A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Swamp Bungalow.

Time goes back half a day.

"Look, the first trial is coming so soon." The heroic spirit claimed to be a "Watcher" and now spoke in a shadow that looked like a captain.

Sigma turned around when he heard the sound and saw a woman standing there.

That was Sigma's "enemy", the Rogue servant summoned by others - before Sigma could realize this, the Rogue took quick action.

She approached Sigma in the blink of an eye and asked in an emotionless voice: "Are you... a magician who wants to get the Holy Grail?"

Sigma looked back at the stalker who was staring at him.

At this moment, he felt what was approaching - 'death'.

The woman in front of her was surrounded by a strong aura of death, as if the fluctuation of magic power alone could kill ordinary people.

Sigma immediately understood: Ah...this is the so-called true servant.

Even though all the muscles in his body were shouting to run away, the instinct engraved in Sigma's youthful magic circuit and brain replied, "There's no use running away."

The only choice he could make now was to answer the question of the woman in front of him, and if he answered even one wrong word, he would probably die.

Sigma was very calm. He chatted with the "Watcher" for a whole day, but he still couldn't figure out what the other person wanted to express. But at this moment, he could easily understand the intention of the woman in front of him, because the other person was very simple and easy to understand.

She came with murderous intent.

The key lies in the questions the other party asks.

Answering incorrectly means that a fight will begin, and if so, he will surely die.

The answer is that simple.

The experience and instinct of many battles confirmed the strength of this woman in front of her.

Sigma simply accepted death and left everything to fate. However, accepting death does not mean giving up hope of survival.

In a situation where "the probability of death is higher than when walking on the road", Sigma still remains calm and keeps thinking about ways to survive.

Perhaps it was also because not long ago, the captain told him to "continue to resist the gods and never accept them." All in all, Sigma was already standing on the edge of an infinite precipice of death, but he did not give up thinking about ways to escape from death.

Just before the stalker got impatient and asked again, he finally gave the answer: "Half..."

"half?"

"I am a half-baked magician. I was once looked down upon as a 'magician'. If you ask me if I want the Holy Grail, I will answer that I am still hesitant about whether I should pursue it."

Stalker was silent.

Seeing this, Sigma asked instead: "I hope you can also answer me a question. What do you want to judge from the question just now?"

"Determine whether you are an enemy."

"I don't want to be your enemy here. Can you allow me to negotiate with your master?"

"I... don't have any master."

The murderous magic power overflowed from the stalker's body.

Sigma was wondering if he had asked something he shouldn't have asked, when he heard the "Captain" interjecting from the side: "Boy, that's why I said, if you can make use of the power of the watcher, you won't say what you just said. In terms of brains. This girl is indeed a stalker, but she was summoned by a certain vampire. So, she killed the master first... but the other party was a vampire, so he could not die. Now the two of them are master and slave. The relationship is broken. How about you make up a lie now and say, 'I am a killer who specializes in hunting vampires.'"

While thinking about why he spoke so loudly next to him, Sigma said: "I am the one negotiating with her, please be quiet for a while."

Hearing this, the stalker showed a surprised look and asked: "Who are you talking to?"

"Huh?"

"Are you a Servant? You just said the word Master. You are indeed a participant in the Holy Grail War..."

The stalker jumped back instantly, keeping a few meters away from Sigma, and then rushed over with strong murderous intent.

Sigma thought to himself, "Is there no point in negotiating?" and immediately took a stance to accept the challenge.

The young man with mechanical wings appeared behind Sigma and said: "Ah, I'm sorry, no one seems to have told you... The only person who can see us and hear our voices is you as the Watcher Master. Because we are Shadows that appear directly in your mind under the influence of Watchmen.”

Sigma complained in his heart, "I hope you can tell me this kind of thing first", but his mind remained calm.

What action will the other party take, whether he has a chance to escape, and whether the tables and chairs around him can be used as a shield or blindfold... Sigma is processing several thoughts in his mind while trying to observe the other party.

However, the stalker's whole body was wrapped in a black robe, and it was impossible to predict her actions based on the movements of her muscles and joints.

When Sigma began to imagine an escape route in his mind, the corners of the stalker's mouth moved.

"...Zabaniya..." At the same time, Sigma heard the captain's voice from behind.

"Her hair is coming, watch out."

As soon as Sigma understood the meaning of these words, hair actually shot out from under the stalker's hood, and it rushed towards his neck and wrapped it around his neck. At the critical moment, he dodged.

Seeing this, the stalker narrowed his eyes, as if he didn't expect Sigma to avoid it.

In fact, without the captain's warning, Sigma would have been caught by his hair as he was unable to dodge.

Seeing that part of the beam where he was originally standing had been cut off, Sigma truly felt that he had indeed "escaped death" just now.

The new shadow - the boy holding the snake staff said to Sigma: "She can unfold more than a dozen Noble Phantasms at the same time, but the moment she uses the new Noble Phantasm, she will stop. I think you can take this opportunity to Fight back.”

