Thanks for the invitation. I'm in Type-Moon, inheriting the legacy of Zi-O.

Suddenly, a wild battle cry echoed across the plain, and on the nearby hillside, numerous enemies surged back, charging down the slope in a mighty wave.

"Let's end our chat here." Zhuo took out the driver again, gazing at the dust kicked up by the enemy. "The remaining enemy soldiers have returned; the second wave! It's coming!"

"Hmph! Those impatient Allied Imperial Army soldiers! How dare they interfere with my Jade Sound! Utterly rude!" Raising her red greatsword, the girl arrogantly pointed it at the oncoming enemy troops. Then she looked behind her at Nian Zhuo, who had completed his transformation, and Mash, who was in a fighting stance.

"Go forth, you unknown warriors with unparalleled swordsmanship, and you rather daring maidens, take up the command to become my shield and spear!"

"Huh, what?" Mashu was clearly caught off guard, but the enemy was already in front of them.

"I obey, rose-like maiden." His figure shifted, and Zhuo drew his Time Gunsword. A purple energy blast was aimed at the incoming spear.

It must be admitted that the combination of Mashu, Zhuo, and this red-clad girl is truly excellent. With Mashu blocking the enemy's attacks in front, the girl wields her fiery red greatsword to reap the enemies, while Zhuo can use his gun to eliminate the enemy troops in the distance.

Well, with Ritsuka's instructions, the danger was minimized.

The enemy's spears could not pierce Mashu's shield, and the fiery red greatsword burned the enemy to ashes like leaping flames. The archers not far away were pierced through the chest by rapid purple energy.

Forced into a rout, the enemy forces were routed once more. Only traces of battle remained, along with several wounded soldiers added to the already small force of the young girl.

"...Finally out of danger, thanks to your help." The girl casually stuck her greatsword into the ground with her hands on her hips, stomped her foot in annoyance, and said, "Although being outnumbered is common in war, being at a disadvantage is still unpleasant and exhausting!"

However, the girl's luck seemed to be turning bad again, as the ground shook once more not far away.

"No, it's not over yet." Nian Zhuo twirled his gun, feeling the slight tremors from the ground. "It's happening again... this aura is...!"

"It's a Servant!" Dr. Roman shouted anxiously as he saw the red dot suddenly appear on the screen. "Mash! Ritsuka and Nencho, it's confirmed to be a Servant reaction! Prepare for battle!"

“Yes. I can feel it.” Mashu also looked in one direction; a figure was walking towards them through the smoke. “It’s very close… It’s here…!”

With bloodshot eyes, clad in golden armor, and a red cloak trailing on the ground, a purple-haired man stared intently at the red-clad girl not far away, muttering to himself.

"-----My dear...Yu Mei's...daughter...ah."

"Uncle...!" The girl, surprisingly, also looked shocked, staring at the man with crimson eyes. She then shook her head, her green eyes fixed on him. "No, that's not right. Allow me to call you that for now. What reason has caused you to wander the world! And to become a foolish person who joins the Allied Forces!" Taking a deep breath, the girl loudly proclaimed the man's true name.

"...Caligula...!"

"What did she just say? Did she call that person 'Uncle'?" Dr. Roman asked, somewhat incredulously, trying to confirm the truth of what he had just heard.

“Yes, I did hear it too.” Mashu nodded, confirming that the doctor’s hearing was fine, then looked at the girl not far away with a puzzled expression. “Humans living in this era are actually related to Servants by blood---?”

“Let’s delve into that later, Mash.” The doctor, watching the rising magical energy levels before him, temporarily interrupted Mash’s thoughts. “Standing before you is undoubtedly a Servant. Everyone! Are you ready! This is the first Servant battle since the beginning of this era!”

"I'm ready! I'm ready to fight anytime!" Ritsuka bent her arms as if to show off her strength, but her delicate arms seemed to lack any real persuasiveness.

The man clenched his teeth tighter and tighter, and his fists clenched involuntarily, yet he still stubbornly kept looking at the girl in front of him.

