting extremely unusually. In principle, when Lancer, this 'unexpected factor', appeared, the Red Faction should have been filled with disbelief and indignation, but he, on the contrary, seemed extremely excited and elated, as if he didn't care about the situation of the Red Faction at all.
As for the Red Faction's Master at this time, after glancing at the 'screen', he looked to his side.
"Assassin, are you ready?"
There was no doubt that Lancer change could be said to be completely beyond his expectations, but this was not too big of a problem. After all, as long as Assassin's Noble Phantasm was ready, even an ordinary Heroic Spirit would be unable to stop it.
"It's ready~ You can leave anytime you wish~"
The Queen, who was sitting sideways in a chair, had no change in her expression at this time. She just looked at her 'Master' as always, as if her eyes only contained this man, and when she saw the smile on the corner of 'Shirou Kotomine's' mouth, she also felt incomparably happy.
"If that's the case, then let's go! Let's end this Holy Grail War that's like a farce, and then let me use that 'Holy Grail' to fulfill my wish!!"
Even though he had always been extremely calm, his expression still showed a hint of longing when he spoke of his wish, but this longing was hidden very well. Except for the Assassin who had been watching him all the time, no one else noticed...
And after he glanced at Shakespeare, who was standing in front of the screen shouting and constantly writing in his notebook, he simply ignored him.
Shirou Kotomine was actually just Assassin's Master. Achilles and Atalanta did not know the specific situation of their Master, but Shakespeare was an exception. He did not care about his Master's situation at all. He himself did not have much desire for the Holy Grail. He was only pursuing the 'Holy Grail War' itself!
For him, he was more eager to witness the battles of countless Heroic Spirits, because this could increase his creative desire!
And Assassin, after hearing Shirou Kotomine's words, also lifted the hem of her skirt and stood up from her seat.
She walked to Shirou Kotomine's side, slightly raised her head, and then extended her right hand towards him.
"Would you be kind enough to accompany me to enjoy the climax of this 'Holy Grail War'?"
Shirou Kotomine was stunned for a moment after hearing his Servant's words, and then he placed one hand on his chest and slightly bowed his body forward. At the same time, he used his right hand to hold the other party's right hand, and a rare gentle smile appeared on his face.
"It would be my pleasure~"