Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 87: Spike - The Hour of Retribution is Now!

Chapter 87: Spike - The Hour of Retribution is Now!

"Oh, it's truly infeasible!" Soji mournfully exclaimed, mustering every ounce of her strength and magical prowess as she forcefully restrained Saber, attempting to impede Saber's irrational and self-destructive behavior.

Moreover, it was essential to prevent Saber from exposing herself, as it would lead to Soji being entangled in the ensuing battle. She had absolute confidence in the fact that she would be blown away by Saber.

However, even though Soji was now exerting her utmost power, coupled with the maximum output of her propulsion system, she was unable to subdue Saber. In fact, she found herself being propelled toward the shore by Saber's force.

Although their current speed was somewhat sluggish, defeat in this grueling struggle was merely a matter of time.

Observing Soji's unyielding grip, Saber resolutely increased the propulsion force. "Assassin, release your hold on me! I shall proceed to slay that despicable individual and that wretched canine."

Soji, witnessing herself inching closer to the riverbank, felt her despair exponentially magnify on her face.

As someone who had witnessed firsthand the uncanny prowess of that enigmatic cat, engaged in personal combat with said feline, and fought alongside that cat as a Servant, nobody understood the cat's extraordinary nature better than her. It was beyond imagination that such a mystical cat, capable of engaging her in an equal struggle with a mere broken umbrella, had never been heard of since her birth!

Furthermore, if she hadn't been blinded at that moment, and if a rat hadn't effortlessly parried her full-force strike with a toothpick, just a toothpick!

Not to mention the addition of a dog on the other side, she was well aware of the strength of her teammate.

It was precisely because she knew her teammate's capabilities that she could make such a definitive assertion. If they were to engage in combat with the opposing force, even if she and her teammate Saber were bound together, it would still be far from enough to face the enemy.

Unless... unless she were to abandon her teammate and make a hasty retreat. But in doing so, her well-deserved day off tomorrow would certainly be forfeit.

Now, all she could do was place her hope in the combined efforts of the human-cat-mouse-dog coalition and the other group of individuals to conclude the battle before she exhausted her strength. This way, she could rightfully bring this mission to a close.

With this outcome, she would not only preserve her own life but also ensure the existence of her day off tomorrow.

It could truly be described as a double victory, with me winning twice!

The mere thought that as long as she could endure and restrain Saber until either Bai Song or Gudako emerged victorious, a splendid tomorrow would dawn ignited a fervor within Soji.

"I absolutely must persevere!" she declared to herself.

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After running through two streets, Spike finally spotted Excalibur lying in a corner. Immediately, its eyes lit up with excitement as it joyfully dashed over, preparing to clamp Excalibur in its mouth and return it to Merlin.

However, just as Spike swung its head and was about to bite Excalibur, it suddenly had a fierce realization. Spike and Merlin... they were supposed to be enemies, right? So why did they suddenly start playing this "throw and catch" game?

With this thought, Spike abruptly halted. It began to envision a scene where, in the moment it was about to open its mouth and grab Excalibur, it transformed into a foolish donkey. ( this image )

In an instant, an indescribable sense of being toyed with and infuriation consumed Spike's mind. Without hesitation, Spike thrust its hands forward, piercing a hole in the center of its imaginary foolish donkey pattern.

"Stab!" From Excalibur's perspective, it was as if a donkey holding a stick, filling the entire field of vision, had a hole pierced in its center.

And it was Spike who tore open that hole, then tore the foolish donkey pattern completely apart by pulling its hands apart from the hole, accompanied by the sound of "stab." It revealed Spike's angry face behind the foolish donkey pattern.

"Hiss... hiss... hiss..." Even after tearing the paper in half, Spike seemed unsatisfied. It proceeded to tear it several more times until the paper was shredded into fragments.

The thought of being transformed into a foolish donkey, played with by others, fueled Spike's rage. With its right hand clenched into a fist, it fiercely smashed Excalibur in front of its eyes.

"Crack!" Swift and decisive, Excalibur, which resembled a luminous plastic toy in Spike's eyes, was shattered by Spike's punch, without even a chance to struggle.

After completing these actions, Spike opened its mouth wide and charged in the direction it came from. If it didn't bite Merlin's butt, its name would be spelled backward!

The time for revenge is now!

Meanwhile, on Bai Song's side, the battle with Gudako was just beginning to unfold. However, Bai Song was taken aback when he realized that his dog, Run, had vanished at an astonishing speed. Before he could even call for it to stop, Spike had disappeared without a trace.

However, there is no problem. It's two against three, and the advantage is on my side! Besides, there's Tom over there beating up Chen Gong. Even if Jerry is on his side, Tom can come to my support at any time. No problem!

After approaching Gudako, standing about three meters away, Bai Song finally came to a halt.

"Is it coming... the ultimate enemy..." Gudako glanced at Merlin with a sideways glance, then looked at Mashu, who was shielding her, and began to ponder which Servant to sell first. Although they all had to be sold, the order mattered.

"Jerry, weapon!" Bai Song said as he opened his left hand near his right shoulder, requesting a weapon from Jerry.

Bai Song wasn't stupid. While it was true that he was holding a baseball bat in his right hand, obtained from Tom, as an ordinary person, he didn't believe that wielding a baseball bat would enable him to directly defeat a Servant.

Jerry, perched on Bai Song's right shoulder, was now dressed in a brown coat with a black round hat on his head, resembling a member of the Italian Mafia. It wanted to match the atmosphere when Bai Song kicked open the door earlier, thinking that dressing like a gangster would be more appropriate. So it put on this outfit that clearly exuded an Italian Mafia vibe.

Unfortunately, it seemed that no one paid any attention to this little mouse, rendering its efforts to dress up futile. Although its emotions were somewhat downcast due to being ignored by everyone, when it heard Bai Song's request, it promptly reached behind and pulled out a jet-black, toy-like handgun with a red barrel tip that symbolized it was a toy, placing it in Bai Song's left hand.

"......?" Feeling the slight weight in his hand, Bai Song turned his head and realized that there was nothing in his hand.

It was only when Bai Song brought his left hand in front of his face and took a look that he discovered Jerry had given him an ultra, ultra, ultra mini handgun that could only be seen clearly with a magnifying glass.

Upon confirming what he was holding, Bai Song turned his head with a perplexed expression and looked at Jerry.

At the same time, Bai Song moved his left hand in front of Jerry, wanting him to take a good look at what he had given.