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

"Stop! Stop right now!" Camilla slammed open a wyvern, frantically trying to stop Elizabeth's actions.

But it was too late. A shadow resembling a speaker appeared behind Elizabeth, and magic gathered at Elizabeth's mouth.

"I'm going in! Let them all scream in agony!" Elizabeth said, her magic reaching its peak.

Then, it poured out wildly.

This is the Noble Phantasm of Elizabeth's Heroic Spirit.

"Báthory Erzsébet, the Blood Demoness!!!!!"

Seeing that she couldn't stop it, Camilla quickly opened the Iron Maiden, retracted the spikes, and then crawled inside before closing it again without hesitation.

Simonetta also thought the speaker behind Elizabeth looked pretty good.

"ah--------!!!!!"

A massive sonic wave erupted from Elizabeth's mouth, carrying a destructive quality and a suicidal tone, blasting out with pure magic.

The wyverns that were hit were instantly shattered into pieces by the magic. The remaining wyverns that were not directly hit by the magic sound waves frantically tried to escape, but the sound gnawed into their ears like a leech.

In the end, at least half of the wyverns in the air were directly blasted to death by Elizabeth's Noble Phantasm, and half of the remaining half lay on the ground foaming at the mouth, clearly incapacitated. Only a small portion managed to escape this terrifying hell.

Simonetta: %&#￥#@￥@&#……%￥%

Although she wasn't standing in the path of the Noble Phantasm's release, Simonetta, affected by the sound, was still unable to resist the overwhelming "power" of Elizabeth's Noble Phantasm. Her eyes had turned into circles, and she lay on the ground unconscious.

A hand emerged from the Iron Maiden lying on the other side.

Camilla covered her head, feeling dazed and confused.

She helped the Iron Maiden to her feet, suppressing the urge to vomit, and angrily scolded Elizabeth, "Look what you've done, you bastard! Simon has already fainted!"

Elizabeth, having unleashed her Noble Phantasm, was a bit short on mana, but she would never back down in a verbal battle with Camilla: "You old hag, tell me what I should have done back then? Just watched us get devoured by wyverns?"

The two started arguing again.

While unconscious, Simonetta murmured something.

"Little Elizabeth's Noble Phantasm... is so rubbish..."

......

The two teams sent out by Fujimaru Ritsuka to search for the Heroic Spirits eventually returned to Thiel's camp.

Not only did they fail to find the heroic spirits, they also gained several wounded soldiers.

Fujimaru Ritsuka: Senior Citizens' Subway Mobile Phone.

Lawrence sighed: "Indeed, this kind of situation is quite common in France these days."

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the little eggplant lying on the ground and felt a little sorry for it: "I'm sorry, I was a bit presumptuous."

“This is not the Master’s fault.” Camilla sat on the stool, still feeling nauseous. Elizabeth’s Noble Phantasm was just too terrifying. “It’s just a mess that some grass lizard made.”

"Stop arguing. Let Lawrence and me handle the healing." As a saintess, Martha naturally knew healing magic.

Lawrence nodded and joined in the treatment.

Mashu and Simonetta were more seriously injured, while the others still had some fighting ability.

Mary smiled and said, "Then, during this period of time, I think we still cannot give up the mission of finding lone Heroic Spirits."

Jeanne d'Arc, her heart heavy, nodded: "Yes, so Master, let's form a team and set off to search this time."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, holding Mash's hand, learned some medical magic after arriving at Chaldea.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then, Miss Mary, Miss Jeanne, Miss Camilla, and Miss Kiyohime, may the task of continuing the exploration be entrusted to the three of you?"

"I'm fine." Camilla just felt a little nauseous, nothing serious.

Kiyohime was reluctant to part, but she still agreed, since she was in the best condition right now.

Joan of Arc and Mary naturally accepted.

Lawrence and Martha were in charge of treating the wounded. Mozart was also injured, as Sanson had slashed him almost all the way. Elizabeth was in charge of guarding the castle.

Martha's power was slightly weaker than before, as she was gradually transferring her spirit origin to her mount, the armored dragon Tarasque.

Ordinary wild beasts would not be able to withstand such a transfer, but Tarasque is a dragon, so naturally he can withstand it.

But the final outcome of the transfer...

Marda gave Tarask a very important order that he absolutely must not utter.

In a certain city.

A man with bronze armor, long brown hair, and a tough appearance is fighting a wyvern while wielding a longsword.

