"Clarent Blood Arthur (rebellion against my magnificent father)!!!"
Mordred shouted, and the nearly endless Chaos Mechanical Soldiers that surged up from the buildings in London to the streets below released his Noble Phantasm.
Behind her were Mashu, who was holding Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had temporarily stopped bleeding but was still not out of danger, and King Arthur, who was constantly moving around with Dr. Hyde on his back, Henry Jekyll. king.
However, Artoria Alter, who was supposed to have her old scars severely opened by this Noble Phantasm, did not have so much time to think about her past failures at the moment.
Although Camelot's destruction makes people unwilling to accept it, it pales in comparison to the present. It should be noted that her dereliction of duty today has almost ruined the only future that the entire human race has.
In the dark, foggy night sky in London, there were only a few stars and moonlight intertwined and refracted in the dense magic fog, and reflected in the distance on the ground that was also only illuminated by candlelight.
The gray-white and orange-black magic fog finally mixed together at the end of the horizon, making it difficult to tell which side was the sky and which side was the earth.
Dr. Hyde, who jumped up on Artoria's back, lost control of his situation in a brief state of weightlessness.
And Arturia's leap of tens of meters made him dare not open his eyes, and he could only let the whistling wind and the occasional explosions ring in his ears.
For ordinary people, it would be difficult to move forward to a designated destination in such an environment, or even simply walk in a straight line.
But for Artoria and Mordred, who have intuition, as long as they are told the direction and location of their destination, they can reach the designated place even if they close their eyes.
Therefore, Roman in the Chaldean control room decided to let Arturia take the lead and let Mordred take the rear.
Mashu was between the two of them, sending Fujimaru Ritsuka to where Dr. Frankenstein was as smoothly as possible.
The blood-red current disappeared, and Mordred completely destroyed the Chaos Mechanical Soldiers on the street as well as the street itself, and even the surrounding magic mist evaporated.
She tried to stop the Chaos Mechanical Soldiers from the surrounding area by destroying the road. However, the enemies flying with steam and ignoring the damaged road shattered Mordred's somewhat naive fantasy.
"It's really not that simple————!"
While complaining about the difficulty of the enemy heroic spirits, and at the same time lamenting his own unrealistic fantasy, Mordred complained angrily.
A huge amount of magic power burst out again, sweeping away the re-condensed magic mist and chaos mechanical soldiers in front of him. Standing on the top of the London house, Mordred held his sword and panted slightly.
Although her magic power reserves as a dragon are sufficient, and she is now receiving magic power supplies from Chaldea, the continuous release of Noble Phantasms still makes Mordred's spiritual base a little tired.
Although she herself believed that she could continue fighting for a long time, Mordred clearly sensed the changes in her spiritual energy.
To use a more strict metaphor, it should be like a machine gun position that still has enough bullets but has to cease fire due to overheating of the barrel.
How long has it been since Fujimaru Ritsuka was transferred by Mashu to Frankenstein, the residence of Dr. Hyde's friend?
In this magical fog that can confuse the sense of time and space, it is difficult for Mordred to estimate the specific time, but judging from the distance between Dr. Hyde's mansion and Frankenstein's location, the black With Saber's strength, it probably won't take five minutes to arrive.
But Mordred has released the Noble Phantasm at least a hundred times.
Mordred clicked his tongue when he realized that he had released the Noble Phantasm hundreds of times in five minutes.
If you want to ask the reason, it is that even in her lifetime, she has never released magic power so violently and frequently.
She originally thought that her status as a heroic spirit would limit her strength, but she didn't expect that she might be even stronger now than when she was alive.
And this is even just the costume on Fujimaru Ritsuka is enough to do it.
What a powerful future technology, Chaldea.
At least judging from the occult knowledge that Mordred had come into contact with from his mother Morgan, whom he shared with Agguiwen, Gawain and others, such great achievements could not be produced simply by the accumulation of time.
"Mordred, you are too far behind! Matthew and the others are about to arrive at Frankenstein's house. If they continue here, they will be surrounded. It's time to retreat!"
Just as Mordred was about to release the Noble Phantasm again on the roof, the image from the Chaldean control room interrupted her.
"To put it simply--if I retreat now, won't these tough guys chase me all the way to the house of that guy named Frankenstein?"
"Although this is true... But judging from the data currently sent back from Sheba, just around you, the enemies are still moving endlessly towards you. This is because there is no way to observe it from here. Wider intelligence.”
At the same time, Mordred is still struggling in the dragnet of steel machinery and forcibly liberating his Noble Phantasm.
"If that's the case, then we can't join the Master and the others, right? Sure enough, the best way is for me to lead these stubborn people to other places, right?"
Speaking of this, Mordred couldn't help but recall the original plan he and others conceived in Henry Jekyll's mansion.
It didn't disturb the large army of Chaos Mechanical Soldiers at all... Didn't they all gather in the end...
If it continues like this, the opponent's heroic spirit may also appear.
Knowing that he could no longer delay, Mordred was ready to drag all his enemies elsewhere - and finally dissipate and return to the throne of Valor.
After all, this was originally a problem caused by her failure to protect her Master as a servant. As a knight, it was natural for her to blame the Queen————- and it was even more natural for her to give up her life to come to the Queen.
