The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

but--

Ian didn't tell Nightingale.

He actually wasn't 100% sure he could do this.

After all...if Maeve has used her Noble Phantasm, My Red Mead, more than once.

So how effective Nightingale's purification can be is really an unknown.

only--

Now is definitely not the time to worry about this situation.

There is no other way anyway.

Then give it a try!

Finn and Diarmait were still maintaining their attacks. Under the influence of My Red Mead (or perhaps because they were resisting being controlled in this way), their martial arts did not seem as skilled as before.

But even so, Ian still suffered considerable damage from the combined attack of the three legendary Noble Phantasms: the Invincible Purple Luin (Mac an Luin), the Demon-Destroying Red Rose (Gae Dearg), and the Deadly Yellow Rose (Gae Buidhe).

As a last resort, the man had to retreat temporarily, and to some extent, he once again behaved exactly like the robots of the United States Army.

"Stop!"

Maeve once again stopped Finn and Diarmait, and with a whip in her hand, she spoke in a tone as if she was fighting for her last hope.

"Ian Pendragon!"

"I'll ask you one last time—would you rather die here than become my subordinate?!"

"Maeve, no more questions."

"This possibility absolutely does not exist—" said the man protecting Nightingale, "You will never exist in my life."

"Then die here!"

Along with Maeve's roar, the two spearmen attacked again with renewed vigor.

"..."

Although he was covered in blood, Ian did not feel panic at all.

"Nightingale, get ready—"

"……Um."

This is the final encounter, if Nightingale's Pledge (I will eradicate all poisons and all harm) doesn't take effect.

Even Ian had no other options.

coming.

Finn and Diarmait arrived.

Ian held his breath and concentrated his mind completely.

It's now--!

"Nightingale!"

"I solemnly swear before the Lord and all the congregation."

"Persevere in lifelong purity, loyalty to duty, and strive to elevate the standards of the nursing profession."

"Do not do anything harmful, do not take or intentionally use harmful medicines, carefully maintain the confidentiality of patients and family matters, wholeheartedly assist the doctor in diagnosis and treatment, and strive for the welfare of the patient."

"Anyone who violates this rule will be banned from practicing medicine and saving lives for life!"

Hiss!

Three spears pierced the man's body.

This is a near-fatal situation.

But at the same time, it is also an opportunity that will absolutely not be noticed.

Maeve's order was to prevent Nightingale from fully unleashing her Noble Phantasm, "I will eradicate all poison, all harm" (Nightingale Pledge), on Ian.

but--!

Men in turn take advantage of this!

Nightingale's target is Finn and Diarmait!

The holy white light shone on the battlefield again.

"Filthy thing—"

"Disappear from this world!"

"what!"

In an instant, Maeve felt that her Noble Phantasm, My Red Mead, was being constantly collided with by something of a higher level.

She could feel that it was an existence that could completely cut off her "connection" with Finn and Diarmait!

"No! Absolutely not!"

"All men in this world should be my playthings!"

The Queen used her other Noble Phantasm, Chariot My Love, in her hysterical roar!

This was intended to demonstrate the kingly power that rules over people, the steel that crushes people, and the terrifying chariot that shocks people, and it used the two bulls involved in the "Kuli Bull Fight" to pull each other.

And because of Maeve's own characteristics, it also has special attacks against male servants.

It is extremely difficult for all men to fight against the oncoming Maeve.

To be more specific, the moment it was touched by this chariot, it suffered great damage.

Want to change my rule over them?!

wishful thinking!

Driving her Noble Phantasm, Chariot My Love, Maeve raced across the battlefield.

As long as I can knock that woman named Nightingale away.

Everything can be restored to its original state!

however--

When the ox cart was about to rush to Nightingale, Maeve saw an unexpected figure.

No.

Or should we say it was an expected figure.

That was Ian, the man covered in blood after being stabbed by the Invincible Purple Luin (Mac an Luin), the Demon-Destroying Red Rose (Gae Dearg), and the Destroyable Yellow Rose (Gae Buidhe)!

He stretched out his hands, striking a gladiator's pose.

"..."

Maeve's eyes widened.

She had already realized what the man in front of her was going to do - he wanted to use his own strength to directly block the Noble Phantasm Chariot My Love!

Are you kidding me with that perfect body?!

In a moment of panic, the ox cart drove straight in front of Ian.

Just as Maeve had guessed, the man really intended to use his body to forcibly stop the ox cart from moving forward!

"Roar--!"

The stopped bull let out a low roar.

They might never have dreamed that they, who once accompanied the queen in galloping, are now unable to move an inch!

But what was even more surprising was Maeve.

Ian's act of stopping the ox cart made her think that her Noble Phantasm, Chariot My Love, had lost its effect.

But the Queen soon discovered that this was not the case.

The Noble Phantasm Chariot My Love has not lost its effect.

This can be seen from the man's palms, which were almost dyed red from resisting the bull.

In addition, Maeve could feel that Ian was releasing magic beyond imagination.

That is an amount that is absolutely impossible to release under normal circumstances.

in other words……

This is an act done while being covered in wounds and burning one's life!

"Ian, are you crazy?!" Maeve couldn't believe what she saw. "Don't you know you'll definitely die if you keep going like this?"

"Yeah... maybe I will really die."

Ian, who single-handedly held off the bullock cart, responded to Maeve.

But his tone was indeed so nonchalant, as if what was blocking his view was just a ball of impactless cotton.

Of course, that’s not the case—at least not at this moment.

“But I think it’s worth it.”

"Anyway, if I didn't offer any resistance, I'd definitely be killed by you. How could I be so stupid as to not be able to judge such a thing?"

"You're just being stubborn!"

Maeve took out her whip and whipped Ian hard.

This was no ordinary whip, but the whip that had been used to whip the bulls that drove the iron chariots and many Celtic heroes.

In a sense, this is also a treasure of a certain level!

"Get out of my way!"

"Give up, Maeve—"

Facing the Queen's whip, Ian was not afraid at all. He even used his mortal strength to push the ox cart away from Nightingale little by little, as if he was determined to defend her to the death.

"Either you step over my dead body, or you stop right here!"

"I...will never get out of Nightingale's way!"

"..."

Maeve's throat was moving.

This was a completely different performance from before. At this moment, she had completely lost the elegance she had as a queen, and instead looked almost defenseless.

"Ian, you're really stupid!"

"Are you just going to put all your hopes in the hands of a defenseless girl? Are you sure she can achieve the results you want?"

"You're taking a gamble!"

"But what if I take a gamble?" Ian responded to the queen as he looked at her on the ox cart.

"If we risk everything, are we doomed to fail?"

"..."

"But this is clearly giving all possibilities to others!" Maeve continued to whip Ian's arm, trying to get him away from her quickly.

"Are you sure about this?"

"I don't know if I'm worried—" Ian pulled Maeve's rope and smiled contemptuously, "but you must be worried."

"Maeve."

"You can't find anyone you can trust, and you can't find anyone who trusts you, right?"

"You wear a mask throughout your life, and sadly it's like a one-man show."

"..."

Maeve's eyes widened again.

But compared to before, this time, she was struck directly at the fear deep in her heart.

Trust yourself, and someone you can trust too?