15 Lancer vs Caster?

Fuyuki, Japan,

Shinto District,

"We shouldn't be in this area, sir."

The driver spoke in a low, hushed voice, his eyes wandering around the eerily empty roads of the Shinto district of Fuyuki. This wasn't normal, something told him he should get the hell out of here as soon as possible, "I'm turning around."

"It's already too late." Roman patted his shoulder with a small smile, far calmer than before. Tamamo no Mae sat beside her Master, holding a sleeping Sakura in her arms, the girl had cried herself to sleep with marks still visible... The Caster truly did want to erase the entire area in rage, she was still baring her fangs, something she rarely ever did.

"Right, stop it." Roman opened the cab's door, stepping out moments after the car fully stopped in the middle of the road, "Fucker's not even being subtle." The magus chuckled, resting his hands on his cane as he observed his surroundings.

This area was a well built and modern looking one, with tall buildings, expensive high end hotels and corporate offices so it was far too suspicious when such a place was completely devoid of any signs of human life.

"Master, we've entered a bounded field." Tamamo notified cautiously, hoping that she was wrong. There was possibly a servant in the vicinity as well as his Master.

"Woah, I never would have noticed." Roman raised a hand sarcastically, even a dumbass would realise this much at a glance. Bounded Fields were in essence just a topographical type of magecraft involving forming a boundary over a certain area to separate it from what was beyond it and then augmenting it to bring forth various effects.

Though, hindering one was as easy as simply overwhelming the magic energy sustaining it with your own variant... Removing it, was an entirely different matter.

Not that Roman would do either of course, this served to his advantage. It was just an alarm type bounded field that made normies avoid the place impulsively.

"Oh my, this is indeed a surprise."

Disembodied words uttered by a haughty voice with their volume increased to strange proportions. Moreover, this was a voice Roman would never forget.

Placing his hands together for a moment, Roman clapped them together and pointed forward with a shit eating grin on his face, "It's the faggot with a pole up his ass. Sola Ui got it out yet? Or did you get cucked already?"

"Hahaha, you jealous son of a bitch, where you at?" The Trambelio looked around, curious as to where his 'teacher' was speaking from.

".... I see you absolutely refuse to learn even the basic of manners."

"...I see that stick is still in there."

Tamamo no Mae only observed the exchange in silence, it was weird that her Master knew most of the Masters beforehand. The car driving them had already left, along with subtle hypnosis that would make the driver forget what he saw. At the same time, the Caster looked around for a place to keep the girl in her arms, her ears standing on end, she was alarmed and ready for the appearance of a servant.

"What is this? Do you seek the wish to heal your injuries?" While still haughty, the voice was curious.

"Come now Kayneth, we all know that's the type of thing you'd try." Roman answered, gripping his cane slightly harder, he wasn't in the best of moods at the moment and would rather this be done with, "So, what'll it be? Will you let me leave? Or am I supposed to make you realise you're a fucking failure?"

"Hmmm.... I suppose our difference in rank would see me let you leave." Honour and all that but, "Heh." Kayneth sneered, an arrogant expression forming on his face as he looked down at the Trambelio from his hotel suite, "You've been caught in a trap, 'Lord Roman'. I would be a fool to let you go. A failure as a Master even." The blonde magus' tone was a mocking one and it was apparent that he was looking down on Roman.

Why wouldn't he? He WAS seemingly the one with the upper hand here.

"And accidents do happen."

"Ja, they do." Roman looked up, having traced the source of the voice by simply attuning himself to the wavelength at which the phenomenon operated, and Kayneth almost physically recoiled, shocked at having been discovered.... But, it didn't matter. He was in his workshop, not to mention his servant.

Roman tapped his cane on the ground, and a visible distortion appeared around him, it looked as if the air was twisting and turning around him. He'd created a bounded field of his own, one far more potent and stronger than the one around. Creating the spell wasn't a hard task because of it's simplistic effects but it did serve to block out the influence of Kayneth's, what with the sudden disturbance in prana.

Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald simply raised his hand, a mocking grin forming on his face, and waved it, "Go."

