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

At this moment, Siegfried was lying on the ground, the swordsman's longsword piercing his shoulder and embedded in the ground.

He was too badly injured to stand up and continue fighting.

Jeanne Alter chuckled.

"Is this what they call a hero?"

"It's really ugly."

With a swift movement, Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) crushed Siegfried's chest.

The dragon-slaying hero sighed and muttered to himself, "I'm sorry..."

The spirit core was crushed, and Siegfried vanished into golden particles with a burst of light.

Saber, the Heroic Spirit summoned by the Counter Force, Siegfried, departs the stage.

"How humiliating, so humiliating," Jeanne Alter muttered, feeling no pleasure whatsoever, only a sense of disappointment.

"I sense something's off with Berserk Assassin and Berserk Lancer. Let's go check them out," she commanded, activating her senses.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Jeanne Alter frowned.

The berserk Lancer could sense that something was rushing towards him, while Assassin had already disappeared from his perception.

More importantly, the berserk state I had inflicted on them both seems to have been cleared away?

What... is going on?

Jeanne d'Arc Alter's face was ashen.

She commanded the berserk swordsmen and berserk cavalry, "Hurry up, let's get over there!"

......

Lawrence took a few deep breaths and felt his magic power increase slightly.

Several people sat cross-legged on the ground, with Camilla, who was bound by a gemstone, beside them. Lawrence had applied a little binding magic.

After all, they can still be considered hostile Servants, so restricting their movement is necessary.

“Camilla and that berserker came to us with a very clear purpose this time, so it must have been the hostile me who used the power of the Arbiter to investigate our situation. I’m sorry.” Jeanne looked very downcast.

“Miss Jeanne, there’s no need to apologize. After all, that’s not the you who’s here right now,” Mash comforted her.

"Don't worry, I've created a set of armor that can block out that so-called 'reconnaissance right' from a certain distance. Now that we're already equipped with it and have run so far, there shouldn't be any major problems," Lawrence said with a smile, easing his fatigue.

"What are your thoughts on Camilla, Master?" Lawrence asked, looking at Camilla who was bound hand and foot by crystal.

Fujimaru Ritsuka scratched the back of her head.

Everyone was weighing the pros and cons.

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Chapter 239 The Contract, The New Servant

Camilla opened her eyes and saw several pairs of eyes watching intently.

"......?" Camilla was stunned, then suddenly remembered that she seemed to have been knocked unconscious.

So... I've been captured?

But if you're clearly an enemy Servant, why don't you get rid of yourself?

If the other party were a man, it would be easier to explain why they captured her. However, Lawrence, Mashu, Jeanne d'Arc, Ritsuka—they are all women, so they can't do that kind of thing.

"Why did you capture me here?" Bound by the gems and still feeling weak, Camilla could only ask.

Hmm? My berserk state seems to have disappeared?

Camilla was a little confused.

Joan of Arc coughed twice: "Um, Miss Camilla, or should I call you Lady Bathory?"

"...Whatever you like, but I prefer to be called Camilla." Camilla was surprisingly relaxed despite being in enemy territory.

Lawrence looked at Camilla and blinked.

"What's wrong, Miss who saw through my real name? Is there something you want to say to me?" Camilla wasn't wearing a mask, and her smile was alluring.

“We want to know some information, and... ask you some other questions.” Lawrence didn’t mince words and asked directly.

"Aren't you getting a little too arrogant?" Camilla was smiling, but she seemed ready to unleash the Iron Maiden at any moment, exuding a dangerous aura.

"No matter what, I am still your enemy. Although I have fallen into your hands, I still retain some respect for my Master and dignity as a Heroic Spirit." Camilla's dangerous gaze remained fixed on Fujimaru Ritsuka, because she understood that this girl was the one who spoke for her.

"Besides, you don't need to tell me about encountering difficulties or crises. I'm not that kind. I'm just a vampire who likes to drink the blood of young girls." She smiled contemptuously, trying to shatter Fujimaru Ritsuka's resolute gaze.

Dr. Roman's small screen reappeared, and he sighed, "Ah, it seems the first plan has failed."

Mashu nodded: "Yes, after all, she is also a Heroic Spirit and a strong person. Before we could even say anything, she shut us down."

