I, The Giant of the Imperial Palace, Travel Through the Heavens!

With the end of the pre-war meeting, everyone in Thousand World Tree has entered the stage of combat preparation.

With the coming of the mild sunshine, the three masters including Fiona, Coles and Serenika, and six servants including Shiro Emiya sat in three cars.

And three artificial humans who are proficient in driving technology will serve as drivers to drive for everyone.

"Then Uncle Gold, please help me with the rest of the matter."

Watching them leave was Gold Mujik Yugdomirenia, the only remaining magician in the Mirenia Fortress.

He will take on the task of guarding the fortress, and he is negotiating with various organizations in order to find a way for Yugdomirenia to survive after the war.

Although it was a very miserable defeat, Gold was the best at negotiating for some reason.

"Ah! In short, that, I want to come back alive."

After Siegfried's death, Gold came to his senses, and after Emiya Shirou proposed to negotiate with the Magic Association, he devoted himself to this work.

Gold's greetings seemed sloppy from the exhaustion of work.

The unshaven beard and bangs that hang limply further accentuate the impression that he has "become tired and worn out in the blink of an eye these days."

But for some reason Cowles felt that such Gold was more likable.

"Don't worry, Uncle, we will definitely come back alive!"

Looking at the car gradually disappearing in front of him, Gold weakly lowered his arms.

As an elder, at this time, he could only watch the underage boys struggle for the continuation of the family, which made him deeply loathe his past self.

"Work hard! Gold!"

Sitting in the car, looking at the scene of receding around, Joan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's finally here, this day!"

From Joan's words, Emiya Shirou couldn't tell whether she was expressing the expectation that the long-awaited battle would finally bring, or the emotion that their peaceful life was about to end.

"No need to think about anything, Joan!"

"Whether it's victory or wish, it's all ours!"

Facing Joan of Arc sitting next to him, Emiya Shirou made a serious promise.

"Ah, I know!"

Joan responded with a smile.

"Speaking of which, Shirou asked me to take Shengkubu from me before saying that he wanted to make props. I don't know how it is now?"

Although moved by Emiya Shirou's promise, it was Joan of Arc after all, and she soon turned her attention to the upcoming battle situation.

"Holy skeleton cloth, it was made very successfully!"

As one of Joan's inherent abilities, the saint ability can enable Joan to obtain a special ability at the beginning of the summoning, and the production of holy relics is the ability Joan chooses.

The holy relic cloth is a conceptual weapon with first-class protection functions.

The function is that as long as the wearer is still alive, he can block magic power, hide magic circuits, defend against physical injuries, recoil magic, and increase the effect on magic power.

The holy relic cloth made by Joan of Arc also has a certain resistance to curses and poisons and other filthy things.

Using the mysterious and forging abilities, Emiya Shiro transformed it into a special magic dress.

"That's the magic dress I specially prepared for someone. It's in the trunk of the car now. I'll show it to you after I get off the car!"

"Someone?"

Hearing someone in Emiya Shirou's mouth, Joan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Of course it's Semiramis!"

Emiya Shirou said with a smile: "I made three pieces of this equipment in total, and I will hand them over to Atalanta and the others, so that their strength can be enhanced."

"For me?"

Atalanta, who had been sitting in the passenger seat without speaking, asked curiously.

"That's right, it's just for you guys. We'll give Semiramis a surprise then!"

"Ah, just what I want!"

"For that woman, I have been unhappy with her for a long time!"

Thinking of being played around by Semiramis and Shiro Amakusa before, Atalanta couldn't help showing traces of murderous look in his eyes.

"In that case, I'll leave it to you!"

Soon, the group arrived at their destination, the airport, in the blink of an eye.

As soon as she came here, Joan of Arc found something unusual. After all, when she came to Romania, she got off the plane here.

It's not that there has been any change here, it's just that there are no people left.

Not only the taxis and passengers in front of the airport, but even the guards couldn't see anyone.

"Because it would be troublesome if other people saw it, so of course we reserved it. Within twelve hours from now, we are the only ones who can use this airport."

Regarding Joan's doubts, Fiore responded with a smile.

"You said it was packed!?"

Although Fiore spoke so easily, Joan opened her mouth wide in surprise and was speechless.

She actually covered up the entire international airport, no matter how absurd she is, there should be a limit!

Jeanne thought so in her heart.

In the entire international airport, there are only some men in suits who are not guards at the gate of the airport entrance, standing there like door gods.

After Fiore quickly said something similar to a signal, they immediately nodded and opened the door.

"People-repelling barriers have been set up around the airport, and no one will approach them within a radius of several kilometers."

"Oh, it's really empty and there's no one there."

Astolfo said as if stunned.

But as Astolfo said, in the vast airport, except for his own group, he couldn't see any other figures.

There is no receptionist at the front desk, the conveyor belt used to carry luggage is also stopped, and the electronic bulletin board has also lost its light.

"Although she is my sister, this is really speechless. How much did you spend?"

Probably because of his common sense as an ordinary person, Cowles couldn't help muttering helplessly.

"It's not a big deal. The funds used in this area are only the weight of the five magic dresses I designed. What is more problematic than this is the amount of money to buy the plane."

"Really, I deliberately asked to buy a second-hand old plane because I thought it would be destroyed anyway, but why is it so expensive. Fortunately, there are still assets left by Uncle Danik. It's really great."

"This, after all, is a jetliner."

Cowles looked down helplessly at the view of the airport that he could confirm from the window.

According to Fiore, there are a total of ten second-hand large airliners that have been acquired.

And now Fiore also said that it should be used on the premise of destroying all of them.

This is indeed a sound judgment. If there is only one single aircraft, it will be quickly destroyed due to concentrated attack.

Therefore, it is necessary to increase the probability of survival by investing multiple baits, as long as the cost is not included, this is completely correct.

"Speaking of which, Cowles, are you really going?"

"Ah, I will definitely replace my sister and lead Berserker to fight until the last moment!"

"Colles!"

Different from the original book, Fiore at this time has no intention of giving up her identity as a magician.

Nor is it Black's last master.

As the acting lord of the Thousand Boundary Tree family, she naturally didn't need to go to the battlefield in person.

Even if she is willing, everyone will not be willing.

Therefore, she can only wait quietly on the ground for the return of the others!

"Don't worry, Fiore, whether it's me or Frankenstein, everyone will protect our Master!"

Hearing Emiya Shirou's comfort, Fiore said excitedly, "Thank you everyone!"