Mozart thought for a moment. At least by common sense, the sturdiest buildings in towns of this era were massive structures like castles. Although Amadeus was also known as an artistic Servant with no ordinary common sense and countless eccentricities, she still had more ordinary insight than the Princess Consort secluded deep within the palace.
"Then let's go over there and take a look."
As she spoke, Marie took the lead, riding the Crystal Steed toward the abandoned castle.
"Fine, fine, I'll do as you say~~~ Honestly, how is this frail little body of mine supposed to accommodate you~~~ You're a Rider, while I'm a Caster."
Mozart shook his head helplessly, then the pitiful musician broke into a run after the gorgeous queen and her steed.
Marie's Noble Phantasm, that Crystal Steed, was an exquisitely delicate work of art. It belonged solely to Rider Marie Antoinette and, unlike Red Hare, could not carry several additional passengers. Thus, no matter how much Mozart, the half-reclusive artist, hated traveling on foot, he could only follow behind Marie.
While the two Servants hurried toward the abandoned castle, the movements of the dragon swarm casting shadows from the sky also became focused.
Even a "Dragon Slayer" would find it difficult to deal with so many flying dragons at once while injured. What was more, the ones commanding the dragon swarm were Mad Enhancement Servants whose abilities were not the least bit inferior to the "Dragon Slayer's"—and perhaps even stronger!
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As they neared the dilapidated castle, Marie dismounted from the Crystal Steed and cautiously pushed open the half-closed front gates.
"Creeeak~~~~"
Accompanied by a teeth-grating screech, the doors slowly opened, and light streamed into the somewhat dim stronghold from outside.
"...There's no one here..."
Queen Marie followed the slanting light with her gaze.