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

A roar came, and a tall figure came running out of the cave at high speed.

"This is—Berserker! Anno, be careful, this guy is strong! Even a Shadow Servant is strong!"

"Understood!"

The holy sword and the giant axe collided, sparks flying.

Anno is grappling with Berserker, Mash is fighting Archer, and Cú Chulainn is protecting two ordinary people, occasionally using rune magic to assist on the battlefield.

In the shadows, a pair of eyes observed everything.

Fujimaru Ritsuka observed the battlefield with extreme anxiety.

It's clear that even with its reduced stats, the Berserker is still incredibly strong and seems to possess a degree of immortality. Even though Anno stabbed Chalk into its chest, it was still alive and kicking.

She looked at the Command Seals on the back of her hand and gritted her teeth.

This is a narrow cave. Anno's Noble Phantasm has too large a killing range. If it were used here, everyone would probably be buried here.

She was thinking hard when suddenly a mocking voice rang out.

"General—we've succeeded!"

The gauntlet-clad arm swung towards Fujimaru Ritsuka's head.

In that instant, all Fujimaru Ritsuka saw was the fist growing ever larger.

It's over-

Assassin's fist was about to hit my head, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

"senior!"

"Master!"

Snapped.

A fist punches the palm.

It's Anno again.

He looked at the Eastern man with a mixture of lingering fear and relief in his eyes.

The man's eyes widened in disbelief: "How is this possible? Wasn't that Berserker already... what?"

He looked around, but Berserker was nowhere to be seen; he had clearly left the scene.

Anno smiled, but it was clear that his smile carried the fury of a volcanic meteor.

"Since I knew there were Assassins lying in ambush here, how could I not have noticed?" He gritted his teeth as he looked at the Assassin who had almost stolen his hometown.

Assassin tried to break free, but Anno didn't say a word.

The longsword pierced straight through Assassin's body, the blade protruding from behind, and his spirit core was completely shattered.

Assassin's eyes cleared, a hint of relief appearing on his face: "This sword is truly sharp..."

Anno silently watched Assassin, who had turned into golden specks of light.

"Remember my name, mighty swordsman... I am Tianqiaoxing, the Prodigal Yan Qing." Although Yan Qing was about to leave, his smile was carefree. "Be careful, the one inside is stronger than me..."

As the golden light faded, Yan Qing, the Assassin summoned against his will, was eliminated.

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Chapter 135 Mordred

After the rule-breaking Assassin Yan Qing was dealt with, the remaining Shadow Servants, including Archer who survived the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City, were also defeated by the three Servants within minutes.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, still sweating profusely, sat on the ground, panting heavily with lingering fear.

Olga Marie offered her comfort, which was unusual for her, but to little avail.

I almost died—

I almost died—

Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were somewhat vacant, her mouth was agape, and fear was written all over her face.

Mashu shook Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder, but it had no effect.

Cú Chulainn sighed.

Caster, who inherited the rune magic of Queen Scáthach of the Land of Shadows, has rune inscriptions and can still perform magic to restore spirit.

Fujimaru Ritsuka, now healed, finally came to her senses.

"I just..." She wiped away her cold sweat, still a little stunned.

Anno knelt on one knee, holding Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder, looking into her eyes that revealed weakness and fear.

"Master, please do not be afraid."

“Yes, little girl, don’t take it to heart. For a newcomer who has never been on the battlefield, you have done very well.” Cú Chulainn laughed heartily. “Many of our Celtic warriors have even fainted from fright when they were almost killed.”

Mashu, filled with remorse, said, "I'm sorry, senpai, it was my fault..."

However, having regained her composure, Fujimaru Ritsuka managed a weak smile and stroked Mash's face.

"Don't blame yourself, Mashu. I'm alright now."

She helped herself up from the stalactite and exhaled.

Honestly, Fujimaru Ritsuka, you still haven't prepared yourself.

This is the realm of heroic spirits, the battlefield of superhumans.

How could the last remaining Master of humanity act so cowardly?

I had actually anticipated this... I knew I would encounter this situation again in the future.

So, cheer up, Fujimaru Ritsuka.

Even though I can't fight on the front lines, I can at least not hold Mash and the others back.

After closing her eyes and resting for a minute, the "powerful" Fujimaru Ritsuka quickly adjusted her state.

She gave a relaxed smile: "Let's go, let's find King Arthur!"

She took the lead and walked at the very front.

Olga Marie also breathed a sigh of relief.

Anno and Cú Chulainn looked at the three girls walking ahead and both smiled with admiration.

"It seems we've chosen a pretty good Master, the great hero of Britain."

"Yes, the warriors of the Celtics."

However, even if you cheer up, the road ahead of you is definitely not an ordinary or simple one.

The two followed. According to the information they had, the enemy still had at least two Servants, and one of them was very likely to possess the Holy Grail.

Although it's unclear whether the singularity will be repaired after the Holy Grail War is won, it's the group's only goal at the moment.

They traveled through the cave for a while longer.

The group found a strange cave entrance.

Stepping inside, the first impression is one of spaciousness—a spaciousness that should never be found underground.

Olga Marie looked around: "It seems we didn't come to the wrong place. Not to mention Fuyuki in 2004, even in our time, such a space could not exist."

However, a beast's roar caught Anno's attention.

He looked at what was blocking their way and sighed.

"It really is you... Lord Mordred."

"This is a Servant's reaction! Class: Berserker!"

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Chapter 136 The Black Holy Light in the Distance

Before Chaldea lay a beast entwined in strange armor.

The armor, a mix of jet black and scarlet, resembled flesh and blood, with a thin mist of black energy swirling around it.

On its three limbs, one hand tightly gripping a red sword, it showed no human characteristics whatsoever; even its head consisted only of a mouth and sharp horns like those of a real wild beast.

But Anno recognized her.

Mordred, one of the Knights of the Round Table, the king's biological son, a loyal knight who denies evil.

Anno looked at the beast with sorrow and lament in his eyes.

The beast hissed and roared, as if intimidating.

"Eek!" Olga Marie looked at the monster made of black blood and red silver steel, and was a little scared.

"Lord Anno, you just said that this servant... is Mordred? Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table?" Roman's voice was somewhat incredulous.

Although it's a Servant's Spirit Origin, it looks like a Demonic Beast no matter how you look at it!

Anno nodded: "...Yes, I recognized her at a glance. My student, my colleague. It was Lady Mordred...although she was summoned during the most tragic period of her life."

“The most tragic—” Olga Marie recalled, “you mean, the period at the end of Britain when you and Lancelot led demons and dragons to Britain?”

“Although I really want to explain to you now, but—” Anno said sadly, pulling out the chalk, “Mordred is already here!”

Mordred roared, shoved his sword into something resembling a scabbard, and then charged forward on all fours.

The target is Anno.

“Annnnnnnn——” The sharp claws of a wild beast met the chalk, making a crisp sound.

With a swing of chalk, Anno barely managed to repel Mordred, then said to the others, "I'll take care of Mordred for now, you guys—"

Before Anno could finish speaking, a flash of light appeared in the distance.

"That's... the reaction of a Noble Phantasm!" Roman shouted anxiously.

"Mashu!" Anno shouted, kicking Mordred away as he charged at him again.

“Noble Phantasm, Virtual Login…” Mash immediately understood.

The shield stood erect, and the girl unleashed her Noble Phantasm.