"What are you going to do about it?"
Not only the Red Assassin Semiramis, but her Master Father Shirou also said the same thing.
The difference is that Semiramis is paying attention to Jeanne, whose life creed is completely different from hers, while Shirou is paying attention to another person, a man standing next to Jeanne, a man who occasionally glances at the sky garden with malicious eyes.
"Let me see what kind of surprise you can bring me?"
Father Shirou's right hand unconsciously swept across the hilt of the knife, and no one noticed the sharp edge that was inadvertently revealed.
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What is Shinji going to do
Is there any need to ask? Of course I told the truth.
As soon as he landed and stood still, Shinji grabbed Vlad III's gun:
"Grand Duke, wait a minute."
"Assassin, what are you doing here?"
After all, Vlad III is not Spartacus, and he will not fight anyone he sees without distinguishing between friend and foe.
"I came to save you." Shinji went straight to the point.
"Save me?"
Vlad III frowned slightly, not being able to grasp Shinji's meaning for a moment, and his movements in directing the rafters were also a little slow.
Spartacus took this opportunity and swung out his eight arms at the same time, smashing towards the three people standing together with the force of a violent storm.
Shinji retreated and shouted to the sky: "Rider!"
"Oh! Here it comes." A vibrant voice came from above his head, and a gorgeous platinum lance fell from the sky, just brushing past Spartacus' body.
The Noble Phantasm: One Touch, One Drop, activated.
A Servant pierced by a lance will be forced to transform into a spirit below the knees, and will fall due to loss of balance - no matter how many legs they have.
As expected, Spartacus fell down. Because his body was too big and heavy, he fell even more completely, and he couldn't even support himself with his hands like a human.
Shinji took advantage of this opportunity to explain: "This guy is going to self-destruct. If you stay here any longer, even you will be blown to pieces."
"That—I see."
Vlad III was not stupid. Although he was furious for a moment, he could easily sense the frightening magic power hidden in Spartacus after calming down. He immediately retreated at the fastest speed without hesitation. The full-speed running with agility parameter of A was faster than the previous warhorse puppet.
After persuading Vlad III to withdraw, Shinji said to Jeanne: "Ruler, you should withdraw too."
"But—" Jeanne looked at the sky garden above unwillingly. We have come this far, should we give up
"Don't worry, I have made arrangements, trust me." Shinji smiled and winked.
"I understand." Joan of Arc nodded and began to back away.
"Great, first step completed. Should I - no, just to be on the safe side, I should -"
As he spoke, Shinji manifested the Ishtar Spear and used the power of the spear to shake the earth, making the already cracked ground even more fragile.
As soon as Spartacus struggled a little, the lower part of his body began to collapse, which made it even more difficult for him to pursue again.
After doing all this, Shinji nodded with satisfaction, stepped on the air with his feather shoes, and chased after Vlad III.
The reason why he chased Vlad III instead of Joan of Arc was because he needed his help with something.
"Grand Duke, what is the maximum range of your Noble Phantasm? Ah, I don't mean to pry into your secrets, but—"
"One kilometer."
Without waiting for Shinji to finish, Vlad III directly revealed the confidential information that should not be disclosed to other servants. This leadership temperament and decisiveness moved Shinji a little. He asked himself if he could be so frank, so he prepared a set of words, but he didn't expect that it would be useless.
After a brief pause, Shinji continued:
"Then stop one kilometer away. Then please listen to my signal and activate your Noble Phantasm on Spartacus."
"I understand, but at this distance, I can't guarantee any casualties."
"Killing is secondary. What I want is to use the rafters as a lift to lift Spartacus up. The higher the better, and the closer to the Red Army's base camp, the better."
"What are you going to do—" A burning flash appeared in Vlad III's red eyes.
"I want to trick the red team."
While they were talking, they had already run a distance of one kilometer.
"Rider, how is it?" Shinji stopped and activated Telepathy.
This is not magic activated through the connection of the Master-Servant Contract, but a special skill learned from Chiron. Although it has many limitations compared to the "telepathy" of the Master-Servant Contract, it is undeniable that this skill is very practical.
"Well, that's bad. The monster has crawled out of the pit and is heading towards you. It looks scary, Jeanne."
Listening to Astolfo's voice, Shinji could even imagine him patting his chest and sticking out his tongue.
"Really? Then we must hurry up. You should also be ready and wait for my signal at any time."
"Oh, just leave it to me. I can't wait to get started."
"I leave it to you." After saying that, Shinji suddenly turned his head and looked at Vlad III. "Grand Duke! Please."
Upon hearing this, Vlad III raised his left hand, and surging dark magic power swept out like a shadow tide, covering the entire ground around him in an instant and quickly extending into the distance.
In the blink of an eye, Spartacus' body began to tremble, not because of the running of the alien berserker, but from the depths of the earth, the spiritual vein of the entire Tulipas that had become the territory of the "Little Dragon King".
"Kazikli Bey!"
As Vlad III's voice was full of authority, he clenched his left fist tightly.
The next second, hundreds of rafters pierced through the ground and slammed into Spartacus' body.
Yes, crash!
The movement of the rafters can no longer be described as stabbing.
The sharp rafters were not pierced from various angles as before, but gathered into a huge iron pillar, rising directly from the ground, lifting Spartacus' huge body high into the sky.
The shape of the iron pillar is not a simple cylinder, but thin at the top and thick at the bottom, similar to a cone with the tip cut off. This is to ensure that the iron pillar will not collapse due to height problems.
Spartacus, who found himself getting farther and farther away from his oppressor, roared loudly and struggled frantically, trying to break away from the iron pillar formed by the rafters, return to the ground, and continue his rebellion.
Unfortunately, the oppressors at the top of the power were well prepared. The rafters that had originally merged into one suddenly spread outward and turned into more than ten steel bars as thick as children's arms, which either stabbed or stuck, tightly binding Spartacus' body.
Of course, at this time, it is no longer hundreds of rafters gathered together, but thousands of them twisted together, and it will not be long before the number of rafters will exceed five digits.
This is the achievement of the Black Berserker!
This is a great feat that Vlad III could not accomplish during his lifetime!
This is a miracle that can only be accomplished by Romania's greatest hero with the added strength of local faith!