Eighth Crown

"Haha, it seems that our naming tastes are very similar."

Hatreth snorted lightly and continued to smile: "I did name the new class Faker, that is, a fake!"

"However, through my holy relic, in theory, I can only summon Iskandar. After all, it's just a fragment of a cloak, and it's impossible to summon other similar heroic spirits."

The Second World looked at the female Servant, and said with complicated eyes: "But I have summoned Iskandar in the fourth Holy Grail War in the past, and it is definitely not her appearance, but because of class restrictions, summoned through a cloak. What comes out must be something that is specious to Iskandar.”

"Assassinations are as commonplace as wars for the ancient royal family, so there should be such people around them - that is, a substitute, and a substitute in the sense of magic!"

Most of the ancient royal families will prepare a substitute for the king.

This is to guard against possible assassination attempts by the enemy country, or an attack such as a curse. After all, for magicians, as long as they know their looks and names, there are ways to curse and kill the enemy eight hundred miles away.

Not to mention, the age of Iskandar was still BC. At that time, the mystery of the Age of Gods had not completely disappeared. There were even many miracles called [Magic], and the power of the curse was far beyond modern times.

In view of this, priests or magicians, in order to protect the king, will inevitably prepare a magic substitute to share the curse that the king may encounter.

"Magic stand-ins can't have their own names, because once they have a name, the curse will not come to them. In order to protect the king, they must use the same name as the king."

The Second World continued to reveal the truth of the existence of female servants, "This is the reason why some documents in history show that Iskandar is a short-statured man with black hair, heterochromatic pupils, and that is probably because you deliberately spread it out. False information, in order to attract the curse of the king to himself as much as possible."

"Shut up!"

On the way to the battle with Liu Xia, the female Servant finally got angry, shouted at the second world, and then directly abandoned Liu Xia, wielding her sword and slashing towards the second world.

But before she could swing the straight sword to the second, Liu Xia had already seen her action through the magic eye of the future vision, and slashed at her Master Hatreth with a backhand.

When she saw this, she was immediately shocked, and quickly retracted the straight sword, blocking it in front of Hatreth, blocking Liu Xia's sword energy.

The female servant glared at Ershi and Liu Xia fiercely, and had no choice but to continue fighting with Liu Xia.

Hatreth came back to his senses, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat, even if it was just a sword qi, but in terms of the Servant's combat power, it was enough to split him in half in an instant, if it wasn't for his Servant Blocking this knife, he may have been finished just now.

Seeing this, the second generation was relieved, and then asked his real question, "Since you are really the king's subordinate, why didn't you appear in the king's army?"

"Shut up! Shut up!! Shut up!!!"

The female Servant was furious like never before, but after she suffered a loss, even in the rage, she still remained calm. Instead of abandoning Liu Xia again, she poured all her anger on Liu Xia, making the power of the sword so powerful. The more and more skyrocketing, the frequency of sword-to-sword collisions is getting faster and faster.

"—Blood Ghost Art, Strange Power, Stage 1."

Under the strong attack of the opponent with all his strength, Liu Xia no longer held back the slightest hand, causing his own ghost blood to boil again, and two crystal clear white jade ghost horns protruded from both sides of his forehead toward the sky.

At this moment, Liu Xia's physical strength soared to 60 times that of ordinary people in one breath, and she had completely surpassed the female Servant on the opposite side. She just slashed out, and the continuous slashes broke all her attacks, and she was instantly counterattacked. to the front.

Liu Xia's combat power under normal conditions can only be regarded as second-rate among Servants, and even if he uses [Breathing Technique, Ghost] to make his muscle strength skyrocket to D+, he still does not deviate from this category.

But once he used his own blood ghost art, his strength value rose to the level of D++, and his strength had barely stepped into the range of a first-class Servant.

Having reached this point, Liu Xia's strength in hand-to-hand combat has faintly surpassed that of female Servants.

"If I guessed correctly, you should hate the king's army!"

At this moment, the second generation behind Liu Xia inflicted even more damage on the opponent's mind.

The moment he said these words, the female Servant's movements froze abruptly, as if the wound in his heart was torn apart, and there was an instant flaw in his posture.

Liu Xia didn't let go of this moment's flaw, the He Dao in his hand overlapped, and the two swords instantly slashed out twelve sword lights, covering the whole body of the female Servant.

"Ugh-!"

Although the other party reacted in an instant and waved his sword repeatedly to block the eight sword lights, the remaining four sword lights still slashed at her body, smashing the armor on her body, and leaving a mark on her body at the same time. There were several wounds deep into the bone, and blood flowed out of the wounds without money.

"Using words to disturb the enemy's heart in battle, what a despicable act!"

The female Servant hurriedly retreated to Hatreth's side, and while healing the wound with Hatreth's help, she gritted her teeth and looked at the second generation behind Liuxia.

Liu Xia didn't catch up, just looked at her quietly.

"You're right, I do hate that army! I hate the idiots who destroyed everything that the king established! Hate all the **** who want to join that army!"

The female Servant raised the straight sword in her hand high, and roared loudly from somewhere, "I hate Olympias who taught me magic and intends to control the king! I hate my clear ins and outs, but still fight side by side with those idiots. Brother Hephaestion!"

She uses the name Hephaestion because she is actually Hephaestion's twin sister, and since she doesn't have a name of her own, she can be seen as Iskandar, but she used to use the name Hephaestion.

And Olympias is Iskandar's mother. According to rumors, she tried to control the young Iskandar, who was in power, so as to gain the power of the entire country. Later, because of Iskandar's year-round expeditions abroad, the two mastered the war separately. And the government, but get along in harmony.

In the world of magic, Olympias is the user of Hecate's magic system, and has so little connection with Medea, the great witch in Greek mythology.

"It's not good to go on like this."

Hatreth looked at the faker who was obviously out of control, and while using the healing technique to heal her wounds, he helplessly put his hand on his heart.

"No way, it looks like I have to intervene too."

Immediately afterwards, a melody like a singing voice was sung from his mouth.

"—Flip it, my heart."