I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

However, as a deposit for joining, he needed Koyanskaya to guarantee the safety of her Master.

Roger looked at Avisbro with a blank expression.

"T-Teacher, what exactly is going on...!?"

"Our NFF company has always prioritized meeting the needs of our customers, so of course we will deliver this as a deposit to you. Now, before this castle is razed to the ground, please take over the former Master here."

Koyanskaya pulled a tranquilizer gun from her bosom.

The gun was aimed at Master Roger and a bullet was fired.

"Um! Teacher...you...?"

Roger didn't even have a chance to voice his question.

He was hit by a tranquilizer dart and collapsed to the ground unconscious.

"What a joke! I will not be manipulated. I command it with a single Command Spell! Astolfo, come to my—"

Serenike used a command spell to make the announcement.

But doing this in front of a Servant is suicidal, especially in front of Koyanskaya.

boom! !

A gunshot brought the announcement to an abrupt halt.

Warm liquid kept gushing out from his neck, and a pungent, fishy smell gradually overflowed from his throat.

Serenike felt a pain in his neck.

In front of her, Skaia was holding a pistol, but this gun was no longer the tranquilizer gun from before.

It is the famous Desert Eagle.

"Don't be so tactless. I don't want to waste time fighting here. Don't you know how troublesome fur maintenance is?"

Koyanskaya's eyes were filled with contempt.

He showed none of the enthusiasm he had shown to the Black Faction Masters before, and even his actions lacked any murderous intent.

Serenike did not expect her to act so easily.

Is it possible that all this talk isn't because they have any use, but simply because this Servant finds it amusing?!

Serenike realized the absurdity of the answer.

Unfortunately, her life could not be saved.

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Another Black Master has fallen.

Far outside the city, Astolfo's spirit core trembled.

The momentary pause was caught by Jack the Ripper, whose dagger approached at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye.

In a moment of panic, he quickly dodged.

Astolfo rolled away to avoid being hit in a vital spot, but he still took the blow.

The magical transmission between master and slave has been broken.

The magic power currently stored in my body can sustain me for a few more minutes, but what can I do in those few minutes?

Even he himself didn't know.

"Hmm! Master...!?~"

Astolfo sensed his Master's life force fading away.

There are only a few minutes left.

We must find out the cause of Master's death within this short period of time, and we must know who killed his Master.

He summoned the eagle once again.

Although the burned-out feathers have not yet recovered, short-distance flights are still possible.

"You won't escape!"

Bawanshi's playing of the harp exuded a murderous aura.

Several sound threads sliced ​​through Astolfo's flesh, and blood splattered all over his body.

A sound wire was even placed around his neck.

A gentle stroke is all it takes to decapitate Astolfo; all Bavanshi needs to do is pull the bowstring at the last moment.

"It's over! Die a miserable death!"

Bawanshi revealed a cruel, cold smile.

You must present something that will earn praise from Du Wei and his mother.

I want to be the best daughter and the most lovable lover; let mere Servants be my stepping stones.

"【Hippogriff, a phantom horse not found in this world】!!"

Astolfo's Noble Phantasm is now revealed.

The eagle flapped its wings and dispersed into particles of light, disappearing instantly without even giving Bawanshi time to react.

In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

No, Bavanshi, who frequently uses water mirror magic, knows.

This is a kind of ability similar to dimensional jumping.

Anger surged up from the depths of his heart once more.

That's right, she let her prey escape.

"Damn bastard! How dare you escape from me like this! I'm going to kill you! I'm so angry!!"

Bawanshi was seething with anger.

Before he could vent his anger, the other person slipped away.

Her speed was nowhere near that of a Rider.

Jack remained where he was, looking completely bewildered.

She didn't know how far Astolfo had jumped from dimension to dimension, nor did she know where she had jumped to.

The battle between the two women thus came to an end.

In fact, Astolfo only had one destination in mind: Yggdomi Castle.

The cause of the Master's death must be determined.

This is at least his responsibility as a follower.

".....That is!?"

Astolfo saw something strange happening in the sky.

A growing sense of unease crept into my heart.

At the same time, he and the eagle beneath him gradually began to become illusory, which was a sign that the magic power within his body was about to run out.

It's a miracle that he, a cavalryman, has managed to hold on until now.

We have to hurry up!

Astolfo intensified his magical output against the eagle.

Now, Junying has temporarily stabilized his physical form, but he himself has become even more illusory than before.

Meanwhile, inside the castle.

Serenique, who was bleeding heavily from his neck, died, while Roger, who was incapacitated, was taken away by Avisbro.

Currently, the only remaining active Black Masters are Corles, Fiona, and Gordes.

"Master!"

Chiron and Siegfried arrived at the main hall at the same time.

But they were clearly a step too late.

Koyanskaya and Avisbro walked side by side, looking as if they had just finished a "business" discussion.

"They've arrived? It's a pity it's too late. I hope we'll have a chance to meet again in the future, all of you Black Faction's Servants."

Koyanskaya noticed the two attendants who had entered the main hall.

She remained calm and composed.

A teleportation spell began to activate beneath her feet, enveloping Avisbro along with her.

Chiron and Siegfried could not easily make a move.

Their top priority is to protect their Master from dying here like Sereneke did.