Artoria sped through the jungle like a gale.

The unhappiness that happened with Emiya Kiritsugu just now has been put aside, and at this moment Artoria's heart is only those children who have been killed. These scenes were not unseen in Artoria. Such tragic events happened in Britain during the war. As long as you are on the battlefield, no matter how unbearable you are, you will still see those young bones. This is a common situation for her, who used to be King Arthur.

Artoria was furious at the demon's wicked deeds. It's not the excitement that drives her. Anger and hatred alone will not turn her heart into a sword.

Be sure to bring down Caster. Unlike Kiritsugu, Artoria had a reason why she had to take down Caster herself. Even if you are seriously injured or have your vitality badly damaged, you must subdue that demon with your own hands. This is the duty of being a knight, an inescapable obligation. The devil who defiles the meaning of war and the scum who insults human dignity, she will never let this guy go.

The smell of blood grew stronger. The mud wrapped around the side of the armor stopped Artoria's tracks.

The ground was covered with red blood and emitted a disgusting stench.

At that time, it was a living child, but now it has become a scattered skeleton. Life full of infinite possibilities is extinguished.

To Artoria's surprise, Mordred, who had set off first, did not show up.

That's right, she's lost. The barrier of Einzberen Castle blocked the detection of magical powers, making it impossible for her to find the exact location of the marshal by telephony. I had to keep cutting down the trees in front of me to achieve the goal of moving in a straight line. After all, it is true to walk in a straight line when you are trapped.

The struggling Mordred suddenly remembered a bald lumberjack who had been bullied by two bears.

"It's too unscientific for a servant to get lost!"

The marshal won't stop the slaughter just because he's waiting for you. Now he was confronting Artoria, who had arrived in a hurry.

"You're finally here. Joan of Arc. I've been waiting for a long time. ”

The marshal greeted the silvery figure with what he thought was a hearty smile. He had a smug smile on his face, as if he was very satisfied with the grand banquet he had held. Standing in the middle of a sea of blood, his pitch-black robes stained with the blood of hostages. It made his smile even more poignant and terrifying.

"How do you feel when you see this tragic situation? Heartbreaking, right? Can you imagine the pain that those innocent and lovely children endured at the end? But Joan of Arc, this is not a real tragedy. It's nothing compared to the amount I've paid to meet you again since I lost you. ”

Artoria had neither anything to say nor the heart to listen to the marshal's affectionate "confession". She wanted to split the marshal into two with a sword, but without a moment's hesitation, she took a step towards the marshal.

The marshal noticed, stopped talking, and suddenly threw his hands out of the corners of his robe. What had been hidden in his arms made Artoria stop her tracks.

It was the only surviving hostage of a child. Caught in the marshal's forearm, he was still crying quietly, with despair in his eyes.

"Oh Joan of Arc, your angry eyes are so moving." The marshal again showed a lewd smile. "Do you hate me that much? yes, you should hate me. I have rebelled against God's loving heart, and you will never forgive me. You are more devout to God than anyone else. ”

"Let go of that kid. This battle for the Holy Grail is to select the Heroic Spirits who are most qualified to receive the Holy Grail. If you use the tactic of defiling the Heroic Spirit, you will be discarded by the Holy Grail. ”

"Now that you are resurrected again, the Holy Grail is useless to me. If you really want to save this child's life. The marshal burst out laughing, and then, with a look of disappointment, gently let go of his hand, and laid the child on the ground.

"Don't cry, kid. You should be happy. God's devout believers have come to your rescue. The omnipotent God has finally been revealed. All your friends have not been saved by God, only you. ”

The young child seemed to understand that the blonde girl who was galloping was her savior, and she burst into tears. At the same time, he ran straight towards Artoria.

Routines, routines, kid, this is how this thing was first summoned to kill another little pot friend.

Of course, the kid didn't know. The child's little hands grabbed the armor on Artoria's legs, treating her as a "savior". Gently touched the child's little hand with his fingertips. Now Artoria is in a desperate situation, and she can no longer prepare for battle while thinking about the safety of her children.

"It's dangerous here, run! Run in this direction and you'll see a big castle where someone will save you. ”

There was a creak, and the child's back rattled. What he thought was escaping turned into a cry of pain.

Artoria was dumbfounded, and the young body in front of her burst in half. And the child's body spurted out of the body was not red blood.

It was like a group of jet-black snakes, countless snakes hovering together, and the thing was covered in suckers the size of rain cheeks. These monsters are about the same size. There are no limbs and no buttocks. It's impossible to put into words. These numerous antennae have a ring-shaped oral cavity at their root. It is like a shark's mouth, with teeth as sharp as a razor. Marshal's tentacle monster!

The tentacles as thick as Artoria's wrists instantly stretched out and wrapped around the silver armor, and began to bind Artoria's hands and feet tightly.

There is more than one monster summoned from the other world, and there is more than one monster with the flesh and blood of the hostages surrounding Artoria. Countless tentacles continued to stretch out from the wreckage of those hostages scattered all over the place, and in an instant, dozens of monsters surrounded Artoria.

It's almost like a rhythm that develops into a subplot. The big crisis, Artoria is not miserable!

"I should have told you in advance, but the next time you see me, you'll have to be prepared." The marshal burst into laughter, as if celebrating his victory. As he spoke, a thick book appeared in his hand. The cover of the book was wet and shining. There was a human skin on it. To the naked eye, it was just an ordinary book, but there was a huge amount of magic surging around that book, and it spread towards the four dramas. There is no doubt that it is the marshal's treasure.

"This is the magic book that my allies left me. With this book, I obtained the spell to command the demon troops. How's it going? Isn't there any army that can match the majesty of the demon army?"

Artoria did not answer. She was still tightly bound by her tentacles, and in her hands remained rotten, shattered bones that had not even been left of their original form. The monster also ate away at the hostage's flesh at the same time as it appeared, so the hostage's bones had long since lost any weight. The child was crying and grabbing the corner of her clothes, and now it has become this miserable situation.

"That's enough. I don't want to compete with you for the Holy Grail anymore. ”

Artoria whispered quietly. At the same time, she released the anger that had been rolling in her chest.

A burst of red lightning flashed through, and the tentacle monsters that were touched by the lightning were wiped out one after another. Artoria, whose tentacles are entangled, is rescued.

"That time in Stonehenge, too, this sword seems to be particularly lethal to the evil sect." Mordred, who was lost, appeared in time to save the scene.

"When I saw you, it was such a hot scene, I really have no love for tentacle monsters." Mordred's anger at being lost was released.

"Attack on innocent children, marshal, I really want to poke your dog's eyes!"