“What I did was…it was…fate…!” Pointing at the girl in front of him, the man was clearly becoming increasingly frantic.

"I offer...your...life."

"Offer...your...body!" With a powerful stomp of his foot, the man roared madly, clenching his fists as he charged toward Nero.

"I offer you everything!!"

"Ugh, Uncle! What exactly do you want...!" Before the girl could finish speaking, his fist swung straight at her head, aiming to kill her with one blow.

"Bang----" The man's fist slammed into the bright silver blade, and Nian Zhuo couldn't help but let out a muffled groan. Then the blade slid down and stabbed towards the man's chest.

With just one strike, Zhuo realized that this man's strength surpassed his own; he hadn't been knocked away simply because he was holding onto the blade.

"Then—!" Just as the blade was about to pierce his chest, the man made a move in mid-air that no ordinary person could do, twisting his body to avoid the blade. After punching the ground, he drove his leg in mid-air in an arc and kicked the blade of the sword.

"Ugh--!" The immense force made Zhuo's tiger's mouth go numb, and this time he was knocked back several meters. "This guy... not only is his strength superior to mine, but his agility is also above mine..."

"Mr. Nianzhuo! Get out of the way!" Seeing the man kicking at Nianzhuo again, Mashu quickly swung her shield in front of him and delivered a powerful blow to the shield.

"Ouch!" Mash cried out in pain as she felt the force of the attack, and her shield almost slipped from her grasp.

"!" There was no time to hide his trump card. Zhuo took out the Ghost dial and attached it to his drive.

Armor and rings appeared from the void, enveloping Nian Zhuo's figure.

"Open your eyes—!" Accompanied by the sound effect, Zhuo, wearing the Ghost armor, rushed out at high speed.

The girl finally reacted and swung her red greatsword at the man's back.

With a single punch, the man knocked the girl behind him back, maintaining an air of ease even when surrounded by three people.

Zhuo drew his Time Gun Sword and charged straight at the man, brandishing its bright silver blade.

Thanks to the enhancement from the Ghost Armor, Zhuo can become immune to a certain level of physical attacks.

Even so--

"Crack!" The sword blade was still blocked by the man, who then punched Nianzhuo in the abdomen.

"Tsk!" The blade spun in mid-air before being grabbed by Nian Zhuo and swung towards the man's neck.

At this moment, one of the man's hands was tightly gripped by Nian Zhuo's hand. Helpless, the man reached out and gripped Nian Zhuo's sword blade again.

Crimson blood flowed from his palms, but this only made the man more violent.

With increased strength, the man not only broke free from Zhuo's grasp but also snatched the gun and sword and smashed them at Nian Zhuo's head.

"Retract!" The gun and sword in the man's hand turned into particles and dissipated, and at the last moment, Nian Zhuo retrieved them into the driver.

"?" A hint of confusion appeared in the man's eyes, and then he kicked Nian Zhuo away.

However, being wounded also meant that the man was not invincible; the marks left by the murky blade on his palm made his fists somewhat weak.

This greatly relieved the pressure on Mashu and the girl.

"Uncle! Why do you know this?!" Flames erupted from the greatsword in her hand as the girl continued her attacks on the man.

"Ugh!" Feeling the pain of the flames burning his skin, the man repelled the girl once again.

For some reason, men tend to use much less force when attacking young girls.

"Ah... Yu..." Looking at the girl's face, the man finally paused for a moment.

"Now!" Zhuo Yu said from behind, the blade slashing in a crescent arc towards the man's neck.

Blood splattered.

Devour my heart, moonlight.

Blood splattered, yet the man survived.

The man only reacted at the very moment the blade was about to sever his head.

He quickly retreated, but the man was still a step too slow.

The blade sliced ​​across his back, leaving a laceration.

"Ugh!" The man dodged to the side, his left hand reaching for his back. Seeing his own blood staining his hand, he roared again, "Aaaaaaah!"

Then, suddenly, the sky became overcast.

