Doing Whatever You Want? (Continued)

It was clearly just a simple slash. How could it possess such tremendous power?

She spun around, driving force through her legs as she launched a fierce attack at Siegfried's flank.

But Siegfried was almost completely unharmed. As a dragon-slaying Servant, he effortlessly mitigated most of the damage against Mordred.

"What a pity. It was useless," Siegfried said calmly, pressuring Mordred with his swordsmanship.

Mordred did not even have time to wonder why Siegfried was unharmed before she was forced to meet his blade.

Her swordsmanship had almost entirely inherited Artoria's exceptionally bold fighting style, but its finer details were quite crude.

Against a master swordsman like Siegfried, even the slightest pressure exposed numerous openings.

Especially since Siegfried had manifested as a Saber, with every attribute exceptionally high. This gave him a tremendous advantage compared to Shirou.

When Shirou had been summoned, he had relied entirely on technique to pressure his opponents. Yet he could not use that technique to secure victory, because his strength and agility simply could not keep up with his skill.

But on this land, even if Siegfried could not obtain all his Noble Phantasms, he could still receive a boost in power.

For instance, right now!

"You're finished!"

Siegfried murmured.

His sharp blade knocked Mordred's sword away once more, and Siegfried had already driven her into a dead end.

Mordred's eyes widened—

Was her talent really limited to this?

Did she not have the qualifications to become king?

Yet in the next moment, the situation reversed.

The sword drooped weakly, and even Siegfried's Spirit Core was becoming difficult to maintain.

"Oh! Oh—"

Mordred laughed and, without hesitation, kicked the mana-depleted Siegfried away.

Siegfried flew backward dozens of meters.

He had never expected that he would become unable to move because of mana at such a