While dodging the countless hairs that were shot at him, Sigma wondered: Do I need a Noble Phantasm to kill someone of my level?

In response, the captain replied: "She is not wary of you, but of the servants. But we shadows have no means of attack at all."

Hearing the captain say this with a smile, Sigma thought for a while: This stalker can use multiple Noble Phantasms at the same time. Then the reason why she frequently uses the Noble Phantasm of hair is to avoid being caught by the enemy when using a single technique... If there is a Noble Phantasm that can be used frequently when attacking, then the Noble Phantasm for defense can also be...

"Yes, it's a treasure that turns skin into special crystals for body protection."

When the voice of the snake staff boy came from behind, Sigma stared at the stalker's rear and spoke loudly.

"Now, pierce her! Chaplin!" The sudden attack command made the stalker turn around vigilantly.

"... Zabaniya)..."

The Rogue associated the word "pierce" with a physical attack, so he activated the Noble Phantasm that could deal with all sharp blades. When he looked back, he found that there was no one there, and he didn't even feel anything like a magic wave.

She realized it was a trap and turned back to Sigma - at this moment, she saw a black tube flying towards her eyes with several holes in the tube.

The stalker was about to use the sharp blade turned from his hair to smash the black tube, but the black tube burst automatically, and a light more dazzling than the midsummer sun spilled out from the inside.

Sigma threw a flash bomb (M84) at the stalker with one hand, smashed the window with the other hand, and quickly jumped outside.

The room the two of them were in was on the second floor. Sigma had already begun to fall when there were explosions and flashes of light. He flexibly adjusted his posture in the air and landed as lightly as a cat.

——Although the physical flash bomb will not cause damage to the eyes and eardrums of the heroic spirit, it should make her dizzy for a while.

——Since you have put away your breath, let’s find a place to hide now...

While Sigma hoped that the other party did not have the magic or ability to sense breath, he stood up, but what he saw was a scene that made him unbelievable.

A woman slumped on the ground covering her ears, looking toward the room where the flash bomb exploded.

——Judging from the clothes, the woman should be an ordinary person. But coming to this kind of bungalow in the swamp at this time is very abnormal in itself. Could she be the vampire master of Stalker?

Just when he thought of this, Sigma heard the captain's voice coming from behind him.

"You are wrong, she is not the master of the Diver, she is just a poor little girl who was involved in the Holy Grail War." So far, the "Shadows" have never lied, and there is no need to lie.

They are the "watchers" overlooking all things. Therefore, based on the information provided by the captain, Sigma assumed that the woman a few meters ahead was an ordinary person.

And the action he took against this "implicated ordinary person" was——

"Run away! You'll get hurt if you stay here!"

Sigma shouted this sentence in a voice without emotion.

But as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

——What am I doing? The sound just now will let the stalker know my location.

According to the education he received since childhood, Sigma should quickly kill this witness, or use her as bait to hide himself.

——Am I influenced by the Watchers...

"Hey, hey, don't leave everything to others, little brother."

"Shadow" spoke in a relaxed tone, but Sigma turned a deaf ear to it and ran straight towards the girl.

"That house has been occupied by robbers. I'm here to serve as bait. You should run away quickly..."

Before Sigma could finish speaking, a dark shadow stood between him and the woman.

"Well……"

The stalker slashed at Sigma with his knife, and at that moment - the sleeve of the leather jacket suddenly appeared in his sight, and his hand was grabbed.

Stalker stared wordlessly at the owner of the leather jacket.

It was a man with blond hair mixed with red hair. He smiled cheerfully and said, "It doesn't look like you aimed the knife at someone's vitals. Did you not intend to kill him?"

"This magician... has no murderous intention towards me. I can't judge whether I should kill him. But since he is the master of the Holy Grail War, I must at least deprive him of his ability to move." After the stalker finished speaking, the man in the leather jacket The man turned to look at Sigma and said, "It's hard to say. He didn't have any killing intention when he saw Ayaka. Generally, Ayaka is regarded as the master of the Diver."

The blond man ignored the silent stalker, but while holding up "Ayaka" in his mouth, he asked Sigma: "I am a servant who appears as a swordsman. Please give me your advice."

The man simply revealed his identity and continued with a carefree smile: "Anyway, can you sit down and have a good chat first? If you want to fight with us... this is the Holy Grail War after all, and I won't refuse... …”

Sigma couldn't figure out the man's intentions and looked at him warily.

As if he noticed what Sigma wanted to do, "Shadow" put his hand on Sigma's shoulder and advised: "Forget it."

"..."

Shadow now looked like an old Japanese samurai. He smiled and said to Sigma: "The man in front of you moves very fast. I'm afraid he can even dodge bullets from an assault rifle. You have no chance of winning now. However, if you If you want to challenge this as a trial to escape death, I won't stop you."

Sigma was surprised because these words seemed to mean that he would have a chance of winning in the future. But in the end, Sigma sighed and bowed to the man who called himself a swordsman.

"There are guest rooms in the bungalow...I'll lead the way."

