Composite Anime: Starting by Creating the Delta of Fate, My Friends Are Going Wild

"Neither the skills nor the Noble Phantasms released by the characters have any invincibility frames."

"My own skills are also locked by the boss."

"This game is too difficult!"

The two complained as they dodged and fled for their lives.

[Red Archer: "Have you gone mad to prevent your man from being charmed and stolen again, you vixen?"]

[Medea: "What do you mean?"]

[Red Archer: "Exactly as it sounds. You're already draining your Spirit Core in here. Can you even repair it with your skills?"]

[Medea: "Can't I just absorb more magic in the city?"]

[Shirou Emiya: "...No wonder they call you a witch. I almost felt sorry for you."]

[Medea: "Heh, brat, the essence of this game is... war."]

Hohzuki Academy, The courtyard and the sports field had completely turned into ruins, with scorched earth as far as the eye could see.

"There's only one bottle left."

Shido Itsuka said, not daring to take it out carelessly. This item had too much hate directed at it. The "Medea" on the other side felt like she would destroy this Noble Phantasm even if it meant her own death.

"It's fine, there's still a chance to win."

Kazuma Satou glanced around. Even though the teaching building had a huge hole blown in it, Hachiman Hikigaya was still waiting on the rooftop for the best moment.

There was still a chance, one last trump card. A revealed trump card was a chance to win.

Since "Medea" didn't want "Souichirou Kuzuki" to be charmed so badly.

Then this thought was her weakness.

Since we can't gain control, why not let her... not gain it either!

After Kazuma Satou sent a message to Hachiman Hikigaya, he turned to look at Shido Itsuka and Mahiro Oyama, preparing for a final gamble.

"Shido, you can still control him one more time, right?"

"I can, but if he resists violently, it might not have much effect."

"Have him walk down towards the teaching building. I'll be waiting there."

Kazuma Satou said to Mahiro Oyama, pretending to lower his voice:

"Mao-chan, you use 'Declaration of Ruin' to protect Shido, so he can summon the mead, and then throw it towards me."

The two understood instantly. Since "Medea" was so wary of them, it would be the same if Kazuma Satou, who was roaming outside, got the Noble Phantasm and poured it in.

Mahiro Oyama checked the grimoire of Noble Phantasms.

"B-but there aren't many pages left in this grimoire. If we use it to protect us, I don't know if the remaining pages can escort the wine in the air to you."

"It's fine, do your best!"

Kazuma Satou pulled up his green cloak, used a Command Spell, lowered his body, and his figure disappeared again.

Shido Itsuka and Mahiro Oyama exchanged glances and continued to dodge the terrifying barrage of magecraft in cooperation.

"Go towards the teaching building!"

Shido Itsuka gave "Souichirou Kuzuki" his final command.

"Souichirou Kuzuki" stood frozen in place, forcibly resisting the Noble Phantasm. As a human without Magic Resistance, there was only one way to resist this kind of Noble Phantasm: self-harm.

"Oh...?"

"Medea" sensed a little mouse. Although the exact location was unclear, it was indeed stealthy, and its direction was also towards the teaching building.

She curled her lips, guessed Kazuma Satou and their plan, drew an arc, and played along.

"Lord Souichirou, you can go. You don't have to torture yourself like this. It will be over soon."

"Mm."

Hearing this, "Souichirou Kuzuki" stopped his self-harming resistance and walked towards the teaching building.

Upon reaching the bottom of the building, "Souichirou Kuzuki" estimated that he had less than ten seconds before he could regain control of his body, and during this time, he could move a little forcefully.

10...

Kazuma Satou called out to Shido Itsuka and the others:

"It's time!"

"My Red Mead, my beloved mead!"

"Casseur de Logistille Declaration of Ruin!"

Amidst the rain of magecraft, Shido Itsuka and Mahiro Oyama summoned the last bottle of mead with all their might, ensuring it remained intact.

After Mahiro Oyama received it, she closed the distance as much as possible under the magical light barrier, using the monstrous strength gained from "Rationality Evaporates" to throw it towards Kazuma Satou.

"This is the last cup!"

"You have to catch it!"

6...

"Hmph!"

Medea was also pushed to her absolute limit. She had already overdrawn her Spirit Core, so why not push it a little further? The citizens would make up for it later.

With her level of Magecraft, she could recover from any deficit.

Burning her Spirit Core, a final, incredibly mad, self-destructive attack!

The quality of the magic it contained reached A+ rank. The terrifying beam of magic directly pierced the pages of the imitation "Omnipotent Grimoire"!

It destroyed the last bottle of mead!

"No!"

"Noooo!"

Shido Itsuka and Mahiro Oyama cried out as their hope was shattered.

Below the dormitory building, Souichirou Kuzuki counted down in his mind, looking at the possible location where Kazuma Satou might be hiding.

Last three seconds.

3...

He still hasn't made his move?

2...

Does he know that his attack will be blocked by Caster?

1...

It seems he's given up.

0 seconds!

Control of his body completely returned.

Souichirou Kuzuki moved his body, and an arrow came flying towards him as he clenched his fist.

Kazuma Satou feigned resistance a few times, attracting attention to create a final distraction.

Medea, seeing that there was no danger on this side, also relaxed her guard and slowed down the rate at which she was overdrawing her Spirit Core.

The power and frequency of her magical attacks had decreased significantly. After all, if she overdrawn any further, she would immediately return to the Throne of Heroes, not even waiting until later to absorb the citizens' magic to recover.

Besides, Lord Kuzuki's body and mind had returned to her.

Victory was assured.

In this very moment, when the two were most relaxed.

On the rooftop.

A boy in a tattered black school uniform, Hachiman Hikigaya, who had been lying in wait for a long time.

He raised his right hand, his hand lightly covering his face:

"Blood Command Wing!"

The Command Spell disappeared, transforming into a transparent force field that drew a large amount of blood from his body, in exchange for a controllable field of blood.

Its effect... was not just for flying or escaping.

It could also be used for--assassination!

He directly plummeted downwards, Not slowing down, But, Accelerating his descent!

The powerful counterforce, instead of negating gravity, went with gravity, Smashing himself towards the ground!

He was like a bolt of crimson lightning, striking the ground!

Only at the last moment did he manage to stop slightly, His legs were instantly shattered by the violent impact, and what was embedded in the ground was... flesh and bone!

Pain surged across Hachiman Hikigaya's face!

But! He lowered his head and raised his sword.

This was precisely what he had endured until now for, ——Rage, and resolve!!

At this speed, at this distance, Medea, who had already ceased firing, had no time to reactivate. She could only watch this scene unfold with wide eyes.

In this instant, it was as if only the three of them remained on the battlefield.

What is this—?!

Souichirou Kuzuki felt a chilling sensation he hadn't experienced in a very long time.

He forced himself to turn, disregarding the strain on his muscles, ligaments, and bones.

Simultaneously, he prepared a counterattack with a punch.

But it was too late. Kazuma Satou intervened once more from the front.

From behind, Hachiman Hikigaya used the recoil from his crimson stance to propel himself, raising his replica holy sword.

Sacrifice injury! Sacrifice life! Sacrifice soul!

With resolve, with blood, and with tears never shed.

He thrust his sword across!

The madness contained within was a matter of life or death!

Such a resolute will!

—Can you block this!?

"Chii—"

The sword tip pierced Souichirou Kuzuki's clothes, sinking into his flesh and emerging from his back.