Magician in Type-Moon

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Tokiomi Tohsaka was still thinking, still hesitating. In his mind, using a Command Spell would mean that an irreparable rift would appear in his relationship with Archer.

Gilgamesh's power is what he relies on most; however, the use of Command Seals will weaken this trust, leading to a break in his relationship with the King of Heroes, and possibly even unpredictable consequences.

Tokiomi Tohsaka knew he was facing a difficult choice. If he didn't use a Command Spell, he couldn't guarantee the situation would develop in the direction he expected; but if he did use one, he couldn't bear the consequences of Gilgamesh's wrath.

Unable to vent his anger, Tokiomi clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms.

Why are things going so wrong? I've made meticulous preparations and devised foolproof plans to participate in this Holy Grail War, but why do these unexpected accidents always happen?

Gilgamesh decided to put more pressure on Tokiomi because of his hesitation. Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice tinged with sarcasm: "Tokiomi, have you thought about your advice? If you can follow my wishes, it's not that I can't listen to it."

Tokiomi Tohsaka sensed the threat and probing in Gilgamesh's words; he knew that Gilgamesh was forcing him to make a choice.

“Your Majesty, I have never doubted your greatness and power,” Tokiomi said in a low voice, his tone tinged with respect.

"But the current situation is out of control, and if it is not resolved soon, it may lead to an even greater disaster. This is not only for my benefit, but also to uphold your dignity."

"Tokiomi, you certainly know how to talk, but at this point, is all you can do is spout these fancy words?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka sensed Gilgamesh's growing displeasure and realized that he had reached the edge of a precipice, and one more step would plunge him into the abyss.

Command Seals—using Command Seals will solve this problem, and there's no need to think about how to deal with this troublesome Heroic Spirit.

Why did it have to be the Archer class that appeared in the world? Sigh, it's time to make a decision.

Every extra second that passes means another person could witness the accident.

"Your Majesty, this incident was indeed caused by my poor planning. It was my dereliction of duty, and I beg Your Majesty to punish me."

Upon hearing this, the King of Heroes narrowed his eyes in displeasure, tilted his head slightly, and supported himself with his right hand. Is this all he can do? Tokiomi, still so boring.

"But this is a great opportunity to demonstrate the true might of a hero, I hope you will consider this carefully!"

Tokiomi's voice suddenly rose in pitch, and as soon as he finished speaking, the Command Seals on the back of his hand emitted a dazzling light.

Chapter 63 Saber

The Command Seal burst forth with a blinding light, its magical power transforming directly into a driving force, manifesting itself in the body of the Hero King Gilgamesh.

Feeling the force binding him, Archer did not display the furious demeanor that Tokiomi had anticipated.

Instead, he let out a wild and wicked laugh, looking up at the sky.

"Tokiomi, you certainly have guts."

Gilgamesh's laughter echoed in the air, filled with arrogance and disdain. His gaze swept over Tokiomi Tohsaka as if he were looking down at dust, and he sneered:

"Using Command Seals to command me, that takes some courage, but have you considered the consequences?"

Tokiomi lowered his head and remained silent, his heart pounding but his outward composure betraying his inner tension. He understood that using Command Spells was an affront to Gilgamesh's authority, but he had no other choice.

Even at this point, Tokiomi still couldn't figure out what Gilgamesh was thinking, and didn't know whether this action was approval or resentment.

This might be what is known in the neighboring ancient kingdom as "the heart of a sage is unfathomable."

The glittering 'ship' crafted from gold and emeralds suddenly accelerated through the air and sped toward the battlefield, its surface shimmering with magical light, adding to its opulent appearance.

Gilgamesh swung his right hand, which was supporting his cheek, and countless swords, spears, and halberds appeared in the air beside him.

The glittering initial Noble Phantasm roared and shot straight down at all the Heroic Spirits on the battlefield below, including even Assassin, who was also an ally.

Countless rays of light transformed into sharp blades, slicing through the sky and crashing into the battlefield with destructive power. Each treasure carried an irresistible pressure, as if divine punishment had descended.

Seeing this, Lancer's eyes flashed with a cold light. She quickly swung her spear and barely managed to block the attacks of several Noble Phantasms. However, faced with such a fierce offensive, her movements became increasingly sluggish.

