I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

Blood stained his chest red.

Melusine's Noble Phantasm could break through his defenses from the front; any other Servant might have been seriously injured.

Blood Armor of the Evil Dragon.

Before his death, Siegfried defeated the evil dragon Fafnir, and his body was bathed in its blood, thus gaining protection as if he were immortal.

After becoming a Heroic Spirit, this matter was also elevated to his skill.

Only attacks of level B or higher can penetrate his armor.

"Saebr (swordsman)!?"

"I'll hold them off here. Archer, you may step back."

Siegfried's gaze was fixed on Meluxin.

He sensed something unusual about the other party, and the evil dragon blood within his body was boiling over.

"I'll defend your back."

Chiron was seriously injured.

At least he could defend Siegfried from behind.

Melusin's strength is extraordinary.

Even with Siegfried present, Chiron had a vague feeling that the chances of winning the battle wouldn't increase much.

The other party is a species on a different level from them.

He once doubted Melusine's identity.

Looking back at the strange things Melusin had mentioned earlier, Chiron could sense that the other's presence was very incongruous.

"Tch, Siegfried, and the aura of the evil dragon Fafnir..."

Melusin immediately saw through Siegfried's identity.

She sensed the presence of an evil dragon.

A feeling of unease arose from the bottom of his heart, and he sincerely repelled evil dragons like Fafnir.

She, a purebred dragon, did not like Fafnir.

Fafnir was merely a human who had transformed into a dragon; in the eyes of pure-blooded dragons, it was a lowly mongrel.

It even insulted the term "dragon race".

Melusine instinctively felt a sense of aversion to it.

"Did you recognize it at a glance?"

Chiron was surprised that Melusin had seen through Siegfried's identity.

One can't help but suspect that the other party possesses the ability to see through one's true name. 097

Siegfried seemed to know what Chiron was thinking and said, "To be precise, she must have smelled it. I sensed a very strong dragon aura on her. Be careful!"

I didn't feel this way even when fighting Favre.

Melusine gave him a stronger feeling than Fafnir.

I felt my whole body trembling, my breathing became heavier, and my hands involuntarily gripped the sword hilt tightly.

"None of the followers of Pan-Human History can escape from me. You are already mine, I won't let a drop of blood or a piece of flesh slip through my fingers... I will take you to the deepest depths of the sea!"

Melusine was as ruthless as a killing machine.

Her supersonic speed advantage was once again demonstrated as she delivered a diving punch that struck Qi Gefei in the abdomen.

The next second, Siegfried was blasted into the air.

"【The Unknown Innocence Aroundight】!!"

The surging, rushing waves suddenly turned into a gentle stream, and the dazzling light focused on a single point and pierced through.

He used his Noble Phantasm fifteen times in just 0.3 seconds.

They were all aimed at Siegfried's spirit core.

Melusine once said that she was absolutely invincible in aerial combat, and that even dragon slayers were no match for her.

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Bang bang bang! !

Even the Blood Armor of the Evil Dragon could not withstand such continuous attacks.

Siegfried had a visible wound stabbed in the chest.

".....Gurgle!"

Siegfried crashed to the ground.

He reached up and wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.

Unable to defend or evade in the air, they can only become fish meat placed on a cutting board, at the mercy of Melusin.

If it weren't for the Dragon-specific defense.

Siegfried probably perished in the recent barrage of attacks.

The roar of the engine unleashing its magic echoed through the air.

Melusin floated in the air, her arms holding sword sheaths outwards, her posture high above like that of a war goddess.

Majestic and dazzling.

"Sorry, the enemy Servant is too fast, I can't catch her attack."

Siegfried gripped his sword and stared intently at Melusine.

What he said is true.

Chiron, who was protecting him from behind, understood quite well; they had all witnessed Melusin's unreasonable speed.

However, there are ways to deal with this.

“Saber (swordsman), let me use the Noble Phantasm. If it is my Noble Phantasm, it will hit her. No matter where she is, she cannot dodge. When that happens, just aim for the opening and use your full power.”

"Alright, I'll keep you company, Archer!"

Siegfried's lips curled up slightly.

Despite being in such a precarious situation, the feeling of fighting alongside comrades to the last man...

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Inside the castle, the various Yggdrasil Masters observe the battle situation in Turifas through images projected by the puppets.

Cold sweat broke out on Gold's slightly plump face.

The enemy Servants are far stronger than we imagined.

Especially after Siegfried was blasted into the air and pierced through fifteen times, he almost thought his Holy Grail War was over.

Fortunately, Siegfried survived thanks to his strength.

Inside the main hall, there was a young girl sitting in a wheelchair.

She was appointed by Danic as the next patriarch of the Yggdrasilia, and also the master of the archer Chiron.

“Uncle, the only way to defeat the enemy is for Archer and Saber to use their Noble Phantasms together. Please make a decision…”

"Ugh... I have to use Command Seals on the very first night of the Holy Grail War... Damn it... There's no other way now...!"

Gold stomped his feet angrily.

Who knew the opponent's Servant would be this powerful?

Just now, Siegfried requested permission to use the Noble Phantasm from him telepathically, and Gordes had no choice but to comply with the request from both sides.

Besides, he couldn't think of any other way.

Sacrificing one Command Spell is better than losing two Servants.

"Alright! Fiona, I agree to the proposal. Let Archer use his Noble Phantasm to support my Saber!"

"Thank you, Uncle."

Fiona breathed a sigh of relief.

She was actually quite worried about Gold not having a spell.

With the consent of their two Masters, Chiron and Siegfried devised a plan, which they only needed to wait for the opportune moment to execute.

Meanwhile, no one noticed a figure appearing inside the hall.

She hid in the darkness and no one discovered her presence.

"Oh dear, it seems all the Masters of Yggdrasilia are having a great time~ Well then, please enjoy your last Holy Grail Night, for from this moment on, the Holy Grail is ours."

Koyanskaya gave a sly smile.