The villain's journey from the Type-Moon world

"Shut up, everyone. Although I allow you to wreak havoc, I also hope you won't mistake your targets. Your enemies are those little girls over there. Let's put internal strife aside for now."

As if she couldn't stand the argument between the two, Black Jeanne d'Arc, who had been waiting for the opportunity, said coldly.

"Oh, you misunderstood, Master. I really admire Prince Vlad, who became a vampire before me." Camilla said with a strange laugh.

"I see. This is the first time I've heard of this. So-called admiration actually means waiting for an opportunity to assassinate." Vlad III continued to mock without any hesitation.

"Wow... As companions, they are actually at loggerheads with each other... The workplace atmosphere over there is not very attractive." Dr. Roman, who had been watching the show for a long time, also complained at the right time.

"Please don't be careless, senior! Their murderous intent has not diminished at all--!" Mashu said with a vigilant look on his face.

"In that case, how about an exchange? Leave this little girl to me from now on."

Camilla pointed at Mashu and said.

"As you wish. I also want to try out what that other saint is." Vlad III also turned his gaze to Joan of Arc.

"Little guy, don't compare me with the gentle Prince Vlad!"

After saying this, Camilla launched a fierce attack, her weapon and the iron chain behind her suddenly activated, attacking Mashu from all kinds of tricky blind spots. It was obvious that she was serious from the beginning.

Under pressure, Mashu held up her shield to block the attack, while images and sounds seemed to flash in her mind, guiding her body to adapt to this high-intensity attack.

After a burst of attacks, Mashu finally managed to block all of Camilla's attacks thanks to Ritsuka's reminder and her own instinctive reaction.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Camilla finally realized something was wrong.

Every time, he was about to lock the opponent to lose his ability to move, or even drag him into the iron. But the opponent always reacted at the most critical moment and successfully withstood the pressure.

Although he has a very young face, his fighting skills and experience in many key areas are so sophisticated that it seems inconsistent with his age.

Finally, Camilla paused her attack and said after a moment of thought:

"...There's a strange sense of dissonance. Is this why Vlad's Guild showed mercy...? Little girl, you have a nasty odor. You're so young, yet you have such skilled combat skills. This is truly contradictory. Who is this person?"

"...It should be a sub-servant. A unique existence that is a mixture of human and servant." Black Jeanne revealed Mashu's true identity in one sentence, which undoubtedly surprised Mashu.

"...This was my mistake. Although you are more cruel than the others, it is precisely because of this that you have gone a little too far." Black Jeanne said with dissatisfaction.

"Leave this group of little girls to the remaining three servants who don't know how to play." Jeanne d'Arc said coldly, looking at Martha, Dion and Atalanta who had been waiting in the wings.

"Wait! Yu and Camilla haven't shown their true strength yet. The Saint's blood belongs to us. How can we give her to those executioners who have no idea what the glory and dignity of blood are?"

Vlad III was obviously a little anxious after hearing this. What he said was not wrong. After all, until now, they have not completely released their treasures to attack.

"Shut up. Have some dignity, Vlad III. Regardless of your honor and authority in life, as long as you appear in this world as a Servant, you are all equal."

Black Jeanne refuted mercilessly:

"You were so eager to suck her blood that you subconsciously controlled your strength. You had no sense of the overall situation at all. I hate this selfish willfulness. So this time, you should step back and reflect on yourself."

Seeing that the opponent was going to have three servants appearing this time, the Chaldea side became anxious. Dr. Roman was even more desperate and tried all kinds of methods, actually pinning his hopes on a certain suited man.

As for the result, he was ruthlessly dismissed by the other party with a sentence, "Well☆Why don't you just die and go to heaven to be reborn?"

In the end, Ritsuka decided to concentrate her forces to break through, intending to escape the encirclement. But the enemy would never let the three of them succeed. Especially since Atalanta's arrows easily blocked everyone's movement, forcing them back.

And in the sky, Wang Chong, who witnessed all this, remained unmoved.

At least Joan of Arc still has her treasure and power at this moment. Let alone three people, even if Black Joan of Arc is added, it will be difficult to break Joan of Arc's defense in a short time.

This scene now is just Wang Chong's attempt to push Chaldea to its limits and see if the mastermind behind the scenes will seize this opportunity to get rid of Chaldea once and for all.

He knew very well that it was impossible for these servants alone to kill Ritsuka and Mashu who had escaped by forcing their spirit particles to leap up.

"Huh? Mary finished the delivery so quickly?"

But at this moment, Wang Chong's brows furrowed slightly. He saw Mary, riding the crystal horse back to Lasharitai and galloping towards the battlefield, and a look of helplessness suddenly appeared on his face.

