The next day.
Robin Hood looked at the unremarkable patch of wasteland before him and smiled, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
The gemstone potion bottles in his bag had been completely emptied.
Across this wasteland, he had set up 3,300 trigger traps.
Three thousand three hundred—three hundred more than the three thousand he had originally promised.
"This is everything I've got." Robin Hood's eyes held his characteristic resolve as he looked toward the eastern horizon and muttered, "Old King Yama. Let's see just how much you can do."
Artoria stood beside him without saying a word, merely casting Robin Hood an approving glance.
Sure enough, no one who could ascend to the Throne of Heroes was a pushover.
Because the traps were trigger traps, Artoria would undoubtedly set them off if she ran across them as well. Thus, she had only been responsible for luring the enemy farther away. The final stretch could only be handled by Xiang An, who could run through the sky.
There was still no movement from Xiang An in the east, but sounds came from the west instead.
"Hm? What's that?" Robin Hood narrowed his eyes, shading his forehead with half his hand as he looked west.
"It's the Master." Since Artoria was on horseback and had a higher vantage point, she spotted it before Robin Hood did—the vehicle carrying Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others.
"Master, Servant units have appeared within visual range. It's Mr. Robin Hood and Miss Artoria." Mash stood upright as she observed, then turned to Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Great, we finally found someone." Fujimaru Ritsuka, seated inside the carriage, let out a sigh of relief.
"Is the battlefield ahead?" Sita had already drawn her bow, her guard raised.
"Probably not." Lawrence spoke to Sita through the carriage. Her Magecraft Workshop had