Type-Moon, but the Servant is Tom

Chapter 100: Is Tom's Noble Phantasm this thing?!

Even though Saber had silently infused mana into her sword during the moment of her attack, this enhanced strike, when it collided with Tom's wooden board, had the same effect as all the previous strikes. Compared to her previous attacks, this empowered strike yielded no significant results.

Although she had concealed all the power within the sword, without releasing any trace of her mana, to maintain secrecy, there was no apparent difference in appearance from a regular strike. But seriously, couldn't there be some difference in the effects after the attack?!

Saber was still caught off guard by the lackluster outcome of her explosive strike and was in a daze.

However, Tom didn't share her confusion. In his eyes, Saber's previous strike had no discernible difference from her normal strikes. After all, there was no visual spectacle. If there weren't even any special effects, then there was no transformation!

Then, Tom pulled back the wooden board and swiftly thrust it, hitting Saber's abdomen with precision.

"Urgh?!" Feeling the critical hit in her abdomen, Saber felt like her stomach acids were about to come out from the impact. Under Tom's unexpected attack, Saber was knocked back several meters.

"Such... such immense strength!" clutching her abdomen, which was armored, yet still subjected to extreme pain from this strike, Saber looked at the cat-like Servant before her in horror. "Is this the power of Schrdinger?!"

Feeling the intense pain, Saber couldn't help but reflect. Even in her armored state, she could already sense such a terrifying level of pain. If it were a Servant without armor, a direct hit from Tom would likely pierce their abdomen!

"Crack, crack, crack." Just as Saber marveled, suddenly, her chest armor, which remained intact despite being knocked back, began to display cracks, like a punched car window, spreading across the entire surface.

"Hmm? What's happening?" Saber raised an eyebrow as she witnessed the transformation of her armor.

Before Saber could comprehend what was happening, her chest armor shattered like glass, with a resounding "clang."

"Crash, crash." Soon, like shards of broken glass, the fragments of Saber's chest armor fell crisply to the ground, just like the time when spikes bit into Mashu's shield with his regular teeth, resulting in a pile of broken.

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Looking at the shattered remnants of her chest armor on the ground, Saber was momentarily stunned. "How could the mana-generated armor be shattered like this? After being damaged, it would at most have a few cracks and quickly restore itself. Even if it were truly shattered, it would transform into a pair of spirit particles, not litter the ground and produce the sound of metal colliding."

What's even more absurd is that even though it had shattered and fallen to the ground, the armor, which is essentially composed of spirit particles, had not dissipated!

Not to mention Saber, even Merlin, who had been pretending to be dead and spectating until now, felt a bit overwhelmed upon witnessing this scene. In the end, he chose to continue playing dead, hoping that none of this would involve him.

Although Saber found it quite strange that her armor could shatter to such an extent, compared to this cat, it was still relatively favorable. So she didn't pay too much attention to her broken armor and instead prepared to use mana to reassemble a new set of armor and engage in a battle with Tom for another three hundred rounds.

However, at this moment, Saber suddenly discovered a major problem. "Huh? Why isn't it working?!" After several attempts to reshape the armor using mana ended in failure, Saber looked at herself in disbelief. "Where is my armor?!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk." Tom, directly in front of her, shook his head and clicked his tongue upon hearing her. He couldn't help but feel that her perception was remarkably weak. Didn't he break her armor himself? The fragments of the armor were still lying on the ground. Tom was becoming reluctant to continue fighting Saber.

After all... how should he put it? Bullying a stick user was against the law, wasn't it? And even if he disregarded that, the mere fact that he, the global champion mouse hunter, was bullying a stick-wielding girl here would have a significant impact on his reputation. (in tom's eyes saber is just someone who's using stick to fight him)

"What have you done to me? Could it be the ability of your Noble Phantasm?!" Once again shifting her gaze to Tom, Saber took a deep breath. At this point, she seemed to have understood the effect of Tom's Noble Phantasm.

Looking at the wooden board in Tom's hand, Saber's eyes were filled with trepidation. It seems that the effect

Ever since the battle began, Saber felt like she wasn't really fighting, but rather becoming a mere source of amusement for Tom. Despite the fact that Tom could easily finish her off with a single combo, guess what? He had the ability to take her out in an instant, but he just wouldn't do it. He was just playing around, sigh.

"But your arrogance will ultimately be your downfall!" Saber's lips curved slightly as she cast a discreet glance at her holy sword. As long as she unleashed her holy sword, everything would be over. The powerful magical beam of light from Excalibur could definitely vaporize this cat in an instant. Now, all she needed was permission from her master to immediately use her Noble Phantasm.

There was no doubt in Saber's mind that her holy sword could kill this mysterious cat. Excalibur was the strongest holy sword in human history, and throughout all of human history, it would be difficult to find a Noble Phantasm that could match her own. With such immense power, she could unleash her Noble Phantasm at any moment.

Even if this cat was incredibly eerie, it would never be able to survive under the release of her Noble Phantasm.

With that in mind, Saber decisively used her magical link to contact her master, Tohsaka Tokiomi.

"Master, I request permission to use my Noble Phantasm."