"Is it fate? Or is there some other force at work? Well, now that Mary has appeared, it's time to put an end to this fight."

Wang Chong did not take Albion with him, but instead instructed Albion to leave with them later and hide himself.

……

"I'm so happy! This is the so-called grand appearance of the righteous companions!"

Mary used her infinite magic power to create crystal roses to divide the battlefield and temporarily repel Atalanta, Dion, and Martha.

Black Jeanne glanced at Mary and recognized her as the one being led by her Master. Her aura clearly showed that she had already been baptized by the Third Law.

"It really is this guy... He's even better looking than the image conveys... No wonder the Master is like that." Black Jeanne thought dissatisfiedly in her heart, but her expression did not change much. She questioned:

"Who are you!"

However, before Mary could answer, Dion, a contemporary of Mary's, stared at the flower-like figure with a trembling look, and couldn't help but say, "You... could it be...!?"

"Oh, you know my real name. Do we know each other, elegant lady knight?" Mary said with a smile.

"Swordsman, who is she?" asked Black Jeanne d'Arc.

However, Dion remained silent for a while and did not answer the question immediately. It was not until Black Jeanne urged him again that he spoke out:

"Even though my mind was immersed in a murderous frenzy, I could still recognize her. Her beauty has always been deeply imprinted in my eyes. She is the girl known as the Flower of Versailles - Marie Antoinette."

"Queen Marie Antoinette?!" Mashu looked at the Servant who supported them in surprise and couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

Chapter 29 Escape

Marie Antoinette's appearance undoubtedly caused an uproar among the crowd present. However, Jeanne d'Arc remained unfazed, even feigning annoyance. Not only did she order her Servants to attack, she also summoned the flying dragons and skeleton soldiers to attack Mash and the others.

As if to wash away the shame, or perhaps because she was jealous of Mary's beauty, Camilla attacked Mary immediately, as if she wanted to skin her alive and draw her blood.

However, since receiving Wang Chong's third body shaping technique and the black mist enhancement, Mary's strength had greatly improved. Although she lacked combat experience, she relied on her immense magical power to bombard the glass, forcing Camilla to be unable to get close.

Even after Vlad III joined the battlefield, the two of them combined were unable to temporarily break through Mary's glass offensive.

However, Vlad III was, after all, a great hero with rich combat experience. After gradually adapting to the intensity of Mary's direct attacks, he began to approach her step by step, and was ready to release his Noble Phantasm once he was close enough to attack.

Mary also clearly sensed this sense of crisis and immediately summoned her mount, utilizing her high mobility as a Rider to keep a distance from Vlad III.

“Tsk, what a hassle…!”

Vlad III felt a little helpless upon seeing this. It was the first time he had realized that a queen so naive could be so difficult to deal with. He was afraid that the former "Impaler" would be regarded as a man of undeserved reputation.

"I finally made it through. Mary is also..."

On the other side, Jeanne, Mash and others also successfully repelled the flying dragons and skeleton soldiers. Looking at Mary who was still dealing with the servants, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Although fighting against the heroes makes me feel both anxious and excited, this battle must finally come to an end."

At this moment, Mary seemed to have noticed something, and the smile on her face suddenly brightened. She continued:

"Then it's time to say goodbye~ Dear, let's intercept them all at once~"

"A vast expanse of scorched earth."

A man's voice suddenly rang out, and then a huge black mist enveloped everyone.

"Is it finally here?" Black Jeanne felt this familiar power without any unnecessary fluctuations. Instead, she shouted loudly: "Damn it, what are those things? Catch them all quickly! Don't let them get away!"

"Black Jeanne, be careful Jill... and, good show."

An almost inaudible voice reached Black Jeanne's ears, causing her to sigh inwardly, but her mood also improved a little.

Inside the Black Mist, everyone else behaved differently. Martha and Atalanta, the two traitors, remained unmoved, while Dion, encountering the Black Mist for the first time, could only wander around like a blind man.

As for Camilla, she sneered and would never foolishly chase after the man who frightened her. Instead, she said to Vlad, who was not far away:

"Prince Vlad, the time has come to demonstrate your bravery. The enemy is not far ahead of you."

"You are indeed impatient, ma'am. In that case, I must see what it is that scares you."

Vlad III didn't hesitate much and rushed directly in the direction Camilla said.

Even because he had failed to use his Noble Phantasm properly many times, this time, Vlad III was ready to release his Noble Phantasm the moment he saw the other person's figure.

