The war between the Heroic Spirits continued.

The dark lamppost, whistling through the air, fiercely cleaved towards Saber, as if to cut her and the street in two.

Saber dared not meet it head-on, so she nimbly leaped up, tumbling in the air like a swallow, avoiding Berserker's heavy blow.

Her sword drew a perfect arc in the air, once again piercing towards Berserker's flank.

However, while 'Mad Enhancement' strips a Heroic Spirit of their reason, it cannot strip them of the superb martial arts etched into their body.

Berserker, relying on immense strength and wild instinct, skillfully dodged Saber's blade, while counterattacking with thunderous force.

The battle between the two grew more intense, with every clash of sword and axe sparking fire.

Saber, with her agility and skill, constantly sought out Berserker's weaknesses, while Berserker, relying on his nearly immortal physique and endless rage, repeatedly pressed Saber.

The flagstones on the street shattered beneath their feet, walls were destroyed by their power, and the entire battlefield seemed to become an arena for their strength.

However, as time passed, Saber's movements began to slow, but Berserker showed no signs of weakening.

Unable to intervene, completely unable to intervene.

The battle between Saber and Berserker was not a fight that mortals could possibly engage in.

Shaking the earth and tearing the sky, the battle between the Heroic Spirits was like a re-enactment of mythology.

The air pressure alone from the clashing weapons had destroyed the entire suburban street.

Saber, wielding her sword with only one hand, barely managed to fight with the support of her magical energy, but she was no match for Berserker.

Must find a way!

If only I could quickly locate the opponent's Master right now!

As long as I can pinpoint the location of Berserker's Master, there must be a way to deal with him!

But Kiritsugu Emiya, looking through his night vision scope, couldn't observe Berserker's Master anywhere.

Instead, through the night vision scope, he saw a white figure sitting on the eaves of a house in the Matou Residence at some unknown time.

"It's Irisviel... no, it's Caster!"

Although both had white hair, the pair of ram horns like a legendary demon, and the relatively revealing attire, directly revealed her identity—Caster.

Irisviel would never wear such revealing clothes!

A flash of an image quickly crossed Kiritsugu Emiya's mind, then was quickly dismissed.

He immediately realized this was not the time for wild thoughts, but he also knew that the current situation was becoming increasingly unfavorable for him.

The Matou Residence was surrounded by a barrier; even if Caster could easily pass through it with her magical prowess, would Zouken Matou, a great Magus, not notice anything at all?

And she was observing the battle here with great interest, without any sense of crisis.

Kiritsugu Emiya, looking through his night vision scope, could even see her holding a can of drink, sipping it while excitedly watching the war unfolding on the street.

She had an expression of keen interest and fearlessness, showing no sense of crisis, as if she were watching a movie from the audience.

Caster appearing at the Matou Residence, could it be that the Matou Family has allied with Caster this time?

Just Berserker alone had put Saber in danger; if Caster, who was watching from the side, were to join in...

This battle would have no chance of winning!

It was like a cat playing with a mouse; when another cat joins the game, that's when the battlefield 'farce' ends.

A drop of sweat trickled down Kiritsugu Emiya's forehead.

"Emiya, get out of the way!!!!!"

Just as Kiritsugu Emiya felt that something bad was about to happen, he heard Saber's anxious shout.

He instinctively put down his night vision scope, only to see a broken lamppost half-falling towards him.

Kiritsugu Emiya's pupils instantly dilated; he had almost no time to think, his body reacted instinctively.

He lunged to one side, and the half-lamppost, whistling with wind, grazed his body and slammed heavily onto the ground, making a deafening crash, with shattered stones and dust scattering everywhere.

Kiritsugu Emiya quickly got up from the ground, his heart pounding, he knew this battle was not over, and he could not relax for a moment.

For Berserker, weapons were merely consumables; as long as the magical energy supply continued, he could quickly create D-rank noble phantasms at will.

However, spontaneously created weapons were ultimately consumables, their quality completely incomparable to the Invisible Blade in Saber's hand.

【Knight does not die with empty hands】

【Rank: A++】

【Type: Anti-Unit noble phantasm】

【Range: 1】

【Maximum Capture: 30 people】

【Effect: Grants the weapon in hand the attributes of one's own noble phantasm and allows its use; no matter what kind of weapon or armament, when it falls into Lancelot's hands, it becomes a D-rank noble phantasm. If it is a noble phantasm of a higher original rank, it retains its original rank and falls under Lancelot's command.】

But even with only half a weapon in hand, Berserker still didn't care, continuing to attack Saber like a storm.

