"To cause this much destruction..." Two beads of cold sweat trickled down Mash's face.
Roman had already identified this Servant's true name—or rather, this Servant had never intended to conceal his true name from the beginning.
Fionn mac Cumhaill, the radiant commander of the Fianna Knights, who served the High King of Ireland. His achievements and martial exploits were hailed as "the greatest." Whether it was the demonic boar, the horse of the underworld, or the decaying god Aillen, and in the end, even his own ancestor Nuada, known as the God of War, had been defeated by his own hand.
In short, he was undoubtedly a powerful Servant.
And now, this Servant had set his sights on—
Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"So that's the enemy Master?" He stood still, regulating his breath, while keenly noticing the target the enemy had been protecting all along—that orange-haired girl.
As he looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka, the corners of Fionn's lips curled into a faint smile.
"She's a beautiful girl, and even that shield-bearer standing before her is a peerless beauty."
"But since they've chosen to fight, there's nothing more to say."
"...Though after winning this battle, perhaps I could try proposing to them?"
—Whoosh!
In an instant, Fionn exerted force through his legs and burst forth with tremendous speed, charging toward Mash and Fujimaru Ritsuka.
Bang!
Spear and shield collided with a heavy thud.
"Isn't it rather wasteful for a beautiful young lady to choose to stand on the battlefield?" Fionn asked Mash with an unhurried smile as they wrestled for dominance.
"Because I have the resolve, I must stand on the battlefield!" Mash was slightly weaker than Fionn, but there was not the slightest fear on her face as she glared at him angrily.
While the two were locked in combat, Fujimaru Ritsuka