The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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Although it looks powerful and has a wide range, it is still just an arrow shot from a bow.

As long as it's a shooting prop—

There must be a possibility of avoiding it!

Diarmait focused his attention completely.

Holding the demon-destroying red rose (Gae Dearg) and the annihilating yellow rose (Gae Buidhe) in his hands, he began to fend off the arrows flying all over the sky.

Duang——

They collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Sparks filled the battlefield, silently proclaiming how intense this 2v2 battle was.

"What superb martial arts!"

Ian couldn't help but praise Diarmait.

"I always feel that no matter how many arrows are fired, you will be able to dodge them."

"Isn't that natural?"

Diarmait parried Ian's attack while responding to his words.

"Archer, in a battle, I have an absolute advantage over a class like yours."

"But I never said I was Archer, right?" Ian sneered.

"what!"

Diarmait was dumbfounded.

He was able to release arrows of this level together with his wife Nero, but now he said that he was not an Archer?

Are you kidding me? !

However, as if he could see through the thoughts of his knights, Finn quickly spoke again:

"He's definitely not an Archer."

"Ian Pendragon—"

Finn pointed his Mac an Luin at the man in the theater.

"Although it may sound a bit presumptuous to say so—"

"But show us a little more of what you can do."

"Right on my mind."

Ian clenched his fist, and the weapon, which was modeled after Atalanta's Tauropolos, shattered into pieces.

Instead, a magic book appeared in his hand.

"Um?!"

Nero recognized it immediately.

"Teacher...why are you still carrying it with you..."

"This is something you gave me, Nero."

Ian poured his magic power into the book given to him by the young emperor, causing it to glow with a blue light.

"anyway--"

"It all has to be hidden deep in memory."

"..."

Finn heard what the two said and then started biting his fingers.

This is his unknown treasure, and it is also a highly concealed way of thinking - biting the thumb will bring out the fountain of wisdom (Fintan Finegas)!

This wisdom, bestowed by the wise salmon, enables him to understand the problem at hand very quickly.

Almost instantly, Finn understood.

The abilities possessed by this enemy before him, Ian Pendragon, were definitely not limited to a certain class.

all of these--

It is an existence called projection!

only--

Although it was a projection, the man's magical reserves were so astonishing that the fake was almost authentic.

Only absolute hard power can accomplish this.

The Young Emperor's Theater is now fully operational.

But this time the performer became Ian.

The sky changed color again, and a rumbling sound came from the clouds, as if tearing the entire sky apart.

A huge meteorite emerged from it, telling how terrible the next attack would be.

Diarmait then realized that he had provoked an enemy full of unknown possibilities.

"What the hell are you?"

He couldn't help but ask.

"I think I've already said that." Ian closed the grimoire in his hand, "I'm just a Master from Chaldea."

After saying this——

The huge meteorite completely emerged from the clouds and fell to the ground.

"Teacher...is this the meteorite from that time?"

The young emperor recognized something familiar.

"Can you even control this?"

"After all, it was I who studied all the magic in Rome—Nero, have you forgotten?"

"Hmm~ That's right!"

Nero felt that with Ian next to him, his words became a little cuter.

"Yu's teacher—"

"But I know everything!"

Meanwhile, on the other side.

If the arrow just now could be dodged with the help of the Knights' martial arts, this time the meteorite would not be so easy to deal with.

Diarmait recalled what he had learned in the Knights Templar, and after confirming that Finn had not taught him how to respond to meteorites, he suddenly felt a little desperate.

But Finn's voice rang out again at this moment.

He just said:

"Diarmait, not everything needs to be responded to with evasion."

"Fighting head-on is also the principle of our Fianna Knights."

"But is this really possible?"

Diarmait looked at the huge meteorite approaching, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

“Whether you can do it or not is not measured by your thoughts.”

Finn gripped the Mac an Luin a little tighter.

“It’s something you won’t know until you’ve done it.”

"If a knight doesn't even have the courage to wield a spear, how can he be called a knight?"

"..."

"That's right." Diarmait smiled coldly. "If you were really scared, you shouldn't be here."

"You are right, Captain."

“Then—” Diarmait looked up at the sky.

"So—" Finn also looked up at the sky.

"Let them see the combined attack of our Fianna Knights!"

Having said this, the two spearmen began to attack the meteorite summoned by Ian in their own ways.

First came Diarmait, holding the demon-destroying red rose (Gae Dearg) and the annihilating yellow rose (Gae Buidhe), and he leaped and rushed directly towards the meteorite.

"It's just a burning stone!"

"I've defeated worse things than this!"

"That's right, it's right to show this kind of momentum."

Finn also jumped into the sky.

"Just smash it like normal!"

The next moment, three spears, the Demon-Destroying Red Rose (Gae Dearg), the Destroying Yellow Rose (Gae Buidhe), and the Invincible Purple Luin (Mac an Luin), converged in the sky.

The tips of their guns were precisely focused on one point.

Almost instantly, powerful magic power burst out like a stream of water, attacking the scorching meteorite.

Boom!

The meteorite, which was much larger than the two spearmen, disintegrated in this combined attack and turned into countless stones that fell from the sky.

Against the backdrop formed by them, Diarmait and Finn fell down one after another and returned to the ground.

"It seems you guys are still quite capable."

Ian, who was still in the theater, looked at the two lancers in front of him and gave his approval.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a great devil, endlessly testing his opponents.

"So--"

"Want to try something else?"

Diarmuid, who had just shattered the meteorite with the demon-breaking Red Rose (Gae Dearg) and the annihilating Yellow Rose (Gae Buidhe), was in high spirits.

Having seen the abilities of the other party's two classes, he was already in an excited state and wanted to engage in a more in-depth battle.

But at this moment, his captain Finn reached out and stopped him.

"Diarmait, that's enough."

"Ok?"

Diarmait looked at Finn beside him with a puzzled expression.

"Captain, what do you mean by this?"

"It's just the beginning, right?"

"You are right, Diarmait."

"But our mission this time isn't to pick a fight," Finn explained. "We don't know how much more this man called Ian Pendragon has, do we?"

"Rather than taking this risk and continuing the attack—"

"It would be better to go back and report everything to that person, and then decide what to do next."

"and--"