Although the Empress kept insisting that she was not a magus, she was still proud of her magecraft deep down.
She could accept her opponent using a Noble Phantasm or Magic Resistance to contend with her, but she could not tolerate anyone fighting her with magecraft.
Just as Semiramis was preparing to unleash a second, more powerful volley,
"All right, then I should retreat too."
"Are you running away, Saber of 'Black'?!"
"I never intended to fight you from the beginning, you know?"
Shirou waved at her with a hint of mockery. "I only came to deliver something... Anyway, see you later."
"What?!"
Semiramis suddenly turned her head and saw a majestic white figure.
"Don't call someone a piece of cargo... Idiot."
Ruler, holding the Holy Flag, appeared on the deck of the Floating Garden.
"I've finally found you, Assassin of 'Red'... Empress of Assyria, Semiramis."
So this was your true objective, Saber...
Assassin bit down on her red lips in humiliation. Ruler had actually broken through to this place. Such a disgrace was absolutely intolerable.
But fortunately, Shirou was not on the Floating Garden at the moment.
If Ruler saw him, everything would be ruined.
Semiramis panicked for a moment, but quickly regained her composure.
Ignoring the red-haired boy who was leaving the scene, she gave the adjudicator girl a confident smile.
"So it is Ruler. Why are you mixed up with Saber of 'Black'? Did you make some private deal?"
"N-No... It's not like we did anything improper! Our relationship is pure!"
Semiramis: "?"
She had only asked casually, yet for some reason Ruler's cheeks flushed as she fidgeted and desperately denied it.
"All right, my mission of escorting Ruler is complete. Next..."
Shirou steered the airship toward the main battlefield.
The clash between the factions