Magical Comprehensive Travel

"What's going on? How come Assassins are one after the other... Isn't there only one Servant per class?" Seeing the enemy approaching, Weber let out a sigh that was almost screaming. Incomprehensible, this completely exceeded the rules of the Holy Grail War.

Seeing the embarrassment of the prey, the Assassins couldn't help but smile and said, "You are right, we are Servants whose whole is the individual, and the individual is just the shadow of the whole."

Neither Webb nor Alice Phil could understand. The Assassin that Kotomine Kirei summoned was actually such a peculiar existence.

"Old Man in the Mountain" - has inherited Hassan. Among the people with the terrible name of Sabah, only one person has the ability to change the body.

Unlike other Hassans, he did not make any modifications to his body. Perhaps it can be said that there is no need for this, because although his body is mediocre, his spirit can make the body change freely.

He can have excellent strategy, can speak foreign languages, can recognize poison, or can set traps. In short, he is an all-purpose assassin who can automatically switch abilities according to the needs of the mission. It is said that sometimes he can use strange powers and agility that his physical body could never have, and use long-forgotten illusions of martial arts.

He can disguise himself as any man, woman, or child. Stand beside you very naturally. Sometimes even able to change personality depending on the occasion, so that no one can uncover his true identity.

But no one knows the truth. Although Hassan has a single body, he has a different soul.

According to the knowledge at the time, there is no such thing as multiple personality disorder. In modern medicine, this is defined as a phenomenon of mental illness. For the assassin Hassan Sabah, it is a mysterious "ability".

He is able to use a variety of different knowledge and techniques through the cohabitants who live in his body, confuse the enemy through different means, weave a net of defense, and kill the target in a way that no one can expect.

And the Assassin summoned by Kotomine Kirei this time is the assassin known as "Variety".

He is a Servant with one body and countless souls at the same time. Fundamentally, "they" were originally different souls, and because of the loss of the physical bondage, "they" could completely materialize into different appearances after appearing in the world.

certainly. Their total spiritual power is just "one person", and their ability value when they act after splitting is definitely not comparable to the rest of the heroic spirits. But because of Assassin's exclusive skills, this group can be said to be invincible in scouting activities.

"Could it be that... we have been monitored by this group of guys to this day?"

Irisviel murmured in pain. Saber couldn't help but fight a cold war. Although the opponent is not strong enough. But they were able to approach secretly, and there were so many people, even if she was the one with the strongest combat power among the Servants, this was a considerable threat.

And they, who had been following their targets like shadows, gave up the ability to cut off their breath at this moment. Watching them step forward without fear means...

"They're going to get serious." Saber fell into an unexpected crisis and couldn't help gritting his teeth.

A group of rabble who are dominated by numbers. Saber would never lose if attacked from the front, but only if Saber was the only one facing the enemy.

Now Saber had to protect Irisviel. No matter how weak Assassin is, it poses a considerable threat to humans. Even Einzbern's cyborg Irisviel can use first-class magic, but magic alone cannot stop Assassin. It's impossible for her to protect herself.

Therefore, if you want to fight while protecting your companions, the large number of enemies has become a very urgent problem.

Assassins were Servants who were summoned for the purpose of the Holy Grail, and they shouldn't be able to bear to be used as pawns of Tokiomi and Archer—but they couldn't defy the Command Spell either.

For tonight's action, Kotomine Kirei used a Command Spell, ordering them to "victory at all costs". Command spells are absolute orders to Servants, so they can only choose to follow orders.

Although they were happy to see Saber, who was called the strongest, change his face, she was not their target. The designated attack target is Rider's Master. Although Rider possesses a powerful Noble Phantasm, its destructive power is directional. If Assassin attacks from all directions, he will definitely be able to attack the cowardly short Master.

Yes, this is a moment of danger for the Conqueror Iskandar.

However, the giant Servant was still drinking his wine leisurely.

"Ri...Rider, hello, hello..."

Even though Webb shouted uneasily, Rider still didn't do anything. He looked at Assassin around him, his eyes still calm.

"Hey kid, don't be so embarrassed. It's just that there are guests at the banquet, so drink as you please."

"How do they look like guests!"

Rider smiled wryly and sighed, then facing Assassin who surrounded him, he greeted with a fool-like expression: "I said everyone, can you restrain your ghosts? My friend was frightened by you. ."

Saber thought he heard it wrong, and now even Archer frowned.

"Do you still want to invite them to the table? King of Conquerors."

"Of course, the king's speech should be heard by all the people. Since someone came to listen specifically, it doesn't matter whether it is an enemy or a friend."

Rider said calmly, scooping out the red wine from the bottle with a ladle, and reaching out to the Assassins.

"Come on, you're welcome. If you want to drink together, get your own cup. This wine is with your blood."

Huh... A sound that penetrated the air answered Rider.

Only the handle of the spoon was left in Rider's hand, and the spoon had fallen to the ground. This was done by one of the Assassins, and the wine from the spoon was scattered on the floor of the atrium.

Rider silently looked down at the wine scattered on the ground. The skeleton masks laughed as if mocking him.

"It really looks like a bunch of villains." Rider shook his head and sighed silently, with a calm tone, but everyone noticed that the tone was completely different from the one he started.

"As I said, this glass of wine is with your blood. Since you expect it to be scattered on the ground, then I will come..."

Before Rider's words were finished, a fiery storm swept up in place as if to burn everything. It wasn't like the forest at night, or the wind that it should have in the courtyard of a castle—it was literally from the desert, roaring in my ears.

Feeling sand in his mouth, Webb spit quickly. This is indeed sand. What was brought by the strange wind was really hot sand that could not have appeared before.

"Saber, and everyone... At the end of tonight's banquet, may I ask you, King? Are you lonely?" He had already changed into a battle attire, with a wide cloak waving sassily behind him, riding on a warhorse. Rider asked the people behind him.

"King! Naturally lonely." Saber immediately gave his own answer to Rider's question.

"Chi..." At Rider's question, the golden Archer just let out a sneer, as if sneering at the stupidity of the question he asked.

And Mu Hantian just shrugged indifferently, he is not the so-called king.

Rider laughed out loud. As if in response to the laughter, the whirlwind's momentum grew even stronger.

"No, doesn't it mean that there is no answer! Today I will teach you what is the real king!"

The unknown hot wind eroded the present world, and then subverted it.

Distance and location have lost their meaning in the bizarre phenomenon of the night. Dry winds with hot sand changed everything.

"How, how could this be..."

The screams of surprise came from the mouths of Weber and Irisviel, and what happened in front of them at this moment was enough to make any ordinary person exclaim.

"It's actually—inherent enchantment!"

The sun that scorches the earth, the sky is clear, until the horizon is blurred by sand. There are no obstructions anywhere in the field of vision.

Einzbern at night would change in an instant, and there was no doubt that it was just a phantom that eroded the real world. It can be said that this is the limit of magic that can be called a miracle.

"How come, you are obviously not a magician!"

"Naturally, this kind of enchantment is naturally not an existence that I can use alone."

Rider let out a hearty laugh.

"This is the land that our army once crossed. The warriors who shared weal and woe with me have this scene firmly imprinted in their hearts."

"Look, my unparalleled army!"

Filled with pride and pride, the King of Conqueror stood in front of the cavalry line and raised his arms high and shouted.

"Even if their bodies are destroyed, their heroic spirits are still summoned. They are my loyal warriors in the legend. The eternal friends who traveled through time and space to answer my call. They are my treasures! They are my king's way! Iskan This is the strongest Noble Phantasm—'The King's Army'!"