Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

The intense resentment and unwavering determination within his mind transformed into an indescribable support, evoking a warm resonance in his aching chest.

Amidst the flickering light patterns, a golden card engraved with the image of an archer shone brightly on Chloe's chest.

That was a shared will called "protection," and in the face of crisis, the two achieved a deeper level of integration.

In an instant, the little girl, who was teetering on the edge, focused her gaze, straightened up, and clenched her right hand tightly, letting out a nearly hoarse roar.

"Give it to me, stop it!"

In an instant, the pink, light-like petal that had been reduced to half and fragmented in front of them was rapidly repaired and split as if it had been infused with endless vitality, and it split into seven more vibrant petals. Each petal then transformed into a barrier of light in mid-air.

Rho Aias, in Greek mythology, refers to the shield used by the hero Ajax the Great during the Trojan War.

Legend has it that this was a divinely crafted weapon, made of bronze shields with seven layers of cowhide, engraved with divine patterns and blessings, which defended against the legendary, unstoppable javelins of Hector, the great hero of Troy.

Hector's javelin, thrown with all his might, only pierced six layers of leather, but was completely blocked by the final seventh layer.

After that, the Shield of Ajax spread as a "conceptual weapon" with absolute defense against projectile weapons, and its existence was elevated in the long legend.

Therefore, it was regarded as a protective barrier artifact with invincible defense against projectile weapons. Shaped like flower petals, it has seven petals, each with defensive power comparable to an ancient city wall.

But even the real Ajax, with his divine shield, could not withstand the invincible spear.

Besides, what's in front of us is just a fake.

All struggles are in vain!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

In just a few breaths, the six newly generated petals were pierced inch by inch by the advancing sharpness.

This time, under immense pressure, the little girl, whose capillaries were bursting all over her body, could no longer lift her limp and broken right arm. She could only watch helplessly as the vast, silvery light surged back towards the castle.

At that moment, Samael, suspended in mid-air, caught sight of the small figure stubbornly standing in place under the light. His brow furrowed, and he shifted the spear in his hand a few inches, changing from a thrust to a strike.

"boom!"

The last pink, flower-shaped petal, enveloping Chloe, flew out like a cannonball, piercing the castle at an angle and leaving a horrifying hole before falling into the dense forest outside the courtyard wall.

"Boom!"

In the heat of battle, before anyone could react, half of the Ainsworth family's riddled castle collapsed.

Unfortunately, half of that balcony remains intact, as stable as ever.

"Alive."

Attila, who was in charge of the interception, turned his head to look at the unharmed target on the balcony, and then looked at Samael with slight surprise.

"Uh, slip of the hand..."

Samael coughed slightly, his gaze drifting over the dense forest beyond the high wall, his expression somewhat unfocused.

But then, the man turned his head back, his gaze fixed on Pandora on half of the balcony, tightened his grip on the cold gun handle, and murmured softly.

"However, there won't be another strike."

"Okay, let me help you!"

Attila, unsuspecting, nodded earnestly, then gripped the sword of the God of War and followed Samael, one on each side.

"Saber, you traitor!"

At this moment, Beatrice, a violent loli with the physique of a berserker and considerable resilience, staggered out of the charred pit, her tattered clothes hanging on her back, and grabbed Thor's hammer, which served as a makeshift shield. She looked at the roadblock blocking her way, her face ashen, and cursed angrily.

But before she could leap forward to fight Attila, a sharp burst of air and a tremor of ether behind her sent a chill down Beatrice's spine. She had no choice but to turn around and throw Thor's hammer.

Because the opponent behind us has arrived.

Meanwhile, Angelica, who was a little slower to recover, also encountered her own formidable rival.

Scáthach, the Queen of the Land of Shadows, possesses the power to slay gods!

The fierce battle begins again!

Now free from worries, Attila and Samael solemnly chanted and marched forward side by side.

"The shape of a star, the whip of a god!"

The human incarnation of the once-white giant god, drawing upon starlight, his variegated longsword extended into a whip-like arc of light, sweeping forward.

"Athena, goddess of wisdom and war, in your name, I call for victory!"

The Holy King, who brought prosperity to Athens, pounded his right fist into his chest, and the brilliant starlight flowing from the sky covered Samael's body, condensing into the magnificent Sagittarius Gold Cloth. A pair of extended metal wings flapped violently, further increasing Samael's speed.

