When the Noble Phantasm's True Name was revealed, a commotion erupted in the live broadcast room. Although some had deduced from the Heroic Spirit's attire and decorations that he was likely a Heroic Spirit from the French Empire, no one had been able to confirm he was Napoleon. This was despite the uniform, military decorations, and the giant cannon he held offering some clues....
However, it was precisely because this Emperor's era was not too distant from the present that the specific data left behind—from records of his height and weight to portraits and death masks—was so abundant. This specific data had influenced everyone's judgment, especially his height!
Furthermore, considering the legions he led and that famous painting of him on horseback, most people expected this Emperor to appear in the Rider class. People were still guessing which of Napoleon's famous generals this might be. To be told now that this was Napoleon himself was, truly, somewhat astonishing.
The seven-colored rainbow light howled forth from the cannon's muzzle, dyeing the water surface around the entire bridge with a spectacular, multi-colored brilliance.
"Watch, Master! Even if the enemy we face is an existence like a god, I will seize the possibility of victory for us!"
Unlike if I were summoned as a Rider, the most important meaning of my current Noble Phantasm is not about overwhelming power, but about that human 'possibility'.
Combined with his inherent skill [Light of Possibility], he could pry open a crack even in the most impossible of circumstances.
[Light of Possibility]. A skill similar, yet different, to Pioneer of the Stars, and also very similar to Innocent Monster. The Heroic Spirit Napoleon is an idol who shoulders not only the great deeds he actually established but also the legends that had no actual connection to him, all by himself. His manifestation is like the very embodiment of "expectation" and "possibility".
The Light of Possibility is like a rainbow, just like his Noble Phantasm.
It is a bombardment-type Noble Phantasm sharing its name with the French name for the Arc de Triomphe. Human potential is transformed into a cannonball, flying across the sky like a rainbow. It is a Noble Phantasm sublimated with the Heroic Spirit Napoleon's existence itself as the axis, with the legend of his bombardment of the Giza Sphinx added to it.
Setting aside the fact that it transforms human potential into a projectile, the simple fact that it was sublimated from the bombardment of the Sphinx grants this Noble Phantasm an anti-mystery attack property. This provided a certain degree of effectiveness against the Heroic Spirit on the white horse before them.
The red-haired bladesmith, though unable to release his own Noble Phantasm at this moment, could still use his various skills in concert to inflict unexpected and unimaginable damage. Combining his [Eye of Karma] and [Contemporary Misfortune] abilities, paired with an attack sufficient to shatter a sword upon impact, he would just have to act as the one-hit-kill assassin for this battle.
Watching the rainbow-like torrent, the Lancer Knight on the steed also slowly raised the long lance in her hand. At the same time, the lance's outer shell began to slowly unfurl. Golden light trickled out from beneath the opened shell. Merely this leaking golden light caused one to feel a sense of holiness and unimaginable pressure.
This King did not care at all about her identity being exposed. Neither she nor that Witch of Britain cared about their identities being revealed. After all, they were not some unknown, third-rate figures. On the contrary, when their True Names were revealed, it should be able to strike a certain amount of terror into the enemy.
"Holy Lance, pull the anchor—Beyond the sky, to the far corners of the earth, it is the Wedge of Light that stands at the World's End! [Rhongomyniad]!!"
The shell encasing the golden long lance slowly opened, revealing the lance's true body, which seemed to be formed from converged light. There was no need to run up into the sky. Under the attack of the rainbow light, flying into the sky was not the best option. Therefore, she would just thrust like this. Even if the golden lance in her hand had not achieved its full release, it was enough to contend with this rainbow light.
And so, directly opposite the seven-colored brilliance, a golden light also shone out, illuminating the sky and the earth. Everyone could feel that this golden light had not fully erupted. But even so, that golden light was enough to make most Heroic Spirits feel a tinge of despair when facing it.
Standing on the riverbank, the trio conducting the live broadcast watched. Gray slowly hugged the cage containing Add. From the moment the golden long lance revealed its true form, the main body of the Holy Lance sealed within Add began to stir restlessly. Even Add himself began to emit a golden light.
Gray could see that the White Horse Knight on the bridge seemed to glance in her direction. Even across the great distance, even through a mask, even through her own cloak, those jade-green eyes seemed to meet hers. She could see far too many emotions in those eyes.
But before Gray could react, the golden light and the seven-colored rainbow light collided. The seven-colored light seemed to be pierced and shattered from its very center by the golden long lance, scattering fragments of rainbow around the broken bridge. If anyone was brave enough to peek out of their room and look at the bridge, they would definitely see an incomparably splendid scene.
Of course, such a scene could also be explained away by the Church. It was nothing more than rampaging thugs who happened to have an artistic streak. Even their cannonballs and bombs were creative. The colors after the explosion were so splendid, so full of art. What a pity that such artists had walked the wrong path. How lamentable.
In any case, with the help of abilities like "The Holy Light is hoodwinking you," it was still possible to make the people of this city believe it. As for the world outside this city, the Church and the Mage's Association guaranteed that no more information would leak out. And those watching the live broadcast were all magi, so they naturally would not say anything to the outside world.
The blooming golden light and the seven-colored rainbow light caused the entire bridge to become even more severely damaged. When the seven-colored light was completely broken through, the liberated golden long lance did not have much power remaining either.
Napoleon looked at the charging Lancer Knight and couldn't help but grit his teeth. I really did seize a certain 'possibility'.If not for that, the golden Holy Lance probably would have shattered the seven-colored light directly.
But this meant that they were not without a chance of victory!
He held the giant cannon in his hand horizontally, then swung it forward directly to collide with the golden long lance. In any case, the body of this cannon in my hand is the main body of my Noble Phantasm.It won't be destroyed so easily!