"Hey, woman who agreed to my darling's proposal the moment you met him—you should understand the urge to possess someone completely, right?"
"Umumu, you have a good eye. You asked the right person."
Nero nodded, then said, "I do not mind much. After all, my Master is also a tyrant. As a tyrant myself, I can understand that feeling."
Tamamo-no-Mae glanced at Elizabeth. She had no desire to ask Elizabeth anything, but Elizabeth was unhappy instead. "Why aren't you asking me?! I'm a staunch believer in pure love!"
"You..."
Tamamo-no-Mae's feelings were complicated. "Never mind you."
"What do you mean by that?!"
Elizabeth shouted, but no one paid her any attention.
On the outskirts of a town on the eastern battlefield, the Mad King, who had wanted to slaughter the weak, unexpectedly encountered Artoria, who had rendezvoused with Lancelot in the wilderness. The moment Artoria saw Cú Chulainn Alter, she raised the holy sword in her hand high without any hesitation.
"Wind, dance! Holy sword, release!"
The Wind King Barrier that had covered the holy sword vanished in an instant. A violent storm swept through the surroundings as the Breath of the Stars began gathering around the blade. Under the gathering stellar breath, the blade began emitting dazzling golden light, and even spirit particles started leaking from Artoria's body.
Artoria had already dissolved her Servant Contract with Bai Ming when she decided to go wild once.
"My King... are you... consuming your own Spirit Origin?"
Artoria said, "That guy Bai Ming burned my inverted Spirit Origin once before. I wanted to try that feeling too!"
The fierce wind caught the attention of the distant Cú Chulainn Alter.
After casually stabbing two Purification Knights to death, he narrowed his eyes at Artoria, who was preparing to unleash her Noble Phantasm.