-817- [ Knights of Fianna ]

North America, Northern Region.

In this vast land, a palace resembling the White House is situated, appearing starkly out of place in its surroundings. The palace is surrounded by robust ancient warriors. Some are arranged in groups, others patrol the surroundings, and some engage in combat, as if conducting daily training, displaying a robust military discipline.

At this moment, the golden Lancer and the black Lancer walk along a corridor of the palace, entering the audience hall. As soon as they step into the hall, a voice, merging ambition and desire, resounds.

"Oh my, you're back. You've worked hard."

Uttering these words is a girl who stands in front of the audience hall, initially gazing in rapture at the throne's direction. Only after hearing the commotion behind her does she turn around, looking at the two Lancers.

The girl appears pure and delicate, yet for some reason emits a strong seductive aura. Her appearance is contradictory, seemingly innocent and yet provocative, dressed in a white dress that reveals exposed skin in certain places, creating a sacred yet lascivious impression.

In her hands, the girl holds a whip that seems more suited for training than combat. Upon seeing her, both Lancers come to a halt.

"My Queen."

The black Lancer slightly lowers his head, even kneeling, offering a vassal's salute.

"You are as beautiful as ever, my queen," the golden Lancer, on the other hand, faces her openly, expressing admiration.

"Thank you for your compliments."

The girl, addressed as the queen, responds with a sweet voice and a happy smile, addressing the two Lancers.

"Returning from the front lines. I hope you bring good news, like resolving the troublesome mad god. In that case, I'll reward you both tonight. How about a visit to my room?"

The queen unexpectedly speaks such bold and direct words that sharply contrast with her appearance.

Unfortunately...

"We have no such intention. We apologize sincerely."

The black Lancer expresses this without any servility.

As for the golden Lancer...

"We bring not good news but bad news. The Master of Chaldea we mentioned before has appeared, and even the one from the Land of Shadow has been summoned. Currently, she have taken that Master away, and their whereabouts are unknown."

The golden Lancer's words cause a slight change in the queen's expression.

"Hmph, finally, the Chaldean Master shows up." The queen seems displeased and somewhat annoyed. "Moreover, the old hag is also here?"

This is truly bad news.

"After all, the human Master who intends to destroy mine and Cu's country is quite annoying. That old hag is even more displeasing to the eye. These two actually teamed up, really infuriating."

The queen expresses her frustration by whipping the air before fixing a sharp gaze on the two Lancers.

"Did you let them escape, or did you escape yourselves?"

The queen spoke with great displeasure.

"The glorious Knights of Fianna returns empty-handed, truly disappointing."

The queen didn't hold back her criticism.

—The Knights of Fianna.

In Celtic mythology, it's one of the most renowned elite battle units within Ireland. With over twenty thousand brave and skilled warriors, including twenty-seven squads led by seven hundred and fifty chiefs, the tales of the warriors within the order remain crucial and popular in Irish folklore. Even in many stories of the famous King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table in the Western world, shadows of their influence can be found.

And the two Lancers standing here are the most significant figures within this knightly order.

"Captain of the Order—Fionn mac Cumhaill."

"First seat of the Order—Diarmuid Ua Duibhne."

The queen, holding the whip, scolded and berated them.

"So, you managed to escape from their hands?"

While reprimanding, the queen revealed the true names of these two Lancers.

Fionn mac Cumhaill.

In other words, the golden Lancer.

He is the captain of the Fianna Knight Order, a descendant of the Celtic war god Nuada.

In his lifetime, he was a divinely gifted and exceptionally intelligent magic practitioner, who, with his mastery of hypnosis and fire, defeated evil deities to save the capital.

As a guardian of Ireland, he defeated numerous invaders and monsters, creating many heroic legends. His status is comparable to the great hero of Celtic mythology, Cú Chulainn, although slightly less well-known.

This is the true identity of the golden Lancer.

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne.

In other words, the black Lancer.

He is the first seat of the Fianna Knight Order, hailed as an unparalleled upright person. In terms of physique, personality, appearance, and martial skills, he is flawless. Even in terms of strength, he is not inferior to Fionn, the captain. Although he usually fights with dual spears, his true expertise lies in dual swords. Therefore, if summoned as a Saber, he would undoubtedly be a top-notch Servant in all aspects.

These two heroes bear the queen's scolding.

"That's quite harsh."

Fionn sighs helplessly.

"..."

Diarmuid remains silent.

Looking at these two, as the queen seemed about to say something more, a voice interrupted.

"Since you've encountered that person, it seems your choice was wise."

Uttering these words is a figure sitting on the throne.

Surprisingly, from the beginning, there was a figure seated in the audience hall's throne. Emitting an evil and ominous aura, it instills fear.

"Cú!"

The queen responds as if hearing the call of a beloved one. Her expression changes from gloomy to radiant, and her eyes shine as she looks at the figure on the throne.

In such a situation...

"Now that that person has appeared, I must personally take action."

After speaking, the figure on the throne slowly stands up. All over the figure's body, ominous tattoos and thorn-like spines can be seen, appearing sinister and evil.

In the opponent's hand, there is a tightly gripped black and translucent crimson spear.

If Rozen were to see this person in such a state, he would undoubtedly be astonished, right?

Because the magical spear in the opponent's hand is remarkably similar to what Scáthach wields.

Moreover, the appearance of the opponent, Rozen has also encountered in the singularity of Fuyuki City.

Exactly the same as that Cú Chulainn.