"GHOST!!"
With Lancer shout, the huge knight's armor instantly scattered, and Jeanne naturally fell to the ground, but this was not the end. The pieces of armor, under the control of an invisible force, still barely maintained their original shape, and the huge lance in its hand fiercely stabbed down at the ground.
"Clatter~ clatter~!"
Countless ice shields spread out with the armor as the center, stacking one on top of another like an ice mountain, but before the ice shields could stack up a few layers, a rain of arrows and magic came rushing at them. The sound of the ice being hit was incredibly harsh.
The last thing Semiramis and the others saw was Jeanne kneeling on one knee and holding a rapier, chanting something. Immediately after, the ice mist completely blocked everyone's vision, but even so, strong magical energy still seeped out from the ice wall...
'Is the other party planning to use their Noble Phantasm?'
From the beginning of the Holy Grail War, Jeanne had been moving between Red and Black as a 'bystander'. It can even be said that this was the first time she had truly taken action. When she was attacked by Karna before, she was directly interrupted by Siegfried.
No one knew Jeanne's Noble Phantasm. At this time, seeing this terrifying magical energy and a large amount of protection... it was almost a conditioned reflex to think that Jeanne was the killer move that the other party had prepared, but at this moment, a red figure appeared in front of them very abruptly.
'It's not a surprise that I will be a key target of Red's Servants later. Assassin's Master, do you have an 'ability' that can kill with one blow and is not easy to be discovered?'
When everyone was preparing to set off under Gilles's cover, Siegfried suddenly asked Lancer a strange question. At first, Lancer was a bit curious about why he was being asked.
But then he quickly knew why it was him.
Standing next to him was the legendary dragon-slaying hero, Siegfried; one of the twelve paladins of Charlemagne, Astolfo; and the famous French saint, Jeanne, in Christianity.
These three were all incredibly famous, while Lancer 'true identity' was still unknown. So he was the easiest person to be ignored.
But it was obvious that neither Siegfried, Jeanne, Astolfo, nor he himself could entrust this mission, which could affect the entire world, entirely to him.
'I do, but I hope Ruler can be prepared. If I fail, then she will attack!'
Lancer words made Siegfried and the others愣. Especially Jeanne, she looked at Lancer deeply. It was obvious that her 'Noble Phantasm' should not have been known by Lancer, but this was not the time to care about such things, so she just nodded and chose to agree without saying more.
There was no doubt that neither Siegfried nor Astolfo were just cover. Once they found an opportunity, they would decisively attack. Even Jeanne, who was under the protection of Lancer 'ghost' at this time, was indeed mobilizing magical energy, but there was no doubt that Lancer was the first 'trump card', using Lancer 'lack of fame'.
And Lancer naturally didn't care. After all, he still didn't have the self-awareness of a 'hero'. In his opinion, as long as he could win, there was nothing to care about being ignored by the enemy. He didn't care about honor, reputation. From beginning to end, he only cared about the 'bottom line'.
When Jeanne was being focused on, he was like an 'abandoned' chess piece, drifting with the current among countless enemies, but his eyes were always fixed on Amakusa Shirou Tokisada in the distance and the 'Greater Grail' that was shimmering with a soft light.
Suddenly, the originally soft light of the Greater Grail began to become blinding, and Amakusa Shirou Tokisada even directly spread his arms as if he wanted to embrace something...
'Now is the time!!'
Spirit, blood, stamina...
Lancer felt as if his entire body had become weak in an instant, but he knew that this was just an illusion. At least before he released this attack, he could still hold on.
Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, who had his arms open and was preparing to welcome the fruit of victory, did not notice the killing intent that flashed behind him.
When the bloody long spear was thrown, it created a gust of wind, but it was already too late to stop it at this time. Semiramis and Atalanta didn't even have time to shift their attacks from Jeanne to Lancer. It was already too late to block Lancer, unless...
"Puff~!!"
The bloody long spear forcefully pierced through the scale armor and then pierced Semiramis's body, but because of these two obstructions, Lancer Spear of Scourge, although it hit Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, it did not directly kill him.
And Amakusa Shirou Tokisada, who had been immersed in the happiness of finally fulfilling his dream, suddenly felt a sharp pain from behind and the impact of a body that was not too heavy.
"Assassin?!"
Perhaps because there were still people from Black in the area, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada directly called out Semiramis's class instead of her name, or even the title 'Empress'.
But this time, she did not let Amakusa correct himself. Instead, she pushed his body and pulled the Spear of Scourge's spearhead out of Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's body.
"Master... do you love me?"
Semiramis's body, which was hit in a vital spot, was gradually spiritualizing, but there was no pain on her face at this time, but her trembling voice was enough to show her weakness.
Amakusa Shirou Tokisada grabbed Semiramis, who was originally falling backward. His face, which was always smiling, was rarely filled with gloom.
"I love you..."
"You... lied to me..."
"Clang~"
Along with Semiramis's last words, the Spear of Scourge that had been in her abdomen fell directly to the ground...
Because of spiritualization, Semiramis completely disappeared from Amakusa Shirou Tokisada's arms, and the 'hands' that were condensed from magical energy on his arms went berserk in that instant. There was no doubt that even though he was expressionless, his heart was not as calm as it seemed.
"I love you, I love all the people in this world..."
Although Semiramis had completely returned to the Throne of Heroes, Amakusa Shirou Tokisada continued to say words that no one could hear, but when he said these words, his expression made people curious.
Was he saying these words for others to hear, or was he saying them for himself to hear?
But at this moment, Lancer had a new reaction.
No one expected that Lancer, who was still so weak that he was about to fall, would hold a mask in his hand and fiercely put it on his face.