Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

The enemy's figure was already visible swaying in the firelight.

But I didn't even have the strength to move.

"Damn it... Move... Move... Kill all these Saxons... Even if there's only a glimmer of hope! I want to, I want to! How can we let them trample us...?! Puff!"

The man's body is at its limit.

Forcing yourself to speak like this will naturally have consequences. There is a sweet taste in your throat, followed by severe pain and coughing up blood.

Indeed, it is a terribly boring act.

I'm afraid it's just some crazy talk when he's about to die, just wanting to hold on to his last bit of dignity.

No. Is that really all there is to it?

"Come on! You bastard! Can't you even see me clearly!?"

Before the Saxons discovered the other tribes.

The man roared as if his throat was about to be torn apart, not caring about what fate would happen to him next.

Will it be pierced by arrows and turned into a hornet's nest?

Or, will you be smashed into a pulp by the stones from the catapult?

There's no more room for unnecessary thinking.

The man began to lose consciousness due to the massive blood loss, and a heavy feeling of dizziness came over him from the back of his head.

As a loser, it is not a pity for me to die.

But at least one's death must have meaning, at least it must turn into a candle to guide the surviving tribesmen.

The man was prepared to be tortured by the Saxons. He killed countless of their companions.

[Losers deserve a miserable fate]

Even if he ends up in a shitty situation, it's all his own fault. He won't blame anyone else.

The man who had made himself the bait thought so.

[No matter how much I long for victory, I still have to succumb to this cruel reality]

[So, everything that happened next was something he could never have imagined—]

"The enemy's lower-level life forms have been discovered, numbering approximately one thousand. Following my brother's orders, we have begun engaging."

[A cold and indifferent voice came from the sky]

[It sounded like the voice of an angel in this hellish battlefield, but as a battle-hardened warrior, the man knew something was wrong.]

[I never felt any trepidation or anxiety when fighting the Saxons]

[His instinct prompted him to throw himself forward and fall to the ground.]

[Boom! ! !]

[Instantly, white light enveloped the vision]

[The power far surpassed the previous catapult attack, making people wonder if the sky had exploded.]

The man immediately understood.

[That's firepower that shouldn't be here. It's a strange thing that shouldn't exist in reality. It's definitely not a power that humans can possess.]

Now, it appears before my eyes.

[His thoughts were still entangled in confusion and shock]

"Mmmm..."

The seriously injured man swallowed the blood in his throat.

The white light and the streets were reduced to scorched earth.

Although it took some time for his vision and hearing to recover, even after so much time, he still didn't understand the current situation.

The only thing that is understandable is.

The more than thirty Saxons who had just walked towards him had now disappeared without a trace.

There were far more than thirty people. It easily wiped out the small group of Saxons gathered not far away.

"Enemy attack! There is an enemy attack!"

"Besides the Fraser Clan, there are other enemies! Where did the attack come from? Didn't anyone see clearly?!"

“It’s from the sky—it’s from the sky—!!”

The Saxons were thrown into disarray by the white light.

[An enemy appeared from nowhere and struck them, wiping out a hundred of their companions with a single blow.]

The most terrifying thing is that they don't even know where the enemy is attacking from, or what they look like.

【As natural as breathing】

Hundreds of lives vanished in this way. It was impossible for the Saxons not to fall into panic.

"No one will be allowed to escape. You who invade Great Britain will die."

[467 The beautiful girl's voice echoes in the sky]

[This sound is incredibly beautiful]

[It has a sound that is more beautiful than even a church choir, but the owner of this voice does not contain a trace of emotion.]

[As if it were just a mechanical task]

[Swearing the end of the target of the sweep]

"There she is! She's in the sky!"

A roar pierced the battlefield.

Everyone immediately looked up at the sky.

Floating in the air was a figure wearing azure armor, with a rose carved into the mask that concealed his face.

The whole body is filled with gorgeous functional beauty.

The swaying silver hair reflected a cold glow through the moonlight, conveying the cold murderous intent emanating from the beautiful knight.

"——Destroy the enemy and leave no one alive."

The young knight spoke in a calm tone.

The seriously injured man looked at the knight who suddenly appeared, and his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

Just as his anxiety was fulfilled.

Puff, puff, puff——!!

Before he could even see the opponent's sudden attack, he heard the sound of a knife piercing through flesh.

As melodious as a symphony.

A pale blue figure swooped down from the sky and crashed into the crowd, charging directly into the heart of the Saxon army.

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[No one can figure out what's going on]

[No one knows why this knight who can soar into the sky attacks them.]

[But the Saxons know one thing]

[This is a dangerous enemy that must be destroyed]

However, they took it for granted.

[No matter what kind of sword, spear, sword or halberd, it cannot pierce her figure]

[Her speed is so fast that it cannot be captured by the naked eye]

[He can crush people to pieces with his fists and swords, even soldiers wearing heavy armor are no problem]

[Easily penetrate and destroy like punching through paper]

This is not something humans can do.

“——Monster!”

The Saxon squeezed out the words from his throat.

And this became the last words he uttered.

The next second, the head was chopped off and flew into the air, with bright red blood spilling onto the ground.

Yes, it's a monster.

[Otherwise, it must at least be a human weapon]

[Even though the knight's appearance is so beautiful and dazzling, it cannot change the fact that she possesses inhuman strength.]

The Saxons, who were slaughtering the local tribes, suddenly became prey to the beautiful knight.

[No one can withstand her sharp blow]

No one can catch up with her speed

[For the Saxons, the sight of a beautiful knight is a sign of death.]

"Well--"

The seriously injured man couldn't stop his teeth from chattering and had difficulty biting.

He was captivated by the beautiful knight's superb swordsmanship, yet trembled uncontrollably in fear of this inhuman strength.

Just like her initial declaration.

The knight only considered the Saxons as enemies; the survivors of the local tribes were not her prey.

"Hmm? Survivors?"

The beautiful knight moved away the blade pointed at the severely injured man.

Behind her were chopped-up corpses.

No Saxon within her sight could escape alive.

“…Are you…a god?”

The seriously injured man asked tremblingly.

He looked at the majestic and beautiful knight and felt that only a god could accomplish such a miracle.

I don't know why I had the courage to speak.

Or maybe he simply lost the ability to think.

"God? Don't confuse me with that. I am Albion, and I come to fight the Saxons in the name of my king."

".....Albion? King?"

The words of the seriously injured man and the unknown knight.

As his consciousness was already quite hazy, he couldn't recall the meaning of the name for a moment.

"You're not... coming here to kill us...?"

"Kill you? Don't you Britons know how to cherish life? I'm the dragon that protects Britain, and I have no interest in killing people. Judging from your condition, I'm afraid you won't live long. But you're lucky, you've encountered a rare good opportunity."

The beautiful knight's tone was joyful.

She was just like an innocent and pure girl, completely lacking the coldness she had shown when she had just wiped out the Saxons.

Although there is a mask covering his face.

But, her expression must be one of joy and excitement.

"Good moment...what was that...?"

"My king is protected by Albion, human. Be grateful for this favor. You will not die here. Well, I still have enemies to deal with. I must finish my work."

[Perhaps, because this is the first battle]