Chapter 36: Five to One

Although Diarmuid is accustomed to using two spears, he is not a servant who only knows one kind of spear technique.

In his lifetime, he possessed four weapons: a red spear, a yellow spear, a red sword, and a yellow sword.

When Diarmuid perceives the battlefield situation as critical, he will only go into battle with the red spear and the red sword.

As a Lancer-class Servant, Diarmuid cannot use his dual swords, but this does not affect his ability to fight with only the red spear.

Morgan's swordmanship was indeed so exquisite that Diarmuid couldn't help but become fascinated by the contest before him.

Moreover, he even detected a hint of Celtic warriors in Morgan's marksmanship.

Diarmuid, who didn't know Morgan's real name, could only rule out the possibility that she was a servant related to the Celts; otherwise, he would have recognized her.

Thus, he could only surmise that the master named Tatsuya Suzuki had a close relationship with the Celts.

After all, he even knew the formation of "Yoshie no Asase."

Eliminating all distracting thoughts, Diarmuid focused more intently, his swordmanship becoming more vigorous. He not only resisted Morgan's offensive but even forced Morgan to reveal flaws.

Finally, Diarmuid seized a fatal flaw and, using clever strength, pushed away the magic spear in Morgan's hand.

"Please forgive me for not showing mercy!"

Diarmuid roared and thrust his red spear through Morgan's chest, causing blood to spurt out.

"...The reputation of the Servant of the Spear is well-deserved. But in terms of spear skills, I am indeed not first-rate," Morgan admitted, her spear falling to the ground with a heavy sound.

"Yes, your swordmanship is truly superb. It reminds me of some stories I heard in my childhood," Diarmuid praised sincerely.

As a fellow Servant, he could feel Morgan's spiritual power gradually dissipating, making him feel a little disappointed. He wondered if Morgan had refrained from using magic due to concern over the ability of the "Red Rose that Breaks Magic" and his resistance to magic.

This made Diarmuid feel that the duel was somewhat unfair.

Berserker's body gradually became transparent in the dim hall of the 31st floor, then disappeared.

The real feeling of the red spear piercing her body gradually faded. Diarmuid stood in place with the spear in one hand. He was ready to pick up the yellow spear that was thrown aside and then rush back to his lord to assist Keyneth in repelling Tatsuya Suzuki.

Now that he has lost his Servant, a Master is no longer a concern.

Diarmuid was thinking this, but before he could transform into a spirit, he sensed a murderous intent coming from behind. His intuition, honed by many battles, prompted his body to act faster than his mind. He turned around and swung his spear to block.

"Who is it? Attacking from behind is too despicable...?"

Lancer's scolding gradually lost its power.

After seeing the attacker clearly, he was shocked.

It was none other than Berserker, whose spiritual power had just dissipated. She was now slowly retracting the magic spear in her hand.

"How... is it possible..." Lancer was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

It was neither an illusion nor a false image.

That strike just now was definitely Berserker's swordsmanship.

Still fierce, still aiming for a fatal blow.

"Lancer, you don't think you can rest easy just by defeating me, do you?"

Morgan's voice sounded, but it came from behind him.

Turning around, Diarmuid saw... another Morgan walking out of the shadows.

Not only that, the same figure walked out from the darkness in different directions one after another. Each person had exactly the same clothes, the same face, and the same magic spear.

"Berserker... more than one person?" Diarmuid's voice trembled a little.

The thrill of victory disappeared, replaced by incomprehension of the current situation.

"What's so strange about that, Lancer? Although I appear in the world as a Berserker, I am also a magician," Morgan's voice was full of teasing and mockery, with a hint of laughter. "Since you are a magician, you should understand the concept of 'clones that are equal to oneself'."

Looking at the five Berserkers, Diarmuid raised his toes and picked up the yellow spear he had just thrown down.

The battle situation reversed again, and he could no longer predict whether he could survive against five Berserkers.

All he could do was live up to the name of a knight and fight with all his might.

"Then please fight to your heart's content, Lancer."

Morgan, the only one with empty hands, said this calmly before turning around and disappearing. Lancer couldn't catch up with her even if he wanted to.

That must be the true form.

And the main body is now going upstairs.

Lancer could only hope that his Master could judge the situation clearly and then summon him with the Command Spell.

Morgan ignored Lancer and the sound of clashing weapons on the 31st floor outside the fire door.

She looked at the mess in the corridor on the 32nd floor and made sure that Tatsuya was still safe.

After all, the magical channels between them were still completely smooth.

Therefore, the Fairy Princess walked slowly down the messy corridor.

The magic of creating clones consumes a lot of mana to activate and maintain. As the magician who is the Master usually has limited mana, the reason why Morgan could use this magic easily is that her Master is too exceptional.

With an A- quality for magic circuits, an "abnormal" classification, and an EX-level quantity, Tatsuya is a true prodigy.

Moreover, what makes Tatsuya truly special is his ability to absorb mana, a skill completely beyond the reach of contemporary magicians.

Considering all this, the magic used to support Morgan's actions actually comes primarily from the ambient mana.

The master named Keyneth brought a magic furnace to replenish his mana consumption.

For Tatsuya, mana is like air, available everywhere, just like getting oxygen through breathing. With every breath, Tatsuya can draw mana for himself.

In a way, Tatsuya is his own magic furnace.

Soon, Morgan saw Tatsuya standing in the hall on this floor. He was standing there, the red spear in his hand slowly disappearing.

Morgan frowned in displeasure, as if her vision was burned by the presence of the spear.

"If you need a weapon, why didn't you tell me?"

"Don't you need a weapon too?" Tatsuya pursed his lips helplessly, "Besides, I have my own weapons. I just didn't want to refuse your kindness last time."

As she approached, Morgan said, "Since you are my husband, you should heed my advice. People like you should not rely too much on that spear."

"Rely on..."

Tatsuya felt that Morgan was exaggerating a bit.

He just thought the spear was suitable for dealing with the familiar.

"Anyway, I can handle what's next. You just watch from the sidelines."

"That's what I originally planned."

Morgan said, changing back into her regular clothes and pushing up her glasses.

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