Pendragon's Infinity Gauntlet

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Pendragon said casually.

Rin Tohsaka was certainly aware of this, so she had already decided on the path she should take.

“That makes me angry. Don’t say it again, Assassin.”

Rin Tohsaka said this while looking at the curse mark carved on the ground.

“I’m different from them; calories can be transformed into magic.”

Pendragon began to make frantic hints.

Rin's cold expression melted away, revealing an expression that seemed to indicate she had breathed a sigh of relief.

"...Next. Let's get rid of this. It's not very useful, but it can at least hinder things for a while."

Rin Tohsaka approached the curse mark drawn on the ground and stretched out her left hand, the organ from which she had received the magic crest.

"Eliminate. Removal surgery, second section."

Rin Tohsaka placed her left hand on the ground and poured in a burst of magic power, causing the color of the curse mark etched on the floor to gradually fade.

"What? You want to eliminate it? That's such a waste."

A voice from a third party suddenly rang out, interrupting Rin Tohsaka's action of dispelling the barrier.

"—!"

Startled, Miss Rin quickly turned around and looked in the direction of the sound.

About ten meters away from her, on the water tower, a dark blue figure, almost blending into the night, was crouching.

A blood-red spear rested on the man's shoulder, while his two hands rested symmetrically on the spear, seemingly limp and powerless.

This pose is almost identical to that of Stephen Chow's Monkey King; in Zixia Fairy's words, it looks like a dog.

Pendragon silently criticized the way this guy appeared, noting the stark difference in prestige compared to his own godfather-like entrance.

His upturned lips, roughly, carried the scent of a wild beast on the wind.

Because the beast's gaze was cold, just like his eyes, which seemed to be stained with blood.

"This, is this the work of yours?"

Looking up at this extremely dangerous man, Rin Tohsaka broke out in a cold sweat. But remembering that her servant was right beside her, she wasn't too scared and questioned him in a cold voice.

"--No."

The blue-bodied man casually drew out his words, denying in a disinterested tone, "Playing tricks is a magician's job; we're just fighting according to orders."

He paused for a moment, then winked his right eye at Pendragon, who had just torn open a bag of dorayaki.

"Right? You over there, buddy?"

A light, yet menacing voice.

This guy knows who Assassin is...!

"So he really is a Servant!"

Rin's expression suddenly became tense. No matter how well she prepared, she was still unsure of herself when encountering other Servants for the first time.

After all, their own Servant doesn't seem very reliable. With such a cute appearance, their combat power is bound to be somewhat reduced, right?

"That's right, a lady who knows I'm a Servant must be my enemy."

This guy stood up from the water tower, and while speaking, he released his killing intent towards Rin Tohsaka.

A chill ran down my spine.

As if nothing was wrong, the blue Servant's indifferent voice was colder than any words Rin Tohsaka had ever heard before, so terrifying that it made her want to vomit.

"..."

Rin Tohsaka didn't know what to do or how to proceed.

However, Rin Tohsaka noticed the surrounding area on the rooftop, and reason told her that it was best not to fight this man inside.

"You're still eating!"

Rin Tohsaka almost laughed in exasperation at Pendragon's expressionless face, which was swollen like a hamster's because of the four or five small dorayaki stuffed in his mouth.

Hasn't this guy realized how serious things are?

"What a sharp reaction! Now it's all over. I shouldn't have acted on a whim... I should have told you beforehand."

The man twirled his spear, creating a dazzling display, and a visible vortex of magical energy appeared above the crimson weapon.

"Noble Phantasm..."

Rin Tohsaka murmured softly, judging from the powerful magic contained in that murder weapon, it was undoubtedly the Servants' trump card, a symbol of legend or some epic.

"She is a Lancer-class Servant, one of the Three Knights..."

Miss Rin's voice fell slightly, her mood was absolutely terrible.

In terms of basic attributes, Saber, Archer, and Lancer are generally stronger, earning them the reputation of the Three Knights.

Encountering an opponent of this caliber on the very first encounter would be a headache even for someone as outstanding as Rin; she must have been out of luck.

Facing the murderous Lancer, Rin Tohsaka glanced at her Servant again; all she had in her hand was a dorayaki, and she had no weapon at all!

Hasn't she realized the seriousness of the problem?

Locked onto by the murderous aura, Rin Tohsaka leaped to the side faster than she could think.

In short, she used all her strength and effort to slam her body against the barbed wire and jump to the side...!

The whirlwind created by the spear's thrust whipped up Rin Tohsaka's hair, as if it had sliced ​​through space itself!

Rin Tohsaka, who jumped away in an instant, sensed something amiss behind her—

Apart from the initial sound of the gun blade cutting through the air, the scene became eerily silent, to the point that Rin Tohsaka subconsciously stopped her plan to leap over the barbed wire and couldn't help but turn back to look.

"—Assassin?"

To be honest, as fellow Servants, it wasn't surprising that Rin Tohsaka was able to stop this unfamiliar Servant, even though Pendragon was also a Servant.

But what is she seeing now?!

Assassin held a dorayaki between two fingers, while Lancer's Noble Phantasm spear blade was sandwiched between two small cakes like a red bean paste filling.