At the city entrance, a figure holding a rapier was slowly walking towards him.

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Chapter 260 The Death of the Lily

Jordius is fighting a wyvern.

Astron possesses terrifying lethality against dragons, and wyverns, with their diluted dragon bloodline, are naturally vulnerable to Astron's special attacks.

A knight dressed in magnificent rapier appeared at the end of the street, surrounded by fleeing civilians. The knight stood out conspicuously in the middle.

Joltius was focused on fighting the wyvern and paid no attention to the knight's approach.

D'Eon is an upright knight, but at this moment, he is deeply mired in the abyss of madness.

With incredible speed, D'Eon charged toward Georgios.

puff-

"Ugh—" Giorgios cried out in pain.

Dion's sword pierced deeply into his chest from his back.

They accurately located Giorgios's soul core.

but.

Giorgios leaped up, and a white horse appeared beneath him. Giorgios clutched his chest, a few drops of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and distanced himself from the knight D'Eon.

“Continue the battle,” Knight Dion said quietly.

With his shattered spirit core repaired, Georgios warily watched D'Eon, who was still standing in the same spot.

Having already made a move, they were now enemies, and Jordius harbored no illusions.

As St. George, Giorgios was not a hesitant or weak person.

However, as a rider, Georgios' close combat skills are not outstanding, and he can only fight D'Eon on horseback.

However, although D'Eon used a rapier, perhaps due to his berserk state, each strike was incredibly heavy.

Georgios had no Master, and while dealing with D'Eon, he also had to protect the civilians from evacuation and be wary of attacks from wyverns. This battle was extremely exhausting.

In the end, Georgios, whose magic was severely depleted, collapsed.

"Lord..." he sighed weakly, leaning against the wall.

Dion remained silent, silently preparing to step forward and deliver the final blow to Georgios.

At that very moment, flames appeared in the sky.

A woman in green stood on a tall building, breathing flames.

Joan of Arc leaped from the rooftop and pierced a two-legged dragon with the sharp point of her banner.

Camilla and Marie also approached Dion and Georgios from the ground.

Mary looked at the young knight who had gone berserk, feeling grief-stricken and powerless.

“Dion…” she softly called the knight’s name.

Camilla hurled the Iron Maiden at D'Eon, stopping him from killing Georgios.

Dion nimbly retreated, dodging the Iron Maiden, and leaped onto an empty street.

She looked at the few riders who had suddenly arrived at the scene, and expressionlessly took something out of her bosom.

It was a small, tentacle-like thing.

That was a berserk caster, Gilles de Rais's sea monster.

Dion held the little sea monster in his hand and squeezed it tightly.

The little sea monster was squeezed until it was a bloody mess, and the spurting blood splattered onto Dion's face, giving his handsome face a bloody and eerie look.

Joan of Arc keenly sensed that after the little sea monster died, a magical force was transmitted from it.

“Be careful…he’s probably called for backup,” Joan warned, her expression tense.

"Tch, calling for backup." Camilla swung the Iron Maiden around unhappily, making a whooshing sound as she swung it.

Kiyohime stood atop it and asked, "That Servant doesn't seem to be planning to make a move. What should we do?"

Camilla opened the Iron Maiden and said to Georgios, "This unknown Servant, we are Servants from the human history faction. Please bear with us for now."

Giorgios nodded with difficulty: "It's alright, thank you."

Camilla retracted the thorn and put Giorgios into the Iron Maiden. Because Giorgios was very large, it took Camilla a lot of effort to stuff him in in a very unnatural position.

Georgios: ......

“Let’s try to retreat. Since he has called for reinforcements, it would be unwise to stay here.” Joan of Arc weighed the pros and cons and said, “Now, the decisive battle is just around the corner, and we must try to preserve our strength.”

Kiyohime, Mary, and Camilla all nodded. Given the current situation, the Servant had been found, and retreating was the best option.

But just as everyone showed signs of wanting to retreat, Dion drew his sword and charged forward.

After a few symbolic exchanges, just as Joan of Arc and her companions were about to deal with D'Eon, he distanced himself again, standing far away and continuing to watch Joan and her companions.

“This is really troublesome…” Joan of Arc looked at the knight D’Eon with a serious expression.

Knight D'Eon was already a formidable Heroic Spirit, and his strength was further enhanced by his Berserk state.

After a long silence, Mary stepped forward.

"Let me do it," the queen, as beautiful as a wild lily, said with a smile.