In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

This is a city, and the map cannot pinpoint exactly which city in France it is, but before the two Servants arrive, Mash and Lawrence are clearing the wyverns from the skies above the city.

Then, the two Servants descended from the sky riding on a flying dragon.

"I see it, it looks delicious." The white-haired man seemed slightly excited.

His eyes scanned the four people back and forth.

"I can't wait any longer, Countess, I'll go first." He flipped off the dragon's back and jumped down, his spear aimed directly at Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Fujimaru Ritsuka is the only non-Servant among this group, so naturally, they'll pick on the weakest one.

"Hehe, how impatient." The elusive woman chuckled twice, then turned and vanished from the spot.

A unique class skill for Assassins: Presence Concealment.

"Don't even think about it!" Mash shouted, holding her shield directly in front of Fujimaru Ritsuka.

The spear and shield collided with a heavy thud.

"Oh dear, do you want to be eaten by me in place of your Master? Beautiful maiden." The man did not hesitate, thrusting his spear forward.

Mashu ignored the frivolous old man and continued to defend herself against his attacks with her shield.

Swah——

"Ok?"

The man touched his face with his fingers.

It was blood.

Looking to the side, he saw more than a dozen crystal blades flying towards him from all angles.

"A boring little trick." The man's martial arts skills were very high. Even though Lawrence's weapons were directly formed from magic, they couldn't change the fragility of the gems.

Although there are extremely hard gemstones like diamonds, if the target is a Servant, they are very likely to shatter upon contact.

The male servant brandished his spear, shattering all the jeweled blades that tried to attack him.

He turned to look at Lawrence: "Please don't rush. Even though the food is incredibly delicious, there's still a difference between dessert and main course... Hmm?" He suddenly sensed something strange about Lawrence, who was still gathering gem blades.

...Is it just my imagination?

Lawrence felt a little uncomfortable.

As a caster with no direct combat ability, facing this kind of berserker is the most annoying thing.

Once the props were made, a gem appeared around the necks of several people.

Suddenly, Lawrence felt a chill on his neck.

High-quality diamonds instantly coalesce on the neck, forming a diamond shell.

But the claw-like object still managed to pierce the diamond's outer shell.

Lawrence was scrambled forward by the claw, but he managed to dodge the next attack.

The diamond was shattered, much of his wine-red hair was torn off, and there were several deep, bone-revealing wounds on the back of Lawrence's neck.

Lawrence jumped back, warily eyeing the servant who had just stood where he had been.

Her class is Assassin, noble and elegant, but she wears a ferocious and sharp mask.

Lawrence pondered in his mind whether there was any Heroic Spirit that matched this person.

"Oh dear, you dodged so quickly. What a pity. It seems this delicious meal will have to wait until later." The Assassin felt a little regretful that he couldn't kill with one blow.

Joan of Arc, standing nearby, used the flag as a spear and thrust it forward.

The scene instantly erupted into chaos.

Anno squeezed her hands together, and a small diamond bottle appeared in her hands.

Open the lid and drink it all in one gulp.

The wound on the back of Lawrence's neck healed completely in an instant.

Mash was engaged in a fierce battle with the male Berserker. Although she was not gaining the upper hand, at least she was not being overwhelmed.

In contrast, Jeanne d'Arc was overwhelmed by the woman's assassin due to the insufficient strength of her servants.

A woman, who appears to be a vampire.

Lawrence locked onto a name in his mind.

"In that case, let me give it a try."

While recovering from his injuries, Lawrence also made sure to strengthen his defenses.

Magic flows, and the exchange rate is in Lawrence's hands.

Crystal covered Lawrence's fist.

"Well, although my strength stat is only at the E level—" She smiled beautifully, with a hint of mischief in her smile.

Meanwhile, Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was silently providing magic power on the other side, happened to capture this scene.

"However, the hardness of a diamond by weight is definitely not just an E!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka understood God's intention and placed her hand on Lawrence's back.

"Caster, go to battle!"

