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

"—Shut up." Annoyed by the noise, the girl swiftly slashed at Rafe with a sword that was also red, green, and blue in color.

"Huh?" Rafe looked completely bewildered, but the girl's blade had already cleaved his body in two.

Meteor appearing here

Rafe's body, which had been vertically cleaved in two, was casually swept away like a rag, and the blood seemed to only spurt out about a second after he was cut open, as if only after the fact.

It instantly stained the originally luxurious ground red.

The Holy Grail that emerged from his body was absorbed by the white-clad girl.

"Fu...!!" Fufu jumped behind Nianzhuo as if she had been startled. The girl's sudden betrayal surprised everyone present.

"What...!? Rafe Lenore's reaction has disappeared!" Dr. Roman was shocked. Just now, the red dot representing Rafe had vanished without a trace.

"He...he was cut in two by the Servant he summoned!" While still in shock, Mash remembered the information Lef had given her: "The Servant's true name is Attila, and he's probably a swordsman! The Holy Grail is in Attila's hands! It was absorbed...Eh?...Absorbed?" Realizing the girl's illogical behavior just now, Mash murmured, unsure of what to say.

"I—" The girl's voice sounded strange, as if she were still unfamiliar with her own body. "I am a Hunnic warrior. And their king." Finally, as if she understood something, the girl raised her sword and pointed it at Nero.

"I am the Destroyer of this Western world! Destruction—" The girl who called herself Attila raised the three-colored sword in her hand, and specks of magic quickly gathered.

“There’s a sense of foreboding… Mash and Nencho! Something’s about to happen, I feel it too!” Nero hurriedly pulled at Mash and Nencho, who were standing there dumbfounded and didn’t know how to react. His expression was even more solemn than when he was dealing with Romulus.

"The magical reaction has intensified!" Only Dr. Roman's voice could be heard shouting into the communication device. "This is a Noble Phantasm—and it's a Noble Phantasm of the Castle level!"

"Ritsuka...!" Nianzhuo seemed to have just come to his senses and pulled Ritsuka, the only one present who had no fighting ability, behind him.

"No!" Unexpectedly, Ritsuka broke free from his grasp and raised her last remaining crimson Command Seal. "Quick! Nencho-san and Mash! Release your Noble Phantasms!"

"Yes!" Mash paused for a moment, then quickly used all her magic power to pour it into the shield in her hand.

"Tsk...!" There was no way to stop it now; it was too late to pull Ritsuka back. Nianzhuo quickly took out the Drive watch from his pocket, pressed the button, and then placed it on the Driver at his waist.

The red ring once again enveloped Nianzhuo's figure.

"Please! Mr. Shinnosuke! This is to protect those behind me!" Nianzhuo pressed his fist against his forehead, still lacking confidence. "Self-defense! It's established!"

"Armor Time! Drive! Drive!" This time, this power is truly being used for protection.

The driver at his waist was flipped over, and a huge ring-shaped object appeared in front of everyone.

"Finish Time—!" "SpeeDrop!!" The enormous phantom gradually solidified into a tangible form.

"That's what people say." The girl raised the tricolor sword that was spinning in her hand high.

“To speak of me is divine punishment!” The girl took a deep breath, her tone growing increasingly heavy.

"—Say I am the Whip of God." The energy had been fully gathered, and the girl's tricolor sword spun continuously, stirring up violent air waves.

The tip of the sword was aimed at the group of people who were forced to stand still by the oppressive aura, and the blade in the girl's hand rushed towards them with a spiraling momentum.

"Aaaaaahhhhhh—!" Mashu poured all her magic into the shield in her hand and slammed it to the ground with a shout.

"Imaginary Noble Phantasm, unfold! [Simulated Deployment/Foundation of Humanity] (Lord Chaldeas)!" A snow-white wall gradually appeared, blocking Attila's way.

“...How could such a mere defense possibly withstand my divine wrath?” Attila said confidently, thrusting the tricolor sword that was spinning in her hand into the snow-white wall.

A spiraling sword aura, displaying red, green, and blue colors, instantly struck Mashu's snow-white wall.

"Crack..." The wall couldn't even hold on for a few seconds before it shattered under the strain.

Cracks gradually appeared on the snow-white city wall.

"How could this be...!" Struggling to hold onto her shield to prevent it from collapsing, Mash witnessed firsthand how her Noble Phantasm was easily destroyed by the girl's blade.

The next moment, the three-colored sword energy swept over and crashed into the giant tire that Nian Zhuo had unfolded.

"Ugh...! What is this?!" Instantly, Nian Zhuo felt the weight of the sword energy that had struck the tire. "How is this possible—!"

Struggling to hold on, Nen-cho held out a little longer than Mash's wall, but judging from the deepening cracks on the phantom, time was probably running out.

"No! It can't break yet!" Nian Zhuo refused to give up and flipped the driver at his waist again.

"Finish Time—!" Suddenly, Nian Zhuo felt the pressure on his body increase dramatically.

"Ugh, ugh ugh ugh ugh!" Even with his lip bleeding from being bitten, Nian Zhuo forced himself to raise his fist. Red energy flickered and swirled around it. "Re-acceleration!"

