24. Continued Battle

Prana is consumed not only to keep the Servant manifested, but also for all the efforts they make. So in battle, the consumption rate becomes higher. Prana is drawn from the Master's Magic Circuit, and channeled to the Servant.

And the activation of the Magic Circuit, in Matō Kariya's case, he now supplies mana to Jibril more easily and his mana consumption is also lower compared to other masters, in other words Kariya's body is now a mana battery of the best quality.

When dematerialized, prana consumption is at a minimum. However, under battle-like circumstances, masters would occasionally be tormented with palpitations and dizziness.

Servants who disobey their masters are like foreign objects, the Magic Circuits of masters like Waver or Kiritsugu who are only young magicians will be burdened.

Being on the opposite side of the battle, Kariya kept an eye on the surroundings, sweeping across the place with detection magic "฿Ʉ₴₵₳Ɽ". When he found that in the shadows there were two people pointing rifles at him, they were Maiya and Emiya Kiritsugu, he immediately made a barrier of the B-Klians that Jibril gave him with his hands.

To avoid an even greater disaster, he applied an attack spell. It seems like there are two other servants watching this battle, possibly the caster and the assassin.

Victory— not earned. Maybe Tokiomi evacuated Archer when he realized the loss.

Jibril had not taken a single step back in front of the magnificent golden Archer. By improvising magic in a year, Kariya was able to rival Tōsaka's magic polished over generations, alone.

"...Fuhu, somehow...I feel happy that I was able to corner Tokiomi for the first time."

Kariya didn't laugh out loud because of his theory(?).

He did. The haughty magus ended up being splashed with mud by a mere human like Kariya, after always looking down on people like him. In his heart, Kariya sneered at Tokiomi and Zōken, thinking, did you see it.

I am not a loser. No one will call me a failure or an insect again. I can fight against you. I want you to know what defeat is...

This is enough for tonight. There was no reason to continue fighting that would hurt him now that his archenemy, the Archer, had withdrawn. Just let the other Servants kill each other as they please.

When he reached his conclusion, Kariya was the most panicked of them all, when he saw Berserker making Saber his new target and attacking her.

"Stop...Jibril, come back! Dealing with them now will only take away your fun later, -Jibrill!"

He called him. Such simple instructions should be enough to reach him, he didn't want Tokiomi to take advantage of him and his servants to make things easier for him, because he always knew that person was cunning. if he used Aoi or Rin to threaten him he couldn't do anything, but the Flugel didn't respond. On the contrary, the amount of prana consumed by Jibril's excitement stimulated all the kariya's prana to increase, and he felt that it would be a hassle if he had to fight four servants including the hidden assassin.

"JiiiiiiBriiiilll! Stop!!"

The flugel lashed out with the strength of a wild beast, kicking up the asphalt. He just looked at Saber, with black killing intent swirling.

Of course, the Sabers weren't unprepared. He immediately readied his sword in a defensive position.

"~~come on ~~ come on~~come on ~~ ~h!"

Like a ghost vehicle crawling on the ground, Jibril shot quickly while swinging his weapon towards Saber's head.

Saber blocked it safely using her invisible blade, but she was shocked when she identified what weapon it was.

A Black scythe—this, Berserker wielded a Black scythe, which was more than two meters long after, with two spear-like hands, exerting a terrifying pressure on Saber's sword. But what was surprising was that this weapon was nothing but a collection of condensed mana, how could it be as strong as his sword.

The Saber hidden beneath the Invisible Air was definitely the most sacred of divine swords. It was the ultimate Noble Phantasm. No way, it would be problematic with weapons made from condensed mana.

The only thing that could possibly rival Saber's sword with such power was a Noble Phantasm from another Heroic Spirit. Not yet...

"What?"