The declaration of Red Rider Achilles resounded throughout the world, and Black Rider Astolfo was no less than him. Although he was not as imposing as the former, he had his own determination to never look back!
"Go on!!!"
With a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, another black coffin shattered.
"The second one, come again!"
The phantom horse that inherited the griffin's wings summoned out a blue tornado, which, along with the snowflakes of flying book pages, entangled itself around the assault rifle and slammed into the third black coffin.
Immediately afterwards, the black coffin shattered.
However, the "touch and drop" golden assault rifle that had helped its master penetrate three black coffins in a row had also reached its limit. Spider-web-like cracks appeared on the tip of the gun, and it shattered along with the black coffin.
"Ah, Algaria."
Astolfo pouted in dissatisfaction and threw the gun aside. Although the Noble Phantasm was not completely damaged, the assault rifle without the tip was no longer useful for charging.
"There's nothing we can do. We'll have to rely on ourselves from now on. Hippodrome."
Huanma's response was still loud and clear.
"Sieg, the impact will be even greater next time, so hold on tight!"
"Well, we will succeed, because the rider is a hero!"
"Yes, I am a hero, charge - Astolfo Charge!!!"
Without the lance, it was now a battle between flesh and blood and the turret.
Although the Hippogriff is a mythical beast, its rank is still lower than that of its father, the Griffin. In other words, in terms of mystery, it is naturally not comparable to Semiramis.
However, this "vain hanging garden" is just vanity in the final analysis, and is actually a treasure constructed with materials that exist in the real world.
As a result, the two mysteries are almost on equal footing—although one can be destroyed, the other can never be left unscathed.
The hard feathers of one horse began to break, the foreheads of three phantom horses were covered in blood, and starting from the fourth horse, the majestic faces gradually became distorted.
Soon, another black coffin was broken into. Including the three that were pierced by the lance, this was the eighth one.
"There are three more, Hippogriff, is that still possible?"
The Hippogriff neighed three times, which were not as loud as before, but still full of determination.
The sharp beak and cracked hoof, so what? Since the owner is fighting so hard, how can it retreat as a partner
Sieg hammered his thigh hard, forcing himself not to look away, and tried hard to squeeze out the magic power in his body.
Although it is a Noble Phantasm, the Hippogriff is also a summoned creature like the Servants. It can feel pain and fear. Now without weapons, every collision brings it closer to death.
Astolfo clenched his teeth and gently wiped the corners of his eyes.
Compared to beings like Pegasus and the Immortal Horse, Hippogriff is weak.
Compared to masters like Amakusa Shiro Tokisada and Matou Shinji, Sieg is weak.
Compared to heroes like Achilles and Chiron, he was undoubtedly weak.
Weak mount, weak master, weak servant.
This is a fact that cannot be changed. He has neither noble blood nor status, nor outstanding achievements. Although he has made considerable efforts, he has not done any arduous and strict training.
However, being weak is not an excuse to escape, and treating things that you can do as things that you cannot do is not okay.
Because we have always been like this, no matter how slim the hope is, we will never look away. We struggle desperately to do what we can do, and at the same time, we struggle desperately to make the impossible possible.
so-
"Let's go ahead."
The storm is coming again, and the two men and one horse risk everything.
At this moment, pure white light cut through the night sky like a comet and flashed in front of Hippogriff.
"Assassin's Pegasus?"
Tianma rubbed Hippogriff's body with his forehead and bit Astolfo's skirt with his mouth.
Astolfo, who had an A+ grade mount and could communicate with almost all mythical beasts, instantly understood what it meant.
"You're here to replace Hippogriff?"
Becasas nodded in a humane way. He was as intelligent as a human and had already seen how heavy the burden on the Hippogriff was, so after sending Gold to the courtyard, it turned back as fast as it could, hoping to help Astolfo.
"Wow, that's so nice of you—."
Just as Astolfo was about to cheer, a magic bullet came flying over and almost hit Becasas who had no magic book protection.
"Ah, now is not the time to talk about this, Master, hold me tight!"
The Hippogriff turned into spirit particles and dispersed. At the same time, Astolfo rolled over and climbed onto the back of the Pegasus.
"Thank you for your hard work, partner. Take a good rest. It's up to you from now on. Tenma, what's your name?"
"Becasus, huh? What a great name! Let's go ahead, Becasus, and smash all the remaining big iron blocks!!!"
"Herod Law Law—"
Although the neighing of the Pegasus is different from that of the Hippogriff, the will contained in them is the same.
With a fierce roar, the pure white comet smashed the remaining black monsters to pieces!
"It's really hateful! Although the master has already said it, I didn't expect that a guy of this level could really smash the 'Black Coffin of Ten and One';, Witch's Book, Hippogriff, Pegasus, very good, very good!!!"
Semiramis stared at the Pink Knight, who was floating outside the courtyard and cheering and celebrating, with an extremely cold expression.
"No choice. We'll have to leave the repair of the black coffin for later. What we need to do now is—"
The empress sitting on the throne raised her right hand, cast her eyes on the invaders who began to land in the courtyard one after another, and activated the trap prepared in advance - she had thought that the master was a little too cautious before, but now she thought that she had underestimated the enemy.
The moment the fingers twisted, the spatial structure inside the courtyard underwent earth-shaking changes.
The first to suffer was Achilles' chariot. He had intended to follow Jeanne's instructions and use his speed and numerical advantage to first capture the two Shadow Servants who were fighting against Chiron and Atalanta.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the chariot entered the courtyard, the surrounding space began to distort.
When Achilles rushed out of the distortion, all the passengers on the undead chariot disappeared, and Achilles himself appeared in an unfamiliar forest.
Before Achilles could figure out the situation, the surrounding trees began to grow like crazy, and in the blink of an eye, they blocked the undead chariot with its powerful speed and hardness.
"If you are playing such a trick, get out of here!"
Achilles snorted coldly and put away his chariot. He swung the meteor spear at an astonishing speed to cut through the wildly growing vegetation while heading towards the source of the magic power.
There stood a man formed by the gathering of black shadows. The man was taller than Achilles, holding a huge spear in his hands. He raised his hands high and shouted deafeningly:
"Roma~Rome~"
PS: What are you looking at? Are you Roman too