In an instant, the world froze again, and even Attila's sword energy gradually slowed down.

However, it was only a little bit; the pressure on Nianzhuo's body felt like it was actually compressing his internal organs. The pain was excruciating.

"Turbo Smash!!" Under heavy acceleration, Nian Zhuo threw a punch at Attila's three-colored sword energy.

"...?" Attila tilted her head slightly, feeling the weight on her body.

Unfortunately, Nian Zhuo couldn't appreciate this scene, as the impact of his punch struck Attila's blade.

With the acceleration and the use of two ultimate moves, Nian Zhuo was already starting to feel dizzy.

Attila's tri-colored sword aura did indeed slow down, and its size also seemed to have decreased somewhat.

But that's it.

The next moment, the girl gently shook the sword.

The world echoed with a sound like shattering glass, and the accelerated state was instantly destroyed by the girl's sword.

"What!?" Completely shocked, the next moment Nian Zhuo's fist collided with the girl's sword energy.

"Ugh!" A piercing pain shot through his hand.

The red energy instantly turned into fragments and disappeared, and the girl's sword energy collided with Nian Zhuo's hand armor.

He was instantly knocked away, and Nian Zhuo didn't even have time to resist for a second.

and--

"This is...!?" Feeling a slight draft on his fist, Nian Zhuo, who was flying in mid-air, subconsciously glanced at it.

There was no armor protecting it there.

No, there was indeed armor protecting it before it was touched by the blade, but now that armor has long since been shattered into fragments by the girl's sword energy and dissipated in the wind.

"Her attack can even destroy armor!" Too troublesome, Nian Zhuo poured all his magic power into the giant tire.

They collided, clashed, and rubbed against each other.

The girl's three-colored sword energy collided continuously with the tires that Nian Zhuo had unleashed.

With a huge explosion, Nianzhuo's tires were pierced, destroyed, and torn to pieces by the girl's sword.

Of course, the results were still remarkable. The girl's three-colored sword energy weakened visibly, and the remaining amount was probably less than a third of what it was at the beginning.

Unfortunately, that was the end of it. Neither Mashu nor Nenju had any more magic power to resist the last third.

Having exhausted all her magic and physical strength, Ritsuka collapsed weakly to one side, trying to use a Command Spell, only to find that even speaking was so difficult.

"...It's not over yet!" Trying to stand up and use the remaining armor to block the girl's sword strikes, Nian Zhuo's legs and hands were already covered in wounds. "At least...let me stall for a little longer!"

"No, you've done enough." A gentle female voice softly pressed Nianzhuo, who was struggling to stand up, back to the ground.

"You are..." Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the owner of the voice.

She had bright red hair, and her wooden shield and longsword were stained with the blood of the enemy. She wore a pure white battle uniform with some yellow accents.

"No..." Nianzhuo still wanted to grab something, but his outstretched hand fell limply to the ground.

"Thanks to you all, I was able to get here in time." The owner of the voice stood in front of everyone, blocking Attila's thrusting sword.

—If it's not Boudica, then who could it be?

"My shield, my will, both exist for the purpose of protection." Boudica raised the wooden shield in her hand, her body radiating magical power.

"O Andraste, the goddess of British victory! Please bestow your blessings upon me!"

"This is an offering made to protect our allies!"

"This is to be used to end the destruction!"

"Revere it here!"

"[The Wheel That Cannot Be Protected by an Oath] (Chariot of Boudica)"

A gigantic chariot appeared out of thin air.

The Chariot. Originally, it was a chariot drawn by two famous horses. It was the symbol of Britannia's protection, renowned for its exceptional durability. The chariot appears upon the release of its true name, protecting Boudica and her allies. Although the Celtic gods granted it the ability to fly, its charging attack power is not particularly strong. Its proper use is as a "shield" to protect allies.

Boudica jumped onto the chariot, which circled around Nianzhuo and the others, pulled by two white horses.

Boudica then raised his wooden shield and blocked Attila's sword aura.

A verdant barrier enveloped everyone.

Meanwhile, the chariot did not stop, but continued to circle around Nianzhuo and the others.

Attila's three-colored sword energy slammed into the emerald green barrier.

A dazzling flash of light erupted from between the two.

escaped by chance

The sound of the wind reached my ears.

I feel weightlessness. What am I doing? Am I falling?

It doesn't seem like it is...

I want to open my eyes, but my body feels so heavy...

What exactly happened?

Suddenly, Nianzhuo opened his eyes.

The wind howled, and the scene before my eyes gradually became clearer.

"A sky I've never seen before..." The first thing Nianzhuo saw after waking up was an endless blue sky with huge bands of light.

Feeling a constant jolting beneath him, Nianzhuo realized he was lying on a war chariot.

"Oh, awake? How are you feeling?" The one driving the chariot was a mature woman with red hair.

"Ah...it's Boudica. Did we escape? Where are the others?" Realizing what had happened, Nian Zhuo clenched his fist, still feeling a slight sting, and gasped, "She's really strong, that Heroic Spirit..."

"Everyone's alright, right? You can see them if you sit up." Boudica couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle as she said this. "Mashu, that girl, she's been worried about you for almost the whole way here, hasn't she?"