Afterwards, Sigma led the swordsman and his party towards the guest room in a daze. The captain walking alongside him showed an incredible expression and asked: "Boy, the name of the hero just now should be whatever you called it, why is it the comedian? And he lived in an era that is closer to modern times than us. "

The captain was referring to the time when Sigma deceived the stalker just now. Seeing that the three people walking behind him were not paying attention at all, Sigma was convinced that only he could hear the voice of the "shadow".

He thought for a moment and whispered to the captain: "Just because he is the first great man I think of."

"...I see. I didn't expect you to like classical comedy."

The captain probably also obtained his knowledge about Charlie Chaplin from the world through "Watchmen". The captain left a few laughs and then disappeared. A young man holding a snake staff appeared instead, and said to Sigma with loving eyes: "Then try your best to make this war end with a smile."

This sentence made Sigma not know what to say, and he speeded up his pace wordlessly.

He has watched many comedy movies.

If you want to say whether you like it or hate it, you should probably like it and admire it quite a lot. But if you ask him if he has ever laughed sincerely, he will not be able to nod his head anyway.

He couldn't imagine himself smiling sincerely.

Sigma remembered the smile that appeared on the swordsman's face just now.

It's like enjoying everything in the world.

He has to continue fighting after death. As a heroic spirit, why can he smile like that——

Knowing that he couldn't get the answer even by thinking about it, Sigma quietly killed the question.

Sigma continued to think: Whether I am jealous or longing for those who can smile, it is useless to me now. After all, do I have the right to laugh?

He walked towards the new trial with the most fundamental questions.

Although he made a contract with the Watcher who is said to be able to see through everything, he still failed to see through his own heart, which made him a little anxious. Sigma thought again: I don’t believe anything. I don’t believe in God, Buddha, or demons.

Although he has also thought that maybe as long as he entrusts himself to any of them, he will be able to smile——

But he found that people who can't even believe in themselves have nothing to dedicate to the object of belief.

Something worth giving away——

Sigma searched "all over his body" but couldn't find it.

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Underground at a meat processing plant.

"It doesn't matter if you kill...how many people do you think can accept this?"

Facing the uninvited woman who made a human, Bazdilot said without changing his expression.

The woman who created the human felt strange from the bottom of her heart, tilted her head and replied: "Huh? If you don't want to accept my statement, then I don't need to treat you as a human being..."

It didn't sound like sarcasm or a joke.

Bazdilot understood at this point that it was unreasonable to reason with this woman about creating a human being. But he remained expressionless and continued the conversation in order to gather information.

Alcides maintained his physical form, standing ready behind Bazdilot at any time. Although it is a bit strange for the Master to stand in the front, Alcides' main weapon is a bow, and standing in the back can better control the entire situation.

"Is this how the Einzberns think about artificial beings?"

It is said that advanced androids consider themselves to be of a higher status than humans.

Bazdilot inquired a lot about Einzbern from Francesca, but he always felt that the woman in front of him was different from the one in his impression. The most important thing is that the aura emanating from the body of the female creature is very different from what he knows.

"Ah, Einzbern refers to the people who made this 'container'? They are not as good as us, but they are still working hard, right?"

"……container?"

"Yes, if there is no such container, I plan to forcibly occupy the bodies of other humans. However, the souls will be mixed together, causing deviations in memory and personality. This body does not have these problems, and it seems to be created as a container for God. from."

Vessel of God - The moment the woman-created man said this word, Bazdilot felt a chill behind him.

Alcides tightened his grip on his bow and asked the woman: "What do you mean...the vessel of the gods?"

"yes."

"Then you want to say that you are God?"

"She's a goddess...ah, what are you doing?"

Before she finished speaking, the woman's eyes widened.

With a roar, a death arrow passed through Bazdilot's side, setting off a strong wind in the room, and flew towards the artificial woman who called herself the "goddess" with magic power.

The female creature showed an anxious look, and immediately released magic power from her hand to wrap the arrow. The arrow circled her dozens of times, as if there was an invisible railroad track in the sky. Then maintaining the original momentum, he turned to attack Bazdilot.

Bazdilot tilted his head slightly and dodged the arrow by a hair. Although the shock wave still hit his skin, eardrums and eyeballs, his magic-strengthened body managed to bounce it away.

Alcides behind him grabbed the arrow with one hand, and the air vibration caused by this spread through the magic workshop a beat later.

Bazdilot took in all this series of developments and narrowed his eyes slightly.

——It’s not special magic, but just controlling the magic power to knock back Alcides’ arrow?

From this moment on, neither Bazdilot nor Alcides regarded the woman in front of them as an ordinary android magician.

He neither knows the identity of the other party, nor can he tell whether the "goddess" is real or fake, but at least he knows that the other party is "something" and has power comparable to that of a servant.

Alcides seemed to be thinking the same thing. The burning hatred spread along the magic channel, and Bazdilot began to think about how to control him.

The "Goddess" and the "Avenger" began to talk as if no one else was watching.

"How rude. You actually want to shoot a god. Why are you as arrogant as the emperor of the East?"

