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

Then you will surely grow into someone worthy of that shield.

What a pity, summoned so pathetically, and yet not even allowed a single word of advice for the younger generation...

"What a disgrace..."

The knight turned into specks of light and vanished into the air.

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Chapter 248 The Glory Within the Lily Crown

Saint Martha sat on Tarasque's back with her eyes closed, showing no reaction to Bindu's departure.

Her saintly state of mind allowed her to maintain a sliver of rationality even in a high-level berserk state, but...

It's getting harder and harder to think, damn it...

She held a cross-shaped steel weapon in her hand, the veins on the back of her hand bulging.

Bindu, transformed into golden magical particles, is riding a newly born evil dragon as he arrives.

Above the sky, black smoke billowed, and enormous wings swept across the heavens, carrying a destructive aura as they headed straight for their destination.

“Bindu’s contract reaction has disappeared… I wonder if he has been captured again or destroyed.” Jeanne Alter muttered to herself, her eyes narrowing slightly.

The giant dragon shrouded in black mist was accompanied by a large number of bipedal wyverns.

Jeanne Alter brought more than one Servant with her on this mission.

Martha and Bindu were only sent out as the advance team because of their speed, but now it seems that the enemy's strength is obviously not weak.

On the back of the wyvern beside them, Vlad III, the knight Dion, and another summoned Dark Knight rode silently through the air.

The remaining few berserk Servants, the berserk mage Gilles de Rais, remained at Orleans Castle, as did the berserk archers. As for the other berserk Dark One, Jeanne Alter had already sent out to slaughter ordinary civilians.

She wants this France that betrayed her, and the people who betrayed her God.

They were all burned to ashes by the flames of revenge.

Martha could no longer control herself.

"I will fight you." Martha opened her eyes, looking at the ground, her eyes vacant, but it was clear that she was trying hard to suppress something.

The group of people surrounding Marda and Tarask immediately tensed up.

The enhancement effect from the Command Seal disappeared, and Camilla took a deep breath.

"The sense of power has faded... but the effects of the magic are still there." Both Lawrence's and Mozart's amplification magic are area-of-effect magics that can be maintained for a long time.

"My lovely young master, the mission is complete." Camilla appeared behind Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"Yes! That battle was really intense!" Fujimaru Ritsuka affirmed.

But Marda had become frenzied, and Tarask, who was sitting on her, roared along with her.

"I can no longer control myself."

"So, fight me."

The saintess's magical power, along with her malevolent aura, was extremely intense, and her face was contorted in a ferocious expression.

"I won't hold back!"

"The enemy you are facing controls the most powerful dragon species," Martha wanted to finish her sentence. "If even I cannot defeat her, you will not be able to kill her, to kill that monster."

"The dragon slayer is dead! You must prove your strength!" Martha was no longer speaking, but roaring with a hint of rage. "Kill me! Only then can you prove your strength and be worthy to fight for humanity's history!"

Finally, his berserk fighting desires overwhelmed his reason as a saint.

"Roar—" the armored dragon Tarasque roared.

Mash raised her shield, almost head-on to meet Tarasque's attack.

Martha, brandishing the cross, leaped off the dragon's back.

Joan of Arc stood up with Martha, but almost instantly she was at a disadvantage.

Although they are all referred to as "saints" or "holy women".

However, judging solely from the perspective of strength, Martha, who was able to force Tarasque, the son of Leviathan, to submit through force, is clearly superior, especially since Jeanne d'Arc is currently in a weakened state as an incomplete Servant.

Camilla attempted to ambush Martha from behind, but Martha's close-combat abilities, relying solely on instinct, were nothing like those of a Rider who relies on Noble Phantasm effects.

The steel cross was swung around, leaving afterimages. Martha gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot, like a wild beast.

Each strike was imbued with immense force, and he single-handedly forced his two Servants, Jeanne d'Arc and Carmilla, to retreat in defeat.

