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

Lawrence patted Joan on the shoulder: "So, what's our next course of action?"

“To Lyon.” Joan of Arc smiled. “Madame Bathory said there was a lone servant there, and even though he was surrounded by three men, I still want to go and check on the situation.”

“Understood. Let’s go then.” Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, smiling confidently.

......

"It seems a battle has taken place here, Mary," a strangely dressed but elegant man said to the gorgeous woman beside him, sensing the slightly chaotic magical energy in the air.

"Hmm! Amadeus, you're a magician, you must be able to sense it, right?" The gorgeous woman maintained a cheerful smile at all times.

“Of course, Mary.” Mozart waved his hand, as if conducting.

He took Mary's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go find the one who will save France!"

Mozart and Marie followed the footprints and headed out of the city.

......

Jeanne Alter stood on the back of Vortigern Fafnir, who had been modified by Gilles de Rais, her brow furrowed.

The black aura is so thick, it's obstructing my vision...

Moreover, being enveloped by the sea monster reduced the comfort of riding by a level.

The "passenger" behind still occasionally let out a couple of cries under the sea monster.

Jeanne Alter jumped off the dragon's back and looked at Gilles de Rais: "I think this change was a failure."

Gilles de Rae's laughter was eerie: "Heh heh, my Holy Virgin, although the riding experience may indeed be less comfortable than before, in terms of combat power, the Evil Dragon has improved by several levels."

"Although this isn't Britain, and Vortigern's power can't be enhanced, Fafnir's body is definitely much stronger than before, and with my Sea Demon abilities added in, hehehehe..."

"Tsk." Jeanne Alter understood that the flying experience was unimportant and could only accept it. "It doesn't matter. Anyway, there won't be any living people left in France soon."

“As your admirer, I look forward to that day.” Gilles de Rais bowed deeply in respect.

Jeanne Alter walked past Gilles de Rais without a word.

"Send out the three Servants I just summoned and continue the order to slaughter them."

“I understand, my holy virgin.”

Inside the main hall, the three summoned Servants had already been put into a berserk state.

A man floating in mid-air, hugging himself, wriggled strangely.

A white-haired man wearing a dark green trench coat stood silently in place, holding an unusual knife.

The man with reddish-brown hair, dressed in knight's armor, gripped his rapier tightly.

A glint of light flashed in Dion's eyes as he stood on the other side, watching the berserk swordsman.

......

Lyon.

Dr. Roman said regretfully, "There are no more Servants responding in this city..."

“He must have been killed.” Lawrence, who was present at the scene, felt it even more deeply. “The residual magic here tells me that a fierce battle took place, and... there is a lot of residual magic here. I guess that lone Servant left behind left here.”

“Although I don’t know if he was one of my comrades who rebelled against the Black Ones, I know he was a rebel, so,” Jeanne sighed deeply, “Rest in peace, unknown servant.”

"Wait, a follower has approached Lyon at great speed and is already outside the city!" Dr. Roman's voice suddenly rang out like an explosion in everyone's ears.

A knight in silver armor, wielding a strange longsword, ran.

His eyes seemed veiled in a black mist; his goal was to wipe out the remaining living people in Lyon.

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Chapter 242 Servant Battle, Super Speed ​​Assassin

The knight stood on the city wall, looking at the ruins and broken walls inside the city, speechless.

He should have been a knight protecting the people, but he was put into a berserk state and ordered to slaughter the people.

Berserk took hold of the knight's eyes.

In a daze, he seemed to see a shield inside the city.

call.

With a push of his feet, the knight vanished from the spot.

“Mashu, at your three o’clock position!” Dr. Roman reminded him.

Mashu quickly looked to her side.

call.

A fleeting afterimage flashed by.

Mashu stared in disbelief at the newcomer.

Short, reddish-brown hair, a thin face, and eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

He was clad in bright silver armor, with a short cloak draped over one shoulder, and held a blunt, straight sword in his hand, staring intently at Mash.

