Crossover Anime: Picking up Medea at the Start

Then the opponent's spear knocked his sword away, leaving him no chance to unleash his Noble Phantasm and turn the tide.

Then, just as Mordred was about to charge forward, the enemy's guns quickly formed a barrage, instantly piercing through her armor. However, the enemy did not kill her directly, but instead struck her vital points, causing her vision to go black and her to fall to the ground.

Did it fail...?

At this point, Mordred, who had completely lost the power to resist and was going through a blur like a revolving lantern, was much calmer than before.

She subconsciously thought of what the other person had said before, and then she remembered that her father seemed to have said similar things to her, but she never listened to him.

Thinking about it this way, she was indeed driven by anger just now. Otherwise, if she had released her Noble Phantasm earlier, would she have been able to avoid such a crushing defeat?

Is it possible to turn defeat into victory?

Maybe...

But just like during the Battle of Camlann, when she kept her words bottled up for so long, Mordred no longer has the chance to do it again.

With this thought in mind, Mordred lost consciousness.

In the final moments of losing consciousness, she seemed to feel someone catch her.

A pleasant fragrance emanated from the other person.

Even though there was armor between them, Mordred felt an unusual warmth in the embrace for some reason.

She fainted with these thoughts in mind.

Artoria looked at Mordred in her arms and sighed deeply.

She felt that this battle was no different from the Battle of Camlann.

If I had to say something, it would be that she was stronger than before, directly defeating Mordred instead of only being able to kill her...

But essentially nothing has changed.

Thinking about this, Artoria frowned, feeling somewhat irritated.

But unlike Mordred, she didn't vent her anger by yelling and shouting. So she held Mordred tightly and walked towards the Greater Grail.

Mordred lost the battle.

But Artoria... didn't win either!

....

170. Thank you, Shakespeare.

Since the Thousand Worlds Tree is the Black team, then the team that uses the Hanging Gardens as its base, which is Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's side, is naturally the Red team.

The red team also has seven of the fourteen Heroic Spirits summoned: Archer Atalanta, Lancer Karna, Rider Achilles, Caster Shakespeare, Assassin Semiramis, Berserker Spartacus, and finally Saber Mordred.

Mordred is an outsider, not in the Hanging Gardens.

Spartacus, on the other hand, had already gone berserk and charged toward the Thousand World Tree's base camp, only to be captured by the Thousand World Tree.

The Thousand World Tree felt they had the advantage, while Amakusa Shiro Tokisada used this method to determine who the Black Faction's Heroic Spirits were and what their abilities were.

Then Amakusa Shiro Tokisada prepared to go to the Yggdrasil's headquarters to steal the Greater Grail.

So Atalanta, Achilles, and Karna were sent out.

Currently, the only ones still in the Hanging Gardens are Semiramis, who controls the Hanging Gardens, Shakespeare, who is in charge of the behind-the-scenes work, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, and the other Masters controlled by Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Shakespeare were also Roland and Joan of Arc's targets this time.

"There is an intruder."

The Hanging Gardens were well-prepared with various defenses, so when Roland and Joan of Arc swaggered down from the sky, Semiramis spotted them immediately.

Then the dragon tooth soldiers and monstrous divine fish on the 17th Garden in the sky immediately set out, and all kinds of defensive barriers were activated.

Joan of Arc couldn't fly, so Roland carried her up. Now that they had landed, Roland let go of her. Although Joan of Arc didn't show any particular reaction on her face, she quickly slipped out of Roland's arms.

This is no way.

After all, Joan of Arc was more of a saintly maiden than a saint.

Being hugged by a man... even though she knew it was just to get to her destination, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Roland, is it really a good idea for us to come here in such a grand manner?"

Hearing Joan of Arc say this, Roland smiled.

"What's wrong with that? After all, there's no reason for the strong to avoid the weak."

Roland spoke casually, and then the pitch-black shadows surged outwards like waves, the terrifying shadow blades tearing at everything around them. Whether it was the Dragon Tooth Soldier or the Divine Fish, they were all instantly pulverized by the power of the Dragon's Remnant!

Even the occasional long-range attacks that fly in can be stopped by Roland using gravity manipulation combined with his invisible hand.

It could be said that he and Joan of Arc could chat freely without restraint, while the defenses of the Hanging Gardens around them... ha, utterly vulnerable!

"Alright, we should go now. Even if those heroic spirits return, they'll still be the same, but some special Noble Phantasms will inevitably cause us some trouble. I have other more important things to do when I get back, so let's finish this quickly."