In a mere instant, the forward-protruding spearhead was only inches away from the target.

"Don't think about it!"

A sudden roar arose, and with the earth shaking, hundreds of black roots and thorns burst forth from the ground, forming a towering tree wall in front of the crumbling ancient castle.

"boom!"

The light whip formed from the God of War's sword struck the barrier that rose from the ground, immediately triggering a violent explosion, and countless branches shattered and fell off one after another.

But more thorns grew wildly again, quickly filling the gap that had been blasted open.

At the same time, the light blade that pierced the tree wall dimmed and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Not only that, but the spreading roots actually followed the light whip, crawling towards Attila's arm like snakes.

Something is wrong!

Seeing this, Samael's eyes narrowed, and he immediately grabbed Attila's shoulder.

Attila understood and immediately withdrew, simultaneously channeling magic power into the sword that had severed the God of War. With a flick of her wrist, she used the sharp blade to cut off all the approaching black roots.

Instantly, the severed root segments fell to the ground like raindrops, resembling cut earthworms wriggling and crawling on the ground, creating a rather bizarre scene.

The densely packed branches in front, as if nourished, began a new round of growth and expansion. The main trunk became thicker and thicker, the outer bark became harder and harder, and the thorns became sharper and sharper. The dark, withered appearance burst forth with twisted vitality.

At this moment, a pair of incongruous flip-flops are placed on the tree wall, and beneath the messy, weed-like hair is a rugged and weathered face.

However, the former dejection on his face had vanished, replaced by a chilling murderous aura. His pupils had become three, and half of his face was covered with thorn patterns.

In his hand, a strange longsword with branches wrapped around its hilt and an ominous aura emanated from it, humming and vibrating as if expressing some kind of desire.

Moreover, root-like, jet-black vines spread from the sword hilt and pierced the veins in the man's forearm.

With a brief, resonant tremor from the longsword, the newcomer's arm rapidly thinned and withered, as if his flesh and blood were being devoured by the weapon in his hand.

Samael stared intently at Darius, who stood atop the tree wall, his gaze fixed on the strange longsword in his hand. His brow furrowed, and his eyes revealed a clear understanding.

As expected, it absorbs divine power and devours divinity—the parasitic sword Mistiltein!

Another variable has emerged; it seems we need to speed things up.

Samael immediately took flight, intending to use the mobility advantage of the Sagittarius Cloth to cross the tree wall formed by the parasitic sword Mistressin.

"I told you, don't interfere with my plans!"

Darius, his face grim, grabbed his long, tangled hair with one hand and roared angrily. He immediately raised his Mistiltein to intercept the invading enemy.

However, the moment the man made a move, he was stopped by several slashing sword lights.

Darius was furious to see his ace, who had originally belonged to his side, turn against him.

"Why did you betray Ainsworth, Saber?!"

"...Well, gifts are a sign of good civilization, you are a sign of bad civilization."

Attila thought for a moment and answered honestly.

As Darius spoke, he threw out a card without hesitation and, using a pre-set substitution spell, summoned a huge black axe-sword, which he then swung forward.

"What exactly did that guy give you that made you give up the Holy Grail?!"

Attila swept his sword, the God of War, across the ground, shattering the nameless axe that was falling on him. His expression was solemn.

"He promised to treat me to dinner, roasted dragon meat."

Darius, who was launching a surprise attack with a wave of his hand, stumbled upon hearing this and nearly fell from the sky.

Two meals!

Seemingly to make her point more convincing, Attila solemnly added the number of times.

"..."

Darius's hands trembled slightly, and his facial muscles twitched violently.

You betrayed us for two meals! How could you do this to us?! I'd rather throw a tempura out than pull you out!

However, facing a formidable enemy, the head of the Ainsworth family, clearly aware that he could not deal with two enemies at the same time, suppressed his anger, tried his best to calm down, and gave a quiet reminder.

"Saber, as a Servant, you have openly betrayed her. Where do you place your Master? Have you considered the Sajō family and their long-cherished wishes? Don't forget, you are her Contractor, and the Command Seals bind your oath!"

However, before the overly honest Attila could answer, Samael smiled with narrowed eyes, a pleased curve appearing at the corners of his lips.

"At this point, shouldn't you ask where Ai Ge is first?"

