You should have said so earlier if you had such a powerful weapon!

In this situation, the outcome is probably still uncertain!

-

"Even in our time, this is an amazing miracle..."

Atalanta stood at the edge of the aerial fortress, gazing down and murmuring to herself.

"Surprised? Of course, it's by no means fast in terms of speed."

Caster Semiramis looked incredibly proud as she used her Noble Phantasm – the Hanging Gardens of Vanity!

Although this Assyrian empress did not actually build the Sky Garden during her lifetime, she had never even seen it.

However, the so-called heroic spirits have already broken free from the limitations of reality.

The important thing is not whether she built a sky garden, but whether people believe she built one.

Coincidentally, the impression of "the Hanging Gardens built by the world's oldest assassin, the legendary empress" is far too strong in most people's eyes.

Therefore, this miracle, which did not belong to her, was summoned by her through fantasy.

Of course, it's not easy.

Such a large aerial fortress could not possibly be manifested by her personal magic alone unless it was enhanced by the Holy Grail.

She also made extensive preparations to successfully achieve this miracle.

As the first Red Servant to be summoned, Semiramis immediately took control of her Master upon being summoned.

And ever since then, he has been secretly collecting timber, stone, minerals, plants, and water from the land where he used to live.

She reassembles these collected items and uses rituals to reach a real fantasy.

That was a false truth, a treasure that could never have existed in the first place. Therefore, it was given the name of vanity.

To those who know the truth, this will only become a topic of ridicule, because she never built a hanging garden.

However, vanity does not necessarily mean vulnerability.

In the instant of gathering materials to complete the Noble Phantasm, at least in this era, vanity has transformed into reality. And this garden, cloaked in fantasy, is far more exaggerated than reality itself, bordering on absurd!

"So what? What do we do next?"

Rider stood to one side with his arms crossed, and asked with a frown.

"Is that even a question?"

Semiramis's lips curled into a slight smile. "Of course, we'll go all out and completely crush the Black team!"

Although the plan to assassinate Ruler was thwarted, it didn't matter.

The goal is to defeat the Black faction's Servants in the shortest possible time and seize control of the Greater Grail.

Even Ruler couldn't stop her!

certainly--

Before that, she had to make sure that she was the only servant left on both the black and red sides.

and so.

Semiramis coldly issued the order:

"Archer, Rider, Lancer, Assassin, you will face the Black faction's Servants and buy me at least half an hour!"

It will take some time to get from the Sky Garden to the castle, and seizing the Greater Grail will not be an easy task.

Although most Servants probably don't have the ability to fly, we can't just leave them alone.

Therefore, someone must be sent to hold off the Black faction's Servants so they cannot disturb them.

"Are you sure?"

Achilles frowned. "There are only four of us, while the enemy has a full nine riders!"

“That’s why I didn’t let you defeat the Black Faction’s Servants; I was just stalling for time,” Semiramis glanced at him and said calmly.

If Saber hadn't betrayed them and Berserker hadn't been killed, creating a huge imbalance of power between the two sides, she wouldn't have had to take such a risk.

Ultimately, isn't this all Rider and Archer's fault?

If they had intervened when Berserker was attacked, things wouldn't have turned out this way.

Caster knew perfectly well that they had their own agenda, but she had to put them on the hot seat!

No matter how much they doubted her motives, they always shared the same interests until they obtained the Greater Grail.

"I hope you're serious."

Lancer stared intently at Caster, his expression serious.

"of course."

Caster smiled slightly, "I will have the Dragon Fang Soldiers assist you."

"What use can a bunch of grunts be?"

Achilles almost laughed out of anger. What use are there to having more Dragon Fang Soldiers in front of Servants?

Semiramis remained unperturbed, still wearing a smile.

"At least we can buy time, even more time than you can buy."

Although the Dragon Tooth Soldiers are weak, their numbers are considerable.

Let alone three thousand Dragon Tooth Soldiers, even three thousand pigs would take a very long time to kill them all.

If the goal is simply to buy time, they can still be somewhat useful.

-

"That's truly amazing."

On the wasteland outside the castle, Artoria gazed at the garden in the sky, a hint of amazement in her expression. Although it wasn't as grand and magnificent as her chalk city of Camelot, Camelot couldn't move, much less fly.

In this respect, the rooftop garden is even better.

Melyuchina gave a curt assessment:

“But Vivian can easily make these fake textiles as well.”

Mentioning Vivian, a hint of nostalgia appeared in Artoria's eyes, and she whispered:

"Speaking of which, I haven't met Vivian in this life yet. Does she have memories of the past like you? Does she remember me?"

"of course I remember."

With a hint of nostalgia in her voice, Meiliuqina spoke in a self-deprecating tone:

"How could she forget? That memory might be the most beautiful memory of her life. The fairy kingdom is not friendly at all."

"Just remember that."

Artoria murmured to herself, "Sir Hector and Kay don't remember, they don't remember Kira, and they don't remember you and Vivian. For a long time, I doubted that it was all just a dream."

“What about Morgan?” Melyuchina asked.

"Sister Wang still remembers you, and so does Merlin."

"That's enough."

"Meliuqina replied."

She didn't care about anyone else, whether they remembered or not.

same.

She didn't care who the enemy in front of her was.

Whether it's a woman holding a bow, a man holding a spear, or a woman holding a crimson spear.

Snapped!

Blue armor covered her entire body, and a visor covered the girl's face, restoring her indifferent expression.

Atalanta loaded two arrows onto the bowstring of her beloved bow, Tauroporos, and, aiming at Artoria, asked in bewilderment:

"King Arthur, are you the only ones? Where are the other Servants of the Black Faction? Are they hiding their strength?"

"Tsk, they really underestimate us." Achilles looked displeased.

Although it is indeed difficult to fight 4 against 9, he is confident that he can hold his own against 3.

As a result, the other side sent three riders. Isn't that a bit too arrogant?

Or did they think they only had three Servants, so they only sent three?

This was certainly a chivalrous act, but it only made Achilles feel insulted.

He was never afraid of the enemy's numbers!

"Hidden strength?"

Artoria glanced at Melyuchina beside her and the Berserker, wielding a massive hammer and baring his teeth in a threat to Archer, and said calmly:

"No, we did not hide our strength, because we only have five Servants."

"Five riders?"

Scáthach looked surprised, wondering why the Black side only had so few members.

But even if there are only 5 riders, there are still 2 riders left. Where are those 2 Servants?

-

While the other Servants were engaged in a direct confrontation, Assassin quietly infiltrated the castle.

In a direct confrontation, she is no match for any Servant.

Therefore, her mission is simple: to assassinate the Master of the Black Faction Servants.

As long as the Master is killed, the Servants will collapse without a fight.

For a tranquility that possesses an aura of concealment, this is quite simple.

It didn't take long from infiltrating the castle to discovering the Masters gathered in the living room.

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