: The Witch's Barrier!

Chapter 42. The Witch's Barrier!

The environment is changing, and the world has fallen into chaos.

Everything around them was no longer the same as they had seen before; everyone present felt as if they had entered a world that resembled an "art painting."

"A Reality Marble?"

Some people recognized the scene that could transform the landscape and spoke up.

Reality Marble is considered the closest thing to "magic" among major magical spells, and is even classified as a "forbidden spell" by the Mage's Association.

The magic that materializes one's own mental landscape, once activated, can erode the "real world" and drag everything around it into one's own "world".

It is formed from the inner world of the practitioner, and therefore is also related to their personal experiences.

Without a doubt, those who can use "realm boundaries" are a special group of people.

"But that ugly appearance was truly unbearable to look at."

"The clown in a play."

"How pathetic."

Walking on uneven ground, through unfamiliar streets and thick smog, what comes into view is that huge and "abstract" individual.

Riding a bizarre black and white horse, dressed in a red and colorful dress, but with a head on top that looked exactly like a candle, even burning with flames, and holding a huge spear.

Ophelia, the Martial Arts Demoness!

They are creatures that are completely incomprehensible.

"This is bad!"

Waver, supporting Lelouch, was sweating profusely. He hadn't even stepped out of the area when he was dragged into this "world".

Given Lelouch's current injured state and loss of his mecha, they are in extremely dangerous condition.

"A familiar?!"

As dark, shadowy figures emerged from the surrounding area, Waver became terrified.

"Click!"

"Click!"

The perfectly synchronized marching, resembling that of an army, created an immense sense of oppression.

"!"

Lelouch, panting, looked at the numbers ahead and pondered a plan to break the deadlock.

He and Weber must find a way to get out of here.

"ah!!"

"We're doomed!"

"ha!"

"Snap!"

The attacking familiar startled Waver, but as he closed his eyes, he heard a sharp shout.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Saber standing in front of him with the Holy Sword in hand, and even Assassin was protecting him.

"Huh? Saber? Assassin?"

Suddenly relieved, Weber felt inexplicably at ease.

"Bang!"

Without replying, Kenshin dodged an attack and then swung his fist, sending the creature in front of him flying.

"Assassin, it seems you can still fight without a sword."

Saber glanced at Kenshin and smirked.

"It's always a bit of a stretch, so it's best not to count on it."

"After all, I have studied swordsmanship, not fist techniques."

Dealing with two or three familiars is one thing, but the sheer number of them ahead, like an army, is unrealistic for Kenshin to defeat them all with his fists.

He didn't have time to retrieve the Kusanagi sword he had thrown earlier, and besides, that spot was at the feet of a giant creature, and in his current half-crippled state, he dared not approach it.

"What naive fellows."

Seeing Saber and Assassin helping instead of finishing off the enemy, Lelouch really didn't know what to say.

"This is not the time for internal strife."

"If we don't work together, we'll die."

Saber declared, cutting down the attacking familiar once more.

She wasn't exaggerating. If everyone was injured and exhausted, then it would be a bit of a misunderstanding of the situation to continue fighting amongst themselves within the enemy's inherent barrier.

"Yes, Rider, we should think of something now."

Looking at Lelouch sideways, Waver then offered earnest advice.

He knew that Rider harbored a great deal of "distrust" of others, but now was not the time to act out.

"way?"

"Unless Saber has the strength to unleash her Noble Phantasm again, even if the three of us Servants were tied together, it wouldn't be enough for these guys to devour."

Lelouch chuckled self-deprecatingly, having long since come to terms with the current situation.

A severely wounded "literati emperor".

A "swordsman" who has lost his sword.

A "king" whose magic has run dry.

Putting aside the issue of whether it would be a burden or not, dealing with the sheer number of familiars in front of them would be exhausting, let alone finding the "Martial Arts Witch" that Sakura Kyoko had transformed into.

"Whether it's Lancer or Caster, upon closer examination, they both possess powers that transcend the ordinary."

"This encirclement and suppression was simply impossible to achieve without the combined strength of other Servants!"

Looking back now, Kotomine Risei and the others did a "good deed" by accident.

Just thinking about facing Caster or Lancer alone is enough to give me a headache.

"Is this the time for such discouraging talk, Rider!"

"Heh, it's not that I'm pessimistic, but I'm convinced that the only way to break this deadlock is to rely on Berserker and Archer over there."

"Whether they have the same 'kindness' as you two do, we don't know."

This choice of entrusting one's life to others is naturally not what Lelouch wants, but unfortunately only Saber and Assassin are here, and at this moment, there really is no solution.

What can a group of "low-health" guys do?

No matter how I look at it, my "Geass" can't affect that kind of bizarre monster, the "Martial Arts Witch".

Even if Assassin retrieved the divine sword, he could not slay that enormous creature.

The only one he could rely on, Saber, did not have enough magic power to unleash "Excalibur" a second time.

Kiritsugu couldn't be contacted even inside the barrier, so expecting him to help with Command Spells was wishful thinking. It would be good enough if he didn't take advantage of the situation and drag Saber away.

Surrounded by familiars, even self-preservation is a problem, let alone the strength to fight the main body.

"etc."

Suddenly, something occurred to Lelouch, and his thoughts began to race.

"Perhaps there is another way."

"!"

"?"

"What method?"

Saber, Kenshin, and Waver were all taken aback by his words, and then remained vigilant while waiting for what he would say next.

"Go kill Caster."

"Kill Caster?"

Saber was puzzled, unable to understand Rider's words.

"Haven't you noticed? Throughout the battle, Lancer has never been forced to leave the field due to magical limitations, even though he doesn't have a Master."

"That proves she has formed a contract with a new Master."

"Considering the way Caster and she were together, and considering that Caster's Master was also long dead, it is highly likely that Caster is her contractor."

"Although I don't know how Caster did it, he is capable of using all kinds of magic, so it's not surprising that he has magic that can contract Servants."

"How did you know Caster's Master was dead?"

"Hmph, I won't tell you that. Whether you believe what I just said is up to you."

At this point, Saber, Kenshin, and Waver all understood.

Assuming Rider's account is correct.

Therefore, this inference is credible; otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why Caster and Lancer would become so close.

"But...to kill a Caster whose location is unknown within such a large army."

Weber looked up and stared at his surroundings, his lips suddenly twitching.

This is a protective net that resembles an iron barrel.

Can these people really do it?

"We can only try to delay and wait for an opportunity."

"Procrastination is just a slow death."

"That's hard to say."

"What?"

Upon hearing Saber's words, Lelouch frowned, sensing the confidence in her voice.

"With the regenerative power of the scabbard, we will eventually have the strength to spare."

"But we don't know whether we'll be taken out first, or whether we can really hold out until then."

Kenshin understood Saber's meaning and then explained.

"Then all we can do is try our best, right?"

"There is no other way."

(Sword sheath?)

Hearing their conversation, Lelouch roughly knew that both of them had secrets they didn't know about each other.

But just as they were talking, a loud booming sound came from afar.

Looking up, one could see Archer, clad in golden armor, floating in the air, holding a strange "sword" in his hand.

PS:

Memorable scenes are coming!

(End of this chapter)