"First of all, our main mission is the same as what Master said at the beginning: recover the Holy Grail before that Beast arrives. During this period, no other chaos can occur. Before recovering the Holy Grail, all potential accidents must be nipped in the bud."
"Everyone understands the above, right?"
Hans Christian Andersen looked around and said.
On the grand strategy, his goal aligned with Takumi's: ensure they don't encounter Goetia. Otherwise, with their ragtag bunch, they wouldn't be enough for him to beat with one hand. If the opponent acted on a whim, nothing they said would be useful.
Everyone nodded to show understanding.
"Then let me explain the subsequent arrangements in advance—"
"Sir Mordred, as the one with the strongest combat quality among us, you are undoubtedly the main force. No problem, right?"
Andersen looked at Mordred and said.
"Since I'm the main force, there will definitely be a lot of fighting, right? As long as you don't assign me boring work, I have no problem!"
Mordred wiped her nose, the grinning expression on her face seemingly saying "leave it to me."
"There will be a lot of fighting, but whether it will be boring or not is uncertain."
Andersen spread his hands.
"If all this intelligence we know now was discovered by ourselves step by step, then I would probably watch you guys perform freely with ease, and occasionally tell some jokes to make you angry or laugh. That would indeed not be boring."
"But unfortunately, our intelligence all came from this Master who seems to have read the script. So having my face slapped after talking big makes me somewhat annoyed too."
Saying this, Andersen glanced up at Takumi, who awkwardly turned his head to the other side.
"Plus the detail and criticality of the information obtained force me to get serious and show some real skills. Otherwise, who knows, Author-type Heroic Spirits might really be looked down upon!"
"Therefore, let go of your expectations completely. The serious me is both realistic and boring."
Andersen pushed up his glowing glasses.
Clap clap clap!
Shakespeare excitedly offered thunderous applause for Andersen.
"Mr. Andersen's words are truly enlightening! It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call yourself the model of Author-type Heroic Spirits!"
Facing Shakespeare's support, Andersen was blunt.
"Trouble you to remove that light blinding my eyes. Also, you have a share in the bulk of this plan. Don't think about slacking off like this, you bastard!"
"What a pity..."
Shakespeare, failing to slack off, disappointedly retracted his lighting equipment.
"In short, possessing so much intelligence, we are not in the open now, but have moved into the dark. We are no longer the ones who should be anxious."
"As for now, let's patiently recharge our energy and take the initiative to attack in the evening. Me, Sir Mordred, Master, and Shakespeare—the four of us go out together."
"There is no time to rest. We must achieve a quick victory!"
Waited for a while.
Seeing Andersen had no further words, Jekyll couldn't hold back and said:
"What about me?"
"You?"
Andersen looked at Jekyll staring at him eagerly and said without hesitation:
"Our team is already full; adding you would be a bit bloated."
"Moreover, in terms of combat power, you can't compare to Sir Mordred. In terms of support ability, you can't even compare to me and Shakespeare. Being optimized out is a matter of time. Just get used to it."
Andersen raised his hand comfortingly and patted Jekyll on the shoulder.
It was just that the height difference made this interaction slightly comical.
"Hahaha, indeed. You look gentle and refined, seemingly not even as good at fighting as Master. Just stay here obediently and wait for our good news!"
Mordred couldn't hold back her laughter.
Jekyll: "..."
So since there is no room for me to participate, why let me know so much!!
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Evening.
Takumi held the Holy Flag, walking carefully on the street.
Looking around furtively, he looked very suspicious.
Suddenly.
A petite figure appeared behind Takumi, the dagger in her hand flashing with a fierce cold light.
Clang!
The dagger Jack the Ripper stabbed towards Takumi's heart was blocked by a golden light.
This was the light of a Noble Phantasm.
After sensing something was wrong, Takumi decisively activated his Noble Phantasm, protecting his whole body.
"Eh? Why is the way Big Brother blocked my attack different this time?"
Jack the Ripper retreated several steps, her face full of curiosity.
Takumi still didn't answer. While turning quickly to look at her vigilantly, he slowly moved backward.
"Sigh, Big Brother is still so boring~"
Waiting for a short while and seeing Takumi not speaking, Jack the Ripper sighed.
"However—this time 'we' won't just hit twice and leave like before!"
After speaking, the expression on her face turned cruel in the blink of an eye.
Holding daggers, she turned into a swift black shadow again against the backdrop of the thick fog, constantly launching attacks on Takumi like before.
Two daggers in her hands were like fluttering killer butterflies, both magnificent and dangerous. Combined with Jack's petite body and constantly thrown knives, in this not-so-open alley, she constantly launched attacks from left, right, front, back, up, and down, making it impossible to defend effectively.
Facing this rapid attack, Takumi, whose Agility attribute was weakened, blocked when he could and used his Noble Phantasm to deal with what he couldn't.
Compared to Hector's output, Jack's attacks in her normal state were obviously limited. Dealing with them was simply too easy.
Sounds of striking iron rang out continuously. Sparks produced by the clashing of iron weapons lit up constantly. Takumi, fighting in a flurry, was still fighting and retreating.
Somewhat exhausted from dealing with it, Takumi couldn't help glancing behind him, discovering the corner of the alley was not far away.
Gritting his teeth, he hurriedly accelerated his pace, retreating towards the corner.
Hehe, want to escape?
Jack the Ripper revealed an evil smile, also accelerating her pace to rush over.
Relying on her speed, she even wanted to run there one step ahead to wait, then force Takumi back.
Unfortunately, being in high spirits, she didn't notice the pitying gaze Takumi cast after realizing her intention.
Like a unleashed husky, Jack borrowed a little force from the wall, her lithe body flipping a circle in the air, landing steadily at the corner, kicking up imperceptible dust.
A gaze like a cat playing with a mouse was then cast on Takumi who was still several steps away.
Before she could lower her body and reset her offensive stance.
Whoosh!
A large hand wrapped in heavy armor suddenly broke through the fog at the corner, grabbing towards her neck.
"—Eh?"
Obviously not anticipating this, Jack was completely stunned.
'Why didn't I detect her presence...?'
Holding such doubts, she only had time to utter a single syllable before her slender neck was grabbed.
Under Mordred's powerful strength, ear-piercing friction sounds came from the bones. Listening carefully, one could even hear the sound of bones fracturing.
Jack's voice stopped abruptly, leaving only meaningless "ho ho" sounds.
Her pupils also showed signs of rolling up, her eye sockets full of whites.
Swish swish!
Two daggers reversed upward in her hands, stabbing towards Mordred's arm without hesitation.
"Heh!"
Mordred looked disdainfully at Jack's broken scalpels. This kind of weapon couldn't even break her armor!
With no intention of defending, Mordred wielded the royal sword Clarent in her other hand, stabbing towards Jack's heart with full force.
Clang!
Squelch!
As expected, Jack's scalpels were deflected by Mordred's gauntlet, while Clarent completely submerged into Jack's body, the silver blade emerging from behind her.
"It's over."
Jack the Ripper's pupils dilated, her struggling body gradually losing strength. Two scalpels separated from her palms and fell to the ground.
Accompanying the crisp sound, Mordred threw her aside.
Golden light spots scattered on the figure that was already motionless.
It could only be said that for a fragile Assassin like this, being hugged by a heavy warrior ends up like this.
Jack the Ripper - Exit!