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Queen Marie, who deeply loved France—the country itself—spoke. The young woman swung herself onto the Crystal Steed and galloped toward Caster, who was activating the forbidden grimoire.

Among the seven classes, Rider countered Caster. Perhaps it was because of the Servants' greatest mobility and speed that they could make their attacks land before Caster finished chanting a spell.

If even Saint Jeanne d'Arc could not persuade Caster with words, then they could only resort to physical means. Even if Gilles de Rais had once been Saint Jeanne d'Arc's companion, he had long fallen so far that even Jeanne d'Arc no longer recognized him.

"---!!"

The galloping Crystal Steed suddenly halted midway. Queen Marie stared in astonishment at the Servant blocking her path. "Knight Dion—you mean to stop me?"

The woman holding a rapier approached Marie with elegant steps. The "young woman's" pale golden hair fluttered in the wind, her bearing graceful and captivating.

"Your Majesty, I'm so glad to see that you still look so spirited! It seems Assassin Sanson—that pervert—did not harm you in the slightest."

"You know I'm not as fragile as I look!"

Marie cried sharply. "Dion de Beaumont, if you continue blocking my path, I'll trample you down as well."

At first, calling her simply "Dion" could still be considered an intimate form of address. But the moment Marie called her by her full name, her meaning became unmistakably serious.

In life, Queen Marie and Knight Dion had been exceptionally close, like the Lily Crown, forever in bloom.

However, even the closest comrades had to draw their swords and fight. That was one of the Holy Grail War's cruelest restrictions.

Could a Servant without free will still be called a Heroic Spirit?

"This body bears evil. Even before you, I must draw my sword and fight.