Fate: Hero of Justice Takeover

The Saber class, known for its top-tier performance, and Berserker, who sacrifices reason for enhanced attributes in all areas.

This should have been a well-matched, exciting clash—if only Saber's arm hadn't been injured.

The vast treetops swayed violently, and the crimson patterns on the tree trunks seemed to flow with fresh blood, shattering everything in their path.

Berserker roared in rage, grabbing a large tree from the forest and spinning it around at high speed, wreaking havoc across the battlefield.

The weapon he wielded wasn't something grand like Romulus' spear, which symbolized Rome itself. Instead, it was just an old tree picked from the side of the road, a twisted and chaotic weapon formed by Berserker's frenzied will, now dyed black.

With high-level endurance and strength, this massive weapon became a deadly spinning force, chasing after Saber's golden figure on the battlefield.

"I didn't expect he could even do this..."

Saber used "Mana Brust" to enhance her limbs, moving quickly. But she wasn't attacking; she was simply trying to survive the wide-range attacks.

The larger the weapon, the heavier and clumsier it should be—a universal truth. But the weapon in Berserker's hands demonstrated unexpected agility, and Saber narrowly avoided being hit by the tree multiple times, relying on her instincts to escape danger.

If only she could cut the tree down with her sword, the dilemma would be solved.

However, the weapons created by the Knight of Owner have at least a D-rank Noble Phantasm's quality. Even Saber's Holy Sword would be hard-pressed to cut through it.

So, should she retreat?

Saber's instincts told her that Berserker wasn't here to invade Einzberlen, but rather, his goal was her.

Is he a battle-hungry heroic spirit? Or simply an anti-hero who enjoys killing?

Either way, it meant Saber had lost her right to escape.

Now it would come down to their magical reserves. Saber quickly reduced the force of her sword strikes, knowing that if she continued to swing with full power, she wouldn't last long. She could only use the least amount of mana to avoid Berserker's chaotic attacks.

Berserker's mana also couldn't be unlimited. With the weight of the weapon he was wielding, there would come a time when his mana would be exhausted.

The question was—could Saber last until then?

Thinking of how her left hand was useless only added to her frustration. If only she could use both hands to hold the sword, she could release her Noble Phantasm and burn the tree to nothing.

Anxious thoughts filled her mind, but she continued to stand her ground, looking for any chance to turn the battle around.

And that chance came quickly.

Two lightning strikes, red and yellow, shot through the forest, and dual lances struck. One forced Berserker to defend, and the other cleaved the large tree, now a Noble Phantasm, in half.

Saber, freed from her battle with Berserker, took a deep breath, exhausted. A slender figure in tight clothing appeared in her line of sight.

"This is embarrassing, Saber. The reputation of the Knight King is crying."

The handsome man, with almost sinful beauty, winked at the stunned Saber. His eyes, filled with magic, were not something ordinary people could withstand. Unlike his deadly and powerful lances, Diarmuid's smile was carefree.

"Lancer, why..."

Saber was surprised, but Lancer smiled at her and then pointed his lance at the stunned Berserker.

"Who permitted you to behave so recklessly? This Saber's head is a badge of honour for my lance. Outsiders attempting to seize the prize are committing an act of theft by not respecting battlefield etiquette."

The shameless declaration of a hunt didn't anger Saber. Instead, Berserker, as if provoked, directed all of his killing intent and hatred toward the dual-spear wielder standing in front of Saber.

This was already the second time Lancer had stopped Berserker from attacking Saber. Even the most composed Heroic Spirit would be irked by such interference.

However, strangely, Saber felt that Berserker's anger wasn't merely because his attack was blocked—it was something more hidden, a deeper, unspeakable emotion.

But now was not the time for such reflections, as the black-armoured Berserker charged toward Lancer with his fists raised.

"Be careful! Berserker can turn any weapon he gets into his Noble Phantasm!"

Saber warned loudly, but Lancer responded with a carefree smile.

"Thank you, Saber, but I also want to know..."

The yellow spear fell to the ground.

As lancer held the Crimson Rose of Exorcism with both hands, crouched and prepared to strike.

"Will the power to steal a Noble Phantasm still work in front of my anti-magic spear?"

***

Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald wasn't here by chance.

In the evening, when he walked out of his newly established base, he was surprised to find that someone had inscribed magical words on the gate of the abandoned factory.

After easily deciphering the words, Kayneth learned a simple message.@@novelbin@@

"Thirty kilometres west of the city centre, deep in the national highway forest, is the Saber's Master's base—tonight, Berserker's Master will launch an attack there tonight."

In a situation where a Servant fight can only occur in secret, Kayneth's joy was fleeting after confirming the intelligence. He quickly fell into hesitation.

He had heard of Einzbern's domain before. Being a magus territory, it was surely protected by some form of barrier or defence, making it difficult for outsiders to gain an advantage.

However, with Berserker's Master launching an attack, there could be an opportunity to exploit it.

Whether due to Saber's injuries or the interference from Kiritsugu violating the sanctity of the sacred magical contest, Kayneth saw potential here.

With his decision made, Kayneth stepped into the forest barrier alongside Lancer, arriving just moments after Berserker engaged in a fight with Saber.

Just as expected, Berserker and Saber were locked in battle.

Though Berserker's Master had already retreated, Saber's Master had also remained hidden.

Perhaps Kiritsugu thought that within his own domain, he could defend himself even without his servant's assistance.

That was a miscalculation.

Kayneth saw his course of action clearly.

First, Lancer would engage in a battle with both Saber and Berserker, preventing Saber from retreating from the battle and exhausting her further.

Meanwhile, Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, the proud Lord El-Melloi, would infiltrate the Einzbern stronghold all alone.

It was a bold plan.

But his confidence in himself is unshaken.

No matter what defences the Einzbern's have, he was prepared to dismantle them completely.

He had to. 

His fiancee Sola-Ui was growing dissatisfied with the current situation.

If he wanted to regain her respect, he had to prove himself.

With unwavering determination, Kayneth advanced deeper into the Einzbern Forest—towards the Einzbern stronghold.

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