
It is also free to fight it using Glock-18. He could easily handle it. Let alone Glock-18, Sniper anti-tank alone can he field like brushing pebbles. I put my gun back on.
I changed my appearance to Perseus. Wearing a black sleeveless tight shirt with a white pattern that adorns it using a gray boot with red stripes, wearing black gloves without fingers, and wearing black gloves, and using a dull white cloth that covered half of my body.
"Yes, that form....The form of a Greek hero who had a happy ending." The slave in front of me then put up the spear-master-style horses. I also put up horses as well.
We quickly fought the spear. We slashed back and forth even until the asphalt of the road around us was peeled off.
How could a job class Chariot be balanced with the spirit of the legend of the Job class Assaulter so easily?!
This slave was even far more expert than Perseus in playing his spear. Who is this slave really?! Because my type of bladed spear is curved so the attack I give is in the form of a slash instead of a puncture while this slave spear is cone-shaped like a pen. All of his attacks he could launch quickly.
I try to move faster. I made a gasing-like move that created a horizontal slash attack. The slave was still able to fend off my consecutive attacks but I could see from his expression that this slave was quite a difficulty. The slave had to take a few steps back. I stopped spinning and jumped about 2 meters.
While in the air I did the salto then swooped to perform a vertical slash attack. That slave would rather deal with it than avoid it. Asphalt its footing until it almost forms a crater.
"You done yet?" Ask the slave arrogantly.
Quickly, the slave spear he tilted so that my spear slashed towards the side of the slave and stuck it into the asphalt. With reflexes, I chose to retreat. I salted 3 times and landed right next to the gladius of the slave that he threw to hit my car.
"You should not leave your spear to your enemy unless you want to give it to him." Very cleverly, the Slave gouged out my curved blade spear so that it was thrown into the air. The slave caught him. Steady, now he has my spear now. Why am I reflexing to leave him?!! Stupid me?!!
The slave twisted the two spears that he held and posed the horses with the pose of the user 2 spears.
"It's my turn now." He said with a excited smile. The slave quickly charged towards me. I pulled the gladius from its place and repelled the attacks from the slave.
This time I was cornered. The Slave combined its attacks into stabs and slashes in turns. A slash attack using my spear and a puncture attack using his spear. The combination left me with a stab wound on my right shoulder, my left thigh hit by a slash, and my left neck slammed into a spear. By looking at the slight gap I used my sword hilt to block his attack so that I could retreat to keep my distance.
"Hmm, good spear." Said the Slave glancing towards my spear.
"But you're quite stubborn as well huh, Perseus woman. Even though your movements are very amateurish, you're very quick in reflexes and dodging." The Slave said praising me.
"Thank you for praising me." My word. The wound that the slave gave made it difficult for me to move because of the pain and pain produced.
Suddenly a shadow came to my mind in the form of an ancient caricature of a Greek soldier wearing a helmet that made him invisible to the snake-haired female monster he was facing. Whatisthis? Memories of the life journey of Perseus? I looked towards the overturned car.
"It seems like it's time to end all this. The Holy Grail I'll take." The Slave walked over to me. I threw the gladius sword I was holding back towards the Slave.
The slave then crashed as if he was hit from his left so he fell. Quickly the Slave got up to stand back up. The slave then alert to the left. But from behind there felt someone kicking him from behind so that made him topple over. His face smelled the asphalt of the road very accurately.
"Curtain! What a good trick." The Slave tried to stand up again. Before it could stand fully the slave was blown backwards as if someone was kicking its face very hard. I was quite impressed that the slave was quite easy on the club.
The slave then turns back to reduce the impact of its throws. Suddenly as the fourth slash slid the Slave swung my spear towards the right. How could he know?!!
The punch of my hand was successfully restrained using the handle of the spear. With a swift spear the other he blows it towards me so that it is right stuck in my stomach until penetrating to the back. My disguise is visible.
"Only with 3 attack patterns can I know the attack you are about to launch." said the Slave wiping the blood on the corner of his lips. I also spit blood.
"Look easy. I'm avoiding your vital point. You're gonna pass out from reduced blood and then I'm gonna take you to the priest." His word.
"so yeah. Then I want to ask you one last time. If you may know who the slave in front of me managed to catch me? At least I want to be able to remember how great he is." My speech. My mouth is full of blood.
"Remember this name. I am the son of the Hero Peleus and the Goddess of the Sea Thetis, the hero of the Trojan War. My name is....!" Before he called his name Euphyllia hit him on the head from behind using the blunt part of her scythe that made him bounce off the asphalt. My curved blade spear was also detached from his grasp. I plucked the spear from the slave from my stomach.
"God...!" My mouth pulled the spear out of my stomach. I immediately turned to Tsukuyomi to heal my wounds. Because we were lucky enough to fight at night so that Tsukuyomi's power as a moon goddess could be more optimal. My wounds are healed.
"Thank you for understanding my code." I told Euphyllia.
"Don't let you die before our game's over. That's the only reason I want to help you." Euphyllia helped me stand up.
"I'll accept this humiliation of the girls. Especially you, cup girl." Said the Slave while standing up.
"I'll let you this time. I haven't felt this sick attack in the Trojan War in a long time. Mention your names so that I can engrave them in my mind with 2 names that manage to hurt me so I can show them off to Elysium." Said the Slave.
"Emiya's." My answer.
"Euphyllia." Answer Euphyllia.
"Emiya and Euphyllia. It seems like this meeting is doomed. O Olympus Gods! Bless our Fight this time and the one that will come with your Grace!!!" Exciting Slave who then whistled called out to his Chariot. The horse then approached the owner.Slave then sailed back and boarded his chariot.
"If we are destined to clash attacks then I will face you with my full strength." The slave then spurred his three horses and started to speed very quickly leaving us.