Single Combat or Group Brawl?
"May this requiem bring peace to your soul."
The graceful Performer activated its Noble Phantasm, and the Band of Light appeared, playing a soft melody. Vlad the Impaler, who had been lying on the ground expressionless, gradually transformed back into his human form. He glanced at the Performer with gratitude, then dissipated into golden light.
Mo Shuying watched from a distance, surprised.
Can this guy's skill kill people too?
Mo Shuying naturally knew who had arrived. To put it simply, it was Mozart, the world-renowned genius composer and performer, a genius blessed by the god of music. It was just a shame that…
...heaven envied his talent.
"You're amazing, Amadeus~! Your performance sounds even more beautiful now~"
Marie praised Mozart without reservation. She and Mozart had known each other since childhood, and he had even confessed his feelings to her when they were young. Although she had rejected him, their relationship remained excellent friends.
"You don't need to tell me that; the whole world knows it."
Mozart had his pride, and music was precisely what he was proud of.
He had been summoned as a Caster this time. While his damage output wasn't great, he was an excellent support.
"Ah, that…"
Seeing that the situation was resolved, Merlin spoke up to get everyone's attention.
Everyone looked at the Holy Maiden Knight.
"Why is there still an enemy here? Planning to take on all of us? Hoho~ Quite brave, aren't you~"
The Little Director became cocky again, seeing their overwhelming numbers.
The Holy Maiden Knight also understood the current situation, so she bowed slightly and said,
"It's a pleasure to meet you all, Queen of France, darling of the God of Music, Protector Mage of Britain, and… the man whose fists alone can crush Heroic Spirits!"
The Holy Maiden Knight's eyes sparkled as she looked at Mo Shuying. She was also skilled in using her fists; the outside world seemed to call her the "Iron Fist Saintess." Under her fists, even armored dragons would cry and whimper.
"…Why are you looking at me like that?"
Mo Shuying was startled by the Holy Maiden Knight's fiery, aggressive gaze. Are European women all this open? They don't even hide their intentions!
French men are still more reliable after all.
"Hmph~ This is my gaze of admiration for the strong. Since I'm already surrounded by you, I won't try to escape again. Although being summoned this time is quite annoying, it would be excellent if I could fight a strong opponent before returning."
The Holy Maiden Knight's eyes playfully teased Mo Shuying a few times. Mo Shuying understood—he was being challenged!
"Woman, are you challenging me?"
Mo Shuying seemed interested. He was very good at hitting women!
The women nearby, including Mozart, all turned to look at Mo Shuying. Is he really that much of a straight man?
Merlin clutched his forehead. He's hopeless, completely hopeless. This Master is beyond saving.
The Holy Maiden Knight, however, was delighted.
"That's right! Strong man, do you dare to fight me?!"
Everyone looked at the Holy Maiden Knight again and suddenly realized that they had overthought it. This female knight genuinely just wanted to fight!
Mo Shuying showed a cold smirk.
"Hmph, no. I don't need to waste my energy on a one-on-one with you. Let's all go at her together. The sooner we finish this, the sooner we can chase Jeanne d'Arc Alter. Let's try to solve the problem today. I, Mo Shuying, never work overtime!"
"…"
"Never work overtime!" Everyone present was stunned. They looked at the Holy Maiden Knight, their eyes filled with hesitation.
Should they all go at her, or wait for Mo Shuying to go first before joining in? That would save face a bit.
"I despise you all! You have no chivalry! Trash! None of you dare to face me head-on!"
The Holy Maiden Knight was bound from the waist up by a ring of flowers, and a floral rope extended, held by Merlin.
Ultimately, Mo Shuying and the others didn't kill the Holy Maiden Knight. They merely subdued her, got her to reveal Jeanne d'Arc Alter's base, and were now on their way there.
At the time, Old Man Li had been behind the Holy Maiden Knight. He had unexpectedly landed a punch on her waist, causing her to lose all strength and collapse on the spot.
The old man truly hadn't exaggerated. If he wanted to kill the Holy Maiden Knight, it would indeed be a one-punch affair.
Currently, Mo Shuying was discussing boxing techniques with Li Shuwen.
"Master, how did you do that punch earlier? You subdued her with one punch. Was it an acupuncture point issue? I want to learn!"
Mo Shuying wore an excited expression. If he learned this move, wouldn't it be a divine backstabbing skill? One punch and he could do whatever he wanted.
"That punch was called Severing Meridians and Stopping Blood. You can't use it without decades of cultivation. You should practice slowly."
Li Shuwen said calmly, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding the demeanor of a true master.
Mo Shuying wasn't disappointed upon hearing this. While it took decades for ordinary people, he wasn't an ordinary person.
The group advanced towards Orléans, where Jeanne d'Arc Alter was located. Ahead, a city billowed with black smoke, clearly already affected by the war.
Jeanne d'Arc hesitated at the sight and said,
"Everyone, I'd like to go into that city to see if there are any survivors."
As the Holy Maiden of France, Jeanne d'Arc's heart still belonged to her people.
"This…"
Mash stood beside Jeanne d'Arc, looking at Mo Shuying with some hesitation.
By now, Mo Shuying had become the commander of their group, possessing the final say.
"…Alright. Since it's what the Holy Maiden wishes, then of course we'll follow."
Mo Shuying glanced at Jeanne d'Arc and didn't refuse. If it was to save people, he wouldn't stop her.
"Thank you! Everyone, please continue forward. I'll go take a look first."
Jeanne d'Arc nodded in thanks, then ran out of the group and towards the city.
Marie thought for a moment and followed. As a Rider Class Servant, speed was her strong suit.
"I may be the Queen of France, and though my people may not understand me, I still love them~ Beautiful Holy Maiden~ I'll go with you~"
Marie sped off, quickly catching up to Jeanne d'Arc, and they headed off together.
Mo Shuying said nothing. Everyone maintained their speed but turned toward the city. There was barely any life left in that city, and Jeanne d'Arc knew this, yet she still chose to go see. What she sought was that one in a million chance of survival. If not, then offering a prayer and a requiem for those who had died tragically would also suffice.
Just watching Jeanne d'Arc's retreating figure, the Holy Maiden Knight's expression shifted, as if recalling something.
Jeanne d'Arc Alter, returning on her dragon, felt increasingly that something was amiss.
Yet, she could also sense that Vlad the Impaler had fallen, which indicated the opponent's combat strength was truly formidable. However, the Holy Maiden Knight was still alive, a result that surprised her.
"What's wrong, Jeanne~ Did something happen?"
Gilles, who had been staying at the main camp, approached, showing concern for Jeanne d'Arc.
"Nothing, it's just that the Mad Enhancement Assassin and Mad Enhancement Lancer have been defeated. The Mad Enhancement Knight probably won't escape either. The opponent is very strong. We need more Servants to fight them!"
Jeanne d'Arc Alter walked towards the Summoning Hall, preparing to summon more Heroic Spirits to aid in the battle.
She just didn't realize that what she had initially dismissed as mere ants, easily crushed, had now become an entity that needed to be confronted, according to her own words.
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