Come to think of it, Artoria and Mordred should have already fought each other, right?

Roland was somewhat concerned about the outcome, so he said that as he went, and then he and Joan of Arc ventured deep into the Hanging Gardens.

Shakespeare was destined to die.

Because his abilities have a tendency to influence fate, they inevitably cause unpredictable consequences. Eliminating such a person in advance is a viable strategy.

and...

For Roland, killing him had a deeper meaning.

After all, Roland never cared about the so-called Holy Grail War. The two things he truly considered his goals were Artoria's inner conflict and, as Alaya and Gaia had mentioned, a little investigation into the so-called extraterrestrial visitor from Sieg after he was bound by the parallel world.

As for getting Bazett and Akito to reach the Root via the Greater Grail... how could this possibly fail?

Does this matter really need to be planned out of the blue?

If it weren't for the first two objectives, plus Roland's plan to recruit some members of the God Group to obtain enhancement points, Roland might have already withdrawn all the Heroic Spirits by this time, waiting for Bazett and Yuusuke to return from the Root.

The so-called Holy Grail War was nothing more than a game for Roland.

“Roland, there are quite a few defensive barriers in this passage, but Shakespeare is inside. He doesn’t seem to have run away yet, but he probably knows we’re here and is probably planning to escape.”

Joan of Arc stood outside the passage, looking at the room at the end of the passage. She used her abilities as an adjudicator to assess the situation and reported it to Roland.

When Roland heard Joan of Arc say this, he first nodded, then wrapped his arms around Joan's waist and pulled her into his embrace.

And with Joan of Arc almost holding her breath, she slowly opened her mouth.

"Then we need to hurry over there, hold on tight to me."

"Uh-huh......!"

Joan of Arc blinked, her thoughts somewhat stagnant, and responded softly. Then Roland took a step forward.

Just as Joan of Arc had seen, Roland stepped directly into the defensive barriers in the passage, but the barriers showed no signs of being triggered.

It was as if Roland and Joan of Arc had turned into ghosts at that moment.

Seeing this, Joan of Arc used the fact that Roland had his reasons to convince herself not to overthink things.

Roland then led Joan of Arc directly into the room where Shakespeare was.

As the door was shattered by the dragon's shadow, the resulting wind pressure blew everything in the room. The books and papers filled with writing in Shakespeare's room were blown into the air like falling feathers, appearing sacred in the sunset filtering through the window.

Shakespeare, sitting on the ground, stared wide-eyed as Roland and Joan of Arc appeared before him.

Upon seeing Shakespeare like this, Roland reached out his hand to him.

"I'm sorry, but this is the longest you can go."

Without saying anything more to the other party, Roland's action caused the Dragon's Remnant to pierce through Shakespeare's body, causing him to fall to the ground and turn into golden dust, disappearing without a trace.

The moment Roland launched his attack, he turned around with Joan of Arc in his arms and swaggered out from where they had come from.

Joan of Arc was still in a state of confusion at this time, so even though Shakespeare was dead, she forgot that she had crawled out of Roland's arms. Similarly, she did not notice that after Roland's shadow passed through Shakespeare, it never returned to Roland.

As the sun gradually set, Roland's shadowless void was gradually hidden away completely in the descending night.

The Hanging Gardens, in the room where Amakusa Shiro Tokisada hid with his Master.

The pitch-black shadows rose from the ground as they writhed, forming a human shape.

The shadow grinned, like a demon that had just crawled out of hell—and then it walked directly toward the unconscious Masters.

In Shakespeare's room.

After Roland and Joan of Arc had walked for a while, a figure draped in a black robe appeared.

He stared at the spot where Shakespeare had died, his eyes hidden in the shadows showing no emotion. But he also noticed that at the spot where Shakespeare had died, there was a page that seemed to have been pushed into a corner by him before he died. It was the last page that Shakespeare was writing before he died.

He slowly picked up the page and saw a simple sketch of Roland embracing Joan of Arc, with Joan looking somewhat shy.

Then, at the very top of the simple drawing, the following sentence was written.

—The murderer, Joan of Arc!

He already knew that Shakespeare had portrayed Joan of Arc as a witch.

Or rather, anyone familiar with Shakespeare's history would find it hard not to know this.

So while he was somewhat concerned, there was something else on this page that mattered more to him than the text: 400. That was this simple line drawing!