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"Are you ready, Rider?"

Looking at the huge monster that appeared above the castle of Eugdomrenia, that black floating city, Atalanta took a deep breath, clenched the [Bow of the Sky] given by Artemis in her hand, and swept her eyes over a blueprint on the table beside her.

"No problem, big sister."

After Achilles replied, he also turned his gaze to the drawing.

This drawing clearly depicts the internal structure of a fortress.

Before the floating city flew over, Atalanta and Achilles were informed of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's plan through the NC zombie soldiers who occupied the castle. Even the communication between Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Semiramis was broadcast by some NC zombie magicians in officer uniforms.

So, after witnessing and listening to the communication between Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Semiramis, in which they openly stated that if necessary, they would send the two into battle, and if not, they would commit suicide to sacrifice the Holy Grail.

Atalanta and Achilles completely gave up the idea of ​​trying to communicate with Amakusa Shiro and Tokisada in a friendly manner to exchange their two Masters back.

After all, for these two servants from the heroic age of ancient Greece, the actions of Amakusa Shiro and Tokisada have repeatedly broken the bottom line of their cognition.

It also caused Atalanta and Achilles's feelings towards Amakusa Shiro Tokisada to rise from simple dislike to hostility.

Therefore, after an in-depth exchange with the NC zombie magician in officer uniform and a verbal agreement, Atalanta and Achilles decisively prepared to defect. They requested the internal structure diagram and confirmed the specific location where their two Masters were imprisoned in the fortress above their heads, as well as a rescue plan.

According to the finalized plan, they would go to the fortress in the sky together and pretend that they knew nothing. When the Holy Grail was transferred to a room in the floating castle and Amakusa Shiro Tokisada went to check the Holy Grail, they would go to the area where the Red Camp Master was imprisoned by Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

At the same time, Atalanta and Achilles also received a guarantee - that is, although Amakusa Shiro Tokisada imprisoned their Master with a poison prepared by the Assassin Semiramis, this poison would not kill people. It would only make people fall into a trance for a long time and unconditionally obey the demands of others.

It's like a drug that causes hypnosis.

But it would only be effective if someone stood before their Master and gave the orders.

This also explains why their Masters turned around and left immediately after the Heroic Spirits were summoned, never meeting their Servants again, and only communicating remotely through telepathy through Command Spell Contracts. Even their first order was to unconditionally obey the orders of Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.

"We've really been played for fools for so long!"

Achilles laughed to himself.

"If that German hadn't warned me that Amakusa Shirou Tokisada would be preparing to transfer the contract once he confirmed he had the Greater Holy Grail, I would have wanted to kill him right now if I had rescued the Master before he did."

"Calm down, Rider—even if we rescue the Master, we're not safe. That floating fortress is Assassin's home turf, and we still have to escape."

Atalanta looked at the Holy Grail being sucked up by the tornado, pushed open the window in front of her, jumped out of the room, fell into the tornado, and allowed herself to be swept towards the floating city above.

Seeing this, Achilles also jumped out, fell into the strong wind, and followed closely behind Atalanta.

Then, amid the howling wind, the two of them seized the last opportunity to finalize the plan and action.

"Once we have rescued our Master, I will immediately activate that cursed Noble Phantasm. I will then fall into a frenzy, unable to recognize the Master. However, I will also be immensely strengthened. Assassin will undoubtedly be unable to ignore the indiscriminate destruction I will unleash upon the fortress from within. You must seize this opportunity, use your battlefield, and take our Master away from us... preferably, away from this country and this Holy Grail War."

"I understand, big sister."

Achilles said with some heaviness:

"But does it really have to be this way?"

"I can't help it. I don't trust that priest, but I also don't trust that German... Come on, son of Peleus, don't look so dejected."

Atalanta glanced back at him.

"We are Servants, destined to die in the Holy Grail War. For us, death is merely a return to the Throne of Heroes. Do you think that just because I'm a woman, you're denying my honor? Hmm!"

"Sister, I grew up listening to you and my father's Agor adventures. I wouldn't have such thoughts..."

Achilles waved his hand quickly.

"...I just feel a little aggrieved. I originally just wanted to come down here to have a good fight with other heroes from history, but I didn't expect to end up being just a porter. Tsk."

"But now only you can do this. Use your [Undead Chariot of Raging Winds and Waves] to bring them to a place you feel is safe. As long as you have no worries, you can also come back to participate in the final battle."

"Well, don't die before then, sis."

"That depends on whether Nikki favors us."

As they were talking, the floating city above their heads was getting closer and closer. Atalanta and Achilles then shut their mouths. After exchanging glances, the two were silently swept into a platform at the bottom of the floating city by the tornado.

Then, according to the structural diagram he had written down, he immediately slipped into the nearest passage and disappeared at the fork in the road.

At this moment, neither Amakusa Shiro Tokisada nor Semiramis were paying attention to the Greater Holy Grail and did not notice the actions of the two.

