A Villain's Journey Begins in the Type-Moon World

"Shut up, all of you. While I allow you to run rampant, I hope you don't get your targets wrong. Your enemies are that little girl and her group over there. Let's put this infighting on hold for now."

Seemingly unable to bear watching the two argue, Jeanne d'Arc Alter, who had been waiting in the wings, spoke coldly.

“Oh dear. You misunderstand, Master. I greatly admire Vlad the Vampire, who became a vampire before me.” Camilla said with a strange laugh.

"I see, this is the first time I've heard of it. So, 'admiration' means plotting an assassination." Vlad III continued his sarcasm without any restraint.

"Wow... as colleagues, they're actually at odds... the workplace atmosphere over there isn't very appealing." Dr. Roman, who had been watching the drama unfold for a while, chimed in with his own comment.

"Please don't be careless, senior! Their killing intent hasn't diminished at all—!" Mash said warily.

"In that case, how about an exchange? I'll take care of this little girl from now on."

Camilla pointed at Mash and said.

"Suit yourself. I'd also like to try and see what that other saintess is all about." Vlad III also turned his gaze to Joan of Arc.

"Little fellow, don't compare me to the gentle Prince Vlad!"

Having said that, Camilla launched a fierce attack, her weapon and the iron chains behind her suddenly activating, striking Mash from various tricky blind spots. Clearly, she was serious from the start.

Under pressure, Mashu held her shield to defend herself while images and sounds seemed to flash through her mind, guiding her body to adapt to the high-intensity attack.

After a barrage of attacks, Mash finally managed to stop all of Camilla's attacks thanks to Ritsuka's reminder and her own instinctive reaction.

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

Every time, they were just about to lock the other person in place, rendering them immobile, or even imprison them in iron. But somehow, the other person always managed to react at the most crucial moment and successfully withstand the pressure.

Despite his youthful appearance, his combat skills and experience were surprisingly mature for his age in many crucial situations.

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

"...There's something strangely off about this. Is that why Vlad's Guild held back...? Little girl, you have a repulsive odor. So young, yet your combat skills are so adept. It's all so contradictory. Who could this be?"

"...It should be a Demi-Servant. A unique existence that is a mixture of human and Servant." Jeanne Alter revealed Mash's true nature in a single sentence, which undoubtedly surprised Mash.

"...This was my mistake. Although you are more cruel than the others, that's precisely why you went a bit too far," Jeanne Alter said with displeasure.

"Leave these little girls to the remaining three Servants who don't know how to play," Jeanne Alter said coldly, glancing at Martha, D'Eon, and Atalanta, who had been standing still.

"Wait! Neither I nor Camilla have used our true strength. The Saintess's blood belongs to us. How can we give it to those executioners who know nothing of the glory or nobility of blood?"

Upon hearing this, Vlad III was clearly a little anxious. He wasn't wrong, after all, they hadn't fully unleashed their Noble Phantasms for the attack yet.

"Shut up. Have some shame, Vlad III. No matter what honors and authority you possessed in life, as servants in this world, you are all equal."

Jeanne Alter retorted without hesitation:

"You were so eager to drink her blood that you subconsciously controlled your strength. You had absolutely no sense of the bigger picture. I hate this kind of selfish willfulness. So this time, you'll step back and reflect on your actions."

Seeing that the opponent was going to have three Servants appear this time, the Chaldea side became anxious. Dr. Roman even resorted to desperate measures, placing his hopes on a certain costumed character.

As for the result, he was ruthlessly dismissed by the other party's words, "Hmm☆ Why not just die and be reincarnated in heaven?"

In the end, Ritsuka decided to concentrate her strength to break through the encirclement and escape. But how could the three of them succeed so easily? In particular, Atalanta's arrows easily blocked their movement and forced them back.

Meanwhile, Wang Chong, who witnessed all of this from the air, remained unmoved.

At least Jeanne d'Arc still has her Noble Phantasm and powers. Let alone the three of them, even with the addition of Jeanne d'Arc Alter, it would be very difficult to break through Jeanne d'Arc's defenses in a short time.

This scene is simply Wang Chong trying to push Chaldea to its limits while also seeing if the mastermind behind the scenes will seize this opportunity to eliminate Chaldea once and for all.

He knew very well that these Servants alone were not enough to kill Ritsuka and Mash, who had forcibly escaped by leaping up with their spiritual particles.

"Huh? Mary finished delivering so quickly?"