"I found you!!! Kazikli Bey (Blood-stained King Ghost)"

The spear in Vlad III's hand condensed extraordinary magical power and stabbed straight at the figure in front.

"Sa——"

"!!!"

However, just as Vlad III was about to pierce the opponent's body with the tip of his spear, the opponent simply turned his head and revealed his side profile.

The golden pupils on the other person's profile stared coldly at Vlad's attack. Just being stared at for a moment made Vlad III's boiling blood completely solidify in an instant.

"How can it be!"

The complete suppression of her bloodline and her instinct to be preyed upon made Vlad instantly realize what a monster the other party truly was. He also finally understood why Camilla had lost her composure and mocked him for taking action against her.

The feeling of threat, as if encountering a natural enemy, did not dissipate even after the golden pupils disappeared into the black mist again and out of Vlad III's sight.

At this moment, Vlad III was like having the pause button pressed. The half-extruded spear tip stopped abruptly there, without any intention of moving.

When the black fog dissipated, as expected, both Mary and the Chaldea group had disappeared without a trace.

"He's been rescued again? Is this the Servant you mentioned before who's good at using black mist?"

Black Joan of Arc's face looked very ugly. Seeing that the enemy had escaped, she said gloomily.

"Yes, it was the same before. We rescued the dragon slayer." Martha also reminded at this time.

"If I remember correctly, you caught up with him once before, right, Rider?" asked Jeanne d'Arc.

"Yes." Martha replied.

"...Hmph, then Rider, you will pursue them once more. But this time, don't engage them head-on. Simply report their location to me, and I'll defeat them in one fell swoop."

Black Jeanne d'Arc said coldly.

"...Yes! I will catch up with them." After saying that, Martha summoned the Tarasque and chased after the Chaldean group.

"Ah... What a pity, Lord Vlad, you were so close to killing him just now."

Camilla looked at the motionless Vlad III and said sarcastically:

"How does it feel now to feel what I felt before?"

"Heh, that's really disgusting... I didn't expect that thing to appear. Is that also a being that can be summoned by a Heroic Spirit?"

Vlad III slowly said:

"The True Ancestor... the highest-ranking being we vampires serve. I wonder who has descended upon this place. You're quite tight-lipped, Camilla."

"Same here." Camilla said with a smile.

"Enough, if you really want to fight, I don't mind having you executed right in front of me!" The faintly furious voice of Black Joan of Arc made both of them silent.

Seeing that no one spoke, Jeanne d'Arc continued, "To be on the safe side, I will summon new Servants when I return. All of you can go and kill as much as you want."

"If you're lucky enough to encounter them, you can defeat them immediately. You won't lose to the queen who is so pampered in the palace, right?"

After saying this, Black Jeanne glanced at everyone present with a slight sneer.

"What harsh words! Actually, I'm the same way when it comes to staying in the castle all the time," Camilla said. "But my well-honed skills are no match for anyone else."

After saying that, Camilla looked at Dion and Vlad III and said, "Saber, Lancer. In the next battle, can you give me the opponent's Rider?"

"What's the reason?" Vlad III asked in a deep voice.

"She is the person in the world I most want to kill in a cruel way. That woman should be the one kneeling!" Camilla said with a smile.

In the face of Camilla's speech, Dion hesitated to speak. Camilla's strange behavior naturally caught her eye. She smiled and said:

"Hey, Saber, do you have something to say?"

"Yeah. There's no point in me worrying about your inner inferiority complex towards her." Dion sneered without any hesitation.

"What did you say?" This sentence obviously touched Camilla's red line. With murderous intent flashing, she was about to start a fight, but was interrupted by Black Jeanne again:

"...That's enough. I don't care. No matter who defeats her, the result will be the same. What happens next is up to you. Although I agree to let you act freely, please don't overdo it."

After saying this, Black Jeanne glanced at Camilla and Vlad III, left a message, and flew away on her dragon:

"Anti-Heroic Spirits also have their own etiquette. Be careful not to degenerate into a pure murderer."

After watching Black Jeanne leave, Camilla couldn't help but say, "...She flew away. The title 'Dragon Witch' is truly worthy of the name."

"--The girl who just confronted us...she is the real Joan of Arc, right?" Dion couldn't help but say.

"So what? Our Jeanne d'Arc is no fake," Vlad III shrugged. "And we are bloodthirsty Servants—yes, though you've been driven berserk, you're different, aren't you? Knight Dion, you're a noble dragoon."

"...I will obey the Master. If she wishes to end this world, I will do so. Besides, I have been given the Berserk attribute. It's best not to mess with me."

After Dion finished speaking, the expression on her face showed that she was not very calm at the moment. Then she left alone without saying anything.