Fate: Livestream in Chaldeas

Chapter 24: A Newbie Village Has Already Fought The Boss, Is This Even Fair?

The maiden clad in jet-black armor looked down at everyone arrogantly.

And right now, she was standing atop a massive black dragon.

The Evil Dragon beneath her feet was covered in glossy black scales, and even a low growl from it was enough to send the mightiest magical beasts fleeing in terror. Its body was brimming with magical energy, exuding an overwhelming pressure.

Fafnir, The Evil Dragon.

Completely different from those two-legged wyverns, this was a truely dragon.

When Jeanne Alter's face appeared on the livestream screen, someone immediately recognized her.

[Jeanne! That's definitely Jeanne, who else could it be!!!]

[She looks a bit different from what I had in mind, but as long as she's beautiful, right?]

[Mashu-nee, I'm sorry… My heart is wavering… This must be a trial, a test meant for me!]

[This girl is pretty, but why is she dressed so flamboyantly? And why is she carrying around a giant four-legged lizard as a pet?]

[Dude, that thing is called a Western dragon…]

[Isn't this dragon way too big? Is it an AI model? It looks pretty realistic on screen.]

[Of course, it's just special effects. It hasn't moved yet, but just wait until it does. That's when the real money burn begins…]

The heated discussions in the livestream didn't capture Ethan's attention—he was rapidly thinking through this unexpected turn of events.

Why didn't the original Jeanne show up? Why was it Jeanne Alter instead?!

At this point in time, Jeanne Alter should have been discussing her next move with Gilles. Why had she suddenly appeared before him?

This was no different from a newbie logging into a game for the first time only to run into the final boss right outside the village gates.

…Though, to be fair, he wasn't exactly a newbie himself.

'System, how many points do I have now?'

Just in case, he decided to check how many gacha pulls he had saved up.

[Beep beep—Querying.]

[Query successful! Current livestream points: 103,450 points!]

[Beep beep—Detected that the host's draw count has exceeded 100 pulls. A new system feature has been unlocked.]

Ethan's eyes lit up.

So accumulating 100 pulls unlocked a new system feature?

It was definitely the right choice not to spend all the points immediately.

The hoarder club was feeling triumphant.

[The host may convert 100,000 points into a Premium Summon Ticket. The Premium Summon Ticket increases the chances of drawing rare Servants and items.]

[Would you like to convert your points into a Premium Summon Ticket?]

[Tip: The Premium Summon Ticket guarantees a Servant after 200 pulls, but does not share its pull count with standard summons.]

Nice one, buddy. You're baiting me, aren't you?

It seemed like the odds of drawing a high-tier Servant had improved, and he could avoid getting stuck with useless magic crystals, but the total number of pulls would be reduced.

For now, the best move was to secure a guaranteed Servant first before considering anything else.

"Senpai, be careful! The opponent is also a Servant."

Mash immediately stepped in front of Ethan, remaining on high alert in case of a sudden attack.

"Hey, are you done talking yet?"

Mordred was the first to speak up.

"You suddenly show up, standing up there and spewing all this arrogant nonsense… If I'm not wrong, back when you were alive, you had ties to this land of France, didn't you?"

"Umu, if we're talking about origins, then you could say that."

Jeanne Alter shifted her gaze downward to Mordred.

"So what?"

"Then why did you slaughter the soldiers of your own country?"

Mordred hoisted Clarent onto her shoulder, glaring up at Jeanne Alter as she questioned her loudly.

"Slaughter? Hahahaha!!!"

Hearing Mordred's question, Jeanne Alter burst into laughter.

"Don't make me laugh. They were just accomplices of the executioners. If what I did was unforgivable, then where is God? Why hasn't He come to punish a heretic like me?"

Jeanne Alter burst into laughter, her expression growing increasingly terrifying.

After listening to her words, Mordred—fully clad in armor—simply shook her head.

"You don't hold the fate of anyone. You're nothing but a heretic!"

"Oh? Even if I am a heretic, the embodiment of sin, what do you plan to do about it?"

"Is that even a question?!"

Mordred immediately tightened her grip on her sword, stomped on the long-ruined fortress wall, and launched herself high into the air.

"Of course, I'll wipe out a heretic like you!!!"

Clarent flared up with crimson lightning, slashing straight at Jeanne Alter atop her dragon!

"Ridiculous!"

Jeanne Alter drew the sword at her waist and met the attack head-on.

KLANG——————!!!

The sound of metal clashing echoed between the two.

Mordred pressed down with all her strength, pushing from above with both hands.

At the same time, Jeanne Alter defended while swinging her left hand, violently waving the banner of the Evil Dragon.

In an instant, pitch-black flames ignited in midair around Mordred, and in the next moment, they all lunged at her at once!

"Damn it…!"

Realizing the danger, Mordred immediately retreated to dodge the attack.

A streak of black fire struck her armor but bounced off without causing harm.

Mordred landed temporarily on the fortress wall.

BANG BANG BANG BANG——————!!!

Gunfire rang out as a barrage of bullets rained down around Jeanne Alter.

However, every shot was blocked by the mana barrier in front of her.

Before Jeanne Alter could even give an order, the black flames automatically traced the bullets' trajectory in pursuit!

BOOM————————!!!

A section of the fortress wall suddenly erupted into raging flames.

Even though it was made of solid stone and sand, the infernal fire still incinerated it completely.

Emiya Kiritsugu, who had already repositioned himself, leaned against a wall, his hand ready on his single-shot pistol loaded with an Origin Bullet. Silently, he waited for the perfect opportunity to strike.

"GRAAAAH————————!!"

Seeing its master under attack, the Evil Dragon Fafnir finally let out a furious roar.

Instantly, a massive surge of magical energy began gathering in its mouth.

"This is bad! That giant dragon is about to attack!"

Mash immediately stepped in front of Ethan, but the shield in her hands had yet to emit its familiar blue light.

"No… I have to release my Noble Phantasm here, or I won't be able to protect Senpai!"

Seeing Mash struggle with all her might, Ethan suddenly recalled how she had secretly trained whenever she had spare time in the past few days.

He reached out and placed his hand over hers, which were gripping the shield tightly.

"…Senpai?"

"Mash, listen to me. Using a Noble Phantasm without knowing its true name is extremely difficult. From now on, your Noble Phantasm activation chant will be 'Lord Chaldeas.'"

Ethan spoke the incantation that Olga Marie hadn't had the chance to teach Mash.

"Lord… Chaldeas… Thank you, Senpai!"

Mash repeated it once, then nodded firmly without hesitation, her eyes filled with determination as she began chanting.

"Noble Phantasm, deploy! Lord Chaldeas!!!"

As the incantation was spoken, a brilliant light radiated from the shield, forming a massive defensive barrier that firmly protected the frontline!

In the blink of an eye, from Fafnir's mouth, a torrent of darkness—akin to the flames of hell—erupted and surged toward them!!!