But just then, a voice that Kiritsugu Emiya found very familiar came from the direction of the Matou Residence.

"Kiritsugu!"

Kiritsugu Emiya immediately recognized the owner of that voice—Irisviel.

"It's Irisviel!"

Hearing Irisviel's voice, Kiritsugu immediately looked forward.

He saw Irisviel anxiously running towards them.

Upon seeing Irisviel's appearance, Kiritsugu Emiya couldn't help but call out, a strong sense of unease and worry welling up in his heart.

On this dangerous battlefield, Irisviel's appearance undoubtedly added many uncertainties.

Saber also realized the seriousness of the situation; she quickly adjusted her parrying stance, using her weapon to tightly keep Berserker in check, preventing him from rushing towards Irisviel.

Why would Irisviel appear at the entrance of the Matou Residence?

It was as if she were bait deliberately released by the enemy.

Surprisingly, with Irisviel's appearance, Berserker, who had been in a berserk state, miraculously stopped his assault.

Berserker's body began to tremble, still maintaining the motion of swinging his weapon, like a gear that suddenly stopped turning mid-operation, halted by some command.

Seeing Berserker's abnormality, Saber did not take the opportunity to strike, but instead stared intently at him, fearing that he might sneak attack Irisviel if she wasn't careful.

"Ar..."

"Ar...th..."

Berserker let out an unwilling roar, his body's outline quickly blurred, and finally dissipated like mist.

Only his resentful cries echoed in the air.

As Berserker dematerialized and withdrew, Kiritsugu Emiya quickly rushed forward, shielding Irisviel behind him, his eyes vigilantly fixed on Caster on the eaves.

Saber also quickly moved to Irisviel's side, her sword still tightly gripped in her hand, maintaining a state of high alert.

She knew that even though Berserker had withdrawn, Caster on the rooftop was still a huge threat.

Nyarlathotep looked at the scene before her, a subtle smile playing on her lips.

She slowly stood up, the empty can in her hand, lightly tossed it down, and the can made a crisp sound as it landed on the eaves.

"I didn't expect the 'game' to end so quickly, Nyarlathotep hasn't had enough yet!"

Nyarlathotep's voice carried a hint of playfulness; she stood up from the eaves, patting off non-existent dust from her body.

But she didn't seem surprised by Berserker's withdrawal; instead, it was as if it was something she had expected.

"It's a pity Darling won't let Nyarlathotep join the game, otherwise Nyarlathotep would also like to dance a tune with you all..."

Hearing Caster's statement, Saber said nothing, her eyes firmly protecting Irisviel and Kiritsugu Emiya.

Kiritsugu Emiya frowned deeply; he knew Caster's words had hidden meanings, but who was the "Darling" she mentioned?

Was he her Master? Or some other entity? He was more concerned about Irisviel's safety right now.

He asked in a low voice, "Irisviel, how did you escape? Did the Matou Family do anything to you?"

Irisviel looked at the Matou Residence's main gate with complex eyes, and gently shook her head.

"It was Kirei Kotomine who attacked Maiya and me. Maiya is still unconscious; Caster's side saved us. Something has happened to the Matou Family, and Caster's Master is now in control of the Matou Family."

"And I heard Caster's Master say..."

Irisviel wanted to quickly explain what had happened today but didn't know how to continue.

She knew what kind of resolve Kiritsugu Emiya had when he came to Fuyuki City, and she was also worried that Kiritsugu Emiya wouldn't be able to handle the blow of the Holy Grail being defiled.

Moreover, this was just one side of the story; right and wrong, truth and falsehood could only be confirmed after a proper investigation.

"Nana, your combination is truly interesting. A Magus Killer who seems emotionless and wants to save the world, a doll lady who seems adult but is actually underage, and a Knight Princess whose ahoge is her true form and who wants to overturn the fate of her own country... truly interesting."

Nyarlathotep suddenly teleported in front of everyone, once again looking at Kiritsugu Emiya, Irisviel, and Saber with keen interest.

"Of course, Nyarlathotep and Darling's combination isn't bad either!"

"Oh right, it's time to talk business. Darling just informed Nyarlathotep to invite you all inside for a chat. You'd better keep up, hehe..."

After Nyarlathotep finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the Matou Residence with cheerful steps.

Completely unconcerned with their reactions.