Rather, this is how you look like a knight.
"Do you want to show off your strength and take away all the enemies by yourself? You really have a lot of chivalry. It's obviously the traitorous knight Mordred."
At this moment, an unexpected voice sounded from behind Mordred.
"Um?"
Mordred couldn't help but look behind her, and saw the black-armored swordsman who had always been a mystery to her and made her feel oppressive, standing behind her.
"Don't be distracted on the battlefield——"
Ignoring Mordred's surprised look, Arturia passed directly over her, destroying the Chaos Mechanical Soldiers that were constantly spraying steam and rushing up from under the eaves.
Although Altria Alter did not release the Noble Phantasm, each swing of the reverse Holy Sword that transformed into a heavy hammer in her hand could cause huge damage to the hordes of Chaos Mechanical Soldiers.
Although Mordred was unwilling to do so, she had already realized from just the short time spent with this black-armored swordsman that the Saber in front of her was not inferior to her at all——even faintly The land will be even better.
However, these are not the things that really bother her now.
What really puzzled Mordred was why she came to support him.
"The Knight of Betrayal is also a knight! However, I thought you would raise your hands in favor of sacrificing me——"
After just verbally fighting back at Saber in front of him, Mordred joined Artoria in cleaning up the Chaos Robots.
Although the waves of Chaos Mechanical Soldiers that came like a tide still show no signs of receding, at least the pressure on Mordred has now been greatly reduced or even more than half.
If this continues, the two heroic spirits may really be able to stay here until the end of time.
But... without backup, it would actually be impossible.
After all, the enemy is a machine that is not even a human being, not even a beast.
If it were an army of equal numbers, Mordred alone would have the confidence and confidence to defeat them. After all, human beings would not decisively sacrifice their lives in most cases.
There seemed to be tens of thousands of armies fighting each other, and the number of dead among them was only a hundred at most.
For the farmers who were recruited under normal circumstances, a casualty rate greater than 10% was enough to cause an organized retreat.
It is not a physical defeat, but a mental level that makes the opponent lose the determination to continue fighting.
As for the beasts, although they are more difficult to defeat than humans, as long as they witness the death of a large number of their kind, the beasts, which are already afraid of strange things, will flee even more decisively than humans.
Machines without minds will fight to the end.
What a handy soldier.
Seeing such a scene, Mordred couldn't help but sincerely praise the superiority of the Chaos Mechanics as soldiers.
The ultimate direction of training human soldiers should be these genuine machines in front of them. They are not afraid of life and death, and do not shy away from strength. They just obey orders and become mindless bricks, placed there and there.
But Mordred didn't want to see living people turn into machines.
Although being a soldier is very convenient, Mordred will always be indescribably angry when he sees a person who should have intelligence and self-esteem turned into a machine that only knows how to obey orders.
————Perhaps it’s because she was born as a tool to seize the throne.
"I won't watch you sacrifice yourself——"
Artoria suddenly spoke, which surprised Mordred even more.
Perhaps seeing Mordred's surprise, Artoria continued:
"In normal times, if sacrificing you can bring about the greatest results at the least cost, I will definitely not deny it - however, your situation this time is caused by my negligence as a servant. ...Let others bear the consequences for their dereliction of duty, no matter who they are, I will not do this."
"...After all, you are a knight after all..."
Mordred nodded after accepting this statement, and at the same time defined the heroic spirit in black heavy armor in front of him.
Although she said on the surface that she was just a servant and not a knight, she still couldn't change her deep-seated habits.
Was there some change that made her give up being a knight? It would be a pity if that were the case.
Mordred thought silently.
In fact, this is not the only reason why Arturia Alt came to support Mordred.
——————Only for Mordred, who rebelled against her during her lifetime, Artoria Alter could not just watch her sacrifice herself.
You know, Artoria hasn't fully understood this "son" who inherited her bloodline.
In other words, I didn’t understand it at all.
"I'm very grateful that you can come to help me... It won't be a problem for the two of us to retreat, but is there no problem with Master and others? It can't be done by just one person acting as a shield. Guard Hyde, who is operating on the Master, right? And if we retreat, we will also attract a large number of enemies there. After all, hasn’t Hyde’s friend been out of touch for a long time?”
"The situation over there is very complicated, and it's hard to explain in words - but don't worry, it's settled for the time being, so I can rest assured to support you. As for the Chaos Mechanical Soldiers, there's no need to worry, we just need to retreat. It’s enough to be there.”
"Huh? Seriously?"
"ah."
Seeing the serious atmosphere around Artoria Alt, Mordred could only trust her.
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"I didn't expect that you wouldn't be affected either..."
While moving forward in the dark sewer, he stroked the furry white creature in his arms with his right hand, and the man felt a little emotional.
"However, in this case, it is better to say that you are also affected - the original owners don't remember you now, ah! It hurts, don't bite, you beast."
The man felt pain and withdrew his only remaining arm from the white animal.
"I suddenly realized that you haven't been very close to me since before. Do likes repel? But I'm not your same kind, right?"
The white creature was still grinning at him.
"So———— Demon, Mephistopheles, you are here, right?"
The man raised his head and faced the darkness extending around the corner of the sewer and continued:
"I'm here to negotiate—we might as well make a deal."
