Meanwhile, Achilles pushed and abducted Atalanta.
"Achilles!! What is this! What do you mean your Master changed!"
"Ahahaha, sis…. To be honest, I feel like my mind's been split! If I die either way, I'll choose the side where I can fight more! I never imagined I'd end up meeting someone from Troy!!!"
At Achilles's words, Atalanta was confused, but Atalanta drew her bowstring and aimed at Achilles.
"If you're an enemy now, I won't hesitate to shoot!"
"Hahaha, sorry sis…. But you'll have to get off for a moment.."
And then Achilles's chariot came to an abrupt stop, and Atalanta couldn't withstand the recoil and was thrown from the chariot.
"Achilles!!!! You bastard!!!!!"
"Hahaha, sorry, sis."
For a moment, Atalanta's booming voice felt like Penthesilea's anger.
'Ha, am I a man of many sins? I'm a hero too, but do I give off that bad boy feeling?'
It seems Achilles had fallen into the delusion that he was the male lead from a drama.
Meanwhile, Atalanta regained her balance like a cat and fell onto a tree.
Her body wouldn't stretch like a cat's, but with animal senses and survival instinct, it was entirely possible to reduce fall damage even if she fell.
Servants don't die from falls to begin with; depending on the level of the heroic spirit, they might die or survive, but anyway, Atalanta survived.
"Cough, cough, Achilles…. What on earth happened."
Atalanta saw Achilles's expression before his chariot stopped.
He looked a full ten years older; she could tell at a glance that something big had happened.
"Sorry, but you'll have to be knocked out."
"!?"
From the sudden appearance, she could guess he was an Assassin, but she thought no matter how he hid, he couldn't deceive her own eyes.
However, until the presence, assimilated like nature, was released, Atalanta hadn't noticed, allowing the Assassin into her range.
"When!!"
And the moment Atalanta drew her bowstring, the Assassin didn't stay still.
With inch power, Atalanta's attack was completely neutralized, and as she was pushed back, a foot strike attacked her heart area.
It was a brief moment, but Atalanta fell, not dead but in a state of shock, with her eyes rolled back, and Li Shuwen, confirming she was unconscious, tied her up and took her away.
Anyway, Li Shuwen probably doesn't particularly like this sort of thing, but it seems he decided to think of it as subduing an animal with animal ears and taking it away.
Anyway, since Akira likes animals, Li Shuwen concluded to treat Atalanta as a talking cat animal.
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Meanwhile, in the case of Emiya Shirou, considering Vlad III's characteristics, he began chanting as soon as he detected Vlad III.
"I am the bone of my sword."
As the first chant began, he projected weapons and adjusted them into arrows, and the Archer released his True Name.
"『Chiyou Hunting - Hrunting』"
An arrow imbued with maximum magical energy, so fierce it smelled of blood, was released from the bowstring and quickly headed towards the enemy.
Then, Vlad III sensed the killing intent and deflected the attack with his spear, detecting that the arrow would return, but he first began running towards the area the arrow came from.
"Steel is my body and fire is my blood. 『Fake Spiral Sword - Caladbolg II』"
And he sniped again with a new arrow, and Vlad III used his Noble Phantasm to alter Caladbolg II's trajectory, but Emiya's sniping power was beyond imagination.
As Vlad III quickly ran towards Emiya's direction, Emiya hid in the forest grass and began the remaining chant.
"I have created over a thousand blades.
Unknown to Death,
Nor known to Life.
Have withstood pain to create many weapons
Yet, those hands will never hold anything"
Having completed the preparation for the final chant, Emiya Shirou picked up twin swords and muttered to himself.
"Well then, let's begin."
He would approach Vlad III while minimizing his presence as much as possible.
This was Vlad III's hometown and territory, so it was obvious his Noble Phantasm power would be considerably high, and considering his achievements, Emiya concluded it would be better to draw him into a Reality Marble to fight.
