Anchor, Stop Pretending, You're in Chaldea - Chapter 50

On a hill about two kilometers away from the fortress, Johanna has already set up the Magecraft Territory.

“The temporary Magecraft Territory has been established. This way, you can obtain some Magical Energy from the ley lines, enough to replenish the consumption of your Noble Phantasm,” she said, looking towards Mordred.

“Can you see clearly from here, Mordred?”

“Oh! Absolutely no problem!!!” Mordred held the sword with both hands and aimed the tip of the sword at the distant castle to confirm the basic position.

Even without the Eagle Eye skill unique to the Archer class, the overall abilities of a Heroic Spirit are stronger than when they were alive as an ordinary person.

“Just two kilometers, no big deal.”

“According to the plan, once you unleash your Noble Phantasm and confirm the enemy Servant and the Evil Dragon’s movements, the Master will immediately start infiltrating the castle to seize the Holy Grail and cut off their communication. Whether this plan can be successfully executed depends on you, the most crucial part.”

As Johanna said these words, her expression became serious.

“You want to attract as many enemies as possible, right?”

A smile appeared on Mordred’s lips.

“Leave it to me!”

“But according to the Master’s orders, besides the Dragon Witch, there may be a new Servant summoned by her, in addition to a Caster and an Archer. Once there are too many strong enemies, your own safety must be the top priority.”

Johanna looked at Mordred, repeating Bai Qiu’s words.

“If the situation is not favorable, retreat immediately.”

“Ahahaha, don’t worry, it’s just a dragon. I can handle a bunch of guys like that.”

Mordred then walked to the center of the magic circle set up by Johanna, and a tremendous amount of Magical Energy surged into their body.

“I can start anytime.”

“You… *sigh*,” Johanna sighed helplessly and then looked back.

*Clack, clack.*

Emiya Kiritsugu, wearing a cloak, was wiping and assembling his weapons.

Although these guns materialized by magical energy do not require maintenance, Emiya Kiritsugu has the habit of doing so before every battle.

Feeling Johanna’s gaze on him, Emiya Kiritsugu didn’t turn around. He simply loaded the Origin Bullet into the chamber, completing the final assembly.

This weapon only has a single round and cannot automatically eject the casing. It takes a significant amount of time to reload.

In terms of practical firearms, it’s not very suitable.

But this gun is a reflection of Emiya Kiritsugu’s essence.

It was developed for hunting Magus and possesses the ability to deliver a decisive blow.

Johanna hesitated for a moment but still spoke up.

“Master hopes that you can protect Mordred when she unleashes her Noble Phantasm. And if the enemy’s Archer appears later, the task of restraining them will be entrusted to you, Emiya… no, Assassin.”

Johanna repeated Bai Qiu’s plan.

It’s probably impossible to expect that rebellious knight to follow the plan obediently.

But as the strongest combat force in the team, she naturally needs to confront the enemy head-on.

They can only rely on themselves and this Assassin to restrain the enemy.

To be honest, this Assassin rarely appears and doesn’t have much interaction with the other members of the team. He always seems serious.

This leaves Johanna unsure of how to approach him. She has greeted him before, but he only coldly replied, calling himself Assassin.

Even though he possesses a great identity that can make believers worship him devoutly, when faced with this seemingly atheist Assassin…

Johanna, like a student council president struggling with social interactions, doesn’t know what to do.

Emiya Kiritsugu didn’t look up. He simply put away his firearms.

“I will go and hide near the top of that mountain later. If it’s the enemy’s Archer, she will definitely appear at that excellent shooting spot. I’ll leave this place to you. And…”

Then he said casually,

“Just call me by my name.”

“——————？！”

Johanna looked incredulously as the figure of Emiya Kiritsugu disappeared before her eyes. For some reason, she felt that the current Mr. Emiya Kiritsugu seemed easier to get along with.

Little did Johanna know that tens of thousands of viewers in the livestream were watching her conversation with Emiya Kiritsugu.

“Has Kiritsugu Dad become more amiable?” someone asked.

“Does anyone have a recap? I feel like I missed a few episodes,” another person chimed in.

“I think I missed something too. Maybe it’s related to yesterday’s battle,” someone speculated.

“I never expected him to agree to assist Mordred in unleashing her Noble Phantasm. After all, he’s the man who blew up a building during the Holy Grail War and bombed planes on Mother’s Day,” another person commented.

“So this is the charm of middle-aged men? Love it, love it,” someone exclaimed.

However, everyone quickly shifted their attention to Mordred.

After all, no one wanted to miss the scene of her releasing her Noble Phantasm from such a distance.

Mordred took a deep breath and then held her sword with both hands, chanting an incantation.

“Liberate Here, Radiant and Resplendent, Surpassing Even the Illustrious Caliburn, as the Holy Sword Chosen by the King, Also the Sword That Brings an End to the King’s Legend, Clarent!!!”

On the blade, silver radiance and a dark aura gradually intertwined.

Magical Energy surrounded Mordred, carrying the scent of power.

Temporarily gaining the recognition of the chosen sword and receiving an increase in strength, Mordred’s entire body was filled with Magical Energy.

Mordred raised Clarent high and shouted, “Crimson Thunder!!!”

The Magical Energy transformed into lightning, further amplifying Mordred’s power.

At this moment, Magical Energy from the surrounding ley lines was rapidly drawn out and converged onto Mordred, who stood at the center of the magic circle.

Even Johanna, who was standing nearby, couldn’t help but be slightly amazed by the immense Magical Energy emanating from Mordred.

Is this the power possessed by the rebellious knight of Britain?!

However, this power seems to be a bit too ferocious.

The livestream chat room was also blinded by the dazzling light.

“Oh my goodness, these special effects are so flashy!”

“Hold down the left mouse button to charge Mordred’s Noble Phantasm!”

“Can this attack match our King’s curry stick?!”

“Can she really hit from such a long distance? It’s two kilometers away!”

“Brother, that’s what they thought about the Eastern Wooden Bridge. It was pierced by a curry stick, and it was only two kilometers away…”

“Mordred with her second Noble Phantasm and going all out with magic release, stacking those buffs.”

“Breaking news: An unidentified gas explosion occurred at a castle in Orleans today.”

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“Hehe, with this power, even my father, the King, would find it difficult to match!” Mordred tightly gripped Clarent, her gaze fixed on the distant castle where the Dragon Witch resided. “Let’s see how long you can hide inside.”

Then, Mordred took a step forward and swung her sword with force. “This Is the Evil Sword That Destroyed My Father, Rebellion Against My Beautiful Father (Clarent Blood Arthur)!!!”