"Who is the rude person? A woman who claims to be a goddess, why do you want to break into our territory casually?"

"Oh, isn't this the Holy Grail War? I am neither a Master nor a Servant. It is my freedom to form an alliance with whichever camp I want."

At this point, the female creature's eyes emitted a coquettish light, and a large number of arrow-shaped light bullets were produced in its hands.

"As for the hostile forces that I don't like, I naturally have to help eradicate them."

Her tone was very relaxed, but there was no emotion in her voice, like a mechanical doll imitating humans.

The moment Bazdilot and Alcides behind him smelled this smell from the female creature, countless arrow-shaped magic blocks attacked them.

However, those arrow-shaped light bullets disappeared in front of Bazdilot's eyes, and instead appeared on a wall far away from them, and flew towards the artificial woman.

The female creature remained silent and waved her hand downwards. All the arrows deflected downward, their magic gradually dissipating, and disappeared before hitting the ground.

"He turns space...into a maze..."

A female magician suddenly interrupted. She has been standing behind the female creature, hiding in the shadow of the entrance and watching the battlefield secretly. She seems to be the companion of the female creature.

Hearing what the female magician said, the female cyborg showed a fearless smile and said, "Oh? Have you finally activated the barrier? The attacks were all in front of you before you created the maze. It's really easy."

There was a hint of contempt in the woman's words about creating a human being, and Bazdilot replied calmly: "How could it be possible? This is how it was originally used."

He opened his arms with an expressionless expression and released magic power from his hands.

The ceiling of the underground workshop undulated and cracked, revealing the blue morning sky. The entire meat processing plant gradually transformed into something else. Ferocious monsters fell one after another from the spirally unscrewed ceiling, as if the factory had turned into a giant carnivore, about to devour everyone inside it from the inside.

Seeing this, Harley, who had been hiding behind Filia, murmured: "How could there be... such a large-scale defense agency..."

——He turned part of this place into an alien world? If it is possible to create a defense mechanism of this scale, then why not... from the beginning?

"Ah - so that's it."

Filia interrupted Harry's thinking. While looking at the falling monsters impatiently, she calmly stated the characteristics of the enemy workshop: "This mechanism is not designed to prevent enemy invasion. The entire workshop has been from the very beginning. It is designed so that those who enter cannot get out. It is not difficult to see how bad the character of the maker is."

After speaking, Filia showed an evil smile, stretched out her palm towards the falling monsters - and fired a torrential rain of magic arrows.

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Koltzman Center for Special Orthodontics.

"Is there any movement in the workshop in the industrial park?"

After receiving the report from his subordinates, Faldius walked to a corner of the control room. Currently, his follower, the Diver, is heading to the headquarters of the Scladio family on the west coast in order to assassinate Galvaroso Scladio.

Thus, Faldius was now defenseless. Before the Servants came back, he planned to focus on the defense of the workshop and gathering intelligence.

He wholeheartedly hoped that nothing big would happen, but apparently God did not listen to his wishes, and several unexpected incidents occurred one after another since the morning.

First, after the servant suspected of being a stalker attacked the police station, he appeared in the bungalow that Sigma now uses as his base. The swordsman and the woman who seemed to be his master also went there together and seemed to be sleeping in the guest room.

——It’s simply baffling.

Faldius asked Sigmar if he could finish them off. The latter replied that it was difficult to do because the stalkers were very wary. So Faldius ordered Sigma to inquire about the other party's intelligence while proposing an alliance with them to fight against Gilgamesh and his equally powerful spearmen relatives and friends.

But after this, Faldius fell into greater chaos.

He asked Sigma if he had figured out the identity of the servant who made the contract. The other person was silent for a few seconds and then gave an answer that was beyond common sense.

"It's Chaplin, Lancer Charlie Chaplin. This is the heroic spirit I summoned."

"...Excuse me, can you say it again?"

"Lancer Charlie Chaplin. I will ask you about the Noble Phantasm and other information later. I think it is not a good idea to force him to answer with a command spell. So, I will hang up now."

After speaking, Sigma cut off the communication, giving Faldius a headache.

Chaplin. What is it? Is this reasonable?

The Lancer? That King of Comedy? Why?

Is Sigma lying? No, but...even if he was lying, it couldn't be Chaplin.

This Holy Grail War...what happened?

Just when Faldius was confused, someone brought him the information that "the Scladio family's compound magic workshop has been activated."

"That's why I object to leaving the selection to Miss Francesca."

Faldius had secretly made a deal with various factions in the Clock Tower, hoping to temporarily select a magician from each faction.

Augustus Henrik Asplund from the Creation Department (Valuay), Klast Reni Wigner from the Minerals Department (Kishur), and Barea Wigner from the General Basics Department (Mystile) There are as many candidates as you want, such as Sekelfi, Chimera’s Misalia Kroram, etc. Faldius's original plan was to secretly control these magicians, because they both looked like magicians and could be completely controlled.

However, due to the fact that Faldius and his team's overall policy changed to be completely hostile to the Clock Tower, and Francesca's mediation, various "lone rangers" became the masters participating in the war.