He thought about maintaining sniping, but if a Noble Phantasm went off while he was within Vlad III's range, it would be truly dangerous.
Even assuming he fought from a distance, since Emiya's movement speed was slow, the risk was quite high.
Even before that, the moment he was caught in the Noble Phantasm's range, being executed and dying was a given.
'Therefore, I have no choice but to trap him in a Reality Marble.'
Since he wouldn't receive additional corrections in an imaginary world that wasn't his hometown, he had no choice but to bring out his own advantage.
Even if a Noble Phantasm was used, it would clearly be fatal, but anyway, if he didn't receive terrain corrections, Emiya judged that the fatal damage from the Noble Phantasm would be halved or reduced even more.
"Third Archer! Where are you!!!!"
Vlad III was quite furious.
Thanks to the annoying chasing arrows and the arrows devastating the surroundings, it was a situation where he couldn't help but get more pissed off.
"So as I pray, "unlimited blade works"
And as he finished the final chant, Vlad III used his Noble Phantasm towards Emiya, but it was already too late.
Due to the sudden blinding flames, Vlad III momentarily closed his eyes, and by the time he opened them again, he could see a red wasteland filled with a graveyard of swords.
"This is…, a Reality Marble?"
Of all things, he had been trapped in a Reality Marble where he couldn't receive Noble Phantasm corrections.
"Vlad III, is the number of stakes sufficient?"
"You bastard!"
He activated 『Kazikli Bey: Fortress of Impalement』, but thanks to the stakes growing incredibly slowly, Emiya dodged before they could hit him.
"The gamble is mine."
Holding twin swords, Emiya was prepared to fight.
"You bastard!!!!"
However, Vlad III had no means of escape.
From the moment he was caught in the Reality Marble, there was no way to escape unless he used a Command Spell.
So, he eventually decided to fight with his spear and quickly swung it towards Emiya.
Clang!
But what is Emiya? An Archer specialized in close combat, a man who engaged in melee battles beyond the limits of his class.
And now, he is not an Archer; with incarnation, the concept of class has disappeared. So, there were no penalties associated with being an Archer, and his close combat ability could only be stronger.
In the end, the Lancer's attacks couldn't break through Emiya's fortress-like swordsmanship and were inevitably hit by the twin swords' attacks.
"Grk…"
Vlad III, slashed on the chest, bled and groaned, but he wasn't so weak as to sit down from the pain.
As a heroic spirit, he knew such fights well, and even though it was an unfavorable battle, he had no intention of dying helplessly.
However, he had no fatal means.
『By my Command Spell. Return, Vlad III.』
As a result, the Master who had been watching this situation used a Command Spell on the vanished Vlad III to force a transfer.
As a result, Vlad III looked at Danik with an expression seemingly filled with shame.
"To think he would use a Reality Marble. It seems the Reality Marble was treated as separate from my territory."
"Is that so…, if you encounter a heroic spirit who uses a Reality Marble, respond immediately."
"Understood."
Danik clicked his tongue, reevaluated the third party, and began recording it in his mind.
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Meanwhile, the lone remaining Emiya said this.
"He escaped with a Command Spell, huh. Hmph, without the corrections, he's nothing special."
In the end, it's said that Emiya stacked one victory for his mental triumph.
"But next time, a Reality Marble won't work…. Then, I'll have no choice but to resolve it with sniping."
Emiya began moving again and ended up facing homunculi and golems.
The sensation of slicing through homunculi with twin swords felt bad, while conversely, he didn't particularly mind cutting golems.
When he thought of Illya and Emilia, it was a rather微妙 fight from the perspective of Emiya, the Archer.
He simply moved forward, truly feeling sorry for the homunculi who fought and died as combat machines from the moment they were born or died to supply magical energy.
"I don't know who used them like this, but I hope they fall into hell."
Anyway, Emiya simply moved forward in an uncomfortable state of mind.
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