You Poisoned Bashmu from Within!

"Perhaps." Semiramis spoke dejectedly, but the smile at the corner of her lips gave her away. "Since you say so, Master, I suppose I have no choice but to comply?"

"Then I'll leave everything to you, Assassin. By Command Spell, I order you, Assassin: stop Ruler, Saber, and the approaching Archer in the main hall at all costs." Amakusa clenched his fist, and the Command Spell transformed into magical energy, strengthening Assassin.

Though the actual effect was negligible, it displayed Amakusa's own resolve.

"Then leave everything to me." Semiramis covered her mouth and let out a coquettish laugh.

At that moment, Amakusa Shirou froze.

"What is it, Master? Is there something else? Hurry along. If you botch your task, I won't forgive you. Heh heh, if you lose, then you'll get to see what hell looks like."

Amakusa Shirou nodded, and a smile returned to his face.

This was the first true joy he had felt from the bottom of his heart in sixty years.

"Assassin, you're beautiful."

"Hm?"

Amakusa Shirou hurriedly shook his head. "No, I didn't say anything. Just treat it as nonsense. Even if only to avoid seeing hell, I have to fulfill my wish."

"As long as you understand." Semiramis crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away. "I'll wait here for news of your success."

Amakusa Shirou vanished into the Holy Grail, as though it had absorbed him.

Semiramis understood that now was the time for her to shine.

The grand gift she had prepared this time for Ruler, Saber, and Archer was far from simple.

Hydra Poison was merely an appetizer. There was also the pincer attack by Bašmu, one of Tiamat's Eleven Children, and...

The palace gates opened, and Ruler and Saber entered.

Looking closely, both of them were covered