Assassin was also shocked by the sudden attack. He quickly dodged, trying his best to avoid the deadly light, but he was still grazed by several sharp blades, and blood immediately gushed from the wounds.

Meanwhile, Matou Ike watched helplessly as the beams of light approached from the cockpit of his fighter jet. He quickly maneuvered the aircraft, attempting to evade the attacks, but several beams still struck the plane, causing severe shock and damage.

“Is it Archer?” Matou Ike murmured. “It’s an irresistible power.”

The battle above the viaduct instantly descended into chaos. Gilgamesh's attacks not only threw his enemies into disarray, but even his allies had to be careful. Despite this, his face still wore that disdainful smile.

This is the arrogance of a king; the powerful Noble Phantasm is unleashed as a lesson to these bastards who refuse to bow down to the king's glory.

The battle above the viaduct instantly descended into chaos. Gilgamesh's attacks not only threw his enemies into disarray, but even his allies had to be careful.

Gilgamesh's voice echoed in the air, filled with majesty and coldness:

"Kneel down, you ants! Under my glorious light, none can withstand you!"

As he spoke, more Noble Phantasms rained down from the sky, like an endless storm, shrouding the entire battlefield in the shadow of destruction.

......

Rewinding to a short time ago, after receiving orders from Kiritsugu Emiya, Artoria continued her march towards the battlefield.

She rode a silver-white 'beast' beneath her, constantly accelerating and speeding along the crowded road.

To maximize Saber's riding skills, Kiritsugu prepared a two-wheeled vehicle instead of a four-wheeled one.

He believes that while a car's seatbelt binds the driver to the seat, allowing only 'control', the true mastery of a motorcycle lies in the driver becoming one with the motorcycle to control the center of gravity and being exposed to the airflow.

Since it is intended for use by superhuman beings like Servants, the performance should not be limited by the physical limits of human operators.

Kiritsugu boldly adopted a vehicle body structure that was ridiculed as being completely impractical and merely theoretical.

The basic chassis is the YAMAHA VMAX, which is currently known as the strongest monster motorcycle. The displacement of the original 1200cc engine, which could produce 140 horsepower, has been increased. In addition, the intake system and twin turbochargers have been added, and the drive system has also been comprehensively strengthened.

Ultimately, it was transformed into an alien monster with over 250 horsepower, and this monster is now Saber's silver mount.

The classic and graceful body lines are like an elegant noblewoman, but the roar of the V4 1400cc engine is like the howl of a wild beast, like the deep and powerful roar of a steel lion.

Despite ignoring the limits and undertaking such an unusual modification, this vehicle is no longer able to run normally due to its two-wheeled design.

The torque is too high, the tires can't grip the ground at all and can only keep slipping. If you twist the handlebars, the front wheel will immediately lift up and throw the driver off the vehicle, just like an untamed wild beast.

Saber, however, forcefully unleashed her magic, and the torrent of magic emanating from her back pressed the 'beast' beneath her onto the road, causing it to accelerate in the direction the car was pointing.

Magic surrounded her, forming an invisible barrier that held her firmly in place in the car, preventing it from shaking her off no matter how violently the vehicle roared.

The steel behemoth grew increasingly ferocious, and Saber's heightened sense of arousal intensified.

This feeling, like riding on horseback, brought Artoria's mind back to the battlefields of the past, rekindling her knightly spirit of charging into enemy lines with her lance raised high.

A resolute light shone in her eyes, and as she felt the roar of the engine and the howling wind, her heart seemed to beat in unison with the roar of this 'beast'.

The scenes on both sides of the street flashed by, and the city lights turned into streaks of light in her vision. The deep, heavy sound that was originally like a raging torrent suddenly turned into a piercing high pitch, becoming more violent and savage.

The vehicle and Saber transformed into a bullet, and the surrounding environment flew past like a meteor.

Her gaze was firm and calm; the battlefield ahead was her target. With each acceleration, the silver-white 'beast' shot out like an arrow, rapidly closing the distance between her and the battlefield.

As the silver-white 'beast' sped through the streets, the cars on the side of the road were stunned by its speed and powerful aura.

The drivers slowed down, their eyes drawn to the silver-white figure. They had never seen such amazing driving skills and speed.

The driver of a luxury car had just rounded a bend when he saw the speeding motorcycle in front of him and slammed on the brakes, the wheels screeching as they scraped against the ground.

