London, which had just fallen into the night a moment ago, had now turned into complete darkness. The only people standing on the streets as dark as an abyss were Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka from Chaldea.
Only the dim candlelight through the curtains in the houses on both sides of the road emitted a hazy light under the thick magic fog, like the eyes of countless beasts, staring closely at them from behind the fog.
Feeling the sticky touch on his hands and the growing pain in his abdomen, Fujimaru Ritsuka still couldn't realize what happened.
She looked down at her bloody belly, touching the wound reflected by the blood line in disbelief.
Then there was more severe pain and blood gushing out.
Am I hurt?
"senior!"
Seeing that Fujimaru Ritsuka's abdomen had changed from continuous oozing blood at the beginning to heavy bleeding almost like a river, Mashu opened his mouth anxiously, and at the same time, he quickly took out the dressing and gauze used to stop bleeding from the space inside the shield and pressed it on it. On Fujimaru Ritsuka's abdomen.
"Please just lie down and don't move, senior————!"
Matthew kept trying to press the wound that was bleeding out with blood. However, in front of the huge wound that almost opened the entire abdomen, the dressing and gauze were quickly soaked with blood.
"No...the wound is too big, and the condition of the internal organs is unknown. It is impossible to simply stop the bleeding. Surgical suturing is necessary to heal..."
Although his main focus was on potions, Henry Jekyll, who had some medical knowledge, stepped forward to observe and continued:
"But it is undoubtedly impossible to perform surgery in such a place."
"When is this...?"
Compared to Mashu who was giving first aid and was at a loss what to do, Altria Altria, who was much calmer, was more concerned about how and when her Master was attacked.
Raising the inverted Sword of Victory that she had transformed into a hammer shape, the pupils in Artoria's golden eyes kept dilating, trying to find out the enemy's intentions in the dark environment except for a few candles. figure.
The changing steps back and forth clearly showed that Artoria was on full alert.
Inadvertently, Artoria's back leaned against Mordred, who was also alert and looking around.
The white and black heavy armors collided.
"It's so embarrassing that my Master was attacked right before my eyes."
Mordred's words, mixed with a hint of criticism and a hint of self-deprecation, reached Artoria Alter's ears.
However, there is no fallacy in this accusation. No matter how many excuses are made, the wound on the girl's abdomen is ironclad evidence of their negligence.
Therefore, Artoria Alter rarely had any major reaction to Mordred's words, but silently responded.
"The other party should be Assassin."
Without picking up the topic of Mordred, Artoria Alter said while watching her surroundings.
"Ah, and if you want to hide it from me without knowing it, I'm afraid you are not an ordinary Assassin."
"No, I'm afraid it's not that he hid it from us, but that he hid himself again after he succeeded."
Artoria frowned and glanced at the weapon in her hand.
"...What a surprise. I thought I was the only one who noticed it. Do you also have such an intuition?"
Facing Artoria's conclusion, Mordred replied somewhat unexpectedly.
"It's not just intuition. Since we came to this singularity, our sense of time has been very dull. How long has it been since you released the Noble Phantasm? Can you tell me clearly?"
"…………hateful."
After thinking carefully for a moment, Mordred realized that everything was exactly as Arturia said. She could not accurately recall how long the previous battle between herself and Mash had passed.
And the communication from Chaldea that they had been in contact with had been interrupted at some point.
"I'm afraid it's the enemy's Noble Phantasm or some other ability. We have become prey in the opponent's net from the moment we fell into this magical mist. And in this mist, there are people trying to hide from us unknowingly. It may be difficult to assassinate, but it is not impossible to attack in front of us——————”
At this point, Artoria paused slightly.
"Then we only need to escape from our entanglement even for a moment, and then activate the Noble Phantasm or ability - and we can reach the current situation."
Mordred followed Artoria's analysis and saw the results very clearly.
Arturia nodded silently, and then continued:
"However, there is not even a memory of the battle left... The enemy this time is very difficult."
"……………………"
"……………………"
Mordred turned to look at the black-armored knight with his face covered in front of him, a little lost in thought, and even vaguely overlapped the figure in front of him with the figure in his memory.
However, the two completely different, even completely opposite styles and temperaments made Mordred quickly give up this ridiculous idea.
"...What's wrong?"
