Not Everyone Can Face EA with a Calm Expression

At the edge of the forest, far from the battlefield, Atalanta was observing the situation with her sharp Archer's vision.

"How's it looking, big sis?"

Beside her, Achilles asked, casually resting his short spear on his shoulder.

After a moment of silence, Atalanta sighed. "I want to say it's impossible, but from what I can see, Black Faction's Saber and Lancer are being completely overwhelmed by one person."

This was an utterly absurd situation.

Black Saber's identity aside, the fact that he qualified as a Saber meant his abilities were undoubtedly exceptional. After all, Saber is a class reserved for Servants with the strongest combined capabilities, not the weak.

And Black Lancer, Vlad III, needed no explanation. In Romania, with a significant fame boost, his power far surpassed that of an average Servant. From the Red Faction, only Karna and Achilles were thought capable of facing him.

These two Servants, individually, were formidable opponents. Together, even Karna and Achilles might not gain the upper hand.

But what about that woman?

Atalanta had never seen such an extraordinary being!

*BOOM!* *BOOM!* *BOOM!*

In the crater's center.

Around Angelica, dozens of Noble Phantasm gates stood open in a row, like massive cannons relentlessly firing projectiles called Noble Phantasms. Golden light streamed like a meteor shower, its overwhelming power visibly tearing the earth apart.

Like Atalanta, Vlad III and Siegfried were equally shocked.

Both could discern that every weapon fired from those ripples was a Noble Phantasm—and not low-ranked ones!

Noble Phantasms, the trump cards of Heroic Spirits, were typically limited to one per spirit, or two or three at most. But this woman…

'She's firing Noble Phantasms like bullets, and this extravagant attack style has lasted so long!'

Summoning countless iron stakes to deflect the incoming Noble Phantasms, Vlad III stepped onto one of the stakes and launched into the sky. Facing Angelica, who stood motionless, he summoned hundreds of iron stakes above her head!

The stakes fell like a torrential downpour, but the expected sight of Angelica being pierced didn't occur. The falling stakes vanished into the air without warning, as if sinking into a pool of water.

And moments later—

*SWOOSH!* *SWOOSH!* *SWOOSH!*

Above Vlad III and Siegfried, countless stakes crashed down with force.

'This situation again!'

Several minutes had passed since the battle began. During that time, Vlad III and Siegfried had attacked Angelica repeatedly, yet strangely, none of their attacks could touch her.

They either passed through her body or were deflected back, as now.

"What's going on?!"

Vlad III roared, slightly frustrated.

Though Kazikli Bey was a Noble Phantasm capable of tormenting enemies, it required the stakes to pierce the target. But so far, not a single stake had touched Angelica!

All were ineffective attacks!

Vlad III had no idea that Angelica, besides wielding the ultimate sword through Gilgamesh, also possessed the ultimate shield—Displacement Magecraft. Unless an attack could definitively affect space or exceed the limits of Displacement Magecraft, it couldn't harm her.

The only thing Vlad III and Siegfried had that could breach Displacement Magecraft was Siegfried's Noble Phantasm.

So…

'Kill her before she unleashes her Noble Phantasm.'

Having previously used Siegfried's Class Card and with Naoki's prior information, Angelica knew Siegfried's weakness well. Now, every Noble Phantasm she fired was at least A-rank!

And—

*BZZZ!*

The Gate of Babylon silently appeared behind Siegfried, and several Noble Phantasms shot out from it.

Pressing Siegfried frontally with A-rank Noble Phantasms while seeking opportunities to strike his weak point—his back—with Displacement Magecraft, Angelica had been using this tactic from the start.

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In a safe area far from the battlefield, Darnic and Gordes, Masters of Vlad III and Siegfried, were losing their composure. The Black Faction's two strongest cards, in which they had placed immense trust, were being so thoroughly suppressed by one person.

Especially Gordes!

"Damn it! Damn it! Bastard! Saber, what are you doing?! Can't you handle someone who isn't even a Servant?! Useless trash! Is this what a dragon-slaying hero amounts to?!"

His behavior was utterly deplorable. Even fellow Yggdmillennia Masters observing the scene showed disgust and contempt.

To think their strongest Saber was commanded by a clown like this—what a waste.

"Gordes."

As Gordes ranted wildly, Darnic's sudden words froze him. Trembling with fear, he turned to face him.

Darnic's cold gaze made Gordes collapse to the ground in terror.

"It seems entrusting Saber to you was a mistake," Darnic said icily. "But now isn't the time to punish you for this shameful display. Use a Command Spell to make Saber unleash his Noble Phantasm. I'll also use a Command Spell to make Lancer unleash his other Noble Phantasm."

"—!"

The Black Faction Masters were stunned.

Vlad III's other Noble Phantasm—if they recalled correctly, he had explicitly told Darnic he would never use it. If Darnic dared use a Command Spell to force him, the first person Vlad would kill would be Darnic!

"There's no other choice. With the King and Saber's current strength, they can't defeat that woman. Though it defies the King's orders, this is a necessary step—Gordes."

"I-I understand!"

Scrambling to his feet, Gordes, with a twisted expression, raised his Command Spell-marked hand alongside Darnic.

"By the Command Spell, Saber, you are permitted to use your Noble Phantasm!"

"By the Command Spell, Vlad Tepes, use your Second Noble Phantasm: Legend of Dracula!"

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Two Command Spells vanished instantly, and at the same moment, Vlad III and Siegfried on the battlefield felt the compulsive force of the Command Spells.

Twilight-colored Mana erupted from the greatsword in Siegfried's hand, while Vlad III, after freezing for a moment, swelled rapidly, transforming into a monstrous, terrifying creature.

"Releasing Noble Phantasms—doesn't seem voluntary."

Angelica observed the sudden scene before her. After a moment's thought, another ripple appeared beside her hand. She grasped the hilt of a sword protruding from it, pulling out a blade that seemed composed of three cylinders.

Sword of Rupture—EA.

Unlike Gilgamesh, who only used the Sword of Rupture against opponents he deemed worthy, Angelica believed in using it when necessary. Though Naoki had told her to hold them off until he and Mordred could assist, Angelica, influenced by the arrogance of the Class Card, couldn't accept help from others.

"I'm enough on my own."

"Awaken, EA."

With a single phrase, she unleashed a crimson storm.