"Be careful!" Lawrence had already conjured gem blades, which flew around her.

Camilla squinted at the rider and reminded him, "He has been put into a berserk state."

“Miss Camilla, is this the Servant who served Jeanne Alter before?” Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, standing behind Mash.

“I don’t remember. It must have been summoned by that woman again.” Camilla shook her head.

For some reason, Mashu sensed a familiar aura emanating from this knight servant.

"You are... no, you... are not..." The knight servant spoke haltingly, possibly due to the effects of berserk mode.

"...What?" Mashu saw the other party speak and thought that they were willing to negotiate. She had just opened her mouth when she saw the tip of the sword thrusting directly towards her.

Ping!

A crisp sound rang out as sword and shield clashed, startling Mash.

"The other party is an Assassin's Servant, although they look a lot like Saber. Be very careful!" Dr. Roman's system detected this.

The knight's feet moved, and with a brief acceleration, he became a blur, disappearing from the spot in an instant.

"Joan of Arc, she's with you!" Lawrence had placed several crystals around the area before arriving, just in case of a battle.

This crystal field can easily monitor magical energy movements, and it's coming in handy now.

Joan of Arc brandished her banner and deflected the straight sword that was thrust at her.

"This speed is too exaggerated..." Lawrence monitored the movement of the enemy's magic position, but it was precisely because he monitored it that he was even more alarmed.

Such terrifying speed! Except for the initial acceleration, you can barely see the person; they're just afterimages.

Lawrence's pupils contracted, and he instantly conjured a diamond fist, which he held in front of his chest.

but--

Click!

The diamond could not withstand the immense force from a single sharp point and shattered in less than a second.

The spikes lessened slightly, but their target remained Lawrence's heart.

Lawrence gritted his teeth, looking down at the longsword aimed straight for his spirit core, unable to think of a good way to avoid it.

Just then, a golden humanoid object swung over and smashed the knight away.

The Iron Maiden was dragged by chains and returned to the hands of the stern-faced Camilla.

"Thank you, Mrs. Bathory... That was close, I almost had to walk off the stage." Lawrence, sweating profusely, looked at Camilla.

Camilla ignored Lawrence and swung the Iron Maiden again.

This is her Noble Phantasm; although it is heavy, she uses it with ease.

The knight servant got up from the ground and looked at Camilla, who had just hit him.

Mash wanted to engage in close combat with the knight servant, just like she had done when she fought the white-haired servant.

But before the shield could fall, the knight servant accelerated away from the spot, once again becoming a blur.

"This speed is really troublesome..." Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes couldn't keep up with the knight's running speed.

Iron Maiden hurled her attack at the knight's intended landing point, but it was easily dodged.

"Troublesome..." Camilla was getting a little annoyed by the knight.

Gemstone blades have spread all over the field. Lawrence's magic power is depleted, and he has used almost all of his magic power to condense gemstone blades, which have spread to almost everyone around him.

These jeweled blades should cause you some trouble, knight, shouldn't they?

Bindu stared expressionlessly at the thousands of spinning blades.

You think you can prevent me from attacking just this much...?

Snapped.

The sound of armor hitting the ground rang out.

The knight removed his armor and threw it on the ground, revealing his upper body, which was only covered by his inner lining.

Then, it disappeared from the spot.

"Watch out above!" Dr. Roman's voice came urgently!

Everyone involuntarily looked up.

The knight's feet shimmered with magical light as he ran into the sky.

His gaze, sharp and menacing like that of an eagle, was fixed intently on Camilla.

"Camilla, his target is you, and he's already unleashing his Noble Phantasm!" Lawrence sensed the gathering of magical energy and shouted sharply in Camilla's direction.

"A swordsman as swift as a hawk—"

"I respectfully present to the King and my colleagues the praise for the swift and straight sword."

"Just watch as your demise unfolds."