"What happened, Lord Arash?", Cursed Arm Hassan appeared in less than a second.

Arash quickly said, "The West Village is under attack, it's likely the Lion King's strike team."

"Then we must hurry to support them!"

Mash shouted as she ran out.

"Don't rush."

Cursed Arm Hassan said, "If I remember correctly, Hundred-Faced Hassan is the one serving as head of that village. They should be able to hold out for a while."

"That's right, Mash. What we can do is limited, we need to calm down first."

Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had been silent until now, finally pulled herself together.

Mash said, "Sorry, it's just… the moment I think that the ones doing this are the Knights of the Round…"

["Don't worry, Emi-Emiya has already gone over, hasn't he?"]

Roman thought for a moment, then still comforted everyone, ["With his strength, unless he's surrounded by the Round Table Knights, or the Lion King brings down her Judgment, no one could stop him."]

"Then, is there even a need for us to go?", Fujimaru Ritsuka spoke absentmindedly.

Seeing her unable to lift her spirits, Roman sighed and said, ["Of course you still have to go. How does that saying go… better safe than sorry. So Da Vinci will stay to look after Bedivere, while Mash and Fujimaru go together to support."]

Normally, this kind of decision didn't need Roman to say, Fujimaru Ritsuka could have made it herself.

Was it because of Shirou's words that she was hit so hard?

But not just her, Roman himself had taken quite a blow too.

As for Olga Marie, needless to say.

She had completely turned into a little fool, shut herself in.

Weren't they supposed to finally rest one night… damn it, in the end we still have to work overtime?

Roman was on the verge of tears.

"But…"

The long-silent Cursed Arm Hassan spoke, "From here to the West Village, without Lord Emiya's means of flying, we'd need at least two days."

"Wouldn't that be far too late!", Mash exclaimed.

"Not necessarily. How about flying through the sky?", Da Vinci suggested with a smile.

"But, Da Vinci dear, don't you still have to care for Lord Bedivere?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked.

"Flying?", Arash's eyes lit up, "I nearly forgot there's still that method."

["Eh, Arash, you also have a way to fly?"]

Roman looked astonished.

"More or less, should be the same as flying."

Arash looked somewhat excited.

"No way."

Da Vinci pretended to complain, "How come after coming here, I, the all-purpose genius, feel like 'a commoner among the crowd'?"

"Not at all."

Fujimaru Ritsuka comforted, "Da Vinci, you still need to take care of Lord Bedivere… after all, in his current state, he doesn't look like someone we can just leave alone."

"Fine then."

Da Vinci looked like she reluctantly accepted the comfort.

She smiled warmly, "Then everyone, good luck."

Following behind Arash.

Cursed Arm Hassan asked doubtfully, "Lord Arash, this flying you speak of, how exactly do you fly?"

Arash led them beneath a slope, pointing to the ruined house above it, "See that ruined house? Look closely, there's a clay-reinforced base with handles on it."

Even without Arash reminding them, Mash had already noticed. She said, "There really is a base… and if you get closer you can see holes around heel height."

"So, what are we supposed to do?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked left and right, suddenly having a bad feeling.

Arash smiled and said, "Very simple, just go up to that base, grab the handles, and put your feet in the holes."

"Like this?"

Their movements were quick.

Afterward, Fujimaru Ritsuka saw Arash's actions and felt uneasy, "Lord Arash, you're?"

"Don't talk," Arash seriously warned, "Mash, protect your Master well. After all, the speed will be over three hundred kilometers per hour."

"Oh, okay."

Mash agreed, then timidly asked, "Um, Arash Karaman… what exactly is this?"

In truth, she didn't even need to ask. They could clearly see what Arash was doing.

Bow and Arrow Creation A, as long as he had materials, Arash could instantly craft bows and arrows.

His answer was no surprise either. Excited, he said, "This? Of course it's fixing the base onto this big arrow."

After finishing, he smiled, "No problem, the angle is just right, the wind is favorable… we'll fly right to just outside the West Village."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was silent, then said, "Is it too late to regret now? Shouldn't we have let Da Vinci dear take us flying instead?"

"What nonsense are you saying?"

Arash said, "How can you shrink back at a time like this? You carry the duty of saving humanity. If you start by running away, how can that work?"

"The problem is…"

Fujimaru Ritsuka looked ready to cry without tears, "This could kill us, couldn't it?"

"Don't worry," Arash laughed, reassuring, "Tie the base to the arrow, then launch it all at once. The arrow will carry the base twenty kilometers. Simple, right? Nobody will die."

Fujimaru Ritsuka temporarily forgot her sadness, her face blank as she commented, "This guy is already beyond saving."

"Um…", Mash saw Arash already drawing his bow, and said in shock, "Lord Arash, you're serious?"

"How could something like this be fake?"

"But…"

Mash didn't even know how to phrase it, "How could this possibly fly!!!"

"It probably can!"

Roman's helpless voice came, "A Servant's Noble Phantasm is something that completely defies science."

"For that distance, for that great hero… it's probably not even considered warming up."

"No way!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka regretted to death now. If she'd known, she would have flat-out refused to go support.

Anyway, with Emiya there, no matter how you looked at it, nothing could happen.

"Haha, Brother Roman, you really know how to talk!"

Arash said heartily, bowstring already fully drawn, "The landing spot should be at the edge of the West Village. Be careful, all of you!"

Mash's face twisted like she'd just swallowed a monster's eyeball, about to vomit, "This isn't a landing spot anymore! This is a crash… AHHHHH!!"

Before she finished, their vision shifted rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they were flying up into the sky.

"WE'RE DONE FOR!!!"

Fujimaru Ritsuka's terrified, loud voice came through as if from a soundproof room, "Did Arash just use us as his Noble Phantasm, Human Cannonball?"

(That's right, this is Meteor One · Human Version!)

"M-Master!"

Mash's voice was drowned in the rushing air, "Please don't make cold jokes at a time like this!"

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