But at that moment, Wang Chong frowned slightly. He saw Mary riding her crystal horse back to Lasaritai and heading towards the battlefield, and a helpless expression appeared on his face.

"Is it fate? Or is there some other force at play? Well, now that Mary has made her appearance, it's time to bring this battle to a close."

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

……

"How wonderful! This is the grand entrance of the so-called heroes of justice!"

Mary used her boundless magic to create a crystal rose that divided the battlefield and temporarily repelled Atalanta, Dion, and Martha.

Jeanne Alter glanced at Marie Antoinette and recognized her as the person her Master had brought along. The aura emanating from her clearly indicated that she had undergone the baptism of the Third Magic.

"It really is this guy... He's even more beautiful than what the images conveyed... No wonder that Master is like that." Jeanne Alter thought to herself with dissatisfaction, but her expression didn't change much as she questioned:

"Who are you!"

However, before Mary could answer, Dion, a contemporary of Mary, stared tremblingly at the beautiful figure and blurted out, "You...could it be...!?"

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

"Swordswoman, who is she?" Jeanne Alter asked.

However, D'Eon remained silent for a moment, not answering the question immediately, until Jeanne Alter urged him again before speaking:

“Even though my mind was consumed by a frenzy of killing, I could still recognize her. Her beauty was still deeply imprinted in my eyes. She was the girl known as the Flower of Versailles—Marie Antoinette.”

"Queen Marie Antoinette?!" Mash exclaimed in surprise as she looked at the Servant who had come to their aid.

Chapter 29 Escape

Marie Antoinette's appearance undoubtedly caused an uproar among the crowd. However, Jeanne Alter was not greatly affected, and even pretended to be annoyed, not only ordering her Servants to take action, but also having the summoned dragons and skeleton soldiers join forces to besiege Mash and the others.

Seemingly to wash away her shame, or perhaps out of jealousy of Mary's beauty, Camilla immediately turned on Mary, her posture suggesting she wanted to skin her alive and drain her blood.

However, since receiving Wang Chong's third magic body shaping and the enhancement from the black mist, Mary's strength has become vastly different. Although she lacks combat experience, she uses her immense magical power to unleash a glass-like bombardment, forcing Camilla to be unable to get close at all.

Even after Vlad III joined the battle, the two of them, working together, were unable to break through Mary's glass offensive even temporarily.

However, Vlad III was, after all, a great hero with rich combat experience. After gradually getting used to the intensity of Mary's straightforward attacks, he began to approach step by step, preparing to unleash his Noble Phantasm once he was close enough to attack.

Mary clearly sensed this threat and immediately summoned her mount, utilizing its high mobility as a Rider to maintain distance from Vlad III.

"Tch, what a hassle...!"

Vlad III, seeing this, was somewhat helpless. It was the first time he had ever found his queen, who was clearly naive and inexperienced, to be so difficult to deal with. He, the former 'Prince of Piercing,' was afraid that people would say he had lived up to his name in the future.

"We finally made it through, and Mary is doing well too..."

Meanwhile, Jeanne d'Arc, Mash, and the others successfully repelled the 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 made me feel both apprehensive and excited, this battle should come to an end."

At this moment, Mary seemed to sense something, and her smile suddenly brightened as she continued:

"Then it's time to say goodbye~ Darling, 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.

"Has it finally arrived?" Jeanne Alter sensed the familiar power, but without any extra fluctuations, she shouted, "Damn it, what is that? Capture them all! Don't let them escape!"

"Jeanne d'Arc Alter, watch out for Gilles... Also, well done."

A voice, almost inaudible, reached Jeanne Alter's ears, causing her to inwardly scoff, but also slightly improving her mood.

Within the black mist, the others reacted differently. Martha and Atalanta, the two traitors, remained unmoved, while D'Eon, encountering the black mist for the first time, could only wander around aimlessly like a blind man.

As for Camilla, she sneered, utterly refusing to be foolish enough to chase after the man who terrified her. Instead, she spoke to Vlad, who was standing not far away:

“Lord Vlad, the time has come to show your bravery; the enemy is not far ahead of you.”

"You're really impatient, madam. In that case, I'll see what it is that frightens you."

Vlad III did not hesitate for long and rushed directly in the direction Camilla had indicated.

Because he had repeatedly failed to make good use of his Noble Phantasm, Vlad III was now prepared to unleash it the moment he saw the other's figure.

