The atmosphere was particularly strange when the two teams met.
Logically, in a state of hostility, the atmosphere between the two teams should have been tense, with any slight movement potentially igniting a war.
However, the actual situation was like countrymen meeting countrymen, both with tearful eyes.
"King~~"
The hand holding the sword trembled slightly.
Gawain, Tristan, and Kay stared blankly at Artoria, their eyes filled with a multitude of emotions: excitement, joy, sorrow, and nostalgia…
"Ayyy…"
Lancelot was also very excited, grabbing his helmet with both hands, making a sound that was both a cry and a roar, frantically swaying his upper body.
Suddenly, Lancelot stopped moving, his arms hanging limply at his sides. He stopped making that strange noise and stood silently, black mist drifting off him like wisps of smoke, resembling wandering souls.
"ROAR————"
After a moment of silence, Lancelot suddenly let out a roar devoid of any meaning. The visor of his helmet, where his eyes should be, glowed with an ominous, blood-red light.
A surge of magical energy erupted from Lancelot's body with the roar, compressing the air and creating a gust of wind that swept outwards. The green grass bent over, rippling like waves in the distance.
Branches swayed, rustling softly, and flower petals scattered.
With a powerful push from his right leg, his foot sinking into the soil, he kicked off the ground and shot forward like an arrow released from a bow.
His target... was the dazed Artoria.
Because Lancelot's earlier yelling had attracted the attention of most people present, his sudden attack occurred in plain view of everyone.
Clock Tower side: Go, Lancelot! Go! Take down the Knight King!
Demon Slayer Corps side: Damn it! They ambushed us, that's not sporting! Saber, dodge!
However…
Whether it was anticipation or tension, both came to an abrupt halt, as if a pause button had been pressed, along with the almost simultaneous roars.
"Bastard!!! What the hell do you think you're doing!" x3
Tristan, Kay, and Gawain appeared beside Lancelot as if they had teleported. Lancelot, who had only dashed out less than a meter, was directly hit in the back of the head by three powerful punches.
Boom!
The black helmet slammed heavily onto the grass. Pulled by the forces of both downward and forward momentum, the whole person spun forward like a pinwheel, rolling several times before crashing into a cherry blossom tree and stopping.
It seemed Lancelot had been knocked unconscious by a heavy blow.
And by the way, his posture was incredibly alluring, a true black mark on his history.
"Gulp~~"
Mordred, who had just been about to roar and attack Artoria, shuddered.
If she'd been just a tiny bit slower, she would have been the one sent flying by those three punches... definitely her!
Thanks, Lancelot!
Mordred, who hadn't had a great relationship with Lancelot in life, was genuinely grateful to him at this moment.
"Sir Lancelot..."
Artoria whispered. This was the second time she'd seen the berserk Lancelot. Although her feelings weren't as complex as the first time, they were still complicated.
The Clock Tower side sighed inwardly, "What a pity," then turned their gaze to the three Knights of the Round Table.
Judging by their attitude, those three might not only refrain from attacking Artoria, they might even defect.
Their gazes shifted, focusing on the Command Spells on the back of their hands, and the three of them felt a little relieved.
Even if they defected, there was no need to worry, they had Command Spells!
They had a total of six Command Spells. They would keep two in reserve, and the remaining four represented four absolute commands.
But to be honest, Lorelei and the other two didn't want to use the Command Spells. Once they forcibly ordered the Knights of the Round Table to fight the King of Knights, it would mean their relationship with the Knights of the Round Table would plummet.
Even if the Knights of the Round Table adhered to their knightly code and wouldn't attack their Master, they were highly likely to commit suicide and return to the Throne of Heroes, with a probability of over eighty percent.
"This is a headache!" Lorelei and the others pressed their temples, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The Demon Slayer Corps on the opposite side also had similar troubles; their team composition wasn't very good.
To illustrate with a game analogy, Saber and Archer had extremely high combat power, like high-spending, well-equipped players with high battle ratings in the game. Their combat power far exceeded the average level of players.
But one went missing, and the other was sealed.
Caster, Lancer, Berserker, and Assassin belonged to the high-battle-rating players among the common players, and their combat power was still quite considerable.
But the Servants on the other side weren't pushovers either, not to mention the other side had more combat power.
Our side: four Servants.
Enemy side: five Servants.
"This is bad!" Giyu Tomioka assessed the combat strength of both sides.
