The golden-haired girl stroked the transformed cat, then, with the purple eye on her forehead, slowly walked out of the alley, a lighthearted song coming from her mouth. "Come on, everyone~ let's all become bad children. Whether you're an adult or a child, you and I will become the same. Sing the song, and welcome the opening of the gate."
Estée Lauder, following not far behind Abigail, had her eyes slightly widened. The expression on her face held a hint of apprehension and fear. Her intuition was telling her that if this continued to develop, only disaster would befall them. There would be no second outcome.
That adorable girl had actually become like this just because of a single Command Spell. Was this a Foreigner?
This couldn't go on. The alarm in her mind was constantly ringing. Although she knew that letting this young lady continue to spread that strange power was definitely a mistake, the current Estée Lauder was unable to stop it. Both she and that Roman Emperor were bound by the constraints of a Command Spell.
The old insect, in order to realize his own long-cherished wish, of course, had to put a leash around the necks of these heroes who seemed to yearn for justice—a leash that would absolutely not let his plan be ruined.
The words of that old insect now seemed to still be in her ears. "Hehe... I don't care what kind of heroes you were in life. Now you are just my familiars. Since you are familiars, then be obedient. As expected, it's better to put a chain around your necks."
Ignoring the angry eyes of the Roman Emperor, the old insect directly raised his own hand. Anyway, his Command Spells were still sufficient. After putting a leash on the necks of these two Heroic Spirits—"without my order, you are not to interfere with the Master's choices and orders"—only then did the old insect completely put his mind at ease. As long as he was still the Master of these three Heroic Spirits, they could forget about escaping from the palm of his hand.
So, although Estée Lauder was worried, after following along, she could only watch helplessly as this adorable little girl, Abigail, gradually influenced the surrounding people with her own aura. Even just a single glance at this little girl was enough to cause one's own spirit to fall into chaos. The worst part was, holding such a strange cat, and being such a cute-looking little girl, how could she not attract people's attention? Those who were affected would even pull their own family members along, quickly finding Abigail, to have their family members be affected just like themselves.
This city was done for.
Such a sentence flashed through Estée Lauder's mind. At the same time, she became even more determined to stop the old insect's plan. Although she didn't know what the old insect's long-cherished wish was, from the situation during this period, her own summoner was definitely not a good person. She had to find a way to tell this news to the Red Faction or the Black Faction, or best of all, tell the Ruler.
Who cares how the Red and Black factions fight? Can't they just take care of this old insect first?
Estée Lauder was definitely a person who did as she said. Since she had no way to save this city, then she would realize her own idea as soon as possible and prevent more people from becoming madmen. As long as her own summoner still needed them, these Heroic Spirits, as combat power, he probably wouldn't take their lives after discovering her actions. At most, he would use another Command Spell to put a shackle on her four limbs.
Estée Lauder actually hated being controlled by others. If she were summoned as a Heroic Spirit, her attitude towards her Master, and the relationship between them, she would also hope it was like friends. But now, in order to save more people, Estée Lauder was already prepared to be restricted by the old insect with a Command Spell into the form of a slave and a puppet. She had resisted constantly in her life to avoid becoming a slave. She had not expected that after becoming her own shadow, she would still have such an experience. But she was already a remnant shadow after death, so it didn't matter. It was more important that the people of the modern era did not become the slaves of an Outer God.
Estée Lauder turned and walked towards another city. At the same time, she had no intention of hiding the magical aura on her body. This way, no matter which side it was, they should be able to sense her magical energy and appear before her. However, what was slightly regrettable was that after the multi-front battle on the first night, neither the Red Faction nor the Black Faction intended to continue fighting during the daytime. Even if a familiar had already discovered Estée Lauder, who was constantly emitting a magical aura, neither side planned to launch a surprise attack during the day. However, they were also prepared to send out Heroic Spirits to fight when night came.
For both the Black and Red factions, this was a very normal thing. And for Estée Lauder, this day was simply an ordeal. As for Jeanne... alright, she was really still rushing on her own two feet. It was expected that she would arrive in Trifas tonight. But the city where the old insect was carrying out his actions was on the edge of this country. After all, the further away from the battlefield, the easier it was to cause trouble, and at the same time, it was not easy to be discovered.
No matter how much Estée Lauder advanced in the direction of Trifas, there was still a certain distance. Estée Lauder, who had not had any harvest for a whole day, was really a bit anxious. And so, she directly summoned one of her five-element mecha on the outskirts of the city.
She had decided! She was going to cause trouble!
The fire-attribute mecha, from the moment it appeared, a fiery-hot magical energy spread outwards, allowing the magi of half the country to feel this power. Estée Lauder refused to believe that after she had made such a huge commotion, she still couldn't attract a single Heroic Spirit!
And so, Jeanne, who had just arrived in Trifas, had just put her newly bought travel suitcase and a few clothes on the bed, when a powerful magical energy was transmitted to her senses. At the same time, a revelation of an impending battle also flashed through her mind. And so, Jeanne, who had not yet had a chance to rest, once again pushed open the window. The modern clothes on her body flashed and turned into armor. With a forceful push of her feet, she jumped outwards. This Saintess disappeared into the vast night.
To say that there wasn't a little bit of helplessness in her heart would be a lie. Jeanne was already prepared. After she returned to the Throne of Heroes this time, she was going to write a bad review. How could they give her Stigmata with the ability of Holy Judgment, and a skill like True Name Discernment, but not give her a skill to quickly teleport to the battlefield? If that wasn't possible, they should at least give them, the Rulers, a mount. You say it's a normal Holy Grail War, and because someone is cheating, they, the Rulers, are summoned. It's one thing not to give such a skill. But when you're summoned as a normal referee, you still don't give this ability. Do you think everyone is Captain Dragonfly, able to just show up at the critical moment?