"Found you!!! Kazikli Bey (Bloodstained Demon King)"

Vlad III's spear, imbued with considerable magical power, thrust directly towards the figure in front of him.

"Whoosh—"

"!!!"

However, just as Vlad III was about to plunge the spear tip into the other man's body, the man simply turned his head, revealing his profile.

The golden pupils on the other's profile coldly watched Vlad III's attack, and in that instant, Vlad III's boiling blood froze completely.

"How is that possible!"

That overwhelming, blood-based suppression and the instinct of a predator made Vlad instantly realize just how monstrous his opponent truly was. He finally understood why Camilla had lost her composure and mocked him for taking action.

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

Vlad III seemed to be paused at this moment; the half-protruding spear tip was abruptly stopped, showing no intention of making any further moves.

As expected, after the black mist dissipated, both Mary and the Chaldea group had vanished without a trace.

"She was rescued again? Is this the Servant you mentioned before who's skilled at using black mist?"

Jeanne Alter's face was extremely grim as she watched the enemy escape. She spoke in a somber tone.

“That’s right, it was the same before, they rescued the dragon slayer.” Martha reminded her at this moment.

“If I remember correctly, you caught up with him once before, didn’t you, Rider?” Jeanne Alter asked.

“Yes,” Martha replied.

"...Hmph, then Rider, go after them again. But this time, don't confront them directly. Just report their location to me, and we'll crush them in one fell swoop."

"Jeanne d'Arc Alter said in a cold voice."

“…Yes! I will catch up with them.” With that, Martha summoned Tarasque and chased after the Chaldea group.

"Ah... what a pity, Lord Vlad, you were just a little short of killing him."

Camilla looked at the motionless Vlad III and said sarcastically:

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

"Ha, how disgusting... I never expected that thing to appear. Is it something that can be summoned by Heroic Spirits?"

Vlad III slowly began to speak:

“The True Ancestor…the highest-ranking being to whom we vampires must serve. I wonder which great being has descended upon this place. Your mouth is certainly well-sealed, Camilla.”

“Same to you,” Camilla said with a smile.

"Enough! If you really want to fight, I don't mind letting you do it right now in front of me!" Jeanne Alter's voice, which was threatening to explode with rage, silenced the two of them.

Seeing that no one spoke, Jeanne Alter continued, "Just to be on the safe side, I will summon a new Servant when I return. You lot can go and kill to your heart's content."

"If we're lucky enough to run into them, we can crush them outright. You shouldn't lose to the Queen, who's so pampered in the palace, right?"

After speaking, Jeanne Alter glanced at everyone present with a slightly cold smile.

“That’s a harsh remark. Actually, if we’re talking about staying in the castle all the time, I’m no different,” Camilla said. “However, my honed skills are second to none.”

After speaking, Camilla looked at D'Eon and Vlad III and said, "Saber, Lancer, could you let me have their Rider in the next battle?"

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

“She’s the person I most want to kill in this world in the most cruel way. The one who should be kneeling is that woman!” Camilla said with a smile.

Faced with Camilla's remarks, Dion hesitated, seemingly wanting to say something but then stopping himself. Camilla noticed his strange behavior and smiled, saying:

"Oh, Saber, is there something you want to say?"

“Yes. As for your feelings of inferiority towards her, it’s pointless for me to worry about it,” Dion retorted sarcastically without any politeness.

"What did you say!" Clearly, these words had crossed Camilla's line. A flash of murderous intent crossed her face, and she was about to attack when Jeanne Alter interrupted her again:

"...That's enough, I don't care at all. It doesn't matter who defeats her, the result is the same. The rest is up to you. Although I agree to give you the freedom to act, don't go too far."

After speaking, Jeanne Alter gave Camilla and Vlad III a final look, left a single sentence, and then piloted her dragon away:

"Even anti-heroic spirits have their own etiquette; be careful not to degenerate into a pure murderer."

After watching Jeanne Alter leave, Camilla couldn't help but say, "...She flew away. The title 'Dragon Witch' is truly well-deserved."

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

“So what? Our Joan of Arc is no fake either.” Vlad III shrugged. “And we are Servants who thirst for blood—by the way, although you’ve been berserk, you’re different. Knight d’Eon, you are a noble dragoon.”

"...I will obey my Master. If she wants to end this world, I will comply. Moreover, I have also been given the Berserk attribute. You'd better not mess with me."

After saying this, Dion's expression showed that she was not in a calm mood. She then left alone without saying anything more.