Among them, even Sigma, who had some connection with Faldius, brought about the same trouble as before.

What's more - Harley was taken to Bazdilot's workshop by Einzbern's android. When he heard this report, Faldius almost lamented, "Did I make a mistake in sending the stalker on a long journey at this time?"

Although using the command spell can even force a transfer, is it really possible to transfer back from the west coast?

Forget it if it is a true Holy Grail War, this is a fake ritual created layer by layer using various unreasonable means. As the mastermind behind the scenes, it was difficult for Faldius to predict how shocking accidents would happen.

That girl Harley Bolzak... I thought she was going to find an alliance with Bazdilot, but I didn't expect that she actually got into a fight with someone. Or maybe it was the Einzbern cyborgs who did something good...

Just as Faldius sighed with a headache, he heard his subordinate, the female magician Aldora, report: "The workshop seems to have been expanded to the maximum extent, and the entire industrial park has also set up a barrier to repel people. But just in case, I arranged for people to clear the area outside the park. Not long ago, the police chief sent a message saying that several members of 'Twenty-eight Monsters' were sent to deal with it."

"Okay. Let the people down there not get too close, or they'll be eaten by the workshop."

"It's unbelievable that he could lay a barrier on such a huge workshop and transform it into another world."

"Actually, the area used for alienation is not large." Seeing his subordinates' confusion, Faldius simply explained, "I heard that during the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki, the 'previous' monarch ·In his workshop, El-Melloi used alienation to transform part of the hotel corridor into a maze. A magician like him could only do this even with three dedicated magic furnaces. For The famous ancient labyrinth magician - Cobaik Alcatraz may not be a problem, but most magicians want to completely turn an area into a different world, which is tantamount to wishful thinking. "

Faldius shook his head and stated the facts calmly. Facing the chaotic situation that is like a quagmire, he may be trying to keep his head clear by telling the common sense he knows.

"Bazdilot just activated the workshop. In fact, it is a composite art created by the magicians of the Scladio family. If it is fully operational, even Bazdilot himself may not be able to leave."

"Composite art?"

"Yes, it is the product of several magicians who combined their respective fields of expertise. Various magics such as alienation, illusion, barrier, and the setting of magical beasts are intricately intertwined. In terms of a single workshop, defense His strength is incomparable to that of the 'former' Lord El-Melloi. But Bazdilot has extraordinary magic power and can forcibly activate other people's workshops, so he can perform such a stunt."

Faldius looked at the meat processing plant that was about to move on the screen and continued: "Not only that meat processing plant, but the surrounding factories have also been transformed by the magicians of the Scladio family. These factories are responsible for providing The meat processing plant’s magic workshop provides assistance, so even a highly skilled magician would probably have a hard time escaping from the workshop in that state.”

"Then there is no way out for the Einzbern androids and Miss Harley?"

"How could it be?" Faldius denied his subordinate's view, as if his praise of the workshop just now was false, "If it were just the two of them, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to escape, but if the heroic spirit summoned by Miss Harley could also Now, it’s completely different. I heard that the Fuyuki Hotel Workshop I just mentioned was destroyed along with the entire hotel. If a heroic spirit with profound magic skills comes to challenge it, he will be able to break through the maze sooner or later."

This opinion of Faldius can be said to be completely opposite to what he thought ten years ago. In the past, he believed that no matter how powerful the heroic spirit was, it would be very difficult to break through the workshop that had become a modern maze, and he could only resort to some unconventional means.

However, now, after reading the doll information left by his ancestors - Fuyuki's "memory" of the Third Holy Grail War, and coming into contact with the heroic spirit Hassan Sabah, Faldius truly felt: For a heroic spirit with excellent abilities, a maze of that level is simply not feasible. But if it were Fuyuki's weak Avenger from the Third Holy Grail War, it might be effective...

Faldius thought as he turned his attention to the screen again.

"Anyway, she should have summoned a servant in order to break through the workshop. We just took the opportunity to observe what kind of abilities that servant has." The picture on the screen was a meat processing factory taken by the familiar from an overhead perspective. Faldius stared at the screen while sending a communication about another case to his men.

"'Livestock' asked 'Bramble', how is the situation over there?"

"There is no movement. There are two heat sources that are suspected to be human inside the house. Judging from the magic reaction, there should be two servants."

"Two...including the heroic spirits summoned by Sigma, there should be three. Has anyone turned into a spirit?"

"I don't know. From the window on the second floor, you can see a servant who looks like a swordsman, but the magic power measurement shows strange fluctuations, and it seems that several spirits have merged together..."

Regarding the vague report from his subordinates, Faldius was about to ask further - "Fluctuation? What's going on? Tell me the detailed values...?"

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the sudden silence from the other end, his subordinates asked in confusion. However, his voice did not reach Faldius's ears.

Because Faldius saw an impossible thing squirming in front of him - on the surveillance screen of the meat processing plant.

"'Livestock' ordered 'Thorn', leaving a few people to continue to garrison the scene, and the rest immediately went to the industrial park."