“I heard everything.” Dr. Roman pursed his lips and turned to look at Lawrence. “Then, Miss Lawrence, I’m counting on you.”

“I understand, Mash, Jeanne d'Arc. Please protect the Master at close range.” Lawrence smiled confidently.

"What are you going to do?" Camilla wasn't flustered, just a little curious.

Lawrence walked up to Camilla, followed by Fujimaru Ritsuka, while Mash and Jeanne followed warily to the side.

Lawrence did not reply to Camilla's words. Instead, he silently conjured more than a dozen gem-encrusted blades and slammed his diamond fist into Camilla's chest.

puff!

The Blood Beauty coughed up a mouthful of blood.

She wanted to say something, but before she could utter a word, the jeweled blade pierced through her chest and penetrated her spiritual core.

She paused, then smiled: "It's better to be straightforward, ah... it's really a short trip, hmm?"

"Miss Lawrence, because of the collapse of the spirit core, Miss Camilla's contract with her Master has been broken. Now is the time!" Although Jeanne was weakened, she was still able to sense the situation of the Servant at such a close distance.

Half of Camilla's body had turned into spirit particles and was about to dissipate.

Lawrence took off a bottle of gem potion from around his neck and sprinkled it on Camilla.

This is a very high-level healing magic.

Fujimaru Ritsuka reached out her hand from behind Mash and Jeanne, her fingertips touching Camilla's shattered spirit core.

A fragmented sense of contract came through, but the effect of Lawrence's magic on Camilla lasted only a short time, less than a second, due to the shattered spirit core.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes lit up as the magic at her fingertips finally made contact with Camilla's shattered, barely remaining spirit core.

"In the name of the Command Seal, Assassin, come to life!"

The Command Seal on the back of her hand lit up, turning into magic power that quickly replenished Camilla's spirit core, forcibly repairing the shattered core.

Camilla, who had vanished to the point where only her ankles remained visible, paused for a fleeting moment.

Then--

It grew back from my ankle.

Camilla stood still.

???

The doctor on the small screen exclaimed excitedly, "Ah, it looks like it worked!"

"Mash, don't put down your shield yet," Lawrence reminded him.

Camilla lowered her head, looked at her hands, and then moved her arms.

She looked up at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who was already hiding in the crevice.

I've been... forced to change Masters?

......

Having already joined forces with the berserk lancer, Jeanne d'Arc Alter felt the contract break and smacked her lips.

"What's wrong, my Master?" Vlad III, the Berserker Lancer who had been put into Berserk mode again and whose class had changed, asked.

"My contract with the Dark One has been severed. I guess... he's probably already dead." Jeanne Alter was somewhat annoyed.

The group remained at the site of the recent battle, but there was no sign of Fujimaru Ritsuka or the others; they had probably already fled far away.

“…Let’s go back first.” Jeanne Alter thought for a moment and then ordered, “I need information on these Servants now. I estimate that some of them are Servants who can create Mystic Codes that can block information, and I can’t track their location right now.”

"Yes," the three berserker servants replied.

......

Camilla has already been killed once.

She sat by the campfire, looking up at the sky through the gaps in the leaves.

She was killed once, and then forcibly saved just as she was about to disappear, and incidentally, her Master was changed.

She's starting to question the meaning of life.

However, she was an easygoing person and quickly adapted to her situation.

"Can you freely manipulate magic?" Lawrence walked up from behind and asked with a smile.

Camilla looked at Lawrence with an expression that suggested he was an idiot.

"In order to increase our combat strength, we discussed it and wanted to try to recruit you to our side." Lawrence poked at the flames in the campfire. "At first, we tried to persuade you with words, but it is obvious that you will not give us that opportunity, so we adopted the second plan."

“A boring and malicious plan,” Camilla scoffed at Lawrence, but she had no intention of making a move.

Since they are now serving the same Master, there is no need for them to fight.

"...Let me tell you about the intelligence we have first. In exchange, we hope to learn some intelligence about the enemy from you."

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Chapter 240 The Entrusted Gaze

"Is that so? So this is what happened on the battlefield in Sharitai...?"

"A Servant exactly like me, heh ...