This time, it was Altria Alter, who had always been taciturn, who had questions about Mordred's silence.
“No, nothing————”
Mordred refocused his attention on the surrounding vigilance, and then continued:
"I just think it's so awesome, you guy."
"Oh? I didn't expect to receive such straightforward praise from you. It's really rare."
Arturia was a little surprised by Mordred's unexpected frankness.
"Don't act like you know me very well, you guy!"
But then Mordred returned to his previous appearance.
"...You're right, I really don't know you well enough——"
However, facing Mordred's words which were just for the sake of retaliation, Artoria was speechless for a moment.
"Sir Mordred."
Hearing the last words of address from Artoria, Mordred turned around suddenly as if triggering some reflex, but what she saw was still just the unwavering look under the black visor. expression.
Then she could only frown, and then turned back again.
Shifting the perspective to Mashu and Fujimaru Ritsuka who were performing first aid, the interrupted communication with Chaldea was finally reconnected under Mashu's constant calls, and Roman's blue image reappeared in front of everyone.
"This is Chaldea. I suddenly lost your coordinates and the information about the singularity. What happened?"
However, the first news that greeted him was the worst news that could be predicted.
"Senior...Senior, she was attacked and seriously injured!"
After receiving the images transmitted from the singularity, Roman slumped down on the chair in the control room and muttered absently:
"how come………………"
But soon, he regained his energy, and then stood up again, performing his duties as a doctor.
"We have to perform surgery now——Matthew, do you still remember how to use Chaldea's dress? Let's use the healing spell imprinted on it to control the injury——Dr. Jekyll!"
"I am here."
Facing Roman's urgent call, Henry Jekyll, who was already giving Fujimaru Ritsuka the potion, answered seriously.
"Although I also know that this is very difficult, you are the only person I can entrust to you now. Please do not refuse and perform the surgery for the child, the last master of mankind, Fujimaru Ritsuka!"
As he said, Roman bowed deeply.
"Of course I won't refuse. Rather, I'm honored to be able to help you, but..."
Dr. Henry Jekyll-Hyde looked at the pale Fujimaru Ritsuka and continued with some embarrassment:
"I have no actual experience in performing surgical operations, but even so, I know that Ms. Fujimaru's bleeding volume was too large and her injuries were too serious. If the operation is performed like this, it is very likely that she will die of excessive blood loss, and she will die from excessive blood loss. The current environment does not support me to complete a surgical operation."
"Ah.........the practical application of blood transfusion was after the twentieth century..."
Matthew said sadly.
"In other words, it is impossible to find actual equipment and sufficient blood reserves for blood transfusions in this era..."
Roman's expression also became serious.
"But regarding this, I have a friend, the Dr. Frankenstein mentioned before. He may have enough instruments there, and maybe he can help us. After all, he is a complete surgical genius. .”
"Could it be Dr. Frankenstein who created the artificial man?"
Mashu said overjoyed.
"It seems that he has also succeeded in leaving his name to future generations, but unfortunately, as I said before, I have lost contact with him for some time, and... Ms. Fujimaru's current situation simply insists on catching up. It took so long to get there.”
"Don't worry about this issue————! Mashu! I have passed all the instructions for the new costume to you. Although the costume Fujimaru is wearing now cannot completely heal the wound, it can. Once the injury is stabilized, it won’t be a problem to hold on for at least a few hours.”
Da Vinci in the control room suddenly squeezed into the picture and said so.
"It's really a big help, dear Da Vinci. Thanks to you for improving the costume."
After hearing the few good news, Roman breathed a sigh of relief and said this to Da Vinci.
"No - actually, I just remembered that Fujimaru-chan's new costume has such a function. Although I designed it, I have no memory of when I first had this idea. "
"Maybe it's the opinion of a certain Chaldean employee."
"Then you must thank him properly."
Da Vinci nodded, but his attention did not move away from the picture transmitted back to the control room.
"Then the task now is to transfer the Master to Dr. Frankenstein's location as quickly as possible, right?"
Artoria Alter confirmed with Roman in the control room.
"Yes, even if a large number of Chaos Mechanical Soldiers are mobilized, there is nothing we can do. Please escort Fujimaru Ritsuka over as quickly as possible. Please, Saber, Mordred."
Roman nodded heavily and asked again.