Their eyes met, and upon hearing that affectionate address, Darius seemed to realize something. Startled, his pupils contracted sharply, and he turned sharply to look at the half-collapsed balcony behind him.

At the same time, above the dilapidated castle, the air twisted violently, the gathering clouds were stained with a hellish crimson, and a huge magic circle was formed. One after another, crimson demon stars with long tails of flame roared in and fell straight down, as if they wanted to burn the world to ashes.

Great magic trick—

The Holy City is in flames!

The Holy City has fallen!

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boom! boom! boom! boom!

In an instant, the Crimson Demon Star crashed to the ground, and the dilapidated Enzworth Castle immediately crumbled. One after another, terrifying and enormous mushroom clouds rose from the ground, forming a high-temperature scorching wind that swept in all directions.

Wherever it passed, the earth turned to scorched earth, the molten bricks and stones formed fiery red crystals, and rare flowers, grasses and trees withered and burned. Looking around, the world was ablaze with red, as if one were in a scorching inferno.

The figure on the balcony, bearing the brunt of the flames, had been completely consumed by the inferno.

"Satau...Aika!"

Above the tree wall, where branches and vines were fiercely burning and peeling away, Darius, the head of the Ainsworth family, withstood the wind pressure and looked back at the edge of the crater. The seemingly harmless blonde girl with blue eyes, dressed in an elegant princess dress, suddenly became ferocious and let out a furious roar through gritted teeth.

"Princess of the Root," Ayaka Sajou, was connected to the Root at birth, possessing overwhelming magical power and talent, and power equal to or even greater than that of a magician. She can wield the most ancient magical powers, such as the barrier "Monster Princess," which materializes the power of the primordial goddess and the womb of all beasts, and "Holy City Flame," which revives the power of the ten crowns of the Apocalypse Beasts in the modern era, and "Holy City Fall."

This level of magic could only be hers!

Darius never expected that it wasn't just his own Saber who had betrayed him, but rather the Master and Servant who had turned against him together.

Of course, this unwise behavior puzzled the head of the Ainsworth family, who couldn't help but angrily question him.

"Why? Why would you betray Ainsworth too! We were so close to using the Holy Grail and achieving our goal!"

"Well, because I have already achieved what I wanted to accomplish with the Holy Grail."

Faced with the anger of her regular customer, Sajou Aika thought for a moment, then smiled nonchalantly, showing no remorse or moral constraint for betraying her.

At the same time, the Root Princess, who resembled a human nuclear bomb, lifted the hem of her skirt, as if she were a princess stepping down from a crystal carriage. Her eyes, brimming with light, gazed intently at a prince in mid-air, almost unwilling to look away for a moment, her face displaying a radiant smile.

"Oh, my prince, he's come to take me away."

Upon hearing this reason, Darius trembled violently. An overwhelming sense of pent-up frustration surged into his heart, almost causing him to faint. The ancient magician, who was always known for his self-respect and elegance, instantly broke down and cursed in his heart in grief and indignation.

I fucking...!

"..."

Meanwhile, the people engaged in the fierce battle couldn't help but exchange bewildered glances, their strange gazes focusing on a certain adulterous couple who had somehow gotten together.

Are you sure we're not participating in some online dating show, but the real Holy Grail War?

At this moment, under the intense gazes, Samael felt as if his snakeskin was being roasted alive. His smile was stiff, his facial muscles twitched slightly, and he felt like crying but had no tears in his heart.

Can you please stop being so ambiguous? I was just planning to invite you for tea or a meal...!

Besides, she's the one who betrayed her oath and defected to the enemy, so why are you looking at me?

"Have you all had enough?!"

Just as a victimized snake was secretly complaining, Darius, unable to bear it any longer, twisted his face and angrily raised the parasitic sword Mistiltein. The roots of the demonic sword grew wildly and in the blink of an eye, they completely merged with the right arm of the head of the Ainsworth family.

"Twilight has come, this is the destruction of the gods, my flames will usurp the sun!"

Suddenly, accompanied by a sinister and violent chant, the world darkened abruptly, and lightning flashed and thunder roared in the dense dark clouds. On Darius's suspended body, dark blue thorn-like patterns seemed to come alive, writhing and spreading wildly beneath his skin, instantly covering his entire body, then piercing through his flesh to form an armor-like outer layer that completely enveloped him.