But what she didn't expect was that, as cruel as she was, there were people who could be even more cruel than her! The explosion of [Fantasy Collapse] was almost at zero distance, but Emiya didn't even hesitate at all, as if he didn't care about his own life at all. On the other hand, this is what Astolfo felt puzzled about. Shirou Emiya doesn't care about his own life, but he wants to protect him. Because Emiya was standing in front of Astolfo. Almost all the light arrows before the explosion of [Fantasy Collapse] pierced Shirou Emiya's body, and the explosion of [Fantasy Collapse] was basically all absorbed by Emiya. Astolfo was merely hit by the aftermath of the explosion and crashed into the distant wall. This is nothing to the Servant. After that, he suffered damage from the residual power of Arthur's treasure. If Astolfo was regarded as a living person, he would not have any doubts about what Shirou Emiya did.

He firmly believed that Shirou Emiya would become a great Heroic Spirit in the future, so he was not surprised at all when he performed such a heroic act. But he is just a Servant, an avatar that came down from the Throne of Heroes. Even if he died in this Holy Grail War, he would not suffer any damage. It was just like participating in a game and losing, simply losing the qualification to participate. There was not even any punishment for Astolfo for losing in this way. But Shirou Emiya chose to save himself at the cost of his life. What an unequal choice this is. It is so ridiculous to use one's life to save an unnecessary clone. What's more, he and Emiya Shirou didn't have a very deep friendship. They were just strangers who had exchanged a few words. At least, Astolfo, who considered himself a hero, would not do something like Shirou Emiya, risking his life to save a clone. He thought it was a very stupid thing to do. But Shirou Emiya did just that. Even though it was a Servant, Shirou Emiya believed that its existence was above his own life. This has become a habit he cannot change. Astolfo walked out of the ruins. A red light lit up from the edge and a Hippogriff landed in front of him. Even with a treasure like Atalanta, his mount did not suffer even the slightest damage. This is Astolfo's treasure and also his mount - [A phantom horse that does not exist in this world]. The Hippogriff is just as its name suggests, its existence is very vague, and it is not even clear whether it exists or not. Astolfo, the rider, is a substantial being. Whenever the Hippogriff is about to disappear, the substantial rider pulls it back. They cycle between disappearance and reappearance. However, Astolfo was not riding on the Hippogriff at the time, and although he could not use his ability to avoid Atalanta's attack, the Hippogriff was able to make the awareness of "non-substantial existence" stronger by showing its own power. Allow yourself to ascend from this dimension, erase your own existence, and make it impossible for the Noble Phantasm to harm you. Although it was unable to prevent the Noble Phantasm from harming Shirou Emiya and Astolfo.

Boss's PY, I can only say that I am very excited. I believe that most readers have read this book. I won’t go into too much detail. PY, who had been on the cover of a big boss’s recommendation, was so excited that he couldn’t help himself. I was so excited that I immediately pushed a chapter to express my gratitude to the big boss. As for how this novel is, of course you have to read it yourself to know for sure. Although, probably, perhaps, possibly, and probably, most of the readers have read it and are following it. I might as well put the link to his book here. Readers who are interested and haven’t read it may want to go and take a look. Chapter 151: The second night, the end! "Buzz!" With a buzzing sound, emerald green magic began to surge around Achilles. Achilles didn't take Spartacus who was about to self-destruct seriously at all. All he had in his eyes was a strong desire to fight Arthur. Even in the face of the ever-increasing pressure, his expression never changed from beginning to end. Since Arthur didn't disappear, there was only one thing he had to do now. Here, let the Knight King step down! Now is the best time. Arthur does not have the ability to block the release of the two servants' Noble Phantasms under his attack. All that could be heard was the sound of the ground breaking, and a light faster than thunder burst out from Achilles' body, unhindered as before, and the green light rushed towards Arthur's position in a very standard straight line. "The Beast's Roar!!" As Spartacus' laughter ended, the red flames engulfed his body that was as big as a mountain. As if it had completely sunk to the bottom of the water, the whole world suddenly became silent at the moment Spartacus exploded. It was as if those terrifying lights of his did not exist. But the silence only lasted for less than a second. "boom--!" A wave of blazing heat, accompanied by an earth-shaking roar, and billowing smoke rose from the center of the town like an all-encompassing sandstorm, blooming glamorously with scarlet flames, like enchanting and gorgeous flowers of the other shore, vying for beauty. The shock wave from the violent explosion spread out from the center of the town like locusts. The collapsed houses were lifted up by the terrifying impact force, and the broken steel and concrete fell like a meteor shower. The flames filled the pitch-black night in an instant, and the entire town was as dazzling as the sun at the moment Spartacus exploded. And the red light then descended on the land that had turned into ashes. The second night finally came to an end with the last sound of bombing. The sun shone slowly through the clouds onto the town that had become a ruin.

