Please play Fate/Go with me.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the lake, out of sight of the palace, a pile of firewood was set up behind the rocks. Shirou was using projection magic to create the kitchen utensils he would need, while Jeanne d'Arc was helping him chop wood and start a fire.

After some investigation, it was discovered that the Countess had gone into the palace to find the Queen. After discussion, Astolfo seemed to have no intention of letting Shirou and the others leave, since he and the eagle-headed lion actor, Shun'taka, were getting bored.

In fact, Shirou and his companions didn't have any other good options. The black legion inside the palace was very troublesome, and they couldn't be seriously injured. In addition, it would be very difficult for Dion and the other two to force their way through.

So they decided to stay there, found a spot where they wouldn't be easily discovered, and started making dinner.

Astolfo, dressed as Master Roshi and wearing a black hat, is having a fish-catching contest with Tamamo Cat at the lake. Wearing a swimsuit, Astolfo leans forward with his rear end sticking out, transforming into Astolfo the Bear, slapping the water with both hands, trying his best to swat the fish onto the shore. Unfortunately, his skills are lacking, and he catches very few.

Tamamo Cat, carrying a long-handled net, jumped onto the rocks on the shore and scooped up the small fish and shrimp floating on the side, putting them into her fish basket. When she saw any big ones, she naturally wouldn't let them go either. She didn't disappoint the cats, reaping a bountiful harvest of both big fish and shrimp.

At this moment, Tamamo-no-Mae seemed to see something big. She jumped more than two meters away, plunged into the water, and then picked up a big fish that was constantly slapping its tail. She slapped it with her paw, and the fish was stunned and stopped moving.

"Meow haha! Master, Master, look at the fish I caught!" Tamamo Cat happily ran up to the boy, carrying the fish, to show off.

Shirou saw the plump trout being lifted up by Tamamo Cat with one hand. The large trout was a stark contrast to the petite cat girl. Goodness, it was over 60 centimeters long and weighed at least 10 kilograms.

Trout has a delicious and tender taste, is rich in protein, and can be grilled, steamed, or used as sashimi. Trout sushi is also a delicacy.

"Oh, what a big one! Well done, Tamamo Cat." Shirou patted the catgirl's head and praised her.

"Meow hee hee, pet me a little longer, master remember to reward me later, woof~!" Tamamo cat squinted comfortably, enjoying the boy's petting.

“Using tools and going into the water, that’s too cunning! Alright then! I’ll do it too.” Astolfo seemed to have his competitive spirit ignited, and he summoned a horn and put it to his mouth.

"Wait! What do you want to do!" Joan of Arc shouted.

Unfortunately, it was all too late.

Astolfo activated his Noble Phantasm; the small horn instantly transformed into a massive horn encircling him. He inhaled and forcefully blew out, "—The Flute That Awakens Panic (La Black Luna)!"

'Buzz~!!' The huge horn pointed towards the lake and emitted a resonant, demonic sound, like the roar of a demonic dragon or a phantom beast. Instantly, waves seven or eight meters high erupted from the lake surface.

The fish and shrimp, already terrified, were blown into the air and fell onto the shore.

Then came a shower of water droplets, like a torrential downpour. Shirou quickly covered the pot with the lid, but the firewood he had gathered on the bank and the burning fire were all extinguished.

Astolfo, completely submerged in the lake with his hair soaked and water droplets running down his face, noticed the people on the shore looking at him. He lightly tapped his head with his little fist and stuck out his tongue.

"Hey~!"

After that, everyone worked together to clean up the mess. The first thing they did was throw the uneaten fish and shrimp back into the lake. Fortunately, the fish that floated on the surface of the lake were just stunned by the power of the treasure. They could be revived as long as they were thrown back into the water. Otherwise, this place would have been covered with the stench of dead fish in just a few hours.

Joan of Arc released flames to dry the wet wood, remove the moisture, and rekindle it;

The oil, salt, and seasonings that Tamamo Neko pulled out of her incredible apron pocket;

So Shirou started cleaning the fish and preparing dinner.

