Aslan, who was leading the group away from the hotel and towards the new city district, turned his head. Upon seeing a firework rise in the direction of Ryuudou Temple, which then exploded into a line of Old English, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. The only one who could pull off such a fancy trick was a certain incubus. Although he was crying out for him to help, in reality, it wasn't so easy for that incubus to die.
Merlin was, after all, a Grand Caster candidate. Although compared to a true Grand and the other holder of Clairvoyance, this guy, whether in terms of destructive power or personality, seemed a bit lacking. But no matter what, he was still a candidate. At the very least, he had lived a long life, knew many hidden secrets of history, and he wasn't even dead yet.
Having a long life and a lot of time meant you could do whatever you wanted. After all, it represented that there was still a future. Who knows, maybe one day in the future he would strive to improve himself and create a few terrifying forbidden spells. After all, he had lived for a long time; anything was possible. If you were to ask if the current Merlin had mastered forbidden-spell-level magic, he might actually have, just that he was unwilling to use it. Come to think of it, Merlin's illusion magic could already be considered a forbidden spell. That was an illusion that could be drawn in Tiamat's dream. Although, the first moment Tiamat woke up, poor little Merlin was pinched into dregs.
In short, it wasn't so easy for Merlin to die. And to have the mind to make it look like a firework, directly launching it into the sky instead of using a Command Spell to notify him, meant that this old bastard still had the spare energy to pull off these fancy tricks.
However, since Merlin had already launched such a signal flare asking for support, it also meant that his current situation was indeed not very good. And it was in the direction of Ryuudou Temple, which was where the Greater Grail was located. Could it really be as he had predicted, that there was a problem with the Greater Grail?
Aslan sighed. He imagined that Akuta Hinako probably didn't want to get involved in the upcoming battle anymore. And if there really was a problem with the Greater Grail, it meant that the Evils of this World had probably already appeared. It wasn't easy to have made this senior's attitude towards life change a little. What if she saw so much malice and became world-weary again?
And Sakura also needed someone to take care of her.
"So I'll leave Sakura to you."
Aslan entrusted Sakura to Akuta Hinako, and repeatedly urged her to get as far away from this city as possible. If there really was a problem with the Holy Grail, it wouldn't be surprising if this city was destroyed.
With that, Aslan directly took his own dragon and ran towards Ryuudou Temple at the end of the old city district. At the same time, in the process, he reached out and took off the dragon-shaped pendant from his neck. With the infusion of magical energy, the entire pendant emitted a red light. As Aslan threw it forward, it rapidly unfolded outwards.
Supreme Masterpiece, deployed! Pilot, preparing for login!
The chest of the Supreme Masterpiece slowly opened. It then lifted its own arm, gently supported Aslan, and placed him in the cockpit in its chest. As the cockpit's opening slowly closed, a bright light flashed in the eyes of the Supreme Masterpiece. At this moment, Supreme Masterpiece - Justice was formally activated.
The thruster wings on its back slowly unfolded. Ether burst out from the thruster ports. The body, forged from the body of a god, glinted with a cold light. At the core of the machine, the heart of a god was constantly beating.
Like a red meteor, the Supreme Masterpiece crossed half the city district in almost an instant. In the blink of an eye, it had arrived next to the mountain of Ryuudou Temple. The Supreme Masterpiece, to some extent, could also be considered a product of the Age of Gods. Therefore, the True Ether it contained could not be hidden from the perception of many people.
By the time this red mecha flew next to this mountain, most of the puppets that had emerged from the black mud had already aimed their muzzles at Aslan. A barrage of black Noble Phantasms, like a machine gun, and the direct charge of the King of Conquerors puppets on their chariots, were launched at almost the first moment.
Faced with these attacks, Aslan skillfully maneuvered the Supreme Masterpiece to dodge a portion of the attacks. Then, a small crystal on its arm pushed forward, rapidly deploying a huge shield that appeared directly in front of the machine. At the same time, the shield was constantly spreading out magical energy. This magical energy formed a semi-transparent barrier that encompassed the entire machine.
Then, a small box at its waist ejected to the side. In the process of being ejected, it naturally absorbed the spreading magical energy, and then transformed into a huge, mecha-exclusive firearm weapon. The muzzle, directly through the hole in the mountain, aimed at the black mud puppets that had been captured in reverse.
Sitting in the cockpit, Aslan's eyes were calm. After locking onto all the puppets, the mecha firearm in his hand immediately emitted a dazzling light. A beam of magical light descended from the sky, landed on the ground, and directly pierced through the bodies of these puppets. The immense power even directly blew them apart. The powerful attack even vaporized a portion of the black mud.
The giant mecha descended from the sky and entered the mountain through the hole. After seeing this giant mecha, a cheerful expression appeared on Merlin's face. He then opened his arms, a wronged look on his face, and directly hugged the mecha's lower leg. Hmm, as for why he didn't hug the thigh? Although the Supreme Masterpiece was not as huge as an Ultraman, it was still a lot larger than a normal Gundam. It could be said to be an enlarged version of a Gundam. Merlin, with all his might, on his tiptoes, was only just able to hug the entire mecha's ankle.
"Aslan~ I'm so pitiful! Look, I just came out for a stroll and ran into this mess. Sniffle, I'm so wronged, I need you to back me up! If you'd come any later, I would have been beaten back to the Tower of Avalon! For the sake of our 1500-year friendship, you have to help me~"
Watching the scene of Merlin crying and complaining to him, with snot and tears, Aslan couldn't help but tremble. He didn't know how many goosebumps had appeared on his body. Aslan could even feel the annoyance from the Supreme Masterpiece at Merlin wiping all his tears and snot on its body.
How should he put it? Should he say, as expected of Merlin? To perform such a shameless act without the slightest sense of cognitive dissonance. As expected of the man who doesn't feel out of place no matter what he does. If you told me that one day Merlin fell in love with some boy and chose to cross-dress to seduce him, Aslan wouldn't feel surprised at all.