It also shines on a white flag that appears from the west. The one holding the banner was a blonde woman with an extremely determined look in her eyes. In front of her, there was an extremely wide ravine, which extended all the way to a deep pit like a basin in front. There were no buildings in the entire town. Everything was reduced to ashes in the explosion. "What exactly happened here?" Joan of Arc did not expect that she would see such a scene. If she had not arrived late, perhaps the town would not have been destroyed. She condemned herself in her heart. On the plain far away from the town, a battle between servants was also taking place, and these two battles were going on at the same time. Joan of Arc was unable to cope with both and had no chance or time to rush over from one battlefield. Even with such an unavoidable reason, Joan of Arc still felt very guilty. She knelt down, clasped her hands together, faced the ruins and the entire battlefield, and began to pray. The scene changes. In the plains far outside this small town, countless black steel spikes rose from the ground, and rubble and potholes were so densely packed throughout the area that they could not be counted. The grass on the entire plain seemed to be engulfed by the fierce flames, and it was charred black under the sun. At this time, Vlad III stood on the steel spikes that rose from the ground, looking at the direction where the sun was rising in the distance with a very serious look. The black Saber standing behind him also inserted her sword into the ground with a tired look on her face, breathing heavily. Vlad III dispatched Rider, who had a mount, and Archer, who could provide remote support, to support the Knight King as quickly as possible. He and Saber arrived later and blocked Berserker's retreat, ensuring that Caster would change his contract. Although the Red Team was farther away from the town where Shirou Emiya was located than the Black Team, Achilles and Atalanta were the two fastest Heroic Spirits in Greek mythology, and they arrived at basically the same time as Archer and Rider of the Black Team. And after the previous battles between Shirou Emiya, Arthur and Achilles, Atalanta, it was impossible for the Master of the red side, Assassin, to send only two servants to support Mordred. The red team's Lancer naturally went along, and naturally, the black team's Saber, Caster, and Lancer met the red team's Lancer. In this plain, the three servants started fighting. As for Caster, he knew that he could not participate in such a fight, so he took on the responsibility of protecting the Black Master. Joan of Arc, who hurried over from the red camp, was the first to encounter this fierce battle. The extremely terrifying fight between the three riders forced Joan of Arc to stop. "Uu——!" A cry of some unknown creature came from the distance in the sky. Danic, who was riding a horse behind Vlad III, looked in the direction where the sound came from. Astolfo, covered in dust, came to Vlad III holding the dying Shirou Emiya. "Rider, where is the Knight King?" Vlad III glanced at Shirou Emiya who had fallen completely into a coma and asked Astolfo. "No, I don't know, but can you treat Emiya first?"

Astolfo shook his head and looked at Danic beside him. He didn't want Shirou Emiya to die in his hands because of this, as he would feel extremely guilty about it. After Astolfo and Emiya Shirou dodged Atalanta's Noble Phantasm, he did not hesitate at all. He rode his mount directly and left the town as quickly as possible. At this moment, the only thing in his mind was to rescue Emiya Shirou, who was still breathing. Then he saw extremely terrifying explosions in the town and red light falling from the sky. The powerful impact almost made him lose his grip on Shirou Emiya. Astolfo suppressed his curiosity to find out what had happened. Immediately rushed towards Vlad III's location. Red side——Berserker and Archer leave. Black - Assassin leaves Black. Arthur—Dead or Alive. Chapter 152: Arthur's Disappearance "you're awake!" Just as Shirou Emiya opened his eyes, an extremely anxious voice came from beside him. Emiya also looked in the direction of the voice, and a head of pink hair filled Emiya's eyes. "Rider?" Emiya asked out loud. "Lie down first. Your injuries————?" Astolfo saw Emiya trying to sit up on the bed, and quickly pressed down Emiya Shirou to make him lie down again. Although he had been treated with self-healing magic, the injuries he had sustained were too severe. According to Caster's certification, he would need at least a month to recover. But Emiya's current spirit and energy are totally unlike those of a person who has just recovered from a serious injury. Astolfo touched Emiya Shirou's body, and his eyes revealed complete confusion and incomprehension. "How--?" Before he could even utter the word "me", Astolfo lifted the blanket covering Shirou Emiya and stared at his extremely strong and perfect muscles. "How did you recover so quickly?" Astolfo carefully examined Shirou Emiya's muscles and asked with great surprise. He is just a magician, not a magical creature, a Dead Apostle, an Elf or a Servant. How could he recover from such serious injuries in such a short time? "Maybe it's because of my special physique!" Emiya touched his head with a wry smile, and did not explain to Astolfo why he could recover so quickly. After all, even now, there are still familiars in his room responsible for monitoring him, and he can't tell anyone what is inside his body.

This will only attract the covetousness of others. Emiya felt the warmth coming from his abdomen and couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh. If it weren't for the thing that the ball of light said was inside my body, I might have died countless times already.