The passengers inside the car stared out the window in horror as the motorcycle, like a silver lightning bolt, flashed past, creating a gust of wind that swept up the fallen leaves from the roadside.

Meanwhile, the traffic sign recognition system erected by the roadside was already beeping alarms, with its red warning lights flashing incessantly, appearing particularly glaring.

The system continuously captured images of the silver-white 'beast' speeding by and automatically transmitted the data to the traffic police department.

Upon receiving the news, the traffic police immediately began retrieving photos of speeding violations from the system in an attempt to identify the suspect. However, when they saw the photos, they were all speechless.

Only a blurry silver trail remained in the image, making it almost impossible to discern the driver's appearance. The speed data displayed by the vehicle speed detector also exceeded the limits of conventional vehicles, leaving them incredulous.

Chapter 64 Aerial Showdown (Part 1)

"Saber, how much longer until we reach the battlefield?"

A cold voice came through the headset to Artoria's ears as she sped along.

Faced with this situation on the battlefield, Kiritsugu Emiya had no choice but to urge Saber to rush to the battlefield as soon as possible.

"Almost there... in... minutes... we'll be there." Because Saber was driving her motorcycle at breakneck speed, her words were muffled by the wind and the roar of the engine.

Artoria focused her attention and exerted all her control over the silver-white 'beast,' the roar of the engine like a battle horn.

Urged on by her Master, she focused even more intently, her gaze fixed firmly ahead. The magical energy within her surged, enhancing her perception and reaction speed, allowing her to perfectly control this silver-white 'beast'.

"I need to speed up," she thought to herself, jerking the handlebars. The engine roared to life, and the motorcycle accelerated dramatically, transforming into a silver streak as it sped down the road. She felt the wind whistling past her ears, and the scenery behind her blurred rapidly.

Drivers along the way stared in disbelief as the lightning-fast motorcycle whizzed past, marveling at its speed and the driver's skill.

Several traffic police officers set up temporary checkpoints on both sides of the road in an attempt to intercept the speeding "beast," but they were all stunned by its ferocious speed as it approached and had no time to react.

......

Kiritsugu Emiya stood on the top floor of a tall building, gazing through binoculars at the broken viaduct in the distance. His expression was cold, but his heart was filled with complex emotions.

The surrounding area was a mess of rooftop equipment, with air conditioning units, satellite antennas, and ventilation ducts scattered haphazardly, giving it a somewhat chaotic appearance.

The scorching sun shone on these devices, casting dappled shadows, while a gentle breeze blew softly in the high sky, bringing a touch of coolness.

There was a low railing along the edge of the tall building. Kiritsugu stood beside the railing, holding a sniper rifle in his hand, his fingertips lightly tapping the barrel, revealing his anxiety and tension.

Beyond the railing lies a seemingly bottomless urban landscape, with a few birds occasionally flitting across the sky, emitting clear chirps.

Beside him was a black tactical backpack filled with various combat equipment and tools. A rope was sticking out from one corner of the backpack, clearly for climbing and escaping in an emergency.

"...It has already begun."

Kiritsugu had already grasped the situation correctly simply by sensing the overwhelming magical aura of the area.

Kiritsugu Emiya stood on the top floor of the high-rise building, holding a sniper rifle weighing over ten kilograms in his hand, his eyes revealing calmness and decisiveness.

His gaze swept across the distant battlefield, and he quickly analyzed the current situation in his mind. Five clusters of high-level magical energy meant that almost all the Servants had gathered here.

Could it be that these heroic spirits all want to end the Holy Grail War in this battle?

He could feel the oppressive magical aura permeating the surrounding air, as if the entire world was trembling in anticipation of the impending great battle.

Someone has set up a barrier, possibly to hide the commotion that has occurred along this route, so as to prevent more passersby who are not involved in the Holy Grail War from getting involved.

Even so, the situation has escalated to such an extent that even the Holy Church must be having a major headache.

Kiritsugu held the sniper rifle to his side and fell into a brief moment of thought.

Based on the signal from the transmitter, he was almost certain of Saber's location; the previous communication was merely to urge her on.

The problem is, even if Saber arrives, how will she join the battle? The three Servants in her line of sight occupy the sky, and the original targets, Lancer and Assassin, are obscured by the ruins due to the destruction of the overpass, making it impossible to see the situation clearly.