Abnormality In Type-Moon: Madness Of Animeverse

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"Since that's the case, let's avoid the Berserker. We can sneak back to the city from the left or right."

"Good plan, but unfortunately, as soon as I spotted him, he also noticed me. Now, he's charging at us like a mad dog."

"Why didn't you say so earlier?!"

Rin Tohsaka shouted in frustration.

"Archer, hold off the Berserker! Buy us some time to escape!"

"Ah, am I doing this alone?"

"We'll head back to the city as fast as we can. Once we're inside the Spirit Barrier, I'll summon you back with a Command Seal!"

The Spirit Barrier in Fuyuki City allows entry for spirits but prevents their exit.

The barrier, though built by Zelretch, draws its power from Fuyuki's leylines. Oddly enough, even though Zelretch has infinite mana, he designed the barrier this way—no one really knows why.

Naturally, Rin Tohsaka was the one in control of this barrier.

This was her trump card as the overseer of Fuyuki City, a power the Mage's Association coveted. Many of the old codgers in the Association had their eyes on the control of this barrier, but none had succeeded in wresting it from her.

So, while theoretically, spatial transfers would bounce off the barrier, with a slight manipulation, Rin could summon Red Archer back within its confines.

"Saber, you stay and help as well."

"I understand."

Roy turned to his Servant, Okita Souji, and issued the order.

"Thank you. This should ease the pressure."

Hearing this, Rin Tohsaka finally let out a sigh of relief.

Two Servants fighting together was better than leaving just one behind.

"No, this was my fault to begin with," Roy shook his head.

Had he not wanted to save Illyasviel, they wouldn't have been in this dangerous situation.

"Even without you, with Berserker's mindless nature, he would have locked onto us anyway as we tried to retreat to the city," Rin waved dismissively, looking as if Roy was overthinking it.

Roy considered her words and realized they were true.

Even without him, they would still need to return to Fuyuki City, and likely, they would have run into Berserker on the way.

The only difference now was that they had Illya with them—a rather valuable "extra."

"Roar!"

Before they could further discuss their plans, a shadowy figure enveloped in black mist charged toward them from the distance.

Clad in dark armor, it was impossible to discern the figure's true form. The thick black fog surrounding it seemed to distort one's perception.

Okita Souji stepped forward, her gaze steady and composed.

The Blackened Berserker's presence was overwhelming.

Though mindless, he was undoubtedly an extraordinarily formidable foe, likely even stronger than the warped Lancer they had previously encountered.

"Be careful. The true identity of the Blackened Berserker is Lancelot, the Knight of the Lake. His martial skills are top-tier, and even in his maddened state, his abilities remain intact. The reversed Holy Sword grants him additional power boosts, and anything he touches can become his Noble Phantasm. Don't let him grab you!"

Roy called out, sharing everything he knew about the Blackened Berserker as succinctly as possible.

"Lancelot? No wonder he follows the Blackened Saber's orders without question."

Red Archer muttered under his breath as he readied his bow.

With a flash, Okita Souji dashed toward the enemy, while Red Archer provided cover fire with his arrows from the side.

The two fought strategically, drawing the Blackened Berserker away from the others.

Okita Souji's agility was remarkable.

With the support of Roy's mana and her Haori, her agility had reached A++, putting her speed among the very top. She was even faster than the Blackened Berserker.

Having a Master with ample mana makes all the difference.

Along with Red Archer's interference, the two managed to hold their ground against the Blackened Berserker, matching him blow for blow.

Seizing the opportunity, Roy and the others hurriedly passed through the area, making their way back to Fuyuki City.

"Move faster!"

"Do you think I need you to tell me that, you brat?!"

"At this rate, we won't make it in time! We can't let Berserker's death be in vain!"

"As if I didn't know! But even if we had a car, it'd still take at least half an hour to reach the city walls!"

Rin glared fiercely at Illya, who was still perched on Roy's back, issuing commands as though none of this was her fault.

Why does your home have to be so far away? Rin silently fumed.

Illya, feeling guilty, averted her gaze.

With Okita Souji and Red Archer's combined strength, holding off the Blackened Berserker wasn't an issue.

The real concern was how long Berserker could withstand the Blackened Saber.

Even with twelve lives, standing against the Blackened Saber, who had near-limitless mana, surviving half an hour seemed impossible.

Not to mention, they were running on foot. Even with magical enhancements, there was no way they could reach the city in thirty minutes.

We're doomed!

Rin internally screamed in despair.

"No choice."

Roy sighed as he waved his hand in the air.

A long silver line appeared before them.

Roy pulled the line apart, revealing a misty, gray space within.

In the blink of an eye, something large fell from the space as if from a bottomless pouch—a machine made of black steel, crouching like a beast.

It was a motorcycle, and a powerful one at that, with four cylinders.

"Imaginary Number Magic? How do you know this too?" Rin stared in disbelief at Roy, who had just pulled a motorcycle out of thin air like a magician performing a trick.

A mage's elemental attributes determine how far they can go on their path. Normally, a mage wouldn't waste time dabbling in elements they didn't possess—it's inefficient and yields little reward.

Roy clearly didn't have the attribute for Imaginary Numbers, so why had he bothered to study it?

"Just a bit of dabbling. Get on!"

Roy swung a leg over the bike, placing Illya in front of him.

Rin quickly climbed onto the seat behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

"If you had a motorcycle, why didn't you bring it out earlier?!"

"Gas is expensive!"

"And by the way, do you even know how to ride this?"

"I practiced in the courtyard!"

"Wait! I suddenly have a bad feeling about this!"

"Full throttle! Hold on tight!"

With a roar, the motorcycle accelerated to its top speed in mere moments.

"Haha! There's nothing in our way, so there's no need to worry about crashing!"

"Aaah! Can you take this seriously, please?!"

Rin clung tightly to Roy's waist, terrified by the bumps and jolts.

There should have been something intimate about this.

But Roy felt nothing and had no reaction whatsoever.

For over ten minutes, the motorcycle sped across the pitch-black wilderness.

Illya's grip around Roy's arms tightened suddenly.

Roy sensed what was coming.

Above them, familiars circled the sky, keeping a close watch on the ongoing battles.

Back at Einzbern Castle, Berserker had used up all twelve of his lives and finally fell beneath the Blackened Saber's sword.

After defeating Berserker, the Blackened Saber plunged her hand into her own chest, pulling out a golden Holy Grail.

Soon, she sensed Illya's escape and began racing toward Fuyuki City, ignoring the battlefield where Red Archer, Okita Souji, and Lancelot clashed.

It was as if she had a personal vendetta against Illya, determined to eliminate her in this first encounter.

Several minutes later, the walls of Fuyuki City finally came into view.

But not far behind them, the Blackened Saber was also in sight.

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