Chapter 43

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Chapter 29: Today, I'm Eating Dragon Meat!

"What a miserable sight. It looked fine from the outside, but the inside was already in ruins." Upon arriving in the city, Roman looked at the smoke-filled city through the projection and sighed.

At that moment, a soldier standing guard outside the city gate saw Su Mo's group. His face filled with terror, as though he had mistaken them for enemies.

"Wait!"

Just as the soldier was about to sound the alarm, Mash hurried forward and began speaking to him in fluent French.

Before long, the soldier gradually calmed down.

"Miss Mash is amazing! She actually knows French!" Kiyohime said in surprise.

"Yes, Mash possesses a great deal of knowledge and has mastered quite a few languages." As Su Mo spoke, he smiled and walked over to the soldier. He pulled out the beginner's French handbook he had prepared before transferring here, flipping through it as he communicated with the man in clumsy French.

"Um, hello... How should I put this? We are travelers from the East, not Englishmen. We're passing through this country and hope to receive your help."

"There is nothing left here that we can help you with. Since that Dragon Witch revived and attacked this city, food, water, and many other daily supplies have been destroyed. What remains is not even enough for us. We cannot provide anything for you." The gate guard shook his head and refused Su Mo's request without hesitation.

Su Mo was not angry. Instead, he began flipping through the handbook seriously. "We can drive away your enemies. In exchange, you provide us with food and water. They aren't such formidable enemies, are they?"

"Huh?" The gate guard was somewhat stunned. Once he recovered, he looked at Su Mo with pity.

"If the enemy were something you could drive away, we would not be this helpless."

Hearing that, Su Mo was so angry he nearly slammed the handbook onto the ground.

"Why is it so hard to just eat a peaceful meal? From Fuyuki to here, I've only eaten one bowl of instant noodles in two damn days! And I just threw it all up!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Enemy attack—prepare for battle! The Dragon Witch has returned with her demons!!"

On the crumbling city wall, a man dressed differently from the other soldiers, seemingly a captain, shouted loudly, immediately drawing Su Mo's attention.

When the gate guard heard it, he let out a frightened cry. "Th-they're back again?!"

Roman issued a warning as well. "Be careful. Large life-form reactions have appeared around you. They are extremely fast and densely packed. They are nothing like the Skeleton Soldiers you fought in Fuyuki. The enemies attacking this time are extremely powerful!"

As Roman's words fell, nearly sky-covering black dots sped toward Su Mo and the others in the next instant.

"Wyverns?" As a Demi-Servant, Mash quickly made out what the black dots flying toward them were.

"That's impossible! How could France in the fifteenth century possibly have Phantasmal Species like dragons?!"

"This is a Singularity. Strange things happening here is not strange at all, right?"

After clearing up Mash's confusion, Su Mo raised his head and looked at the swarm of Wyverns blotting out the cloudless blue sky. Without realizing it, a huge stream of drool ran from his mouth.

Summoning an armored vehicle from the Inherent Domain within his second Noble Phantasm, Su Mo shouted to Lancelot, "Lancelot, get on that vehicle and turn it into your Noble Phantasm! Use the anti-aircraft machine guns mounted on it to shoot every Wyvern out of the sky! Today, I'm going to find out what dragon meat tastes like!"

"Awooo!!!"

Lancelot howled at the sky, put away The Unbreakable Lake Light in his hand, and leapt onto the armored vehicle in an instant. Web-like cracks immediately spread across the vehicle beneath his feet.

"Noble Phantasm—Knight Does Not Die Empty-Handed!"

Then countless thin tubes grew from Lancelot's back and viciously pierced into the armored vehicle. In only a moment, the vehicle's body was dyed the same color as Lancelot's armor. (Don't say I'm making this up. Lancelot can turn even fighter jets into Noble Phantasms; a mere armored vehicle is nothing.)