"Mm-hmm! The Empress's love story!"
"I'm sure it will attract a lot of reader attention!"
His pen moving with his thoughts, Shakespeare continuously wrote a passionate story on the blank paper. Just as he was about to reach the climax, he suddenly felt a sudden vibration. This made Shakespeare involuntarily stop writing. It was midnight, and a sudden vibration in such circumstances could only mean one thing.
"Have they arrived, Saintess!" Shakespeare laughed heartily, stood up, and immediately ran out. "This is a race against time. However, our Master is rapidly leaping through time without rest! And guarding us are an invincible sword and an invincible shield, along with a fortress as strong as diamond. So, how will you respond!?"
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Meanwhile, also awakened by the vibration. Semiramis, who had been resting with her eyes closed on the throne, quickly opened them. "Hmm, so they've finally arrived."
Although the enemy was bound to come sooner or later, Semiramis felt they were a bit late. After all, she had been waiting for this day for a long time! So, was it because their preparations took longer than expected, or for some other reason? Regardless, the outcome would be the same.
"Rider, the Black Faction has arrived. Intercept them immediately. Although I don't know what flying methods they used to approach, they certainly aren't something that can withstand our attacks. Rider, crush them completely with your flying chariot."
Hearing Semiramis's telepathic message, Achilles responded with a voice carrying a peculiar emotional tone. "Ah, if I can crush them, I certainly will, but it might take a little time."
"What's wrong? Did they use some incredible?? (magecraft ritual) to break in?"
"You'll see for yourself." Hearing this, Semiramis projected the outside scenery onto the ceiling and couldn't help but fall silent.
"What is this!?" With the knowledge bestowed by the Holy Grail, Semiramis naturally knew what planes were.
They were mechanical birds that insignificant humans had painstakingly created to fly in the sky. And now, they were flying towards her, riding such things. That was fine; after all, it was a more reasonable choice than using some magical tools to fly. But, the sheer number of them was too much!
There were a total of ten large jet airliners, approaching like a flock of migratory birds, surging towards them.
And the Servants' magical energy responses were very faint, making it difficult to determine which aircraft they were on. But that was for others; only one person's presence was incredibly clear at this moment. That was the arbiter of the Holy Grail War, standing straight on the central aircraft, and also the opponent of the Red Faction. Compared to the boy who was not recognized as a saint, she was the girl who was truly recognized as a saint. That was the Servant of the Ruler class, Jeanne.
"Do they intend to win by numbers? Hmph, what a foolish strategy, but indeed difficult to deal with." The ten planes were now so close that they were almost colliding. Because of this, simply shooting down one plane would not be enough to destroy their foothold.
With the agility of that Ruler and the other potentially present Servants, it would be easy to jump to another plane before falling.
"However, even so, you still cannot approach this garden."
For Semiramis, this was indeed difficult to deal with.
However, it was merely difficult to deal with. As long as she activated the garden's defensive functions, she could completely blast all those iron lumps away in one go. It was just, that would be too boring. While flaunting her power in such a way was a sure bet, if she killed all of them, the heroes of the Red Faction would surely not
accept it.
"Rider, I do not intend to attack them until they get within a certain distance of the garden."
"Empress, does that mean if they get close, even we will suffer?"
"Exactly. Do you have any objections?" Semiramis replied nonchalantly, posing a further question. Faced with her provocation, Achilles readily accepted.
"None at all, no problem whatsoever. When I'm finished with Black Archer, I'll incidentally dismantle that scrap metal flying in the air." Hearing that savage, beast-like voice, a chilling shiver ran down Semiramis's spine.
Despite being a demigod born of a heroic father and a goddess mother, and a great hero of the Trojan War, once his outer layers were peeled away, he became a monster who dedicated everything to battle.
"Very well, I leave it to you." That said, this was also an essential element for a hero. Cruelty and arrogance, and a self-confidence that deeply believed in one's own strength, these were the hallmarks that allowed heroes to become heroes.
"It's a shame Archer was brought under their control earlier, otherwise you would have a teammate supporting you from the rear!"
"I don't need support. Even without Big Sis, I can still utterly destroy them!" Listening to Semiramis's lament, Achilles's eyes grew even colder. If it weren't for his agreed duel with his master, he would definitely actively seek out Shirou to fight. After all, it was he who took Atalanta from the Red Faction.
"Lancer, don't move for now until they reach their closest point. As I am currently busy with the garden's operation, and Caster is, needless to say, unreliable, I entrust the final defense to you."
"I understand." Hearing Karna's calm tone, Semiramis immediately felt a sense of relief. Among the two Servants responsible for the interception, even if one of them somehow missed the target, with him there, the opponent would never get even half a step closer to the Greater Grail.
"Then, let the slaughter begin. The Greater Grail belongs
to us!"
"Oh!" Karna and Achilles both responded loudly.
The Black Faction, who considered reaching the garden their current victory condition. The Red Faction, who considered preventing the opponent from reaching the garden their current victory. Shirou Kotomine, aiming for human salvation, and Saintess Jeanne, striving to stop him. This final decisive battle, under the dark sky over the black sea, at an altitude of seven thousand five hundred meters, magnificently began. This was also the final decisive battle between the Red Faction and the Black Faction! This battle would truly determine who was worthy of possessing the Greater Grail!
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