After giving the briefest instructions, Faldius cut off the communication and stared at the screen.

He knew what heroic spirit Harley wanted to summon, because it was Faldius who prepared the catalyst for Harley through the country.

However, the "thing" he just saw had a completely different appearance than what he expected. It was said to be a heroic spirit, but "that thing" was more like a beast or insect than a human. Its whole body is wrapped in gears, pistons, steel wires and cables, and its body is so huge that it can crush a prefabricated house. Faldius couldn't help but squint his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Miss Harley...what exactly did you summon..."

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Meat processing plant minutes ago

"Master, will this barrier hinder our actions?"

Although Alcides' tone was calm, he would definitely attack with all his might once the opportunity arose.

After all, his sworn enemy—a woman who claims to be a "god"—appears in front of him.

Bazdilot did not dissuade him. He just stood between the woman and him and said calmly: "The barrier is directional, but it is not perfect. But for you, this obstacle is not a problem, right? If you have The power of ravaging the goddess, then show it to me here."

"If you don't tell me, I will."

The goddess is dealing with "a swarm of monsters falling from the sky." In pursuit of her, Alcides moved upward in the gradually deforming meat processing plant.

At the same time, Bazdilot also took action. He took out the cold pistol from his arms and slowly walked towards the female magician who appeared with the female creature.

"ah……"

Harry looked into the eyes of the master of the magic workshop, and suddenly felt that all the blood in his body was being drained. Bazdilot exudes a terrifying aura, transforming into a synthetic monster born solely for the purpose of killing people. Catching his gaze, Harley realized again that she had arrived at a place with no turning back.

Physically, she cannot escape the factory; positionally, she cannot retreat.

Although Harley regretted following others into the factory, she also thought: without Filia, she would have died long ago. If this is the case, what should we do with the life we ​​have recovered?

When thinking of this question, the first thing that came to Harley's mind was to take revenge on the magic world.

Harley recalled the "past", the fear in her eyes slowly dissipated, and she began to regain her composure.

Although she is a girl who hates the magic world, from the moment she can switch emotions, she may have the qualifications to become a magician.

In any case, Harley is now ready in her heart. In order to get out of the predicament, she will fight for everything she has. Ah, yes. My plan from the beginning was to cause as much havoc in this world as possible and then disappear. What am I afraid of?

Probably sensing the change in Harley's mood, Bazdilot stopped, pointed his gun at Harley and asked, "Is this what you meant by coming here?"

"It was Filia's suggestion. I just followed her."

"Oh, it turns out that 'it' is called Filia... what is 'it'?"

Filia's abnormality really caught Bazdilot's attention.

Harley shook her head, tensed her nerves, and was wary of the gun aimed at her, while replying: "It's my benefactor. I only know this, and I don't need any other reasons now." Destroy the monsters from a distance. Filia seemed to have heard these words, and laughed loudly and said: "Oh, you were following me nervously just now, and now you are saying such beautiful words. However, there is no need to understand me, it is enough to be able to find my charm." "

At this time, an arrow shot from nowhere approached Filia from the blind spot.

Just like before, the arrow's trajectory was changed by the dense magic power around her, and it turned directly towards the falling group of monsters.

The monster hit by the arrow was immediately shattered into pieces. Under the cover of the remains of the monster, Bazdilot's servant shot a new arrow.

"It's the same a few times again... ah?"

Filia's words stopped abruptly.

Dozens of arrows were reflected in her eyes, all shot from the air through the cracked ceiling at unknown times.

These arrows were precisely aimed at the trajectory of Filia's fall. It was not as simple as shooting countless arrows into the sky and waiting for them to fall.

Filia suddenly discovered something.

The bronze arrow that fell towards her gradually changed its shape, and finally turned into a bird with metal wings and beak.

"Is that the strange bird of Stymphalis (the familiar of the Western God of War)?"

One after another, the vicious arrows turned into giant birds, with beaks, wings and claws all wrapped in bronze. Unfortunately, they were so murderous that Filia had no time to appreciate this fantasy-like scene.

"Oh? Just a moment."

Filia sighed in admiration, while she lowered her expression and watched countless giant birds attack.

Harley's attention also shifted to Filia——

Bazdilot took the opportunity to aim at the female magician's heart and pulled the trigger. However, the bullet missed Harley.

The bullet has been processed to be able to penetrate even a certain level of advanced defensive magic, but now it is blocked by an invisible wall.

The next moment - "that thing" appeared in the middle of the workshop.

Bazdilot was wondering why he could hear crackling noises. A huge rust-colored iron block appeared, forming a wall between him and Harley.

The iron blocks that appeared in different places swept across Filia's sky, shattering the flock of bronze birds born from arrows with just one blow.

The noise spread wider and wider, and finally a huge shadow revealed its full extent.

The most unusual thing is its size.

Now the Berserker in front of Harley was even bigger than what she had seen before, and could be called a "monster".

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Some underground facility.

Deep in a room where the sun doesn't shine, the woman suddenly stopped caring for the horse.

