The war erupted.
Amidst countless emotions of tension, unease, apprehension, anticipation, and exhilaration, the war that would determine the future of Britain suddenly broke out after brewing for several days.
The main attack of the allied army was directed at the main gate of Calot, while the eastern and western side gates were abandoned.
And the first to reach Calot’s main gate were none other than the Round Table Army led by Altoria and others.
"Bagster!"
Altoria was the first to spot Bagster standing before the main gate, as if alone defending it, and called out instinctively.
"Finally here?"
Behind Bagster was the Queen’s Army, or rather her personal troops brought from Manchester, yet she did not imdiately order a charge. Instead, she drew a magic sword exuding a fierce heat and walked towards the Round Table Army like a valiant knight.
Da Vinci, Fujimaru Ritsuka, Matthew, and others tensed their expressions slightly.
Judging by Bagster’s deanor, she seed unwilling to simply open the city gates and allow them entry.
Pasival held the holy spear and couldn’t help but glance around, seemingly searching for another figure.
Unfortunately, the familiar petite silver figure from his mory did not appear, leaving Pasival relieved yet inexplicably a bit disappointed.
Bagster paid no attention to Pasival, focusing on Altoria and Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Child of prophecy, foreign magician, I didn’t expect the ridiculous prophecy of the Mirror Clan would really co true. You have arrived here, prepared to challenge the Queen of Britain."
Bagster declared.
"...What do you intend to do? Bagster!"
Altoria’s [Fairy Eyes] have always been perceptive, thus she was the first to notice Bagster’s abnormal state.
Bagster did not conceal her intentions.
"It may not be my style, but I’m indeed sowhat confused right now."
Despite saying this, Bagster’s face showed little confusion, instead giving off an increasingly fierce and nacing aura.
"Therefore, I want to find the answers I seek through my sword."
Indeed, Bagster did not intend to easily open the city gates as previously ntioned, allowing the allied army to pass through.
She wanted to ascertain whether she was mistaken, and if so, how to correct it.
She understood that verbal sparring likely couldn’t convince herself, nor persuade her inner turmoil.
Thus, she decided to use the thod she was most familiar with, excelled in, and recognized as the most convenient way to find answers.
That is—battle!
"That man didn’t co, perhaps this is a good opportunity."
Bagster’s gaze towards Altoria and the others grew increasingly dangerous.
"Co, show your current strength."
"If you can’t even defeat , then there’s no need for you to enter Calot."
"Her majesty is stronger than I, dreaming of defeating her while fleeing like before is completely wishful thinking!"
Bagster naturally referred to the tis she hunted Altoria and others across the world, leaving them utterly defenseless.
In her view, if Altoria and the others were still as before, unable to face or defeat her directly, then wanting to defeat Morgan would be nothing but a joke.
In that case, they might as well retreat and hide, perhaps finding a chance to turn the tables in the future.
"...Do you think we’re still the sa as before?"
Altoria realized Bagster was serious.
Although she didn’t know the reasons behind Bagster’s behavior, she had made up her mind to defeat Queen Morgan here, rescue pan-human history, and allow Noconalay and other northern fairies along with the Chaldea companions to return.
In other words, this ti, she was equally serious.
Thus—
"Co and fight! Bagster!"
Altoria issued a call completely unlike her past deanor.
And her display ignited Bagster as well.
Despite her confusion, she, Bagster, remained a warrior, a knight.
"Co and fight!"
Ferocious demonic flas blazed from Bagster, awakening the fierce nature deep within her.
Witnessing this, everyone realizing that the battle was inevitable responded accordingly.
"Proclaim—"
Fujimaru Ritsuka showed her most serious expression to date, raising her hand engraved with the command spells to begin summoning the Servants.
Matthew raised her shield, emitting a faint light.
Pasival also raised the holy spear, with sacred light converging on its tip.
Da Vinci, Habettelot, Gareth, and others also entered combat mode.
The battle was imminent.
...
Above the battlefield, high in the boundless dusk sky.
At this ti, Reiger was leisurely walking forward in mid-air.
The fierce battle erupting on the ground and the simultaneous devastating war did not affect him.
Without even glancing at the ground’s conflict, he seed completely detached, hands in his pockets, calmly stepping towards Calot.
He appeared intent on proceeding directly to the royal city, entering the Jade Throne Hall, reaching the ultimate battlefield where the allied army would arrive.
But before he reached Calot’s walls, a great roar resounded across the entire sky!
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