Type-Moon Simulation: Starting with Conquering a Greek Goddess!-Chapter 549: The time to expel fakes has come

Although the current Holy Grail War has been intervened by Moran.

But, this is not something Francesca needs to worry about, she instead feels that things are becoming more and more interesting.

The reason why she can be so indifferent.

Is because she smelled an unboring aura from Moran.

There are indeed many variables.

Even she can’t say the answer to the ending, but that’s what makes this Holy Grail War interesting to her.

After that, Francesca said a lot of teasing and sarcasm to Orlando. In the end, even the cold-faced and ruthless police chief showed killing intent and said, "Don’t meddle in my business, go back to headquarters."

"Okay, okay, I’ll go back. Until it’s my turn to appear, I’ll wait patiently... Hehe, tonight isn’t over yet, it’s time to expel the fakes~!"

Francesca takes nimble steps like a dancer, murmuring words of love to the world itself.

Orlando watches Francesca leave.

He won’t feel at ease until he sees this guy disappear from his sight. It’s not strange for this thrill-seeker to do anything.

"You just keep acting like the mastermind, you old dog."

There is no smile on Orlando’s face, nor is he relaxed.

But, you can see unwillingness in his eyes.

Being oppressed to the point of near suffocation by the existence of the King of Britain and the True Ancestor Princess, and also feeling fear and dread towards the unknown.

However, the emotion that emerges more is unwillingness to lose.

He wants to win, he still wants to seize victory.

Is there no way for the weak to win just because they are weak?

No, Orlando will not accept such a thing.

His heart is not obscured by any gloom.

After all, his belief is already located at a height that surpasses his own self-esteem and even his life.

Snowfield, Snowfield City, Opera House.

Located slightly away from the city center, the opera house has existed since the town was founded.

Although this building, which easily exceeds fifty years of history, is full of oldness everywhere, it still retains a rather solemn atmosphere.

Now, not only are there no scheduled performances or shows, but even more than a week ago, it began to prohibit others from entering under the guise of "partial renovation."

Late at night, the hall, which is usually surrounded by silence, is slightly different tonight.

"A mark that looks like a Command Seal... You... are you the Master that Faldeus mentioned!?"

On the stage of the opera house.

A blood-red carpet with hot gold trim is the most eye-catching accompaniment to this drama.

A man is kneeling in the center of the stage.

His left hand is empty, as if it had been precisely cut off by something sharp.

Blood drips, drips down.

Making this solemn red carpet even more red.

This man is a magus.

He belongs to Faldeus and is also under the United States. After receiving the relic from above, he rushed to this opera house in the city to summon a Heroic Spirit.

However, he was intercepted before he could officially summon.

The other party issued a declaration of war to him.

His whole body is covered in wounds, and his left hand is also missing. The other party is a magus who intercepted him.

"Hehe, facing a thief who stole the national treasure of Great Britain, even being cut into a thousand pieces is not enough to atone for his death. However, considering that you are a decent magus. Well, I will give you some mercy..."

Steady footsteps echo in the wide theater.

The magus who walks out of the dark shadows is naturally none other than Kayneth.

"B-Britain! How is that possible!? How did you know about this place... Could it be...!"

The magus seems to have thought of something.

They have sent spies into Britain.

However, because Britain is like an iron bucket, there is no room for them to infiltrate. Conversely, if Britain sent out spies, then this matter would be troublesome.

"Kayneth El-Melloi Archibald, the ninth head of the Archibald family, hereby declares. With the blood of the thief, cleanse this sin—the dignity of our Great Britain must not be violated!"

"El-Melloi... One of the twelve Lords of the Mage’s Association... You! How did you come to...!"

Before the magus could finish speaking.

It was as if a silver light flashed across his entire body.

The next second, it’s like a jelly falling to the ground.

The magus was cut into dozens of pieces of bloody minced meat, without even letting out a wail, only blood overflowed.

The Heroic Spirit summoning formula that was drawn here earlier.

Gradually stained red with his blood.

"Is this the stolen stone coffin...?"

Kayneth stares at the stone coffin in the center of the summoning formula.

It was originally stolen by spies and taken abroad.

However, at the moment when the magus was about to use it to summon a Heroic Spirit, Kayneth intercepted and killed him.

Kayneth saw the extraordinary nature of the stone coffin at a glance.

Even as a Mystic Code, this stone coffin can be called a top-quality existence. Moreover, it is quite old.

It is perfect for summoning as a relic.

Without much thought, Kayneth pondered for a moment and said, "...It is indeed our national treasure, so we should use the relic of Great Britain to lend a hand to our King."

Afterward, Kayneth began to chant.

The Command Seals on the back of his hand glowed with a bright red light.

When he spoke the last line of the incantation.

In an instant, Kayneth sensed a faint killing intent, death approaching him in physical form.

He immediately put Volumen Hydrargyrum into defensive mode.

As the black shadow swooping down collided with Volumen Hydrargyrum, Kayneth was knocked off the stage.

"Hmm?"

The shadow leaping in the darkness was quite surprised.

She didn’t expect a magus to be able to block her thrust.

In fact, most magi in Britain are well-versed in Divine Era magecraft, let alone the Lords.

Even when facing Servants, they have a chance to fight.

But, it’s just a chance to fight.

Kayneth is not an excellent warrior; being able to protect his life against a Servant is already good.

In this situation, Kayneth judged that there was only one possibility to win, and that was to complete the Servant summoning.

As long as he successfully summons a Servant.

With his aptitude, dealing with an Assassin would not be a problem.

"—Appear from the Wheel of Suppression, the guardian of the balance...!"

Kayneth activated Volumen Hydrargyrum’s defense at the same time.

He raised his hand towards the Servant summoning circle.

As a genius of the Spiritual Evocation Department, he could complete the summoning even from a distance away from the Servant summoning circle.

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