With a sonic boom accompanied by the shattering of glass panes, a man shot out of the tall hotel building, brandishing a 2 metres long as he appeared near Roman in an instant, his expression held a bit of distaste and annoyance, clearly, he didn't agree with attacking the Master instead of the servant but his honour demanded he do as ordered.

While initially, Tamamo's own agility had been a rank lower as compared to the Lancer Class Servant now attacking them, the boost provided to her due to where she was summoned skyrocketed that stat and she reacted instantly, appearing above Lancer faster than he could process, grabbing a hold of her floating mirror before smashing it into the servant's head.

A very audible boom resounded as the two servants collided.

The spear wielding servant had reacted instinctively and used his lance to block the attack.

Lancer jumped back with surprised eyes, "This is a pleasant surprise." It appeared that he truly wouldn't have to attack a person that stood no chance, fighting a servant and beating them was a fair and honourable duel. One he liked.

"Are you.... Are you trying to seduce me with some form of magecraft?" Tamamo no Mae questioned incredulously, noticing the strange hypnotic effect that had taken over her for a moment..... Before she shut it down and kicked it out, her heart would only belong to one person!

".....I apologise." Lancer bowed his head slightly, holding his two spears tightly, it wasn't like he wanted to, he'd had this curse for far too long.

"....." Tamamo no Mae only hmph'd, raising her head with folded arms as her mirror floated around her.

Of course, there was one thing the two servants forgot to consider. The pressure their exchange produced was enough to blow away a human... Yet, Roman stood where he was before, dusting off his white suit with a small smile on his face, his gaze fixed on the one person that HAD noticed how strange such a thing was.

Kayneth took a step back, a confused expression on his face, how... how had the cripple shrugged off the impact? It wasn't possible! Even he himself would find difficulty in remaining in his spot, "Oh.." The realisation came quickly, the magus was possibly using a Mystic Code. That would also explain the distortion in the field around him.

"Why are you making him attack someone who can't even fight back?" The displeased voice of his fiance distracted him, Sola-Ui, full name Sola-Ui Nuada-Re Sophis-Ri, of the Nuada-Re, her father was the current head of the Spiritual Education Department of the Clock Tower, the same department Kayneth taught in and their union would bring about children of talents surpassing their forefathers....

The marriage wasn't like a traditional arranged one however, Kayneth truly was infatuated with the thinly built maroon haired woman... despite her own feelings on the matter being the complete opposite.

"Ah, you see it's a Grail War and he's a Master." The blonde magus quickly tried to explain himself, laughing awkwardly as he raised his hands, trying to appease the woman he loved. At the same time, his discontent with the Lancer grew. Sola-Ui was infatuated with the servant after all.

"But don't you see he doesn't want to do it?" Sola-Ui folded her arms, looking to the side displeased, why was he making Lancer do something he disliked?

Back with Roman however,

"Diarmuid Ua Duibhne." The Trambelio smiled widely with a closed eye, a hand on his chin, "So you're the car bombing bastard that crawled out of a hypnosis doujin."

"Indeed, it is I."

"Pft-"

Lancer, or rather, Diarmuid felt that the magus had just insulted him, even if he didn't rightly understand what he'd said. The Lancer Class servant wore a black suit that stuck to his frame, high lighting his well built body, had unruly black hair and an appearance that was by all means handsome, the spot on his cheek however was strange.

The 'Love Spot' that made any woman who looked at him infatuated with him, that was the curse of the First Spear of the Knights of Fianna, a hero of legend rued for eloping with the wife of the man he'd sworn to serve. Of course, the truth of the matter was something else entirely.

"Let us battle." He raised his spears, taking off the bandages wrapping the golden and red weapons, seeing as his name had already been revealed to his enemies.

"Lancer, deal with them quickly."

Tamamo no Mae refrained from speaking her name, only reaching inside her sleeves to pull out fistfuls of ofuda in response to the servant's provocation.

"Yeah....no." Roman wasn't in the mood to fight and he needed Kayneth alive for now.

Prana surged as the bounded field shattered.

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