"What an incredible surge of magical energy. Despite her appearance as a young girl, she must be a renowned warrior."
Lancer's voice approached from behind.
He was no longer empty-handed. He now gripped a long spear.
"This is repayment for the sneak attack."
As he spoke, Lancer thrust toward the back of Mordred's head.
After using Mana Burst twice in succession and partially releasing her Noble Phantasm once, Mordred's rotation could not keep up even with her superhuman magical energy. Her body could no longer perform an emergency evasion.
Yet just as the spearhead sliced through a few strands of the girl's golden hair and was about to pierce her skull—
The armor on Mordred's body began to transform. The helmet enclosed her head, blocking the fatal blow from behind.
This was another Noble Phantasm belonging to Mordred: Secret of Pedigree.
Created by her mother, the Fae Consort Morgan, this Noble Phantasm could conceal her information and also possessed exceptionally powerful defensive capabilities.
It was worth noting that this was not Mordred's original helmet.
Her original helmet had been smashed apart by a single strike from Shirou two nights ago. The one she wore now had been stripped from Shirou's treasury, or rather, his spiritual foundation.
"...!"
Although she had avoided death, Mordred was still sent flying by the spear and crashed to the ground.
Fighting on his native soil, Vlad III had all his parameters raised by one rank. Even the Knights of the Round Table from the Age of Gods could be suppressed by his strength.
The "Red" Saber landed in a manner that could hardly be called graceful. Then she immediately raised her head and glared at Vlad III, who remained safely mounted on his horse.
"That unyielding rebellious gaze... I see. You are quite similar to