The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"You also know...how devoted Jeanne is to this kind of thing."

"If I hadn't done that, I probably wouldn't be able to get out now."

Atalanta's two cat ears twitched slightly after hearing this explanation.

At this moment, she felt a little sorry for the man in front of her.

"That--"

"Can you still hold on?"

"If that doesn't work, we can try another method."

"No." Ian shook his head, "That's not necessary."

"Since you have already made a plan...you must not postpone it any longer."

"Tell me—"

The man's eyes fell on Atalanta in front of him, and he seemed quite serious.

"what should I do?"

"..."

Feeling the man's determination, Atalanta no longer focused on his affair with her Master Jeanne d'Arc.

She began to describe her plan.

"According to the results of our previous discussion... we must eliminate all the Servants."

"And my plan is also based on this basis."

Having said that, the cat girl who was originally a hunter's eyes became much sharper.

"I have confirmed where they will be tonight - that is the location of the four city gates!"

"Kill them first, then kill me."

"but--"

“I can’t help you with this process.”

"After all, I am still the Master's Servant, and I cannot do such a thing."

"So you're on your own."

"..."

"Master, what's that look in your eyes?" Atalanta lowered his tail slightly, "Do you think there's something wrong with my plan?"

"Do not."

Ian's eyes were filled with heartache for the cat girl.

"I just feel sorry for you."

"..."

Hearing this, Atalanta supported her waist with both hands, and the tail behind her also stood up.

"Master, if you say that, I will be angry!"

"When I made the plan, I assumed that you wouldn't be indecisive."

"Master, are you trying to prove that I'm wrong by acting like this now?"

"No," Ian denied, "I definitely didn't mean that."

"Then don't waste your time on me!"

"..."

Hearing the cat girl's firm voice, Ian no longer hesitated.

"it is good."

"Wait until I come back."

"Hmm~"

According to Atalanta's investigation, Ian first went to the city gate where the knight Dion was.

According to previous secret tests, the man knew that his strength was not too strong.

And this is indeed the case.

Knight Dion was completely unprepared for Ian's sudden attack.

He (she) hastily drew out his swift sword to meet the enemy, but was no match for the man.

"You actually betrayed the Master!"

"..."

Run through.

Torn.

The rotating sword of victory (Excalibur Gallatin) transformed by the memory projection pierced through the body of Knight Dion.

In the latter's incredulous gaze, Ian said:

"Feel sorry."

"I know the feeling of betrayal is really bad."

"but--"

"I have reasons to kill you."

After saying this, the man drew out the Excalibur Gallatin, and walked away.

Then, blue particles floated up into the sky.

Saber (Swordsman) announces her exit.

There was not a moment of rejoicing over the death of Knight Dion.

Knowing that time was running out, Ian rushed to the next place.

This time the target was Charles Henri Sanson.

In the previous "test", his strength was almost the same as that of Cavaliers' Dion.

but--

Compared to Chevalier Dion, Charles Henri Sanson was more cautious.

So Ian was not able to deliver the fatal blow like before.

only--

Even if the blow was not fatal, the man's strength was far superior to that of Charles Henri Sanson.

Looking at Ian holding another weapon, Excalibur Morgan, his eyes as the executioner were already filled with deep despair.

"Who are you...and why are you able to avoid my guillotine?!"

You have to know that this is a special weapon that attacks the concept of "people"!

As long as it is released, it should be able to cause considerable damage to the man in front of him.

But he is unharmed now!

As if he had seen through Charles Henri Sanson's thoughts, the man spoke after confirming that he had gained an absolutely irreversible advantage:

"Well... the guillotine can indeed behead people."

"But if——"

There was a flash of sharpness in the man's eyes.

"I'm not even a human being?"

"what?!"

Charles Henri Sanson widened his eyes when he heard this.

"You...are not a human?"

"Are you kidding me?!"

The young executioner seemed to collapse, and then began to become hysterical.

"How is this possible?"

"You're talking nonsense!"

"Whatever you think."

The man pointed the sword of promised victory (Excalibur Morgan) at Charles Henri Sanson in front of him.

"anyway."

"I have to kill you right here."

Hands up.

The sword falls.

Ian dealt with the executioner in front of him in the way that executioners are good at.

But this is not the end.

The really tough opponent is still to come.

That was Vlad Tepes Dracula——a Lancer who showed great oppression in battle.

At another city gate.

Vlad Tepesh Dracula, known as the Impaler, looked at Ian in front of him, his expression still without any panic.

"what a pity."

"I thought I had met a hero from another era."

"But I didn't expect that he would be a traitor."

"..."

Ian did not answer Vlad Tepes Dracula.

He is still looking for a solution to the problem.

No matter what, the man in front of him, known as the Piercer, must be killed.

otherwise--

Singularities cannot be repaired!

The wind blows.

The clouds dispersed.

it's time!

“Excalibur Morgan—!”

An evil black light emanated from the man's projected weapon.

That was the light of memory that should not have existed, but now for some reason it was glowing with a power comparable to the original.

Vlad Tepesh Dracula frowned slightly.

After all, the opponent had never displayed anything like this in previous battles.

but--

For this man who had suffered countless assassination attempts during his lifetime, unexpected attacks like this were nothing new.

"Kazikli Bey!"

Vlad Tepesh Dracula raised his hands high and released a Noble Phantasm that he had never displayed before.

Just at the moment the words were spoken.

Countless sharp spears rose from the man's feet, blocking the way in all directions like an iron curtain.