Across countless worlds: Yearning to become a giant of light.

Chapter 86 [FGO] Orleans Conquest
When Chen Lin and his men attacked the outskirts of Orleans, Jeanne d'Arc Alter and her allies were caught off guard.

Especially when the Ruler class sensed a group of Servants attacking the outskirts of Orleans, Jeanne Alter felt like she had been slapped in the face.

Not long ago, we said the enemy would be holed up in their last city, living in constant fear, but only two days later they attacked.

But so what if they attack?

There is still a huge gap between the two sides in terms of their strength on paper!
"So you've come looking for death so soon? Heh... Very well! Saves me the trouble of coming after you myself, Fafnir! Get ready to welcome another 'me'!"

After a brief moment of surprise, Jeanne Alter regained her confident smile and immediately prepared to go into battle herself.

"Please wait a moment."

Vlad III stepped forward and stopped Joan of Arc.

"How can the commander-in-chief be allowed to go first when the two armies are locked in a stalemate? Moreover, the enemy has brought all their followers this time, they must be determined to die. If they all focus their fire on you..."

"Are you saying I can't beat that country girl?"

Jeanne Alter looked at Vlad III with displeasure.

"No, let's leave Joan of Arc aside for now... Don't forget, the enemy has a legendary dragon-slaying saint. If the enemy is willing to sacrifice other Servants to slay the 'dragon,' can you stop them?"

"..."

Jeanne Alter fell into a brief silence.

Although not a targeted attack like Siegfried's, Saint George's reputation far surpasses that of the Nibelungen dragon-slaying hero.

If Fafnir fails to withstand the opponent's Noble Phantasm, wouldn't he become a laughingstock among his subordinates?

"Since we were summoned, we have not yet fought against enemy Servants. Let us go and take on the challenge!"

Vlad III immediately pressed his advantage.

After all, Bluebeard didn't summon these berserk Servants to be parasites, and Vlad III's own dignity wouldn't allow him to lie low, so he had to fight!

Other Servants shared the same idea.

"Oh? Is that so... then I'll grant your wish."

Upon hearing this, Joan of Arc sat back on the throne that originally belonged to the King of France, and addressed Vlad III and the others below:
"I'll be right here waiting for your triumphant return, but don't get wiped out!"

Meanwhile, Chen Lin's squad, who had been marching at full speed and killing evil dragons and wriggling monsters along the way, were taking a short rest on the streets of the outer city when they arrived in Orleans.

From here, you can clearly see the Demon Pillar in Orleans.

"We'll proceed according to plan. The others will be responsible for holding the dragon back, while Giorgios and I will be in charge of slaying it."

After finishing his repairs, Chen Lin reminded him again.

"Understood!"xN
Everyone nodded in response.

They continued forward for a short while, and then Vlad III and his entourage blocked their way.

"Your lives end here, Masters of Chaldea!"

"They are the enemy's Servants!"

Everyone quickly assumed a fighting stance and shielded Chen Lin in the middle.

"One, two, three, four... The Phantom of the Opera is not here?"

Chen Lin glanced around and noticed that one of the berserker Servants who came to meet the enemy was missing.

This is good news.

And Jeanne Alter doesn't seem to be making any appearance...

"It seems we can take care of them first."

Chen Lin gave Marda, one of the enemies, a meaningful look.

The other party immediately understood and quietly walked to Vlad III's side, slowly clenching his fist.

“Hmm… Vlad III, Atalanta, Lancelot.”

(Just a quick rant here: in the first singularity, the Berserker Lancelot didn't yell at Jeanne d'Arc Alter, but he yelled at Jeanne d'Arc herself. His eyesight is practically on par with Gilles de Rais, a Caster-class hero.) Hearing Chen Lin's haphazard and missing-person roll call, Vlad III felt a sense of foreboding, but outwardly maintained his regal composure: "To recognize our names... very well, your blood belongs to me! Be proud of it!"

However, Chen Lin ignored him. He could sense Vlad III's mindset, the respect/pity he felt for his enemy.

But for the sake of victory, he had to abandon all martial ethics!

Chen Lin: Hehe! I want to survive!
"That's settled then. Camilla will be given to Elizabeth, and Dion to Mary."

"Exactly what I want!"

Elizabeth was overjoyed and gripped her lance tightly, ready to charge at Camilla at any moment.

"Hehehe... How thoughtful~ Perfect timing, I also wanted to catch up with Dion a bit, thank you, Master."

Mary smiled happily and then winked at Dion.

Dion: ... (Sweating profusely)

"How arrogant!"

Aside from Dion being targeted by Mary, this attitude of treating himself like a lamb to the slaughter naturally enraged Camilla and the others.

Before they could make any move, a fist suddenly burst out of Vlad III's chest, clearly shattering his heart.

puff----!!!
"Martha... Martha... You, a saint... actually betrayed me... Ah—so that's how it is! Chaldea's Master... it was you! The roll call just now... was a code!"

Vlad III, whose spirit core (heart) had been ripped out, turned around in disbelief and immediately realized that the saintess was basically unaffected by the berserk state, and had even formed a secret alliance with the enemy, outsmarting them all!
Vlad III, his heart ripped out, left the stage in bitterness.

"hateful……"

Atalanta, who was closest to the enemy, turned and ran when she saw this, but it was too late, Martha's Noble Phantasm was right behind her!
"O sad dragon who knows no love!"

Poor Tarles was summoned by Marda and used as a projectile by the dragon turtle, punching Atalanta and Lancelot.

"Varied----!"

Atalanta took the spinning impact of the dragon turtle head-on, and before she could even remove Calydon's fur, she fell into a 'baby-like sleep' and was instantly eliminated.

Everyone understood now. It turned out that Chen Lin's order was for the traitor Martha to be killed in order: first, take down the most troublesome Vlad III, and then deal with the two closest Servants.

However, Lancelot was quite resilient, and this Dragon Turtle Impact only severely injured him, unlike Atalanta who was forced to leave the field.

"Come forth, knight of King Arthur!"

Seeing that Lancelot hadn't left, Martha, as if she had found a punching bag, excitedly rushed towards him.

Lancelot: ...

I, I'll fight Martha?
I should have left the stage with Atalanta earlier!

"Martha! How dare you call yourself a saint with such behavior?"

Camilla only just realized what was happening.

"Do we need to talk about morality when dealing with a bunch of evil people like you?"

Martha retorted indifferently.

"you……"

Camilla was furious and wanted to start yelling, but Elizabeth's spear was already at her face, so she had to turn her attention back to her own.

"Your enemy is me!"

"This……"

Seeing Martha's swift and decisive betrayal, Dion, who had never wanted to be used by the evil side, was instantly caught in a dilemma, especially since Queen Marie was standing right in front of him.

Even if one were to steel themselves and wield the sword for evil, they wouldn't be able to unleash much of their power.

Chen Lin and his group then rushed into the inner city and quickly arrived at the throne room where Jeanne d'Arc Alter was, facing the Dragon Witch directly.

(End of this chapter)