The battlefield slowly calmed down.
In the battle between Altoria and Modred, Altoria won.
In the battle between Matthew and Lancelot, Matthew won.
In the battle between Rozen and Rozen's side won.
Two father and son duels, but the result was that one side won, and the other side won. It must be said that it was quite ironic.
Alter, on the other hand, was watching the entire battle except for the beginning.
"Wait, in this way, don't I really become a woman who can only set fire to this and that?"
Joan of Arc suddenly reacted, and for a moment, she showed a wonderful expression.
But that was the truth.
Joan of Arc's revenge failed, and instead, Matthew succeeded in killing her family.
This development that was like a raging wave was something that no one had expected at all.
In fact, in terms of pure strength, the outcome of these two battles was worth waiting to be determined.
Needless to say, between Altoria and Modred, in Altoria's words, the difference in strength between the two sides was not big, and they might even be equal. The reason why Altoria could win was largely because Modred fell into the trap set by Altoria and was attacked by a surprise attack.
As for Lancelot, his strength was actually still better than Matthew's.
Although Matthew was already a Special Grade A Servant, she had not yet developed her own fighting style, and secondly, she specialized in defense. In terms of pure combat ability, compared with Lancelot, who was known as the best of the Round Table, she was still far behind.
If it was a defensive battle, then let alone Lancelot, even if the Crown Servant Solomon came in person, it would not be easy to break Matthew's defense this time. But in the battle just now, not only did Matthew not fight in the field she was good at, but she also attacked blindly. If the opponent was not Lancelot, even if she did not lose, she would definitely not win.
Now, the reason why Matthew could win was largely because Lancelot had lost his hostility, or he did not want to be an enemy of Matthew. He did not attack at all, but only blindly defended. If he defended for a long time, he would lose. Under a moment of carelessness, he was hit by Matthew.
Although this blow did not cause much damage to Lancelot, it had shaken the soul core, making Lancelot's body slow.
"Woo …"
Lancelot covered his chest and stood up with difficulty.
"Do you still want to fight? Knight of the Round Table, Lancelot! " Matthew said in a tone that was not her style of condemning, "If you still haven't woken up, then I don't mind hitting you again!"
Hearing this, Lancelot laughed bitterly.
Lancelot wanted to say something, but after he opened his mouth, he lowered his eyes and said this instead.
"Do you think you have won?" Lancelot said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, we still have Trystan here. He is long gone. With his current state, I guess he has already taken advantage of the chaos to leave the battlefield alone and go to kill your master. He plans to beat you back to your original state and then deal with you one by one, right?"
Hearing this, Matthew and Altoria's expressions changed slightly.
It was not until this time that the two of them realized that there was only one Servant left beside Rozen.
Altoria was provoked by Modred after all and fell into a fierce battle with Modred. She had no time to take care of Rozen. Matthew also rushed up recklessly under the inexplicable anger towards Lancelot, causing Rozen's guard to be removed.
"Oh no!"
Even Jeanne Alter only just realized that there was such a thing.
After all, a reversal was still a reversal. It was too difficult to make a Servant in a reversal state be more meticulous than in their usual state.
Therefore, although Altoria Alter and Jeanne Alter had become more aggressive than in their usual state, they had also neglected the importance of protection.
"Senpai!"
Matthew, who had forgotten her duty because of her anger towards Lancelot, also regretted it. She quickly turned around and immediately prepared to rush in the direction of Rozen.
However, this was no longer necessary.
"Boom — —!"
When such an earth-shaking explosion resounded, a figure seemed to be violently hit and turned into a cannonball, shooting from the direction of the fortress through the atmosphere and hitting the ground.
The ground sank on the spot, causing gravel to fly and debris to fly. Sand and dust rose like smoke, which was exceptionally spectacular.
"This is …!?"
Everyone present was shocked and turned their heads abruptly to look at the scene.
There, in the dispersed sand and dust, a Knight was lying in the ruins of the rubble, dripping with blood.
Who else could it be other than Trystan?
"How … could it be …"
Trystan's body was covered in blood, and he couldn't even move. His face was full of disbelief.
"Trystan!"
Seeing this scene, Lancelot's gaze changed.
At this moment, a voice was heard.
"It seems that you are still far from being able to kill me."
As he said so, Rozen slowly walked over.
Beside him, Silent Silence followed obediently, looking at Rozen with eyes full of admiration.
And behind Rozen, there was a behemoth.
It was the Ox Head God, whose whole body was made of lava, holding a battle axe in his hand.
It was Rozen's second Beast, the Ox Head God's Amber (Cor.
Succinum).
"You should be proud that you made me release my Beast to deal with you, son of sorrow."
Rozen smiled at Trystan, his eyes were extremely calm.
Obviously, for Rozen, Trystan was not his opponent at all.
That was reasonable, right?
"Even if you play longer and become stronger, it's impossible to be stronger forever. You can't become stronger than the Lion King who gave you its blessing, and it's impossible to become stronger than the Holy Grail."
Rozen declared it like that.
"So, you can't win me, Trystan."
If Rozen didn't summon his Beast, Trystan still had a chance to win.
But as soon as Rozen summoned his Beast, Trystan could basically go home.
"You will be the first one to leave the Round Table," Rozen said indifferently, "It doesn't matter, I will do it quickly, I won't let you be too sad."
With that said, the eyes of the Lava Ox God behind Rozen flashed fiercely, and in a roar, it raised its burning battle axe high.
Just then …
"Wait a minute."
A voice stopped Rozen.
"Let me do it."
Altoria said calmly.
"I have already decided that I will be the judge of all the Round Table."
That was Altoria's duty as the king of the Round Table.
Rozen looked at Altoria.
"Okay."
After a while, Rozen nodded.
Altoria's cold face softened a little, but soon it froze again. She walked toward Trystan.
Her eyes were full of emotions.
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