Mash and Lawrence are fighting the armored dragon Tarasque, and the situation is equally dire.

Even if it's weakened, a dragon is still a dragon.

Lawrence used almost every last bit of his magic to manipulate the gem blade and assist Mash in the main battle.

If he had enough magic, a high-quality diamond fist could barely support Lawrence in close combat to a certain extent, but now, Lawrence has already used up all of his magic.

Mash brandished her shield. Tarasque was far larger than any human, so her strength was naturally immense.

Even with the aid of dual-field magic, Mash could only barely defend herself from Tarasque's power and be knocked away.

Mary, riding her jeweled horse, watched the battle unfold and sighed.

Chaldea is at a near-total disadvantage.

The jeweled horse gleamed, and even the queen would feel a fury that evoked fear in ordinary people.

The battlefield was silently enveloped by a blue light curtain.

Flowers, flowers everywhere, blooming unrestrainedly.

The flowers are in full bloom, a sight to behold.

The ethereal queen, riding a legendary crystal horse, gazed solemnly at the dragon.

"Flowers, bloom!"

The jeweled horses began to gallop.

It fell from the sky to the ground.

As the horse's hooves landed, sharp crystals grew from the spot where they were trampled.

"Keep dancing!"

The queen murmured softly, blowing a kiss, but her eyes held no smile.

"Even if I am merely a queen with no fighting ability, I will still go!"

The jeweled horse galloped wildly, trampling around Tarasque and onto Tarasque's body.

The crystal bound the dragon and wounded it.

"The Glory Within the Crown of Lilies (Guillotine Breaker)!!!!!!!!!"

The queen propelled her incredible mount, which throbbed wildly.

Click—click—

Tarask roared.

The crystal shattered as it multiplied wildly.

"Roar—" Tarasque roared in pain, for the crystal possessed magical power.

Tarasque, struck directly by Mary's Noble Phantasm, collapsed weakly to the ground.

On the contrary, Lawrence, Mashu, Mozart, and Jeanne d'Arc and Camilla, who came into contact with the crystal, all felt that their injuries seemed to have healed somewhat.

"Truly a beautiful treasure." Lawrence exclaimed sincerely.

Besides his wife, his greatest love in life was jewelry, especially the various jewels in jewelry.

"While inflicting devastating damage on the enemy, it also provides gentle healing to our side... Is this Miss Mary's Noble Phantasm?" Mashu watched this beautiful scene, catching a falling crystal in her hand.

Mary was somewhat weak. Her Noble Phantasm was similar to Lawrence's, with an extremely high consumption of magic power.

Tarasque was on the verge of death, and Martha, as his master, was naturally greatly affected.

Martha's primary role as a cavalry follower was Tarasque, which directly led to her weakening.

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Chapter 249 The Black Wings in the Sky

Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly placed her hand on Lawrence, who was in the worst condition at the moment, and also held Mash's hand. Mary also ran over and joined Ritsuka.

Ritsuka: I am a ruthless magic output machine.

Feeling the magic power fading away, Fujimaru Ritsuka smiled.

I am the Master, unable to fight. So let me provide the most stable support from the rear.

After Tarask's death, Marda's strength plummeted.

However, Joan of Arc was still no match for Martha; the saint's body was simply too strong.

"Let's end this battle quickly! My magic radar has detected a massive magic source carrying at least four Servants heading towards you!" Roman's voice was urgent.

"That level of magical power... it's undoubtedly monstrous! Martha is absolutely right!"

"So, if you can, run as fast as you can! There's absolutely no way you can beat them right now! Run!"

Roman's voice trembled.

It wasn't fear or terror, but simply shock and anxiety.

The fact that the magic radar can detect it means that the distance is already very close.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was also very anxious.

She was integrating the information in her mind.

Jeanne Alter is undoubtedly powerful.

Leaving aside Jeanne Alter herself and the other Servants who were subjected to the Berserk state, the existence mentioned by Martha and Camilla alone would be enough to easily tear Chaldea apart.