To Keyneth, the barrier's alarm about foreign invasion did not cause panic. He even had time to change his dirty clothes from the earlier battle and put on clean ones.
Above the 30th floor of the hotel, there was no one except Keyneth and his group. Undoubtedly, the hotel had received a magical hint to disperse the idle people, who left the place on their own.
Keyneth admired this standard magician's behavior and could clearly see through the barrier and the surveillance of the familiar that the intruder was Tatsuya Suzuki, who had been in the Einzbern Forest just a moment ago. Accompanying him was his Berserker Servant, already fully armed.
Although Keyneth had expended a lot of magic power to escape from the castle hall and resist Berserker's attack, he still had the confidence to fight against the enemy now that he was back in his workshop.
Keyneth had spent a large sum of money to buy the top floor of the Hyatt Hotel and transform it into a large magic studio. This transformation was not on the material level but an enhancement on the magical level.
Keyneth had set up twenty-four layers of barriers on the thirty-second floor, defenses so rigorous they could be described as magic walls. There were also three magic furnaces dedicated to him, which provided and replenished magic power. As a means of counterattack, dozens of evil spirits had been summoned to replace the hounds.
This was a home battle in the true sense. Keyneth sat in his seat, drinking champagne, waiting to kill Tatsuya Suzuki, who would be exhausted by the workshop traps, and then defeat him.
Keyneth craved blood, and Tatsuya Suzuki coming to his lair was exactly what he needed at the moment. "Don't think that being a designated executor of the seal makes you the only practical magician. In terms of actual combat, I will not lose to other magicians," Keyneth said to his fiancée.
Sola-Ui, who was usually difficult to approach, smiled at him and said, "Of course, I am looking forward to your performance." This attitude made Keyneth more motivated, and he calculated the perfect time to confront the enemy. If Tatsuya Suzuki fell halfway, Keyneth would feel no sense of accomplishment and might even be despised by his fiancée.
First, let's take a look at the situation on Lancer's side. Keyneth connected to the Servant's vision and hearing to check the battlefield. Lancer, having had no actual battle tonight, was in perfect condition but felt a bit guilty about facing Tatsuya this way. But there was no other choice. Avoiding battle now would be the greatest betrayal to the lord.
After seeing Tatsuya step out of the elevator on the 31st floor, Lancer stood in the wide hall and shook his head slightly at Tatsuya. Berserker followed behind Tatsuya, but that was not a concern for Lancer. Servants should fight Servants, and Masters should challenge Masters.
After seeing Lancer's intention to let him pass, Tatsuya didn't say anything polite. He just told Berserker, "I leave it to you here," and walked past Lancer to head upstairs. The elevator's function to reach the top floor was disabled, so Tatsuya had to take the stairs, even though they were filled with traps.
Lancer saw Tatsuya disappear into the fire escape and then turned his attention back to Berserker. Her facial features were identical to Saber's, the only difference being hair and eye color. She was undoubtedly a Servant related to Saber by blood.
In this case, the battle at sea last night was probably not hostility but a mutual test. Being both a berserker and a magician, Lancer tightly grasped the two spears in his hands and prepared for combat.
Without declaration or prompt, the battle began. Lancer rushed towards Berserker like a sharp arrow and thrust out the red spear with a longer attack range.
Clang--!
The weapons clashed, and then they engaged in close combat. Berserker's ability in close combat was expected, and Lancer was prepared for it. As a Servant who excelled in using spears, facing another spear user was gratifying for Diarmuid.
There was no need for tactical deception anymore, as the Noble Phantasm's true name had inevitably been revealed. There was no need to test each other further; a fight to the death was imminent.
Lancer wielded both spears like the wind, and Berserker did not hold back either. Both continued to swing and twirl their weapons, engaging in fierce attack and defense. Their movements were too fast for the naked eye. Within just one minute, they had fought dozens of rounds and then distanced themselves from each other again.
"That spear skill..." Lancer's face was solemn.
"Oh? After all, you are a spear Servant. Once we fight, you will see my spear skills," Berserker replied, holding the spear with one hand.
"Is that really the case?" Lancer was extremely shocked. Berserker's spear skills were identical to Tatsuya Suzuki's.
Did the Servant teach the Master how to use a spear, or did the Master instruct the Servant in spear techniques? No matter which side you choose, it doesn't make sense. The reason is simple: whether it is Tatsuya or Berserker, their spear skills are exactly the same, a level that cannot be trained in just a day or a night before the Holy Grail War began.
Moreover, Berserker seemed to know very well how to deal with opponents like Diarmuid who used dual spears. Whenever Diarmuid attempted to stab Berserker with his red spear, Berserker would counterattack with her magic spear without hesitation. This was not to seek mutual destruction, Lancer understood. He had to hold both spears in the middle to ensure that the weapons were firmly controlled in one hand. This resulted in the longer spear having its attack range reduced.
But Berserker was different. He held the strange magic spear with both hands, making it longer than standard. When they stabbed at each other, Berserker only needed to hold the end of the spear, and the blade would reach Lancer before Diarmuid could strike him. No matter how many times he tried, Diarmuid always came to the same conclusion.
"I didn't expect there would be an opponent who understands the strategy of fighting with two spears so well…" Diarmuid felt pressured. "I thought you were not a warrior skilled in hand-to-hand combat. It seems I underestimated you."
Diarmuid put away one of his spears and focused on the red spear. "Now that the secret of the two spears has been revealed, I will no longer rely on luck."
Missing a treasure would bring disadvantages, but it was better than having his spear techniques targeted and countered at every turn, which could be fatal at any time.
"Lancer, Diarmuid Ua Duibhne, joins the fight alone!"
Berserker just smiled faintly and pointed the tip of her magic spear at Diarmuid's head from a distance.
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