"What happened?"
After dealing with the monsters and United Empire soldiers outside the Gaul garrison camp, Boudica and Spartacus rushed into the main camp together.
The fleeting flash of light and thunderclap-like sound had only rung out once, yet they still left lingering fear in everyone's hearts. Ordinary soldiers might have worshipped it as a miracle or dismissed it as unusual weather, but as a Servant, Boudica naturally understood that it was the result of a clash between Servants.
Unlike herself, whose specialty was defense and whose Noble Phantasm was rather unremarkable, there was no shortage among the Servants of Noble Phantasms capable of destroying heaven and earth. Especially the Saber class, foremost among the three knight classes and hailed as the strongest Servant class—when their beams went flying, putting a group of them together would practically make for fireworks.
—And Caesar's class was Sa~ber.
"There is no need to worry. Sir Lianye struck down the enemy commander just now."
Nero spoke, explaining the situation to the worried-looking Boudica.
However, one glance was enough to understand. The figure of Caesar, the "Red ♂ Swordsman," had long since vanished. His incarnated spiritual body had disappeared, and the Heroic Spirit's consciousness had returned to the Hall of Heroes.
"With that, the chaos of war can finally come to an end, right?"
Boudica revealed a relieved, relaxed smile and praised Lianye. "Thanks to your wholehearted assistance, the people will be able to escape the suffering of war sooner..."
"No, no, no—we're the ones who should be thanking you and Spartacus instead."
Lianye shrugged. "In the end, we manifested here to protect 'Human Order.' Dealing with the United Empire was only to restore the correct history. But you two are different. You joined Gaul's expeditionary army of your own will and entered a war