A delicious whole fish feast, including fried small fish, fried shrimp, and that ten-pound trout, with ginger and chili to remove the fishy smell and simmered to make a snow-white fish soup; steamed and sprinkled with scallions, and drizzled with hot oil with sizzling, golden ginger shreds; it was prepared in many ways, and fortunately, his servants were all big eaters, so in the end all the fish dishes were eaten up.

The girls sat contentedly on the green grass, gazing at the stars in the sky. It seemed as if they were in a fairytale dream world, where even the night sky possessed a dreamlike beauty. A crescent moon rested on the azure lake, making it appear as if there were two moons in the world. A gentle breeze rippled across the lake, creating a gentle wave on the pale golden moon.

As night fell, most of the lights in the palace were turned off, and the surroundings became dark. It was time for Emperor Louis and his queen to rest.

So the executioner Sanson laid down his job as a butcher, left the palace, walked through the dark woods, and came to the prison where those prisoners who had been beheaded by the queen were held, to complete his work.

The words that the Dragon Witch shouted at him today still echo in his mind from time to time, and he can't forget them.

"If you know she's done something wrong but do nothing to change it, in the end she'll be the one who suffers!"

Sanson was born into a noble family loyal to the Bourbon dynasty, the White Lily royal family. The family had been engaged in the profession of executioner for generations, and he was the fourth generation to do so. He did not agree with the royal family's practices, but he did not get too involved in the revolution and always remained neutral.

Faced with the nation and its people, he resolutely abandoned his affection for the royal family. He personally executed the emperor he had always respected, letting the triangular blade sever King Louis XVI's neck, and also participated in the execution of the Queen. However, after the emperor's execution, he executed wave after wave of revolutionaries. When that was all, the enemy of the people began to shift, and the revolutionaries began to be divided into mutual hostility.

The revolutionaries, composed of bourgeois elements, were more concerned with the distribution of benefits than with how to revive the country. The Girondins executed the emperor for treason; the Jacobins overthrew the Girondins and suppressed the Ferdinands and Ebers; then the Jacobins split due to infighting, and the Thermidorians staged a coup and established the Directory.

Thus, the most brilliant emperor in French history, the most powerful military strategist in Europe, stepped onto the stage. The great Napoleon Bonaparte became the leader of the political party and then established an empire.

After Napoleon's defeat at Waterloo, Louis XVIII returned to Paris, and the throne was later passed to Charles X...

In the end, the period in his life when he killed the most people did not actually make France better; it only led to a constant change of rulers.

He is remembered by the world and became a follower not because of his medical research, nor because he invented the guillotine to reduce the suffering of prisoners, but because he carried out the execution of the only emperor in French history to be executed.

So at that moment, Sangsong swung the black blade in his hand at the people huddled in the cell.

The iron locks binding the prisoners snapped instantly, falling to the ground with two clattering sounds.

Sangsong ignored the bewildered people inside and coldly said, "Leave. Escape through the back door. I will report that you have been executed and never show your faces in this area again."

"Ah...yes." When the first person mustered up his courage, pushed open the iron-barred cell door, and walked out, the people behind him rushed out of the gate like water from a tap that had been turned on.

"We're saved! Run!" The soldier, clutching his helmet, took off running.

"Oh, thank you for your mercy," the maid said, wiping away her tears.

"Thank you, Captain of the Guard. My family will never forget your kindness," said the noble-dressed minister.

"Yes, sir, we will never forget your kindness for the rest of our lives," many people echoed.

"Leave here as soon as possible before you are discovered again. I am not letting you go for a reward," Sangsong said calmly.

Some of them were soldiers who had fallen to the ground because they were tired from being human goalkeepers and could not hold on any longer.

There are maids who are detained because they made a mistake at work.

There were also noble ministers who angered the empress because of a slip of the tongue.

No matter how big or small the mistake, there is only one punishment: beheading! Beheading! Beheading!

The hysterical queen was doing the same things as the people she hated and loathed most.

How could the three of them allow such a thing to happen? So every time the Empress's anger subsided, they would secretly release these prisoners. Even if the surrounding officials and servants knew, they would not mention it, because they didn't know what might happen and the same thing would happen to them.

"How long will this have to be repeated? How can we get the Queen to let go of these things?" Dion said sadly as he watched the prisoners leave from a short distance away.

"How could I possibly know? But whether Mary praises me or scolds me, it's a great reward for me," Mozart said with a nonchalant smile.

