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Chapter 81 - Chapter 17 Artoria: Even I, who has only watched romance dramas, understand better than you all

At the same time, all three Servants received the latest instructions from their respective masters.

"Archer, assist Caster in attacking the Red Faction's Rider."

"Berserker, bypass the Red Faction's Rider and charge directly into the deep forest to attack the Red Faction's Archer!"

"Dear Sanzang, you might have to face Achilles head-on alone from here on. But don't worry, Chiron will assist you by sniping at Achilles. Of course, if you really can't take it, you can retreat directly. Your safety is the most important thing in our camp."

"Daniel, shut up!" Sanzang's face flushed slightly, but the movements in her hands suddenly became broad and sweeping.

This sudden change in technique caught the unprepared Achilles off guard and pushed him back several steps.

Frankenstein took this opportunity to bypass Achilles and rushed directly into the deep forest.

After noticing the opponent's battle plan, Achilles immediately wanted to turn around to stop Frankenstein, but an arrow shot from the direction of the Yggdmillennia castle, digging deep into the gap in his armor and opening a hole in his shoulder.

This Black Faction archer, like the Servant who claimed to be from the Ruler Faction, also possessed divinity!

This Holy Grail War between the Black and Red Factions is truly too interesting!

Just randomly popping out a few Servants and they all damn well have divinity; when did divinity become so common?

Huh?

He was from Greek mythology?

Then never mind.

After all, demigods are everywhere.

You might throw a rock and hit the descendant of some god.

"Come on! Come on! I, Achilles, am right here! Hahaha—!" Achilles laughed wildly, brandishing the long spear in his hand.

"Woah! Why did this guy suddenly get excited like he was on steroids!" Sanzang was already inferior to Achilles in martial arts, and with the opponent getting this excited, she was immediately beaten back repeatedly.

Fortunately, there was Chiron, the reliable archer; his arrows always blocked Achilles' attacks at critical moments.

"That guy..." Hearing Achilles reveal his true name, Chiron gave a helpless, bitter smile, then tilted his head slightly downward.

The target was aimed directly at Achilles' ankle.

Achilles was currently blocking the weapon in Sanzang's hand, which had suddenly turned into a staff, and due to a moment of carelessness, a gash was shot into his ankle.

"Oh? The target is my Achilles' heel?" Achilles hopped back on one leg, pulling out the arrow in the process, and the bleeding wound recovered immediately.

"However, wanting to hit my rear ankle is not an easy thing, Black Faction's Archer!"

"This guy is just too tough! And his self-recovery ability is super strong too." Sanzang complained to Daniel with some annoyance. "Can I go all out?"

"Refused! I see you just want to run away again!" Daniel rejected her strongly, giving her no face. "Be careful or I'll issue a command spell to make you unable to use your Noble Phantasm forever."

Just as Sanzang was muttering, the sound of trees being knocked down came from the deep forest.

Achilles also seemed to have received some new order, and with an expression of 'This master is going to retreat first,' he began to remotely diss Chiron.

He hoped to have the opportunity to fight him again next time.

As for the Caster in front of him... although her combat level was not bad, if it weren't for that Archer, he felt that solving the Caster would be incredibly easy.

Then he whistled, summoned a chariot pulled by three flying horses, jumped on, and vanished like a shooting star.

"Woah! What a cool way to exit, I want that kind of chariot too." Sanzang sighed, looking at Achilles' departing figure with envy.

At this moment, Astolfo, who had used an excuse to leave the battlefield of capturing the Red Faction's Berserker early, was on the road with the homunculus who had just woken up not long ago and was still stumbling while walking.

On the other side, Kriemhild and Siegfried had already started fighting... well, more directly, it was Kriemhild screaming while swinging the magic sword Balmung at Siegfried.

And Siegfried was only forced to block, with no intention of counterattacking.

He just kept a sullen face, silently listening to Kriemhild's cathartic screaming, as well as her hatred and love for him.

Being hit by Achilles, being pinned to a tree by an arrow from Atalanta, being tortured by Gordes with two command spells to the point of physical weakness—all these blows combined were far less impactful and damaging than the guilt stirred up by Kriemhild's words at this moment.

"Lord Siegfried! Why! Why are you so generous and kind to others, yet so cruel only to me! Is it just because I am a wife you never cherished, who in your heart is not even as good as a stranger!" Kriemhild's words, overflowing with love and hatred but filled with tremolo, were like knives stabbing into Siegfried's heart.

"I'm sorry..." All Siegfried could do was apologize as much as possible.

He didn't know what he should do at this moment to make amends to the lady before him who once held the title of 'Siegfried's wife'.

Although her war of revenge, which dragged everyone into it, also made his sacrifice meaningless.

But the root cause of all the guilt was his own self-righteous sacrifice, which he had never told anyone about except Hagen.

All blame, lies with me.

This was Siegfried's state of mind and resolve.

Therefore, all the hatred and resentment, he, Siegfried, would bear alone!

And all of this was faithfully transmitted by the familiar to the eyes of Fiore, Daniel, and the others.

After all, the battles elsewhere had ended, leaving only these two Servants who were once a married couple.

"Yikes—this resentment is truly..." Cold sweat began to trickle down Fiore's temple.

She was worried that the situation might really spiral out of control.

On the other hand, Daniel, who was beside her, shook his head with the expression of someone who had been there before.

"Not good, not good at all. Kriemhild still can't honestly say what she wants to say from the depths of her heart."

"And that Siegfried, he's also a block of wood."

Artoria nodded in agreement.

She had watched quite a few romance dramas back at Kaguya's place.

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