"Hah~ hah~"
After unleashing a series of explosive attacks, Lancer couldn't help but gasp for air, and the bloodlust on the huge lance in his hand also gradually faded...
Both the high-speed consecutive attacks before and the final 'secret technique' consumed a huge amount of his physical strength and bloodlust, but while he was gasping for air, he did not relax his vigilance, because after he sent his opponent flying, he did not hear that familiar 'sound', which proved that the other party was still alive and well.
But even so, Lancer believed that the other party would not be having an easy time.
The key to the so-called 'Fishman's Three-Stage Thrust' was to attack the enemy's vital points three times in a very short period of time. If the speed and accuracy were sufficient, it should attack the eyebrows, throat, and heart, but Lancer, due to his strength, could only attack the nearby 'heart', 'kidneys', and 'lungs'. But even so, the 'recovery suppression' ability he gained from the injection of 'bloodlust' and the 'luck reversal' effect that represented a fishman's battle with a powerful creature had indeed taken effect!
You have to know that in the system's prompt, the opponent's luck stat was 'D'!
This was an incredible stat for a person who used a spear, but at this time, it also made the most crucial 'armor-piercing' effect of this move take effect.
The dust gradually settled, and Lancer couldn't help but widen his eyes, because Achilles's mouth was full of blood at this time, but he was propping himself up with his cross spear and slowly standing up.
"Cough, cough~ That was a good strike, but it's not that simple to kill me... cough, cough."
Perhaps because he was talking and blood had flowed into his windpipe, he coughed continuously, but even so, the high-spirited fighting spirit on his body still did not fade. It could even be said that it became even more high-spirited!
Having gone through the Trojan War, he had once fought countless 'heroes', but even when he died, it was only because of Apollo's sneak attack that he was shot in the vital point of his heel, which led to his unfortunate defeat. In a direct battle, only a very small number of people could wound him.
"I'm truly sorry..."
And at this moment, Achilles suddenly apologized to Lancer, which made both Lancer and Astolfo on the side feel a bit strange. After all, Achilles had always given everyone the feeling of a man as fast as the wind, always appearing very suddenly and then disappearing like a gust of wind. His solemn expression at this time made Lancer, as an enemy, sensitively sense that something was wrong, but Achilles did not seem to care about Lancer reaction and continued to speak on his own.
"I have been underestimating you by treating you as Assassin's Master. You are also a true warrior, so——————"
"Slap~!"
He fiercely jabbed the tail of his cross spear into the ground, and he looked at Lancer with an even more serious expression.
"I swear on this spear, if you are willing, then let's have a true duel! No Noble Phantasms! No abilities! A duel that relies solely on our bodies and skills! Are you willing!"
No Noble Phantasms? No abilities? Relying only on the body and skills?
The other party's words made Lancer fall into deep thought, because the other party's behavior when he spoke was simply too strange. It even made him think of a scene he had seen on TV during a summer vacation before: 'I call your name, do you dare to answer?'
He had Astolfo's help now, so in theory, he had the advantage, but the other party's ability was simply too much of a BUG. Even if the two of them went all out, they couldn't kill him, and the most crucial thing was that his hands, which were holding Gáe Bolg at this time, were trembling.
This was not fear, but excitement!
Although Lancer himself did not feel it, as Scáthach had said, Lancer possessed all the elements to become a qualified Lancer.
Talent, hard work, courage, and of course, a desire for battle!
He longed to live, and he had never thought of seizing the Holy Grail from the beginning, but at the same time as he longed to live, he was also a 'Lancer'.
There were battles in this world that could be avoided, but there were also battles that could not be avoided.
At this time, faced with Achilles's challenge, Lancer was nervous, but his fiercely beating heart was also telling him——————he could not run away! If he ran away now, he would also be stagnated!
So...
"Hah~!"
After taking a deep breath, Lancer first turned around and glanced at Astolfo.
"Rider, I'll leave this place to me for now. You go and help Saber."
Did it sound a bit absurd? He was giving up his current advantage and chose to have a duel based on his opponent's words?
It was very foolish and very naive.
But Astolfo, after a moment of silence, nodded with a serious expression. At this time, he no longer showed his usual carefree attitude. Although he looked a bit strange, he was a knight under Charlemagne. He had known more than one of these 'idiots'.
"You have to win!"
As a companion, the most basic thing was 'trust'. After giving Lancer a simple blessing, he leaped over Lancer without hesitation and ran into the depths of the 'Hanging Gardens', and Lancer only looked at Achilles, who was propping himself up with his cross spear and had not said a word, until Astolfo's figure had completely disappeared.
"Let's begin."
"Good!"
After getting Lancer confirmation, he also threw the long spear in his hand into the air without hesitation, and at the same time, he released his 'Noble Phantasm'.
'Flying Star's Lance Tip (Diatrekhōn Astēr Lonkhē)!!'
Along with Achilles's voice, the long spear flew high into the sky and then fell to the ground in the middle of the two. Instantly, an invisible force swept over the two of them, and Lancer even felt that the world he was in seemed to have become still.
Then, he walked towards that long spear. When he pulled it out and pointed it at Lancer, Lancer had already taken a stance.
Lancer response could be said to be beyond Achilles's expectations. Although the 2v1 had become a 1v1, he did not feel that he had gained much of an advantage. After all, his most BUG 'Meteor Dash' had also been sealed, but his thoughts were his own. It was not a sure thing for others. And faced with Lancer who had decisively agreed, his emotions were even more high-spirited.
"It looks like you are also ready. Then——————come on, Assassin's Master! Let's begin our fight in this closed world! There is only one way to leave here! And that is when there is only one person left!"
At this time, he was ready to have a good fight with Lancer!
"It will definitely be me who walks out of here alive! But before that, I must say one thing——————"
"Hm?"
"My name is not Assassin's Master. Lancer! That is my name!"
Achilles, who had originally thought that Lancer would say something else, was even stunned for a moment after hearing Lancer words, but then he shook his head helplessly.
"I apologize. Although it is the etiquette of a duel, I should exchange names with you, but as a famous person, I also have the troubles of a famous person. Once your name is known, your weakness will also be known. But please rest assured, I will tell you when I defeat you."
Lancer did not know Achilles's identity. He did not know the other party's Noble Phantasm, and he did not even know the other party's abilities, but he did know one thing——————the other party was definitely a very famous hero in history.
The other party had the right to be proud, but he was not weak either!
He was the disciple of Scáthach and Li Shuwen!
"No need! I will personally ask you after I defeat you!"