"What's wrong, Potter? Your magic is a little messed up."

Hearing the female voice coming from the next room, the woman called "Potter" replied with some confusion: "Just now... I seemed to feel the breath of my father's love birds... but it disappeared soon."

"Love birds?"

"The strange birds of Stymphalis are the magical birds that my father, the God of War, loved very much. I heard that they were driven out of the peninsula by that man..."

"Oh, could it be summoned by 'him'? Doesn't he still have the same divine belt as you? However, since the breath has disappeared, don't go there casually."

The other party's unthinking reply made the woman named "Potter" think for a while, then nodded slightly and replied: "That's right. Master, don't worry, I won't be arbitrary anymore."

The woman finished speaking in a serious tone, then continued with a slight blush: "And Master... you better not call me 'Potter'..."

"Huh? Isn't it nice to hear? Your name is Hippolyta, so it's 'Pota'. Ah, or do you prefer 'Hippo'?"

"...Then it's still Potter."

The cavalry servant—Hippolyta sighed helplessly.

It seemed that she was not disgusted by the name "Boter", but simply felt shy.

At this moment, she suddenly showed a serious expression and looked towards the direction where the breath came from again.

Hippolyta was not usually so good at sensing aura.

Probably because she is particularly sensitive to similar auras - the other person carries the same Noble Phantasm, a war belt inherited from her father.

Alcides is probably fighting someone else somewhere. Thinking of this, Hippolyta immediately regained her energy and turned her gaze back to her horse.

That was the hero she would have to compete with sooner or later.

Hippolyta gritted her teeth thinking about Alcides "finally" becoming an avenger.

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Meat processing plant.

"Oh, did you protect me by the way? What a good boy."

Filia looked at the crushed bronze birds and sneered, then looked up at "that thing".

That's Harley's servant. Until just now, it had kept its figure and aura hidden.

Seeing its appearance, Harry was the most surprised among everyone present.

Is it bigger than before?

On the way to the factory, the Servant walked along the wall, which was then only the size of an elephant. But now, it has become a giant mechanical spider that can almost pick up the giant trailer responsible for transporting elephants in the zoo.

It obviously didn't make any big moves, but it made the sound of gear rotation and metal friction inexplicably, and its eyes were still shining with blazing light.

Then, just like what Harry heard at first, the sound like the rusty needle of a record player sounded in Bazdilot's magic workshop: "DDDIIRRR...enemyDDDenemyenedienemieeneeneRRRRRR Everyone, everyone, everyone..."

The berserker shook his body creakingly, as if he wanted to express something.

Harley looked confused, and Filia smiled and said to her: "Come on, Harley! You are its master, come and give it orders."

"Huh……"

"It's asking you who the enemy is? If you ignore it, it will regard everyone except me and you as its enemies and destroy the entire city. Don't you care?"

After hearing what Filia said, Harley quickly looked at the Berserker. Who is the enemy? The Berserker's shining eyes seemed to be asking this, and he was blocking Bazdilot from hurting Harley.

Bazdilot fired several more shots after that, sometimes using the refraction formed by magic to aim at Harley from a blind angle, but the bullets were all thrown away by the cables extended from the Berserker's body.

Then, its figure gradually disappeared into the air.

The sound also disappeared, but its "pressure" could still be felt inside the workshop.

Unlike how Miss Filia tried to hide it on the street, even I couldn't see it this time. This heroic spirit...can it use its own power to become invisible?

Realizing how unreasonable the heroic spirits who made the contract were, Harley couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

Filia asked Harley to give orders to the berserker and tell it who the enemy was.

Harley felt that the other party wanted to test her to see if she was determined to kill the enemy's human master.

She thought for a moment, killing her emotions like a magician, and her heart stopped trembling.

So, should she be giving orders here? Ordering berserkers to kill?

Should she be liberated from realistic ethics like a magician? Or should she maintain her superficial human identity and establish a name for self-defense? But she has already taken the initiative to join the Holy Grail War.

Harley hesitated for a moment, and finally shouted to the invisible Berserker: "Berserker! The enemy is this magic workshop! Please...raze it to the ground!"

There were crackling and crunching sounds immediately, and the berserker seemed to feel joy at receiving the order.

Filia jumped to Harley's side at some point and gently put her hand on Harley's shoulder. "ah?"

Harry was so frightened that he screamed. Filia narrowed her eyes and smiled softly: "Well, you are very good at it. You don't just let it kill people."

"I...I'm not..."

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I'm not blaming you."

With a smile on her face, Filia used magic arrows to pierce the remaining monsters one by one. She kept a perfect smile and said to Harley calmly: "After all, if you are so easily tempted to kill people, then you will have left the category of a human being and entered the category of a magician..."

The second half of the sentence was muffled by the voice.

Probably the invisible berserkers started wreaking havoc. The surrounding walls and floors were crushed, and some of the entrances and exits of the alien passages were also destroyed by brute force.

"Okay, leave the rest to the berserker. Run away. If you kill the scary-looking magician and the twisted heroic spirit casually, the 'black mud' will splash over, so you have to deal with it carefully. They are the best..."

