"Elizabeth Bathory?" The Lord couldn't immediately recall his relationship with her, but the name Elizabeth Bathory was still very recognizable in a certain sense. "You bastard, are you mocking me!"
Jiang You realized he had probably remembered the title of Vampire Countess. The Lord in this state loathed his Noble Phantasm, Legend of Dracula, to the extreme, and would refuse to use it even if he were about to die. It was only natural for him to be sensitive to it. "You're so quick to impose a title you yourself refuse to bear onto someone else?"
The Lord in this state was still relatively rational; after all, someone who could patiently do needlework generally had a more meticulous mind: "You're not wrong. I was being narrow-minded. Elizabeth Bathory... the one from Csejte Castle. She really is my niece, it seems."
"So you remember now? Though she wasn't slandered, after all; she really did do it." Jiang You shrugged. "But the one I have here is the Bathory before she committed those crimes, though she is a bit different. Speaking of which, you Heroic Spirits are truly interesting, splitting yourselves into completely different people across different stages. So, do you want to meet her? Opportunities like this are few and far between, you know."
"We Heroic Spirits?" The Lord seemed to catch onto something, realizing Jiang You was speaking as if he himself were not a Heroic Spirit. "It seems you hold some secret, sir. But since we are enemies, I suppose you won't tell the truth. As for my niece, I assume you won't give me a choice, will you?"
"You guessed right." Jiang You had originally planned to just have some fun with a 1v1 fight, but after the Lord's reminder, he realized it was unnecessary; it was already a crushing match. The dragon girl hadn't done any work since she was summoned, and it was time for her to stretch her muscles. "Because you're too weak, the sooner I finish this, the sooner I can go to sleep."
"How dare you be so arrogant!" Such a completely dismissive attitude made the Lord extremely displeased. After all, he had once been a king and had his own pride. "Whether for the Human Order or for my own honor, I will pierce you through again today!"
The conversation had come to an end. The Lord no longer suppressed his fighting spirit, and with a wave of his hand, continuous thorns once again attacked Jiang You. In the Lord's perception, Jiang You's defensive capabilities were very strong, but his agility was not excellent, otherwise there would be absolutely no need to either tank every single attack or summon other Servants to block. In this case, restricting Jiang You's movements could allow for effective attacks. At the same time, the Lord also sent out the signal he had previously arranged with Amakusa and the others.
Semiramis released a poisonous gas that could obstruct the operation of magical power. Generally speaking, a Servant's defense relies on using magical power to weaken attacks, which was precisely the advantage of fortress warfare.
Unfortunately, Jiang You had no intention of relying on himself to fight.
"It's impossible. Let me show you the gap between us... Of course, I'm talking about your niece." The strength of a Servant synchronized with an Outer God was ridiculously high, and Elizabeth was no exception. Even if this person's original body was only second-rate.
"It's already too late!" The Lord had already gotten close, his long spear pointing directly at Jiang You's eye. He refused to believe that Jiang You's eye could also be hard enough to block his long spear.
After all, Jiang You wasn't some guy who wore his underwear on the outside. To think he could block an attack from a Top-tier Servant with his own eye without being caught off guard was nothing short of wishful thinking. However, his summons had no casting or wind-up time. If he couldn't block it himself, he could simply let someone else do it.
"It hurts! Waaaahhhhh!" Facts proved that even a Servant fused with an Outer God couldn't withstand attacks with her bare flesh. When the Lord's thorn spear pierced Elizabeth's shoulder, she let out a scream so blood-curdling that it could make one despair. Elizabeth could already use her voice as a weapon, and after fusing with an Outer God related to sound waves, this effect had been enhanced. The sound waves formed by the piercing shriek physically knocked the Lord backward.
"My Lord, could you at least pay me a little more attention?" Elizabeth grumbled, clutching her shoulder. The wound was nothing to her, but it still hurt like hell. "Even I would feel sad."
"So strong..." The Lord's hand gripping the long spear was trembling slightly. Having been hit head-on by the sound source at close range, he had taken nearly full damage, and his brain seemed to be vibrating. "...Are you really that Elizabeth?"
"Who else could it be?" Elizabeth finally turned her attention to the Lord. She sensed a familiar aura emanating from him, the kind of scent she detested most. "You have an aura that makes me very uncomfortable. It feels just like... me after growing up. What kind of vampire are you? You reek of blood from head to toe. How disgusting!"
"I am different." The Lord had never acknowledged his own Noble Phantasms. Yet, for things he had never done, a novel had framed him for sins and forcibly nailed the title of "vampire" to his name, into his Spirit Origin. He was an innocent monster. To him, no one had the right to question him, let alone the Elizabeth who had actually committed those crimes. "I am not like you! How dare you describe me with that filthy thing? Now, right here! Use your blood to wash away my grievances!"
The Lord's fury seemed almost visible. The erupting thorns even affected the others fighting nearby. Seeing the thorns piercing toward her from all over the mountainside, even the current Elizabeth felt a bit of pressure.
"Did I say anything wrong? Why is he so angry?" Elizabeth instinctively took a few steps back. "Isn't he a vampire?"
"Though he's the origin of vampires in the academic sense." In the Type-Moon World, true vampires are actually Dead Apostles, but the general public's concept of a vampire is Dracula, also known as the Lord. "But in Reality, he was just a bit ruthless with his enemies; to his country, he was a genuine Hero. You've been slandered for centuries and still have that same attitude. I'm telling you, find a chance to apologize. He's your uncle after all... besides, don't you know what you did after you grew up? Anyone who calls him a vampire would get angry, let alone you."
"But I haven't done it either!" Elizabeth felt wronged. At this stage, she really hadn't bathed in blood. Her thoughts were completely different from the adult Carmilla's. "How is it fair for my younger self to take the fall for my older self? This makes no sense! If anyone needs to apologize, it should be her!"
Without hesitation, she shifted the blame to Carmilla, who hadn't even appeared yet, and brandished her long spear, which looked like a microphone stand, to charge at the Lord.
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Spy-Whats this? Chapters are back?! I used my Legendary Spell card "Credit Card" to draw the rest of the deck(Chapters)!
Also thank aspenTL for helping make these chaps come out wayyy faster.