Dark Soul Moon

Tohsaka Tokiomi looked at his followers.

"It's okay, Berserker's power is beyond my expectation, and it's my mistake to judge that it's beyond your ability to deal with it."

The magician replied.

However, his eyes were deep, as if he had decided on something.

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"It's pretty good at hiding, mouse."

The ghost king looked at Slippery Qiu, but Caster, who was unwilling to confront her head-on, spoke very impatiently.

After seeing himself reappearing intact, the opponent changed his tactics, retreating with one blow, and would never fight head-on.

But Shuten, who had suffered losses before, would directly destroy the environment in a mess every time he took action.

She didn't believe that under such circumstances, the other party could still secretly set up a magic circle.

"whispering sound."

Medea shut up.

If it is in an open place, she has ten thousand ways to kill this guy.

But now he is trapped in a small place by an unknown barrier, and most of his abilities have been blocked.

How could she, a Caster, let go of her own advantages and instead run to engage in close combat with other followers?

Back in Greece, with Perseus standing in front of her, she could cast spells with peace of mind.

But it doesn't work now, [Witch's Nostalgia] needs to be chanted, or it can be released quickly with the help of a magic circle.

However, the brute force servant in front of him destroyed the environment in a mess, and also disrupted the flow of magic power, making the hidden magic circle useless.

Therefore, Medea, who is not covered by a puppet, has no good solution for the time being.

There is no good way for both sides to take each other.

As for consuming the other party alive?

The witch glanced outside the barrier, where the witch was sitting face to face with the black witch.

Don't think about it, the one who can make the Black Witch treat him like this must be a character of at least one level, so magic power is also impossible.

"We have to find a way to break the situation."

Medea rolled her eyes, thinking about a way to break the situation.

Outside the barrier, the saint stood on a high place, watching the battle inside the barrier with a helpless expression.

When the breath of fighting broke out in other places, her expression became even more helpless.

Hastily hopped on the motorcycle to get one last glimpse of the battle inside the enchantment.

Since the supervisor and the woman in the three-cornered hat are there, there shouldn't be anything that violates the rules of the Holy Grail War, such as exposing the mystery to ordinary people.

She didn't bother to care about other things.

As long as those few basic rules are not violated.

"Hey...why was I summoned by the Holy Grail?"

Joan of Arc was thinking about this question while following her intuition and flying a motorcycle at a high place.

Subconsciously, the accelerator was fully pulled, and the saintess was still thinking about this problem after crossing a long distance to reach the roof of another building.

So far, everything is normal in the Holy Grail War without any problems.

None of the seven groups of participants violated the rules, and there was no room for her to intervene.

"Go back and ask that priest to make a meal of mapo tofu for me."

The blond village girl thought so.

Just take it as a comfort to myself who ran around tonight.

Not to mention, the mapo tofu made by that priest is quite delicious.

I just don't understand why the other party will show disappointment.

Maybe this is the chef's persistence. Although she thought it was very delicious, the priest still felt that his cooking was not perfect.

"Sure enough, everyone has their own pursuit..."

The saint exclaimed.

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Chapter 39 The end of the second night

When the motorcycle came to the battlefield with a roar, the battle was over.

"……I'm late."

Joan of Arc muttered to herself with some distress.

After all, she was alone, and once the fighting broke out far away, there was nothing the saint could do.