Immediately afterwards, the Holy Grail, which was sucked into the bottom of the floating city, was tied up by chains that Semiramis directly generated from space and pulled to a room inside the floating city.

Since she was doing it herself, Semiramis's attention was focused on transferring the Greater Grail. Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, having seen the Greater Grail again after more than half a century, was only one step away from fulfilling his wish. He immediately headed to the room where Semiramis was going to place the Greater Grail. While rushing through the corridors that stretched in all directions inside the Sky Courtyard, he responded to Semiramis's calls through the telepathy of the Command Spell Contract, and coincidentally, he temporarily put his other two Heroic Spirits behind him.

When Amakusa Shiro and Tokisada arrived at the room planned by Semiramis, they saw the rock sphere with their own eyes, the golden cracks on it, and a series of long-haired female statues vaguely visible in the cracks. They confirmed that this was the Winter Saint of the Einzbern family, Justisia Rizleich von Einzbern, who served as a living sacrifice to construct the core of the Holy Grail.

"Hmm? Where are Archer and Rider?"

It was only when Shiro Amakusa Tokisada remembered Atalanta and Achilles again.

At this time, Semiramis, who had also come to this room and stood beside him, admiring the Holy Grail with him, was stunned for a moment, her expression suddenly changed, and she let out a cry of surprise.

"Archer and Rider are heading to the room where we're holding the other Masters..."

"what?"

“…Oh no, it’s been broken through!”

With a sudden change of expression, Semiramis sensed that a part of the Dragon Tooth Soldiers that she had placed in a certain area of ​​the Sky Courtyard had been crushed to pieces by the two ancient Greek heroes. Then even the corresponding defensive barrier did not last long before it was violently broken through.

"Archer and Rider went in."

Upon hearing this, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's expression suddenly changed, but then another piece of bad news came out from Semiramis' mouth.

"Someone is approaching the Sky Courtyard from the air—it's the Black Servant."

As soon as the words fell, a magic projection image appeared in the air. Amakusa Shiro Tokisada looked up and saw thousands of super-large flying birds appearing on the screen, flying towards the sky courtyard in an overwhelming manner.

All of Yogdomileni's servants who were still alive, Siegfried, Chiron, Avisbronn and Frankenstein were riding on the backs of birds, with Astolfo, who was riding a Hippogriff at the front of the flock, as the spearhead, and they charged towards the Sky Courtyard together.

"Coincidence? Or?"

Before Amakusa Shiro could figure out what was happening.

Suddenly, a shock came from under his feet, interrupting his thoughts and making Semiramis's expression become ugly again. He gritted his teeth and roared.

"Archer, this guy—"

Then, another magic projection image appeared in the air, causing Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, who had shifted his gaze, to focus his eyes.

In this new screen, Atalanta appeared, but it was completely different from the previous tough female hunter image. Atalanta's clothes had become a set of three-point animal skins, exposing large areas of skin in a very embarrassing way. There was also a huge boar head shoulder guard on her left shoulder, and even her hair turned gray.

At the same time, the longbow in her hand also turned pitch black, and when she in the picture pulled the bowstring to its full extent, one black arrow after another flew out of her hand, each of which had the destructive power of a treasure, and began to launch an indiscriminate and crazy attack inside the sky courtyard.

"—does she intend to destroy this fortress from the inside?"

"No, Assassin."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada calmed down.

"Archer is attracting attention. Where is Rider now?"

"Rider?"

Semiramis was stunned for a moment, then immediately reacted. After a moment, another magic projection image appeared in front of the two of them.

Achilles appeared in the picture, carrying three people on his back and running towards the nearest rooftop.

"That's Archer's Master, Lotwell Berzinski, and Rider's Master, Shabiku, and his brother, Dimlett... Are Archer and Rider here to rescue people? But how did they know..."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's voice suddenly paused, and he seemed to realize something. He clenched his fists and looked at the Command Seal in his hand.

He hesitated for a moment.

"...Avenger, dispatch your air force to intercept the Black Servant, and summon your land force to assist in the defense of the Sky Courtyard."

After suppressing the urge to use the Command Seals to force a certain German youth to commit suicide immediately, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada issued an order to the Avenger through the Command Seal Contract in a cold voice, then turned to Semiramis and said:

"Assassin, can you stop Rider from leaving?"

"No, Master."

Semiramis replied with a grim expression:

"Based on Rider's current position and route, with his stamina, he'll soon reach an open-air platform. Even if I use spatial transfer magic, he'll be able to react and avoid it. Furthermore, unless he stops moving, I won't be able to infuse the surrounding space with the environmental properties of [Poison] to kill him."

"Then let Rider leave and kill Archer, who's wreaking havoc. No, wait a minute..."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada looked at the Atalanta broadcast screen, stared for a moment, and then changed his words:

"...Archer has used a cursed Noble Phantasm and is now in a frenzy comparable to Berserker's. She likely intended to destroy your courtyard from the inside to draw attention, but her rationality has vanished... Have your Dragon Fang soldiers lure her toward the direction the Black Servant is coming from."

