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

boom--

The evil dragon's slashing claws were blocked.

"Mash, get out of here!" Fujimaru Ritsuka looked up and saw that the two giant beasts had begun to fight. To avoid being caught in the crossfire, they had to leave.

Lawrence took a deep breath.

“Holy Maiden, you are worthy of your title.” She looked at Tarasque, whose physique was in no way inferior to Fafnir’s, with admiration.

She hadn't made a move since the start of the war, all for the sake of setting up the magic arena and for this moment.

"All the magic, all the magic."

Lawrence marched onto the battlefield belonging to the dragons.

She smiled, and her feet turned into crystal.

"I have staked all my achievements and dedication on this moment."

Her legs turned into crystal.

Tarasque scratched a huge, laceration into Fafner's chest.

"Just watch, this achievement rivals that of a god!"

Below her neck, everything had turned into crystal, yet Lawrence continued to walk, elegant and glamorous.

"Shine!"

Two enormous creatures spewed flames at each other, creating rolling heat waves.

Lawrence transformed into a dazzling crystal.

She pointed her finger at the dragon's battlefield.

“Luxury without limits, harmful without end (Non c'era mancanza di interni ed esterni)”.

Unlike his previous Noble Phantasm release, Lawrence has added some "ingredients" to this Noble Phantasm.

This Noble Phantasm is targeted at "dragons".

Lawrence brought his "genius" from when he was still human to the Throne of Heroes.

"This isn't a Noble Phantasm against humans, it's a Noble Phantasm against dragons."

It was incredibly dazzling, absolutely dazzling, the light enveloped the entire battlefield. Lawrence had been expanding the magic arena all for this moment.

Fafnir suddenly screamed in terror, and the output of the black energy around her became extremely unstable.

Even the energetic bipedal dragons became listless in an instant.

Tarasic, which was identified as an ally—

call.

The armored dragon exhaled, its aura filled with bloodlust and madness, as it looked at its only opponent.

The sense of power was almost overflowing, and the magic was incredibly abundant.

"Whether it's for the sake of the boss, or for the sake of humanity," the dragon opened its mouth, its voice booming like thunder, "I must kill you!"

Fafner couldn't understand it, nor could she listen to it.

It twisted and rolled, seemingly in pain and itching all over, letting out painful howls.

hold head high----

Tarasque didn't hesitate and went straight for it with its horn.

Fafner launched a furious counterattack.

However, this counterattack was clearly just a final frenzy before self-destruction.

Tarasque roared menacingly, and the giant beasts clashed once more.

After seeing Kiyohime do her best to stop Fafnir, Camilla and Elizabeth changed their target.

With their power, even if they were to confront the evil dragon, they would only be easy prey.

Therefore, they need to do something more useful.

After Giorgios and Atalanta fought to a draw, Camilla and Elizabeth arrived to provide support.

Atalanta was quickly forced to retreat under the siege of the three Servants.

The three Servants who had defeated Atalanta quickly approached the dragon's battlefield.

Lawrence disappeared after unleashing his Noble Phantasm.

Finally, the group found Lawrence, who was nearly killed by the wyvern.

Although the wyvern has been weakened, Lawrence is now in an unprecedentedly vulnerable state.

Releasing a Noble Phantasm already requires an enormous amount of magical power, and now it's being used against a dragon.

Lawrence was completely drained. After unleashing this Noble Phantasm with terrifying effects, he unsurprisingly fell into a deep coma. If it weren't for Camilla and the other two discovering him, he might have already been eliminated.

The war has continued until now, and everyone's crystal potions have been used up.

"Where is it? The bottle Lawrence left for himself?" Camilla searched anxiously.

Giorgios remained silent for two seconds.

"Perhaps, in order to accumulate more magic power, she never prepared her own share from beginning to end."

Camilla paused.

"Tsk, that reckless bastard..." Camilla opened the Iron Maiden, put away the spikes inside, stuffed Lawrence inside, and said to Elizabeth and Georgios, "You two go and support other places. There are still many wyverns. Even though they have been weakened, their numbers should not be underestimated. I'm going to find the Master. Lawrence is so badly injured that he needs to receive treatment from the Master."

......

Jeanne Alter and Jeanne d'Arc Alter are still fighting.

Neither of them paid attention to anything on the battlefield; they just argued and fought at the same time.

To be precise, it should be said that Jeanne Alter was constantly trying to break down Jeanne's psychological defenses.

When the banners crossed, the French banner had already overwhelmed the banner of the evil dragon.

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Chapter 266 The Question No One Answers.

“Master.” Camilla suddenly emerged from the shadows, clutching the heavy Iron Maiden in her hand.

“Miss Camilla.” Mash tried to take the Iron Maiden from Camilla’s hands.

Camilla looked at Mash, hesitated for a moment, and then activated the Iron Maiden.

Fujimaru Ritsuka bears the responsibility of providing magical energy to all her Servants, and even though she is just a magical energy transfer station, she is exhausted.

“Miss Lawrence!” Fujimaru Ritsuka exclaimed.

Lawrence was in a deep coma at this point, and even though he was unconscious, his brows were furrowed.

Her gorgeous dress was now tattered and torn, her long, flowing, wine-red hair was stained with blood, and her body was covered in numerous lacerations.

Wyverns don't lose their will to fight just because they're weak. As long as they're alive, these abominable creatures will keep attacking everything they see.

Fujimaru Ritsuka anxiously said to Mash, "Be vigilant about the surroundings and don't let those wyverns get close."

"Yes, Master!"

"Miss Camilla, please continue to support the other battlefields."

"I understand." Camilla vanished again.

Fujimaru Ritsuka activated the magic circuit and placed her hands on Lawrence's body.

While transmitting magical power, he also distracted himself to perform healing magic.

"Please hang in there... Miss Lawrence..." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at this beautiful older sister, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain caused by the lack of magic power, squeezing out all the functions she had as a Master.

In the distance, Marsh was battling countless wyverns.

......

"Woo-woo, hoo-hoo..."

The young-looking vampire roared weakly.

From within the body of the vampire king opposite, more than a dozen "stakes" extended out, and Simonetta was already exerting all his strength just by blocking.

In her drowsy state, a question arose in the girl's not-so-sharp mind.

What am I fighting for...?

“Give up, my young and beautiful kind.” A strange smile appeared on Vlad III’s disfigured face.

The battlefield situation had now reversed, but Vlad III remained completely oblivious.

Why fight...?

Simonetta swung his claws away at a stake, his mind filled with doubt.

In my previous life, I was probably just a sheltered young lady who had absolutely no connection to violence...

Why fight here?

Simonetta suddenly recalled the first two years after he arrived in Florence.

At that time, her beauty had not yet been fully revealed, nor was it contested by the brothers Lorenzo and Giuliano.

She was just one of many young women who followed the trend and came to Florence from Genoa.

Harley's sister, the Ovis family, had taken her in for a period of time, intending to mold her into a model in Florence.

She did succeed; she not only became a model but also became the object of desire for two of the most prestigious people in Florence.

But what was I doing before becoming a model...?

Ah, I think I remember some of it now.

When I was a kid, I was always a tomboy...

Even if it later became the artistic prototype of the goddess Venus, it cannot change the fact.