"Forget you're a pervert, stay away from me." D'Eon coldly distanced himself from the musician. Even though he had heard of this prodigy's illustrious name in his previous life, and as a Servant he understood even more clearly his status in music history. He should have been someone to be respected, but after meeting him in person, he couldn't feel any respect at all.

"Ah, this is a reward too," Mozart said with amusement, showing no anger whatsoever.

Then came the voice from behind, a sorrowful and poignant voice, filled with the despair and anger of a cold-hearted girl who had sunk to the depths of despair.

"You guys... so you've been doing this behind my back all along... I thought you would understand me and would never betray me..."

Like Ramses II, she was a Rider. Although she did not have a pyramid like the Egyptian Sun King, she did have the Palace of Versailles, which was built by Louis XIV of France, who called himself the Sun King. It is one of the five great palaces in the world, along with the Forbidden City in China and Buckingham Palace in Britain.

Even though her husband, Louis XVI, who was the greatest master of this place, was not a Heroic Spirit, she, as the master herself, possessed what was essentially the ultimate Noble Phantasm, the culmination of centuries of French history and culture, as a symbol of the nation.

Because of the various privileges afforded by this palace, none of Queen Mary's attendants noticed her presence when she appeared there.

"Empress!!"

"Mary!"

They never expected that Black Queen Mary, who would never concern herself with such trivial matters as beheadings, would appear here at this moment. At this time, she was emanating black resentment, which even obscured her figure.

"So you're all traitors after all... Yes, even though you say you'll serve the royal family, you all end up hiding. The royalists only need one heir to the throne, which is why they let my son be imprisoned and die."

“All of this was a decision I made on my own initiative. Please punish me,” Sangsong said as he knelt down in front of the Queen.

"Punishment!? Do you think that punishment can be borne entirely by one person? Impossible! That's why I beheaded everyone equally." Black Queen Mary laughed out of anger.

“Your Majesty, please let us explain!” Dion stepped forward and said.

“Yes, Mary, calm down. You won’t be able to see your lovely face if you’re like this,” Mozart said with a smile.

The Black Queen's face darkened, and she said coldly, "That's enough... Charles Henri Sanson, Déon de Beaumont, and... Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart, I no longer need you. From this moment on, you are demoted to gardeners outside the palace, and you are not to approach the palace again until the flowerbeds outside are filled with lilies!"

"Queen! We would never betray you!" Dion shouted, trying to chase after her to explain.

The moment she entered the palace grounds, a wall of magical flames rose up, blocking Dion's advance and setting her gloves ablaze.

D'Eon withdrew his burned hand, letting it hang down in disappointment. Although the flames were not enough to harm him as Saber, they clearly demonstrated the Queen's will. To take another step forward would be to defy her. This was not something he, as a Royal Dragon Knight, could do.

Mary walked toward her bedroom with her head down, the floor damp with dripping water.

"Ah, in my pursuit of revenge, I've even lost the friends I used to relax with and have tea parties with... There's no turning back now..."

“Yes, Mary, your resentment has reached its peak, you can eat it now,” the little girl suddenly said with a smile.

"What!?" Mary was startled before she could turn around.

A pair of black scissors closed together, piercing the Black Queen from behind and emerging from her abdomen.

The little girl who released black scissors from the black book stood behind Mary, still wearing the same smile as before.

"Waaaaaah!!! You monster! How dare you break your promise to me!" The Black Queen roared as she looked at the scissors piercing her abdomen.

"No, dear Mary, isn't becoming one with me the best way to achieve your revenge? I really look forward to seeing what kind of nightmares your resentment will create," the Black Mud Spirit said with a smile.

Curses, resentment, bitterness, jealousy, deception, betrayal...

Beheading! Beheading! Beheading! Beheading! Beheading! Beheading! ...

"Waaaaaahhhhhh!!!" The Black Queen let out a mournful scream. The black scissors that had pierced her abdomen instantly turned into a gaping maw, transforming into black sludge that covered her skin from the outside, while inside, it burrowed into her blood vessels and filled her internal organs, continuously mixing with the Black Queen.

At this moment, the blood that the Black Queen spat out had somehow turned into black mud, and the human form was completely covered by the black sludge.