"What?! Ritsuka! Tell Mash and Nencho! That man is unleashing the true name of his Noble Phantasm!!" Roman looked at the suddenly rising magic power value and instantly connected to Ritsuka's communication device.

"?" Sensing something was wrong, Zhuo quickly stood up again, his sword once more aimed at the man's back.

Unfortunately, it was too late; the midday sun was blocked by dark clouds.

Then, peeking through the dark clouds... was the bright moonlight, a full moon.

"Devour my heart, Moonlight (Flucticulus Diana)!!!" the man roared, looking up at the full moon in the sky.

The full moonlight bathed his figure, making him appear both lonely and mad.

His madness spreads through the moonlight projected from the sky, unleashing a powerful, wide-range mental pollution attack. His madness is a manifestation of the favor and protection of the moon goddess Diana (equivalent to Artemis of the Olympian gods)—a Noble Phantasm elevated from this legend. Using it against an entire army would likely result in a horrible and disastrous outcome.

"Cover your eyes! Don't look at that moonlight!" Shouting as he looked behind him at Mash and Ritsuka, Nianzhuo quickly withdrew his sword and rushed towards the two girls, covering their eyes tightly with his hands, and then closing his own eyes as well.

After hearing Nian Zhuo's words, the girl stepped aside and closed her eyes.

"Ughhhhhh!" The man's roar echoed across the land once again. When Nianzhuo and the others opened their eyes again, the man was completely different.

He was breathing heavily, his body shimmering with a bright red light, and there was no trace of reason left in the man's eyes.

The next moment, the man's figure vanished from his spot and rushed towards Nian Zhuo and his group.

The man's fist even shattered the sound barrier, kicking up the ground beneath his feet as he swung it toward Mash's shield.

With a heavy thud, the fist sent Mash, who was holding the shield, flying.

"Ugh!" Mash rolled several times on the ground before stopping, and her shield was thrown not far away.

"Mash!" Ritsuka called out anxiously as she ran to Mash's side, her body shimmering with emerald light that healed Mash's injuries.

"Ughhhhh!" The man roared like a wild beast as he charged toward Zhuo.

"Tsk, this is bad." The situation was clearly beyond what could be easily resolved. Zhuo took out a watch with an orange and dark blue dial from his pocket. "It's up to you now, Kota!"

Twisting the casing and gazing at the orange-yellow samurai on it, Zhuo pressed the dial.

"Gaim—!"

Place the dial onto the drive, then flip the drive over.

"Rider Time! Kamen Rider Zi-O!! Armor Time! Soiya! Gaim~!"

An orange-yellow ring enveloped Zhuo, and then a huge orange-yellow sphere emerged from Zhuo's head and suddenly plummeted downwards.

"Wow!" The girl was suddenly surprised by what she saw.

After enveloping Zhuo's head, the sphere gradually disintegrated, and the armor continuously merged onto Nian Zhuo's body, emitting an orange-yellow light.

Finally! The orange-yellow and dark blue orange samurai! The Zi-O Armor! Revealed for the first time here.

He gripped the short knife with patterns resembling a sliced ​​orange, pointing it directly at the crazed Caligula.

"Next! It's my stage!" The figure behind him materialized, and Kota, dressed in white, looked at Nencho who had completed his transformation and gently pushed him on the shoulder.

"Go! Take our hopes with you!" "Ughhhhhhh!"

The short sword collided with the man's attacking fist. At this moment, Zhuo, amplified by his armor, was incredibly powerful in terms of swordsmanship, strength, and agility.

"I can see it now! And I can block it too!" Seeing the afterimage of the fist gradually becoming clearer in his eyes, Zhuo could feel his power constantly increasing.

Two short swords sliced ​​through the air in an arc, gradually suppressing Caligula.

"Drink!" The twin swords drew an "X" shape in the air, and a powerful strike knocked Caligula back.

"This time, I will sever your madness! Caligula, the third emperor of the Roman Empire! Tyrant!"