I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

The declaration of Achilles, the red rider, resounds throughout the world, and Astolfo, the black rider, is not inferior to him. Although not as magnificent as the former, he has a determination to never look back!

"Come on ahhhhhhh!!!"

With a heartbreaking sound of metal twisting, another black coffin shattered.

"Second one, come again!"

The phantom horse that inherited the wings of the gryphon summoned a cyan tornado, wrapped around the assault gun together with the snowy pages, and slammed into the third black coffin.

Immediately afterwards, the black coffin also shattered into pieces.

However, the golden assault gun that helped the owner connect three black coffins in succession reached its limit at the touch of a touch. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the tip of the gun and shattered together with the black coffins.

"Ah, Algaria."

Astolfo pouted dissatisfiedly and threw the gun aside. Although the Noble Phantasm was not completely damaged, the assault rifle without its tip was useless for charging.

"There's no other way, we have to rely on ourselves from now on, now, Hippogriff."

Huan Ma's response was still loud and clear.

"Ziege, the impact will be greater next, so we must hurry up!"

"Well, we will definitely succeed, because Rider is a hero!"

"Yes, I am a hero, charge - Astolfo attacks!!!"

Without the lance, the next step is completely a battle between flesh and blood and the turret.

Although the Hippogriff is a phantom beast, its level is still a little lower than the Gryphon, which is equivalent to his father. In other words, in terms of mystery, it cannot be compared with Semiramis.

However, this "vanity sky garden" is just vanity in the final analysis, and is actually a Noble Phantasm made of materials that exist in the real world.

In terms of results, the two mysteries are almost evenly matched - although they can be destroyed, they can never be without damage.

One of the hard-looking feathers began to break, and the foreheads of the three phantom horses had become dripping with blood. Starting from the fourth one, the majestic face gradually became distorted.

Soon, another black coffin was broken open, and counting the three that were pierced by lances, this was already the eighth one.

"There are three more. Hippogriff, can it still be done?"

The Hippogriff neighed three times. Although it was not as loud as before, it was still full of determination.

The sharp beak section and the hoof are cracked, so what? Since the owner is working so hard, how could it give up as a partner?

Sieg hammered his thigh hard, forcing himself not to look away, trying to squeeze the magic power out of his body.

Although they are Noble Phantasms, the Hippogriff and the Servants are also beings summoned as living beings. There will be both pain and fear. Now without weapons, every additional collision brings it closer to death.

Astolfo gritted his teeth and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.

Compared with beings like Pegasus and the Immortal Horse, the Hippogriff is weak.

Compared to Masters like Amakusa Shirou Tokisada and Matou Shinji, Sieg is weak.

Compared to heroes like Achilles and Chiron, there is no doubt that he is weak.

A weak riding beast, a weak master, and a weak servant.

There is no way to change the fact. He has neither noble blood nor status, nor outstanding achievements. Although I put in a considerable amount of effort, it was not an extremely arduous and rigorous practice.

However, being weak is not an excuse to escape. It is not okay to treat what can be done as something that cannot be done.

Because we have always been here like this, no matter how slim the hope is, we are never willing to look away. Struggling desperately to do what you can do, and at the same time struggling desperately to make the impossible possible.

so--

"Let's go."

The storm rises again, and the two ride together to fight for everything.

At this moment, pure white light split the night sky like a comet and flashed in front of the Hippogriff.

"Assassin's Pegasus?"

Pegasus rubbed his forehead against Hippogriff's body, and then bit Astolfo's skirt with his mouth.

Astolfo, who has an A+ level riding and can communicate with almost all fantasy beasts, instantly understood what it meant.

"Are you coming to replace Hippogriff?"

Beccasas nodded humanely. As his intelligence was not inferior to that of humans, he had already seen how heavy the Hippogriff's burden was, so after sending Gold to the courtyard, it turned back as fast as possible, hoping to help Astolfo.

“Wow, that’s so nice of you—.”

Just as Astolfo was about to cheer, a magic bullet came over, almost hitting Bekasas who was not protected by the magic book.

"Ah, now is not the time to talk about this, master, hold me tight!"

The Hippogriff turned into a spirit and dispersed. At the same time, Astolfo turned over and climbed onto the Pegasus' back.

"Thank you for your hard work, partner, you should have a good rest - the rest is up to you, Tenma, what's your name?"

"Bekasas, right? What a good name. Let's go, Bekasas, and smash all the remaining big iron blocks!!!"

"Herod--"

Although the neighing of the Pegasus is different from that of the Hippogriff, the will contained in it is not different.

With a fierce roar, the pure white comet smashed the remaining black giant into pieces!

"It's really hateful! Although Master has already said it, I didn't expect that a guy of this level can really break the 'Black Coffin of Ten and One', the Witch's Book, the Hippogriff, and the Pegasus. Very good, very good!!!"

Semiramis looked at the pink knight floating outside the courtyard with an extremely cold expression, cheering and celebrating.

"There is no other way. Let's leave the repair of the black coffin until later. What we need to do now is-"

The empress, who was sitting on the throne, raised her right hand and focused her attention on the invaders who were starting to land in the courtyard one after another, and launched the prepared trap - I thought the master was a little too cautious before, but now I think I underestimated the enemy. .

At the moment of twisting the fingers, the spatial structure inside the courtyard has undergone earth-shaking changes.

The first one to suffer was Achilles' chariot. He originally planned to use speed and numerical advantage according to Joan of Arc's instructions to first take down the two Shadow Servants who were fighting Chiron and Atalanta.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the chariot entered the courtyard, the surrounding space was distorted.

When Achilles rushed out of the distortion, all the passengers on the undead chariot were gone, and Achilles himself appeared in a strange forest.

Before Achilles could figure out the situation, the surrounding trees began to grow like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, the undead chariot with powerful speed and hardness was firmly blocked.

"You're playing such a little trick, get out of here!"

Achilles snorted and put away his chariot, swung his meteor gun at an astonishing high speed to cut away the wildly growing vegetation, and headed towards the source of the magic.

There stood a man made of black shadows. The man was taller than Achilles. He held a huge war gun in his hand. He raised his hands high and let out a deafening shout:

"Roma~Roma~"

PS: What are you looking at? Are you also in Rome?