The ominous black book opened, revealing a black hole that swallowed it whole. Then the pages flipped continuously, until finally, one page after another tore open, and a gigantic black shadow burst forth—an unprecedentedly twisted monster.

"Damn it! Let go of the boss!"

"Go on!"

The burly black men, armed with machine guns and knives and axes, charged toward the black monster, shouting as they did so.

The black monster swallowed the twenty-odd large black men whole, its body continuously expanding and growing larger.

The upper body is composed of hatred, resentment, and negative emotions, but inside it is filled with things that bring joy to children, such as game consoles, chessboards, picture books, and dolls.

But from her lower body, sticky pus oozed out, and worms crawled out and fell to the ground. Tumors grew on her back and belly, and inside her black, translucent abdomen lay a frozen, dark purple abandoned infant, whose pink placenta had been expelled from her toilet after taking abortion pills…

Then tentacles grew, wrapped with sharp black scissors and syringes dripping liquid, ready to be injected...

Beautiful things and ugly food were all twisted together and writhing.

However, white flowers, symbolizing purity, holiness, and nobility, grew from the tail.

Such a monster, just one glance is enough to make one dizzy and vomit uncontrollably; a second glance, and one feels convulsions all over the body; by the third glance, there is no more reaction, because one has completely gone insane.

At this moment, Shirou stared at the monster, his face turning deathly pale, cold sweat beading on his forehead. The nauseating feeling, the feeling of his brain being torn apart, the feeling that his heart had been emptied, the scene of a fiery red fire surrounding everything suddenly reappeared in his mind. His lips were cracked, his throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire, the smell of burnt flesh, the cries and pleas for help from people, and then... he became numb.

Shirou pressed one hand to his abdomen, feeling it trembling, and his entire body was shaking uncontrollably as if his muscles were cramping.

It must be eliminated; such a monster must never be allowed to appear in this world.

Just as Shirou looked at the monster, the monster was also looking at Shirou.

The monster let out a mournful howl, like the cry of a baby, and crawled towards the boy. The buildings that blocked its path were directly devoured by the monster's twisted body, merging into its own flesh. The ruins that were not devoured dripped with a black, viscous liquid.

The monster came to within five or six meters of the boy, raised one of its black, murky tentacles high, and lashed it at the boy's head like a whip.

At that very moment, a crack appeared in the dream world, and simultaneously, a path of blooming purple and white flowers stretched out from the crevice, reaching right up to the boy.

"Shirou! If you don't go out now, when are you going to get out?" Merlin's voice came from inside.

"but……"

Before Shirou could finish speaking, he felt himself being pushed forcefully by two hands and sent flying into the gap. When he turned around, he saw Jeanne d'Arc and Tamamo Cat smiling at him.

"What will happen to you if I leave?..." Shirou couldn't finish his sentence before he fell into the crevice and was plunged into complete darkness.

"Charge! — The Hippogriff, which will never exist again!" A beam of light, faster than the speed of sound, pulled Jeanne and Tamamo Cat up and carried them away before the monster's tentacles could strike.

Chapter 180 Methods to End Nightmares

"Shirou, hey! Shirou."

"Hmm...?" The boy opened his eyes slightly, and what he saw was the light outside, a blinding white light. After a while, Shirou realized that he was lying on a chair in an airplane.

"Shirou, are you alright? You look terrible. The plane has arrived." Hiratsuka Shizuka leaned over and asked the boy with concern.

"No..." Shirou began, his mouth feeling dry and his voice somewhat hoarse.

In a daze, Shirou watched as Hiratsuka Shizuka stepped off the plane, the roar of planes taking off echoing outside. He was trying to sort out his thoughts.

In that world, a black mud monster suddenly appeared, and it was a very bad strange thing. At the last crucial moment, Merlin opened a crack, and he was pushed in by Jeanne d'Arc and Tamamo Cat, so did he escape that dream world?

How much time has passed since he came back here from that dream world? What happened to Joan of Arc and the others after that?

Thinking about all this, I couldn't stay any longer after passing through security.

"Teacher! I need to go to the restroom!" Shirou said, then ignored everything else, pulled out his phone to contact Chaldea, and ran out.