Filia said, jumping up again and disappearing into the rubble.

Harry watched her leave with cold sweat breaking out all over his body.

Without Filia's instructions at all, Harley ran straight towards the entrance and exit to cancel the alienation. She didn't look like she was running away from Bazdilot and the servant who was suspected to be an archer, but she was running away from Filia.

Because she heard the second half of what Filia said with a smile on her face amidst the noise of destruction.

"After all, if you are so easily tempted to kill someone, then you are no longer a human being and have entered the category of a magician."

"To be honest, there is no value in keeping you alive."

Harley was convinced that Filia wasn't joking and was serious.

Although Harry was grateful to Filia as his benefactor, he was also very afraid of her, and questions that he had thought about several times before resurfaced in his mind.

What on earth...did I summon?

Bazdilot judged that this was not a spiritual transformation, but a special ability similar to optical camouflage.

Even the sound can be erased, either because of the skill of the heroic spirit, or because of something done by the woman who calls herself the "goddess".

If you turn into a spirit body in this workshop, even the servant will be severely damaged by the workshop's barrier and magic. Bazdilot speculated that the "thing", whether it was a heroic spirit or a monster, had hidden its figure, voice, and magic power from the beginning.

Bazdilot paused, made up his mind coldly, and said to Alcides telepathically: "I'm afraid the workshop will be destroyed, you can use all your strength."

"Really? You're going to lose that device."

"It doesn't matter, the family is already ready for mass production." Bazdilot answered simply, "It's just a drop in the bucket to add magic crystals now. Don't worry, when the workshop defense mechanism is activated, the existing crystals have already been transferred. If it's because of If I lose everything because of my reluctance, then I will have no shame in meeting the Scladio family."

Bazdilot made the decision to give up without changing his face. He applied strengthening magic to his body and jumped up among the scattered rubble.

"Anyway, since it has evolved into this situation, Faldius and Orlando should take action. Even if you make a bigger fuss, things will not change."

"Since the other party claims to be a goddess, no matter whether it is true or false, I don't plan to bother to hide the magic."

"Let's go ahead and do it. We are ready to deal with this city as well if necessary. No matter what Francesca and the police chief think, Faldius should be able to deal with it when necessary. Start processing immediately."

Bazdilot asked Alcides in an extremely calm tone: "It's just a sacrifice of 800,000 people in exchange for the concealment of magic. The Clock Tower will also agree. However, are you mentally prepared for this? ?”

Alcides responded to these probing words without hesitation: "Of course. As long as it can destroy the gods, this number of people is a reasonable price."

After saying that, Alcides began to release his power.

In order to fight back against the woman who claims to be a god, as well as the magician and servants who are suspected of being her servants.

Even if it is the god of the alien world, not his real enemy.

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Swamp Bungalow.

"Ayaka, don't stick your head out of the window. Sniping is very scary. I also died under Pierre's sniping."

"You don't need to tell me that I won't go out."

Deep in the bungalow, Ayaka and the swordsman were quietly checking the situation.

When Ayaka heard Sigma say that "the bungalow was surrounded by special forces," she thought it was the police's pursuit SWAT (Special Weapons And Tactics) or something else.

But Sigma said that those were pawns sent by the magicians who organized this Holy Grail War.

"A part of the U.S. government officials colluded with magicians. Is this a fantasy movie?"

"Don't say that, Ayaka. A person in power and a magician are an excellent combination, just like behind the great King of Knights, there is a magician of flowers dedicated to him. I am the same, there is a magician who is not A strange guy who is a court magician has been following me."

"You mean...Saint-Germain?"

Although Ayaka had never dared to mention this name before, she finally asked subconsciously.

"You actually know him. Is he famous?"

the swordsman asked with a surprised look on his face. Just when Ayaka didn't know how to explain, Sigma appeared at the door again and said: "Seventy percent of the troops have received orders to go elsewhere, and the remaining surveillance personnel stay here. If you want to leave, you'd better take advantage of it." Now."

"Going somewhere else?"

Ayaka couldn't adapt to Sigma's calm tone.

He was a participant in the Holy Grail War. He happened to bump into Ayaka and the Swordsman when he was fighting a stalker in the evening, but he did not immediately regard the two of them as enemies.

So the swordsman began to persuade him with words such as "Let's form an alliance. It would be great to sit around the round table together." Sigma also said, "If it's an armistice agreement, yes." This answer was beyond Ayaka's expectations. In the end, Ayaka and the swordsman stayed in this bungalow.

Ayaka let out a long sigh, wondering why things turned out like this.

The swordsman had originally concluded an agreement with the green-haired heroic spirit that was limited to "finding a way to deal with the black mud and disease," but he also made a deal with the stalker on the spot.

The stalker made it clear: "I still can't forgive you for what you did during your lifetime, but I also know that one of the great mountain old men once fought alongside you. Therefore, before I deal with that monster, I will not I will kill you." This way they were able to temporarily avoid fighting each other. ()