"It's alright," Shinobu Kocho said with a smile, "There's only one person's difference, and the gap isn't too exaggerated. Even if we don't have a chance of winning, holding them off is no problem."
"As the saying goes, 'Shoot the horse before the rider, capture the bandits before the king.' While the enemy Servants are held back, we can defeat the enemy Master and still achieve victory."
"Kill..." Sanemi Shinazugawa murmured softly.
Truth be told, although he had killed many monsters, Sanemi Shinazugawa had never killed a person.
Upon hearing that he had to kill someone, he was immediately stunned.
"I refuse," Tanjiro Kamado refused with a serious expression, and Nezuko Kamado was also full of resistance.
After the others had expressed their opinions, Giyu Tomioka opened his mouth to speak, but Shinobu Kocho's words came before him. He immediately extinguished his desire to speak, obediently closed his mouth, and listened quietly to Shinobu Kocho.
"I don't kill," Shinobu Kocho said, raising a tranquilizer gun that looked like a pistol. "There's no need to kill them, just to make them lose their ability to resist."
"You could have said so earlier, you scared me!" Sanemi Shinazugawa patted his chest twice, then pulled out a tranquilizer gun that resembled a submachine gun, explaining under the others' surprised gazes, "I haven't used guns before, my aim's not great, so I decided to make up for it with quantity."
The Kamado siblings looked understanding, each picking up a tranquilizer gun that looked like a Gatling gun, filled with intimidation.
Giyu Tomioka was even more over the top, holding a rocket launcher in one hand.
Seeing the five's appearance, not only the Servants on their side were startled, but the enemy's expressions were even more horrifying.
Looking at those firearms, each one more ridiculous than the last, the magician had an urge to say "WTF".
Wasn't this supposed to be a battle between magicians?
That magician...using guns...
Thinking of this, the three from the Clock Tower all turned their heads, looking at Kairi Shishigou... The words that were about to come out were swallowed back, and they changed to another sentence.
That magus is using a rocket launcher!
Is this a fight between magi, or is it a battle for a modern military force?
The opposing Servants were full of vigilance, looking as if they were saying, "If you dare to shoot, I dare to chop you," or "If you dare to shoot, I'll take my Master and run."
And their own Servant, Artoria, looked at those weapons with a hint of nostalgia, probably thinking of Irisviel... and Kiritsugu Emiya.
Okita Souji's expression was a bit curious. She had seen a lot of firearms in her life, but the firearms of the late Edo period were different from the present.
Kiyohime, Elizabeth, and Cu Chulainn were wary of the other side and didn't pay much attention to the firearms.
The situation... froze in an instant.
Two teams stared intently at each other, motionless.
Only now was there a hint of the tension of an impending war, nerves strung tight, focused on the other side.
At the same time…
Teams from the other two factions arrived at the edge of the city one after another. After all, this place wasn't too far from the Black Faction's base, and it wouldn't take too much time for the Servants to get there on foot.
As for the Red Faction, they had Achilles, and with the chariot pulled by divine horses, how could their speed be slow? Even if they were far away, they could arrive in a short amount of time.
At the edge of the city, on the highest wall of a building that had only two-thirds of its structure remaining, Chiron stood.
Looking from a high vantage point, an archer would first need to confirm the position of their target before they could snipe them.
A gentle breeze blew through his brown-green hair on either side of his face, each strand of hair dancing in the wind.
Excellent eyesight allowed him to see the scene in the distance, a necessary skill for an archer.
However, due to the obstruction of the canopy, Chiron couldn't see the specific situation in the forest, and his Noble Phantasm was a single-target attack. He couldn't use it at all without knowing the target's location.
And when Siegfried used his Noble Phantasm, the fluctuations of magical power were very obvious, and Servants' senses were quite strong, making a sneak attack impossible.
Chiron and Siegfried exchanged glances. Chiron said, "Let's wait and see."
Siegfried nodded slightly, his gaze turned to the cherry blossom forest. His eyesight wasn't as exaggerated as Chiron's, but it was far superior to ordinary people, enough to see the scene in the cherry blossom forest.
In another location, on the edge of the town...
"Pfft~~"
The horse snorted. Achilles stood in the carriage, holding his spear with one hand and looking at Karna, who was running.
In the ruins, Karna's speed increased, heading straight for a half-destroyed building.
After a running start, Karna stepped on the wall and soared to the highest point of the remaining broken wall. He smashed through the concrete wall with one foot, and then, like a great roc spreading its wings, he flew into the sky.
He turned in the air, facing away from the sky.
