Chapter 166

Chapter 166

Jeanne Alter was like a rabid animal as she attempted to bash me with her flag/spear or likewise smash me with her sword and by that I was being literal as she had seemingly lost all rational thought reminding me how this Jeanne Alter wasn't like my Artoria Alter who was changed by the Grails mud into a different person and instead this was a merely the concentrated hatred of the original Jeanne with her positive qualities stripped away.

Therefor I didnt have any plans of mercy for her nor did I plan on doing something as inane as forcing a Servant contract on her to stabilize her like I did with Artoria as she was purposefully broken and fused into a nightmare version of the original Jeanne.

But even in her rabid swinging of her weapons I couldn't deny the fact that with enough insane ferocity, an unrelenting offense, and a inhuman strength that matched her speed and aggression made it possible for her manhandle me as I had to keep her busy and focused on me.

If I didnt keep her focused on me she was able to send large swathes of cursed fire that all the Servants had to disengage from their Berserker enemies who were somehow immune to the flames and would ruin their tempo. But I was also immune to her flames, so I was obviously the best person for a prolonged engagement with her.

"Your blood will fuel my beauty for years!" Carmilla screamed and then a sort of weight hung over me as a massive iron maiden formed in the air in front of her opponent's and I saw the vampire was fighting Artoria and Berserker Tamamo.

The surviving enemy Servants screamed in agony as the engraved insanity forced upon them made them focus upon me for killing their master, but my team of Servants were some of Humanities greatest Servants. Scathach was able to lodge three thrown spears into Vladimir Tepes when he aborted all attention to her and likewise all the other enemy Servants died as well within but a few more moments as they dashed to me with their backs turned to their prior foes.

The biggest issue now was Morgan who was stomping over to Artoria Alter and I remembered how the cursed Excalibur that destroyed all in its path living only cursed pools of molten earth that glowed an ominous purple.

"Excalibur Morgan... What about that abomination of a Fay work of art is worthy of naming it after myself, the Fairy Queen herself?" Before Morgan could continue her tirade, I realized it was time for me be to the designated comfort and cry shoulder as our own Jeanne was simply standing over where the corrupted Jeanne had faded away into motes of light and make sure that Morgan and Artoria didnt end up rendering France uninhabitable as both of them used powerful curses and widespread destruction was their favorite methods.

"Take ten minutes to check for supplies and Pepe you report to Olga and Romani!" I ordered and he nodded understanding I needed to deescalate my Berserker and prevent her from possibly going into a homicidal rage.

I then flash stepped to Morgan with her and Artoria's eyes snapping to me but before either could say anything I grabbed Morgan into my arms and after another flash step I had Jeanne inside my arms and then I once again flash stepped to another side of the further destroyed town, we did battle in, away from Chaldea's Servants so we could have a moment of peace to speak.