To become a king and a magician

Unlike the flames spewed by wyverns, the flames spewed by Fafnir, the pinnacle of fantasy species and the pinnacle of dragon species, which is no different from divine beasts, are not even on the same level as those of wyverns in terms of firepower!

If we were to compare it to a Noble Phantasm, then it would undoubtedly be of the level of an Anti-Army Noble Phantasm!

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom ——————————!"

The scorching dragon flames seemed to never stop, relentlessly burning everything around them!

Standing directly beneath Fafnir, the only spot unaffected by the dragon's flames, Atalanta sighed softly as she watched the scene of destruction unfold before her.

"So this is how it ends... Are you satisfied now, Master?"

“Ah, very satisfied, extremely satisfied,” Jeanne Alter laughed. “It’s a pity that they must have been burned to ashes long ago in Fafnir’s flames. It’s a real shame that I can’t hear their agonizing screams as they were slowly burned to death, don’t you think, Gilles?”

"Yes, it's such a pity, such a shame... such a terrible loss! Joan of Arc!"

Gilles de Rais, holding the scriptures of the City of Desolation, reacted even more intensely than Jeanne d'Arc Alter, his emotions so intense that his body trembled violently and tears streamed down his face.

Both their own Master and the Caster who follows their Master are lunatics.

Atalanta glanced at Berserker, who was unusually quiet beside her, and sighed slightly. Although the situation was now a victory for their side, the price they had paid was not small. They came with eight people, but now only four remained.

After this, I should be able to return to the Throne of Heroes. This appearance in the world was really not a good experience. Not only was I forcibly given a berserk spell as soon as I appeared, but I also encountered a Master like Jeanne d'Arc Alter.

(I really hope this never happens again...)

Just as Atalanta was thinking this—

"Buzz~~~~"

A dazzling light suddenly burst forth from the sea of ​​fire, pointing directly towards where Hinako and the others were.

Could it be that they are still alive?

"My true name, revealed. I stand on the throne of calamity—"

A somewhat deep voice rang out from the sea of ​​fire.

"That is our homeland, capable of healing all wounds and all resentment—"

In the heart of the raging inferno, Mash, holding a shield and standing at the forefront of everyone, tried to unleash the true name of her Noble Phantasm while resisting the impact of the flames.

Regarding the Servant power within her, Mashu had already discussed this matter with Natsukawa Torato after returning to Chaldea from Fuyuki City. After all, in her eyes, her brother was surprisingly knowledgeable about Servants. Even if he had never met a Servant, he could tell her almost all the information about her as long as she mentioned his real name.

As for Galahad, Natsukawa Torama's explanation of Mash mainly focused on her shield and the use of her Noble Phantasm.

Galahad's Noble Phantasm can be considered an absolute defense on par with Avalon in a sense. However, unlike Avalon's absolute prohibition of interference, the defensive power of this shield depends on the user's will. As long as the user's will does not yield, the Chalk City it manifests will never collapse.

In addition to defense, this shield can also absorb incoming attacks and counterattack them, as well as directly smash people with the materialized city wall—a part that Mash completely ignored, taking it as a joke from her older brother.

However, there isn't actually that many uses for it now; all Mash needs to do is fulfill the purpose of this shield's existence.

The meaning of a shield is protection.

Her current task is to protect her Master, Akuta-senpai, Aoko-san, and Jeanne-de-Claude from the attack of the evil dragon Fafnir.

"Show yourself..."

Following her instinct to speak from the depths of her heart, Mash shouted out the true name of the shield in her hand for the first time.

"————【Lord Camelot, the now distant ideal city】!!"

"Thump—!"

A deafening roar, like the striking of a bell, suddenly rang out, and a pure white wall was visibly constructed around Mash, who was holding the Shield of the Round Table.

If Artoria were here, seeing this city wall would probably fill her with mixed emotions.

That was Camelot, the chalk city where she used to live, the city that held all her memories.

"Wh...what?!"

Upon seeing the suddenly appearing chalk-white city, Jeanne d'Arc Alter's confident and triumphant expression froze instantly. At the same moment, also upon seeing the city wall—

“AAAAAAArrrrrrrrrr————————————!!”

The previously quiet Berserker suddenly roared without warning! As if it had gone completely mad! It transformed into a black shadow and rushed towards Mash, who was standing at the city gate with her shield raised!

"Arthur————————!!"

The jet-black iron rod, now transformed into a Noble Phantasm, crashed down with all its might amidst the Black Knight's roar!

"—!"

As if suddenly realizing something, or as if her body moved on its own, just as the black staff was about to strike the shield, Mash suddenly raised the shield, lifting the entire city wall along with it—

"Bang----------!"

It then slammed into the charging black knight with all its might!

The entire earth trembled from the sudden, heavy blow! And as if pressing her advantage, Mashu raised her shield and the city wall again and slammed them down a second time!

"Bang----------!"

The black knight, who had just struggled to get up, was immediately slammed deep into the ground.

51. A true human rocket launcher

The black knight servant before him was Lord Lancelot.