Transparent crystals coalesced on Lawrence's fist, a full [size missing], and she smiled confidently.

The diamond fists collided, producing a crisp sound.

"Witness the power of the Caster, Master!"

Lawrence rushed out wearing her little dress.

The vampires over there were happily suppressing the powerless Joan of Arc, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"Ah, pure maiden, please obediently become my food—pfft!" Perhaps she was a little careless, or perhaps she was too intoxicated by the joy of impending victory, which made her a little distracted.

As Lawrence charged forward, he saw the Dark One, caught off guard and knocked to the ground by a diamond fist, and Lawrence wanted to continue punching him, with several gem blades flying around him.

The stealth creature was very fast, and Lawrence dodged it before it could strike.

Joan of Arc stood there stunned for a moment before she realized what was happening: "Miss Lawrence!"

“Let’s go together.” Lawrence nodded.

The aura emanating from this lurker is very strange. Whether it's the weakened Jeanne or Lawrence, who is not good at direct combat, they would probably lose in a one-on-one fight. Joining forces is the best solution.

Mashu was wary of the male Servants, while Lawrence and Jeanne d'Arc surrounded Fujimaru Ritsuka from two other directions, back to back.

The stealth figure vanished after dodging Lawrence's diamond fist.

A scepter suddenly fell, but Lawrence reacted quickly enough to catch it with his diamond fist.

She could sense that even when this female servant was in a berserk state, her power wouldn't surpass hers by much, to the point of being unbearable.

She had already confirmed the woman's identity.

The noble and elegant female vampire is none other than the Countess of Blood, Elizabeth Bathory.

Camilla!

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Chapter 237 Caster, Unleashing His Noble Phantasm

Inside the city of Saritai, five riders are engaged in a chaotic battle.

Meanwhile, Lyon also has four Servants fighting.

However, in Charité's battle, it was three against two, while in Lyon's battle, it was three against one.

Jeanne Alter raised her Noble Phantasm.

As "Joan of Arc," she possessed saintly qualities and methods to avoid harm.

The Lord's protection.

Siegfried is fighting swordsmen and cavalry.

Jeanne Alter stood unharmed on the ground, while the dragon she rode was reduced to ashes and destroyed just after Siegfried unleashed his Noble Phantasm.

Having just unleashed his Noble Phantasm in anger and lacking a Master as a source of magical energy, Siegfried, though still valiant in battle, quickly found himself at a disadvantage due to his depleted and unreplenished magical power.

The swordsman was incredibly fast, and almost every strike he landed left a bloody hole in Siegfried's body.

Siegfried's other Noble Phantasm, Dragon Blood Armor, can defend, but only when he has magic power.

clang!

The sword and the cross clashed, producing a crisp, metallic sound.

Siegfried took a breath.

The two Heroic Spirits opposite are undoubtedly extremely powerful. As for the black Heroic Spirit that has found another two-legged dragon and flown into the sky, we don't know what kind of Heroic Spirit it is, but its strength is probably not weak either.

Jeanne Alter looked at the swordsman who was still putting up a stubborn resistance with a smile on her lips.

This battle won't be over for long...

Fujimaru Ritsuka was dumbfounded as she watched Lawrence waving diamonds around his hands, creating a whooshing sound.

Didn't you say that you were useless in direct combat?

What you're doing now is nothing!

Lawrence cast a magic buff on himself, added an enchantment, and then engaged the Assassin in direct combat.

Joan of Arc, who was assisting from the side, was very surprised.

Miss Lawrence has small fists and thin arms and legs, yet she has this level of close combat ability!

The diamonds and the claw scepter collided, and sparks could even be seen.

"It's good to have some hot food after warming up." The Assassin maintained his elegance, even though the wound on his head from Lawrence's hammer blow was bleeding.

"Stop talking such wishful thinking, Camilla, the heroic spirit." Lawrence grinned, revealing his teeth.

She tried using magic to add some spikes to her diamond fist, but she couldn't do anything more delicate, since this was in battle.