In the smoke and dust, Black Saber and Mashu, who had regained some strength, were on guard.

Along with the sound of wind, the smoke was pierced by arrows.

Two more green lights came.

Mashu raised his shield in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Senior, please hide behind me."

The arrows transformed by magic power hit the giant cross shield heavily.

"Gu————" Mashu gritted his teeth, swayed back, then stood firm again, and said:

"The enemy should be archer.master, please give instructions."

"Matthew, stay here while Artoria goes to find out the location of the attacker. As for Miss Jeanne——"

Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly gave the order.

"Please cover Saber."

"As commanded."

Joan of Arc and Black Saber ran towards the direction where the arrow was shot.

"Director, can you fight?"

The red-haired girl looked at Animusfia.

"Of course, my Spear of Ouranos is not for self-destruction."

Animusfia showed off the magic gift in her hand to show that she was not a vegetarian.

"arrrrr——————thur!"

Furious roars came from the forest.

A figure galloped in front of Jeanne d'Arc and Artoria.

After seeing Joan of Arc's face, the black-armored knight who exuded a violent aura seemed to be stimulated.

"This magic wave...is a berserker! Be careful, it's irrational!"

Roman in the control room warned again.

The faint red light under the berserker's visor brightened.

"A——————Se————"

The words in his mouth also became clearer.

Before Joan could react, the Berserker's sword had already appeared in front of her.

"Qiang"

The long sword fell on the flagpole, and sparks flew everywhere.

Thanks to the body of the heroic spirit, Jeanne subconsciously raised the battle flag like a spear in her hand.

If she were still human, she would definitely not be able to withstand this blow.

I can only watch myself being split in half.

"I'm not Arthur!"

Constantly parrying the berserker's attacks, Jeanne shouted without tears.

This time it was her turn to enjoy the bitter pill of being mistaken.

"Damn it, is the other hostile heroic spirit a berserker?" Fujimaru Ritsuka pressed his chin and bit his index finger.

"Saber, continue to look for Archer. Matthew will go to support Miss Jeanne."

Artoria looked at the berserker in front of her and the familiar sword he was wielding.

"I'm sorry, Master. It seems that I have to take charge of this battle."

The berserker who heard Artoria's words stopped and turned to look at the King of Knights beside him.

"Huh?"

Matthew was confused and confused.

Artoria took off her visor, revealing her true appearance under the armor.

"Sir. Lancelot. I didn't expect to meet again here - so as a berserker, you can't understand it."

The reversed King of Knights pointed the black holy sword in his hand at Lancelot.

"Let me see your anger, Sir Lancelot.

“ar——————————thur!”

The furious knight rushed towards his king.

*******

"Tsk, I didn't expect that the Berserker was actually the famous Lancelot." Animusfia said helplessly.

"In that case, I will go with Jeanne to deal with Archer. Mashu, you will protect Fujimaru here. After we entangle Archer, you can go and help Saber."

Animusfia changed her original plan.

"Eh? Me? But this is a battle between Lancelot and King Arthur. If others intervene, will it-"

"Others may not be able to interfere, but only you can do it, believe me."

Animusfia interrupted Mash's speech, and then raised her hand to draw the incantation again just like she did in the control room before.

Silver light flickered on Animusfia's fingertips, leaving white trails in the air.

"mercury"

As one of the twelve main gods, Mercury obviously cannot only symbolize theft and deception.

As the beloved son of Zeus and his messenger, Hermes is regarded as the protector of travelers, and travelers always worship his statue.

In fact, Hermes himself is the incarnation of wind.

Silver light lit up the bodies of Jeanne d'Arc and Animusfia.

Joan of Arc's body suddenly became lighter.

Animusfia's voice sounded from behind:

"Let's go all out to find Archer."

As soon as he finished speaking, Animusfia had already arrived at Jeanne's side.

"yes!"

An arrow of light shot straight into the sky.

"phoibos catastrophe!"

Archer, who noticed the two men approaching, immediately released his Noble Phantasm.

Animusfia's pupils shrank when she heard the name of the Noble Phantasm.

"The enemy is Atalanta, the huntress in Greek mythology, defend yourself quickly!"

The arrow disappeared into the air.

The Arrow of Complaint is caused by a prayer shot from Atalanta's love bow, the Bow of the Sky.

It was not Atalanta herself who shot the arrow - it was Apollo and Artemis who were in the sky and shot the arrow to the ground after receiving the prayer.

Until all targets are killed.

Countless light arrows fell from the sky like heavy rain.

"My Lord is here!"

Holding the flag high, Joan of Arc released her Noble Phantasm without hesitation.

Joan of Arc, who was just an ordinary person during her lifetime, theoretically had no ability to resist the attacks of ancient Greek heroes.

However, during her lifetime, she saved France on the battlefield and won almost every battle without any damage, so Joan of Arc, who became a heroic spirit, obtained this Noble Phantasm.

The angel's blessing in the flag can absorb all incoming attacks.

Although each use will cause slight damage to the flagpole, it cannot resist attacks indefinitely.

But a Noble Phantasm that does not require magic power is perfect for this situation.

The Arrow of Complaint completely reduced the trees that had survived Animusfia's magic to dust.

Each luminous arrow hits the land like a cannonball.

After the Noble Phantasm ended, only Jeanne d'Arc and Animusfia had the soil underneath them remaining flat.

Broken stones and sawdust covered the pitted ground.

A green figure appeared in front of Animusfia.
To be continued...