The flapping of his cloak and the whistling of the wind echoed in his ears. Karna slowly raised his golden spear, and a crimson light quickly covered the spear shaft, shaking as if it were burning with flames.
"O Brahma! Curse my body!"
Karna whispered the true name of his Noble Phantasm, releasing it. Then, he forcefully projected the Brahmastra, its might like a falling meteor.
In the few seconds before Karna completely unleashed his Noble Phantasm...
A-rank Instinct had entered the realm of "predicting the future," and an incredibly strong intuition was frantically warning her.
Danger came from… the sky!
"Run with Master!!!"
Trusting her intuition, Artoria roared and swung her sword towards the sky, "EX...calibur!!!"
The holy sword, without charging, unleashed a torrent of light towards the sky.
Everyone present was stunned, watching Artoria's mysterious actions.
What are you doing?
The aim was too far off! Are you putting on a show?!
"The enemy (us) is over there (here)!"
Some of those present, who didn't know Artoria well, and their Servants, thought to themselves.
The Knights of the Round Table, who knew Artoria better, all had their expressions change.
The Round Table Knights, who had accompanied the King for many years, had a certain understanding of the King's absurd intuition. So, when they heard Artoria's warning, the four Round Table Knights, Gawain, Tristan, Kay, and Mordred, all turned around and shouted together.
"Open the Reality Marble!!!"
The four of them suddenly roared at him, startling Iskandar, causing his hand to tremble.
The others were also startled by the roar, their hearts seemed to stop for a moment.
The people present were just about to complain, 'Why are you so obedient!', when a deafening roar came from high in the sky.
BOOM————!
The violent explosion sent a powerful gust of wind across the ground, causing the cherry trees to tremble. Branches and grass were snapped, and the petals were swept up by the wind, mixing with twigs, soil, and grass as they were carried away.
The frail magician was knocked off balance by the gust of wind, falling to the ground and rolling away. The Servants and Demon Slayers all lowered their bodies to withstand the gale.
The storm gradually subsided, leaving a scene of utter devastation.
The magicians got up from the ground one after another, raising their heads to look at the azure sky, searching for the source of the attack.
However, with the eyesight of ordinary people, they couldn't find Karna in the sky at all. The Servants, on the other hand, quickly locked onto Karna as he descended to the ground.
"Let's call a temporary truce and deal with the sneak attack first, what do you say?" Artoria suggested.
"There's no need for a truce..." Lorelei shook her head, rejecting the idea. Then she said, "Just send some of your forces to deal with the attacker. As for who goes... it's all voluntary."
Before the words had even faded, Gawain, Kay, and Tristan, like wild horses breaking free, "whoosh"ed into the woods and vanished in an instant.
Everyone present: "..."
They wanted to retort, but for a moment, they were at a loss for words.
Artoria, who had been about to leave, blinked after seeing the three disappear.
Since the three who didn't want to fight had vanished, didn't that mean she didn't have to leave?
Artoria blinked again, then saw a certain rebellious child.
Before anyone could react, she suddenly charged in front of Mordred and kicked her in the stomach.
Clang——!
With the sound of clashing metal, Mordred was sent flying, and Artoria pursued with an invisible sword in hand.
A mother-daughter battle had erupted…
And this also seemed to be the signal for the start of the battle…
Iskandar shook his cloak, and his Reality Marble unfolded, dragging everyone present into it.
Home field advantage + thousands upon thousands of soldiers.
The Demon Slayer Corps' side instantly fell into a disadvantage.
Even if they wanted to find the enemy Master to fight, they couldn't even get close.
Facing tens of thousands… or even more soldiers, Cu Chulainn and the other Servants didn't hesitate at all and immediately activated their Noble Phantasms.
"Turn around... Fire Samadhi!!!"
The azure flame dragon rampaged through the army, and none could stand against it.
"Dragon's Roar Thunder!!!"
Elizabeth sang, her demonic voice capable of destroying not only the enemy's body but also their very soul, echoing through the desert.
As an aside, friendly forces also suffered heavy casualties.
"Blazing Inferno Cage!!!"
Cu Chulainn, struck by friendly fire, had bloodshot eyes, as if a Berserk buff had been applied, and he slaughtered everything in his path.
"Aaaah——!!!"
Lancelot, still unconscious, was roused by a demonic voice. His Berserker state intensified, and he charged into the army, attacking indiscriminately, and brutally assaulting his own comrades.
"Stop him quickly..."
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