Before this, Lancer had always been very cautious, afraid that Caster would suddenly pop out from somewhere and give him a fatal blow, but when he sensed that everything around him was exactly the same as in his memories, he had a guess: 'Then what about the places in his memories that he had never been to?'
Although it sounded unreliable, this was the only option now, so he simply decided to try it, and the result was a success. After he ran for a few minutes, he found that the scenery around him was still a bit discordant. Then, he decisively attacked a snow pile that seemed to be empty, and then the whole world was like a piece of cloth that was torn apart, and he also arrived in this 'new place', and then he saw Jeanne, who was tied to the cross.
Lancer had been very curious before. Since Caster could make him fall into a world made of memories, why didn't he kill him? It couldn't be that the other party was simply bored and wanted to tease him, could it? He didn't think that the Red Faction's Caster would do such a boring thing. After all, the raging battlefield below was the best evidence.
So there was only one answer: the other party could not use these illusions made of his memories to attack him. In that case, the best choice would naturally be to disguise himself as his 'ally' to sneak-attack him!
So when he saw Jeanne being burned in the flames, his first reaction was——————
The other party was Caster of the Red Faction in disguise!
Lancer didn't know how to leave this strange place, but he knew that as long as he took care of Caster, he would be able to get out!
"Caster? Assassin's Master, what are you talking about?"
Looking at 'Jeanne' who was struggling in the flames, Lancer not only showed no change in expression but also had a bit of a desire to laugh.
"You don't have to pretend anymore! Although I don't know how you did it, everything I saw just now was fake. Or do you think I would show mercy when facing a Ruler?"
Seeing Lancer walking over with a murderous aura, Jeanne, who had originally wanted to return to reality by 'being burned to death', also had a somewhat ugly expression.
She knew that even if she was burned to death, it was not real death, but looking at the ferocious blood-colored long spear in Lancer hand, she did not have that confidence.
「True Name Revelation」
「Lancer, ???」
As the Ruler of this Holy Grail War, Jeanne was given many special abilities, one of which was 'True Name Revelation'. Using this, she could know the names and Noble Phantasms of all Servants, and it was precisely by using this ability that she had found a way to break out of the situation. But there was no doubt that when she chose Lancer as her target again, she got a vague answer.
Jeanne had once hesitated whether to deal with Lancer. After all, the other party was not one of the 14 Servants but possessed a Servant's abilities, but in the end, she had chosen to give up, as she had no evidence to prove that Lancer had violated the rules. But now, using it again and still getting nothing made her feel anxious.
If she fought back, she would have to break free from the flames, and then this world would stop because of her change. The method of leaving directly would naturally disappear, and she would have to find another way out, but if she didn't fight back, she might really be killed by Lancer.
At this time, Jeanne couldn't help but fall into a dilemma.
But just as she was hesitating, Lancer had already accelerated and charged at her...
"Ugh~!!"
The long spear in his hand pierced Jeanne's side without hesitation, and Jeanne, who was in the flames, couldn't help but let out a wail.
Shakespeare's Noble Phantasm, 'The time for the performance has come. There should be a thunderous applause here (First Folio)', does not have any offensive power, but it was precisely because of this that it gained an even more powerful ability.
It could recreate everything that the target had experienced based on their memories, and this strange Noble Phantasm could not only satisfy his strange 'voyeuristic desires' but also allowed him not to have to be on the battlefield himself.
It could be said that this Noble Phantasm, which others considered to be useless, was the most suitable for this Servant who openly stated that 'he would not participate in the battle'.
But what he didn't expect was that Lancer had sensed something was off in advance and found the 'boundary' of the Noble Phantasm. But just when he was disappointed and thought that he couldn't continue watching the show, another good show quietly began, especially when he saw Lancer holding his long spear and aiming it at Jeanne. A very strange smile appeared on his face.
Although it was out of a sense of twisted amusement, he was actually very cautious with his life. At the very least, he would not personally enter the stage before his safety was guaranteed, but the other party seemed to have mistaken Jeanne for him?
"Oh my~ It's so helpless~"
Although he said that he was helpless, his eyes revealed a sense of 'troublemaking'.
Especially when he saw Lancer decisively piercing the long spear into Jeanne's body, his face even flushed with excitement.
"It's simply too wonderful!! This is why I love humans so much!! They always do things that are so unbelievable!! Stories need logic, but humans don't!!"
He was about to applaud with a face full of excitement, but then he saw a dazzling red light in front of him...
"Boom!!"
The long spear instantly pierced Shakespeare's head, and his 'corpse' also gradually turned into light and disappeared in mid-air.
On the other side, when Lancer saw that his attack had hit the target and the strange street was gradually disappearing, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but then he quickly squatted down and helped Jeanne up.
"Hey! You're not really dead, are you?! I held back at the last moment..."
With Lancer shout, Jeanne also held her side and slowly sat up. It was clear that if Shakespeare had not been carried away by 'excitement', he would have definitely found that Jeanne did not return to the Throne of Heroes after 'dying' but instead left a corpse, but unfortunately, victory on the battlefield is always decided in an instant, and this time, the winners were Lancer and Jeanne.
"It's okay..."
At this time, Jeanne's face was a bit pale as she held the wound on her side.
"Wait a minute! I'll help you heal!"
Without hesitation, Lancer took out his 'Magic Device' and then squatted beside the other party's wound.
'Medium Healing Spell'
As the magic circuit was activated, a shimmering blue light appeared on the wound on Jeanne's side, and Lancer also had to admit that his technique just now was very good. The cut was very smooth, and when her wound healed, one wouldn't even be able to see the wound if they didn't look closely.
Only after the other party's wound was completely healed did he truly breathe a sigh of relief.