"What's your plan?"

"Avenger's air force can't completely stop the Black Servant. This is probably his doing. Let's just let the Black Servant help us deal with Archer who has gone berserk and out of control."

Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's eyes were cold.

"As soon as Archer dies, I'll use the Command Seal to make that Avenger commit suicide. That should be enough to activate the Greater Grail's offering. As long as I can get into the Greater Grail first and make a wish, there's still time."

"That's...okay!"

"And don't let Rider leave easily. He'll definitely use that chariot to escape. Use the counterattack technique outside the courtyard to attack the Black side's forces, splitting their forces and forcing some of them in the direction of Rider's escape."

After saying this, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada turned and looked at the Greater Holy Grail, and said in a deep voice:

"Excuse me, Assassin—I'm sorry, I didn't expect the situation to suddenly turn out like this."

"It's alright, Master."

Semiramis shook her head helplessly.

"None of us expected Avenger to be so bold... Master, what are you going to do next?"

"I will stay here. No matter what Avenger plans, as long as one of his servants leaves the battlefield, he will immediately become a sacrifice to open the way to the Holy Grail. He will not be able to leave here, right?"

"That's right. As long as I am the master of this courtyard, this earthbound spirit of his will can only be imprisoned in that church."

Semiramis replied viciously.

……

"Yes, as long as you are still the master of this courtyard, I, an earthbound spirit, can only stay here and cannot leave..."

Inside the church hall, the German youth smiled and muttered to himself:

"...But what if you are no longer the Queen of the Assyrian Empire? I regret to announce something to you. This place, this courtyard—"

As he spoke, he raised his right hand high, and his voice was filled with fanaticism.

"—now belongs to the Empire."

At the same time, in front of the German youth, the NC zombies raised their right hands and echoed in a unified and enthusiastic tone:

"Hi! Long live the Führer!"

(PS: I'll make a draft in advance. The protagonist will disappear for another chapter. The recent chapters have been switching between different perspectives, all used to describe how this illegal heroic spirit step by step trapped Amakusa and exploited others, relying on his skills and luck bonus in all the strategic or tactical layouts related to "gambling" to finally achieve his goal... But~ from the perspective of this "shampooer", the protagonist never appears~ funny)

Second copy: 60. Armor (4k+)

As the last ray of light at dusk, along with the setting sun, sank behind the horizon.

Night fell upon the sky once again.

I don’t know if it was just a coincidence or some mysterious law, but from the moment night fell, the Holy Grail War, which had been completely silent during the day, began again.

An Fw-190, roaring out of the clouds with the hum of its engine, fired the first shot.

As one of the best fighter models in the middle and late stages of World War II, this multi-purpose piston-engine fighter has a maximum practical ceiling of 12500 meters. It seems to be in its element at an altitude of several thousand meters. It is wrapped in an ominous black and red magical light. When it appeared, it immediately used its onboard machine guns to shoot a black and red tongue of fire at the thousands of large flying birds in front of it.

Obviously, after being blessed with 'mysterious' rules by some unknown magic, the old fighter planes of World War II broke through the functional limit of their original design. Not only did they become more flexible, but the power of their weapons was also improved.

But the biggest improvement is undoubtedly that weapons are no longer limited by "ammunition" and "fuel". As long as there is enough magic power, it is a pseudo-infinite ammunition + pseudo-perpetual motion machine, because all the bullets fired by the machine gun are shaped by the void mechanism similar to projection magic, and never need to return to the base or maintenance, and are sustained and maintained by magic power.

There is no longer any need to worry about the pilot and crew members, as their bodies are able to withstand the high G-force load and demonstrate all kinds of unimaginable flying techniques.

Even certain physical laws have to give in to this antique from World War II as magic distorts reality.

All of a sudden, a large number of fighter planes that once belonged to the Third Reich swooped down from all directions like predators surrounding sardines in the ocean, attacking the large bird-like flying golem created by the black side's Caster Avisbronn.

Tongues of fire swept across the sky.

Under the unreasonable blessing of the "mysterious" rules, the performance of the old antique fighter jets of World War II suddenly surpassed decades of technological barriers. It can be said that except for the maximum speed which still cannot break through Mach, it is basically on par with the modern main fighter jets in the first few years of the millennium.

The total number of fighter jets flying in this sky is one-ninth of the total number of fighter jets owned by the Lighthouse Country, which has not yet begun to decline at this time.

That is: more than one thousand.

In other words, if the beacon country, the leader of NATO, does not step down, in Europe at this time (early 2000), only the fighter jets of Germany (180 aircraft), France (130 aircraft) and Britain (920 aircraft) can attack together to equal or slightly exceed the number of Third Reich fighter jets currently hunting this sky.