"Did you show mercy?"
Artoria gently waved her sword, and the Wind King's barrier unfolded again, hiding the true form of the golden sword in her hand before the waves subsided.
As she fought back against the magic spear summoned by Morgan from the sky, Artoria felt that if Morgan had launched other magic at that time to interfere from the front, she would have only two choices—
Either be seriously injured and retreat on the spot, or activate her Noble Phantasm and reveal her true name to resolve the crisis.
With Morgan among the hostile Servants in the Holy Grail War, hiding her real name had become a futile tactic that could be exposed at any time.
In contrast, Morgan's real name was also exposed. The only difference was that Morgan had shown something during the battle that Artoria didn't know.
The disadvantages of exposing one's real name varied for both parties.
"I told you, I'm just here to say hello tonight, Artoria," Morgan said with a faint, unchanging smile.
"Greet..."
Artoria knew well how evil and cruel her sister's character was. It was not unreasonable to regard this life-and-death fight as a greeting.
"If you want to eliminate an opponent tonight or withdraw, just go ahead," Morgan said in a teasing tone. "That person won't mind."
That person? Artoria hesitated before realizing that Morgan was talking about her Master, Tatsuya Suzuki.
In the Holy Grail War, a Master certainly wouldn't mind their Servant taking out other Servants.
"But if we defeat the best Saber-class on the first night, we will surely become the target of public criticism." Morgan assumed a difficult situation but spoke as steadily as ever, without any sense of crisis.
"Unfortunately, I don't intend to withdraw from the Holy Grail War in a place like this."
Artoria recalled her wish and gripped the hilt of her sword again, ready to continue fighting.
"Hmph..." Morgan clenched her magic spear.
The explosive atmosphere of the battlefield was disrupted by sudden lightning and thunder.
Artoria looked towards the Bayside Warehouse in shock. Thunder was rolling on the ground like a snake, and the dazzling light did not fade even from hundreds of meters away.
Feeling the magical aura contained in the lightning, Artoria became alert.
Morgan had been leading her by the nose, and she had only been able to pay attention to the battle situation in front of her, with no extra energy to pay attention to her surroundings.
It was only then that Artoria noticed that Illyasviel was being helped away by a woman with short black hair.
That was Hisau Maiya, Emiya Kiritsugu's assistant.
In other words, Kiritsugu has also come here? Artoria immediately realized the situation.
"It turns out it wasn't an illusion. Has he finished his work and come here?" Morgan was also slightly surprised and sighed silently. "He would rather fight in person than let the Servants do it. My husband is really stubborn—"
Husband? Artoria was shocked.
"...So there are outsiders who want to interfere here. Can you block them for us? Thank you." Morgan's eyes drifted away, not looking at Saber, and her tone was full of ridicule for the person she was talking to.
She was communicating with her Master directly through the mind, Artoria understood.
"In that case, I should be the wife and watch the battle. Don't be ashamed; just fight to your heart's content."
After saying this, Morgan transformed into a spirit and disappeared from the sea.
But Artoria, who was also a Servant, could see that Morgan was moving quickly towards the Bayside Warehouse.
irisviel had already been led back by Maiya, and Kiritsugu must have been observing the battle at the warehouse.
Having made up her mind, though unable to transform into a spirit, Artoria quickly jumped up from the sea, followed Morgan's figure, and rushed to another battlefield where a war had quietly begun.
"Oh? Instead of attacking me from behind, you put down your weapons. Are you so unsure, Artoria?"
Morgan, who had shed her Servant form and changed back into modern clothes, looked at Artoria, who had also changed back into a black suit, with sarcasm.
Without any communication, both parties had chosen to end the fight.
"If it's a head-on battle, I won't hesitate even if I have to kill my sister as a Servant," Artoria's attitude was straightforward. "But it's hard to avoid feeling bad when you attack your blood relatives from behind."
After saying that, Artoria, standing on top of the container, looked towards the battlefield in the warehouse district.
On one side was Morgan's Master, Tatsuya Suzuki.
On the other side was the Servant Lancer.
The battle was not one-sided. Before arriving, Artoria had thought the lightning magic was done by a Servant.
In fact, it was quite the opposite.
The warehouse district was covered with ice, which was impossible in this season.
Tatsuya was in the middle of it, with a few tears on his clothes but no obvious scars, and he looked a little disheveled.
But compared to Lancer, who was half-kneeling with his longer red spear supporting his body and taking a defensive stance with his shorter yellow spear, it was far worse.
There was residual electric current flowing through Lancer Diarmuid's body, and there were charred scars from being directly hit by lightning.
When Tatsuya began to perform the great magic called "Thunder Reign," the Master of the Spear Servant immediately ordered him to release the seal of the Noble Phantasm.
If it weren't for the special ability of the Red Spear 『Crimson Rose of Exorcism』, Diarmuid knew that even as a Servant, he would not feel good after taking a solid hit from the lightning strike just now.
"It can break and defend against magic, but it can't completely interfere with magic that has already been activated... and a pair of spears, one short and one long." Tatsuya reached out and brushed the dust off his shoulders. "And it can recognize the Celtic warrior's 'Four Branches of Asase' formation. Lancer, I already know your real name."
Lancer had no feelings about this. When the battle reached a certain level, the Noble Phantasm would inevitably have to be unsealed due to the severity of the enemy.
A magician fully prepared for the Holy Grail War could, of course, deduce Diarmuid's true name from these two red and yellow magic spears.
What was more troublesome was that Saber and Berserker, who had been fighting previously, had interrupted their fight and arrived nearby to watch. From the way they stood side by side, Lancer was worried that the two had reached a consensus on cooperation, which would be very disadvantageous to him and his Master.
Just as Lancer was about to advise his Master to retreat, Berserker suddenly summoned a weapon and threw it at Tatsuya Suzuki.
The weapon did not pierce Tatsuya's body but was simply stuck firmly diagonally into the hard, icy ground.
"I'll lend you my weapon. Let's end this battle quickly," Morgan's tone was relaxed.
Lancer saw that Tatsuya wanted to get angry but couldn't, so he reached out and grabbed Morgan's weapon and pulled it out.
"Hey, who is the Master?"
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