It was only natural that Assassin would say that she was no match for Vlad III when it came to hunting.
Due to the legend that he had impaled twenty thousand soldiers when he was alive, the archduke could create stakes. The materials could be wood, bones, flesh, shadows, or even hair. Anything within the range of his stakes could be used as a weapon. Just like when he was alive, he could pierce through all his enemies.
That was Vlad III's noble phantasm, Kazikli (Blood King Ghost).
Bey (Blood King).
It was a C + class noble phantasm, but it still had enough power to kill a single servant in one fell swoop.
Because the range of the noble phantasm was not short, Assassin couldn't compete with it in terms of hunting speed and efficiency.
Of course, Assassin also had a noble phantasm.
Phantom Iron Maiden (Maiden).
Maiden (Blood King).
It was a wonderful torture tool that could directly kill a pure girl.
The torture device would float above Assassin's head, and along with the screams of the victims trapped inside, Assassin would be infused with fresh blood. This would allow Assassin to recover her stamina and attack at the same time. If the opponent was a female, the power, effect, and damage would be increased.
This Noble Phantasm was a Grade-C Noble Phantasm. Although it was also a Noble Phantasm, it was slightly inferior to Vlad III's Noble Phantasm. Furthermore, it was not as convenient as Vlad III's Noble Phantasm. If they were to compete in terms of combat power, Assassin would not be able to defeat it.
"If that's the case …"
"Then there's no other way …"
The two vampires could only look at each other, and their eyes flashed with murderous intent.
It was obvious that the two of them wanted to fight over the prey and were ready to fight.
"Enough!"
Jeanne Alter was extremely impatient.
"Don't waste time on this kind of boring problem. Whether it's vampirism or bloodthirstiness, as long as you can kill, burn, or trample on the existence of an eyesore, it's fine!"
The two vampires were dissatisfied with Jeanne Alter's scolding, but they didn't say anything.
Jeanne Alter looked at D 'Eon, who had been waiting by the side.
"No matter what reason you have, since you asked, I will satisfy you. I only have one condition, and that is to kill your opponent."
Jeanne Alter's cold voice made d 'Eon slightly raised his head and nodded.
"I'm sorry, Joan of Arc." Caster said guiltily, "If I could keep the other you and that human, then you wouldn't have to worry about this kind of thing, I really … really …!"
Caster actually shed tears.
Looking at Caster, Jeanne Alter's expression softened.
"It doesn't matter. They are ants that I don't need to deal with personally. If they want to come, let them come."
Jeanne Alter revealed a dark and twisted smile.
"Just follow your instincts and kill to your heart's content."
Hearing this sentence, except for D 'Eon, the rest of the servants smiled.
That smile was equally dark and twisted.
Then …
"— — —!"
A roar that shook the air reverberated in the hall.
Jeanne Alter suddenly remembered something.
"I almost forgot about you."
Jeanne Alter turned her eyes and looked outside the door.
"You must be very annoyed to be toyed with by those useless insignificant existences, right?"
"So, go ahead and make trouble."
"Destroy everything."
Jeanne Alter's response was a more violent and violent roar.
"Haha … haha … hahahahaha …!"
Jeanne Alter laughed contentedly, and her laughter filled the entire space.
In Orleans, the roar of the wyverns resounded through the sky.
That night was destined to be the last peace.
…
The next day.
Before dawn, in the camp of France's army, the bonfire had been extinguished, leaving only the wreckage after the banquet.
The French soldiers were fully armed, with a regretful expression, waiting in front of the camp.
Gil was reviewing the troops, conducting the final pre-war condolences.
Jeanne Alter stood in the distance and watched the scene silently.
Y 'lisabet and Kiyohime rubbed their eyes as if they had just woken up and came out of the tent.
Amadeus looked at Marie, who was sleeping on the bed, with a helpless face.
Rozen was naturally in his tent.
"Fu!"
Fou called, ran in from outside the tent, and jumped on the bed.
"Senpai, are you awake?"
Matthew, who was also fully armed, also came in from outside the tent, looking at the direction of the bed.
There, Rozen was still sleeping, until Fou scratched him, he screamed and jumped up from the bed.
"Is it dawn?"
Rozen murmured sleepily.
"Senpai, it's already dawn."
Mashu spoke as if she was used to it.
"There is a very important battle today, please cheer up, senpai."
Matthew stepped forward, like a considerate girlfriend, helped Rozen get up, took his coat, and put it on for him.
"Ha …"
Rozen didn't even feel nervous at all, and he yawned lazily.
From Chaldea's observation, Roman muttered on the projected screen.
"I really envy you. Every time you encounter a big situation, you can be as lazy as usual."
Although it's not good to be too nervous, on the day of the final battle, it's not a bad thing to be a little nervous, right?
At least …
"The director is so angry that his feathers are about to fall off."
Roman's muttering was in exchange for a crazy owl pouncing on his face.
"Woo! Sorry! Director! I'm wrong! Please forgive me! The staff is about to be woken up! What if we are seen …!? "
Roman immediately cried out. As he fled, he tried to block the attack of the owl, but it was to no avail.
Not long after, Roman's face was covered with claw marks as if he was scratched by a cat.
"… Doctor, you're not much better."
Mashu said those words with an expression that was difficult to say.
Until then, Rozen's spirit improved a lot.
"Please cheer up, brother, we also need Chaldea's reconnaissance and detection here."
Rozen scolded his own brother.
"Got it …"
Roman, whose face was full of claw marks, wanted to cry but had no tears.
The morning of the final battle was very cheerfully welcomed in such a situation.
Rozen confirmed his state.
"Magic Circuit … is working well."
"Magic … is in a state of complete abundance."
"Command Spell … two strokes left."
"Everything … is ready."
Rozen opened his eyes and looked at Matthew on the side.
"This is the final battle of this singularity, senpai."
Matthew smiled slightly.
"Ah, yes."
Rozen nodded and responded to Matthew.
The partners from Chaldea raised each other's fighting spirit.
"Then, let's go, Matthew."
"Yes, Master."
The two of them left the tent and walked outside, causing Fou to let out a "Foo woo" sound and followed them.
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