P.S.: The rain was particularly heavy today, washing away the sewers. The water on the road was up to my waist. I had to carry my bike and wade back slowly, more than seven kilometers. It was very late when I got home... Cultivators, remember to go to bed early.

Chapter Forty-Seven: What Does This Mean?

Chapter 47

Not moving at all!

Despite Lancer's ferocious struggle as he tried to pull the spear out from between the two pieces of dorayaki, the crimson weapon seemed to be permanently attached to the spot, like the roots of an old tree. No matter how much force Lancer used, he couldn't budge it an inch!

Miss Rin opened her mouth wide, completely abandoning any ladylike demeanor; it looked as if an egg could fit between her two red lips.

But then, her heart was filled with immense joy.

Secret delight! Surprise! Ecstasy!

The Servant she summoned is so strong! She gained the upper hand in the battle against Lancer in just one turn. Perhaps "advantage" is no longer enough to describe her advantage.

Because Lancer seemed to have no way to deal with her.

Although the scene before them seemed somewhat out of place with the style of an Assassin class, something seemed off.

There's no way I'll ever run away again; I'll never run away again in my life.

Because she misjudged the strength of her own Servant, she ended up doing something rather embarrassing. Rin decided to apologize to Assassin after everything was over.

"Well..."

Pendragon glanced back at Rin and found that she had indeed stopped and was looking at him with a shocked expression.

OK, objective achieved.

Pretending to be cool is tiring. It only lasted a short while, a few seconds. My lunch today was a complete waste.

Pendragon suddenly let go, and Lancer, who was straining to pull the spear outwards, immediately tumbled backwards.

As a heroic spirit, his power is immense. At his full strength, he can overturn even an armored tank, let alone a mere human body.

Fortunately, Lancer was incredibly agile; just as he was about to fall, he swiftly extended a hand to brace himself against the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a powerful force erupted!

With their fingers tightly clasped, even the solid cement floor couldn't withstand the pressure, leaving five finger-shaped dents.

As if weightless, the body was instantly lifted into the air, tumbling in a fancy, Filipino diving style before landing back on the tall water tower.

With his right hand holding a spear horizontally, his body low to the ground, kneeling on one knee, and his other hand supporting himself on the metal sheet at the top of the water tower, his bright red eyes were fixed on Pendragon, who was still chewing on a dorayaki.

A cold gaze, a chilling murderous aura—even the air seemed to grow cold, filled with an ominous, magical power.

Lancer's spearman pose was perfect, and even Rin Tohsaka, who was observing from behind, couldn't help but applaud... if it weren't for the dorayaki skewered on the tip of Lancer's spear.

Unfortunately, the ritual for collecting the Dragon Balls is not a gymnastics or diving competition; it's not a matter of whoever has the best posture to become the big winner.

"A Lancer-class Servant?"

Rin Tohsaka stood behind Pendragon, her resolute voice carrying a sense of certainty as she asked.

"Exactly. Speaking of which, your Servant doesn't seem like Saber. With such strength, could it be Archer?"

Lancer's style feels even more off now; for example, his gun can even be caught by Archer with his bare hands.

"Actually, no one is more like Saber than me."

With a blank expression, Pendragon swallowed the sweets in his mouth, which instantly turned into magic in the operating converter.

"???"

"???"

Lancer and Rin were completely bewildered. What did he mean by that?

"Who are you exactly?"

Lancer's mouth twitched uncomfortably.

"Tear."

After finishing the dorayaki, Pendragon immediately pulled out a packet of gummy candies from his pocket, unwrapped it, and didn't respond to Lancer's question.

"Hmph, this doesn't seem like the type of match where you fight face-to-face. So, it's Archer, isn't it?"

A cold voice probed, but neither Pendragon nor Rin Tohsaka responded.

In Rin's opinion, it would be best if Lancer could continue to misunderstand, rather than revealing Pendragon's true nature.

"...Very well, although I don't like you, since we've met, I guess I have no choice but to fight. Come on, draw your bow, Archer. I'm also very particular about etiquette, so I can wait this long."

Eating candy...

Now, not only Lancer, but even Rin Tohsaka couldn't stand it anymore. At least take your opponent seriously!

"Go ahead! I won't offer any help this time. Let me see your power right here."

Assassin.

Rin didn't reveal Pendragon's true identity, but spoke in a voice full of anticipation.

It's ultimately a physically demanding job.

Pendragon sighed helplessly, his dark golden eyes silently watching the blue figure in front of him.

That look made this man, who was as perceptive as a wild beast, feel a chill.

Lancer has worked so hard on so many film sets, it would be so inhumane if he died again.

Moreover, Pendragon needs to keep other Servants around to put pressure on Rin, otherwise what will he do if he has no food?

At the same time, in order to ensure the quality of their meals, they also need to demonstrate a certain level of competence to their clients...

Pendragon made up his mind, and Lancer's uneasy feeling disappeared.

"What's wrong, Lancer? Standing still isn't a Lancer's style. If you don't come over here, I'm going to attack."

Pendragon extended his hand provocatively and then beckoned to Lancer with his finger.