The moment she realized this, a strong impulse surged within Mashu.

An impulse of anger, an impulse of dissatisfaction, and an impulse to give him a good beating.

Lancelot, the most outstanding knight of the Round Table, whom even the Knight King Artoria revered and considered a true role model, has now appeared in such a depraved and unclean manner.

It's absolutely appalling and utterly disappointing.

This Lancelot (father) should be corrected by himself (Galahad)!

Such thoughts filled Mashu's body and mind, causing her to repeatedly strike the berserk Black Knight with her shield and the manifested Chalk City. When she finally came to her senses, "Thump—!"

The final, devastating blow landed heavily on Lancelot.

Even with the berserk spell and his mind already almost devoid of reason, Lancelot, despite being completely out of his mind, still became aware of some facts after being struck so hard by this shield.

He was seen in this shameful state by someone he couldn't live without.

"Are you awake, Lord Lancelot?" Mash, shield raised and imposing, stared at Lancelot lying motionless on the ground. "While it's understandable, according to legend, why you would appear in this state, even so, your self-degrading behavior is far too cowardly, far too timid. A knight should face everything honestly—isn't that the oath you once took as your example?"

"Come to your senses a little more, Father."

"Clang~~~~!"

The jet-black iron rod, transformed into a Noble Phantasm, slammed to the ground.

Lying in the deep crater created by the city wall, staring intently at the figure holding the shield, Lancelot tried several times to get up but could not straighten his body at all. He then fell straight to the ground, his body gradually turning into magic and dissipating.

Having been struck repeatedly by that shield and the city wall more than ten times, and with no defenses except for his armor, even Lancelot would not have been able to withstand it all unscathed, especially with the curse inflicted by Hinako Akuta.

Lancelot's departure is an indisputable fact.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover, Mashu."

Aozaki Aoko looked at Mashu in surprise. She never expected that such a quiet girl would swing her shield and smash down the city wall so violently!

As someone who also enjoys violence, Aozaki Aoko says she really likes Mashu this way!

"Pfft—!"

However, suddenly, without warning, a flagpole pierced Lancelot's chest!

Mashu and the others froze.

Stirring the flagpole vigorously, and seeing that Lancelot at her feet had stopped moving, Jeanne Alter curled her lip and said, "What a useless fellow. He charged forward without obeying orders and was defeated in a few moves. What a 'strongest knight'! It's laughable!"

Her gaze shifted to Aozaki Aoko and the others who were still standing inside the city walls, then she glanced at Mash standing outside the city gate. Jeanne Alter waved the Dragon Banner forcefully: "So what if you released your Noble Phantasm? It did surprise me that you could block Fafnir's breath, but that's all. A mere turtle shell—watch how I smash you to pieces!"

"Roar roar roar roar roar roar ——————————!!"

Fafnir's roar stirred up a storm once more. He flapped his wings and soared high into the air. After aiming at the city wall below, his enormous body, comparable to a small mountain, plummeted down like a meteorite!

"Thump—!"

A terrifying impact erupted in an instant!

The extremely strong impact hit Mashu all at once, instantly numbing her arm!

"Ugh... such a strong impact... but it's okay..."

"Thump—!"

The second impact arrived instantly!

Since we couldn't smash this wall the first time, let's try to smash it a few more times! In a sense, Jeanne Alter and Hinako Akuta are quite similar. They may have schemes in their minds, but more often than not, they choose to solve everything with pure force!

"Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!"

Fafnir's figure continued to fall from the sky, and terrifying impacts bombarded and shattered the White Chalk City. Given Fafnir's weight and the impact caused by its full-speed fall, this analogy may not be entirely accurate, but Mash felt as if she were being repeatedly bombarded by meteorites!

Even if Mashu's spirit doesn't give in if things continue like this, her body won't be able to withstand it.

"Mash, hang in there a little longer."

Just then, Aozaki Aoko's voice suddenly rang out.

"Miss Aoko?"

Mashu was taken aback when she saw Aozaki Aoko emerge from behind the city wall and stand beside her.

Patting her head, Aozaki Aoko smiled and said, "You just continue to protect Fujimaru and the others. Although I think Hinako probably doesn't need protection, you have to protect Fujimaru and Jeanne. As for that winged lizard jumping around in the sky, leave it to me."

“Hinako Akuta took care of all the dragons, and Jeanne and Mash protected us all. So, it’s really my turn to lend a hand. Let me show you my magic.”

"Zheng————————!"

As Aozaki Aoko spoke, a complex magic circle suddenly appeared and spun around her feet. An immense magical reaction erupted from her body, even causing physical phenomena, with a fierce wind swirling around her!

When was the last time I used magic?

Aozaki Aoko doesn't remember clearly, but it seems like it was a long time ago in that parallel world when she used it to deal with Sajou Rei.

More than a decade has passed since then.

"—[Listen, primate of all things]—"

Once again, after a long absence, Aozaki Aoko chanted the magic incantation and stretched her hands forward.