Saber grew a little tired of the inexplicable situation and looked at Caster seriously.
"Now that you have given your name, I will also tell you my true name. I am Artoria, son of Uther Pendragon, King of Britain, out of knightly courtesy."
Caster still stared blankly at the girl in front of him, who was puffing out her chest and proudly announcing her name, and then cried out in a lost voice.
"Ahhh————!!!"
Caster screamed desperately and hammered the ground in an unsightly manner.
"How sad and lamentable! Not only have you lost your memory, but you have lost your mind... You... You, God, why are you so cruel to my beautiful woman?"
"What the hell are you talking about? I wasn't—"
"Jeanne, it's understandable that you don't want to admit it. You are more religious than anyone else, and you believe in God more than anyone else. But you were abandoned by God. God did not give you any help or salvation when you were judged to be a witch and put to death. It's not for nothing that you're doing this now."
Saber suddenly felt a disgusting sensation that was completely different from fear. It was as if the hairs all over her body stood on end.
The man in front of her hadn't heard Saber at all. Or rather, he didn't intend to listen from the beginning. As for Saber, he just made a conclusion based on his own fantasies, and he was convinced of it.
Caster, dominated by this thought, did not listen to Saber at all.
"Wake up, Jeanne! Don't be confused anymore. You are the Holy Maiden of Orleans, Jeanne d'Arc, the Savior of France!"
"Okay, okay, you can stop in moderation!"
Saber, who couldn't take it anymore, scolded Caster with a look of disgust as he knelt on the ground.
"I am Saber and you are Caster! We are both Servants fighting for the Holy Grail!"
"... Saber, it is useless to talk to this man."
Irisviel said to her from behind the back of the King of Knights.
Artoria, who is Saber, traveled through time and space to the present as a Heroic Spirit, so of course, she does not know what happened in history after her time. Therefore, it is natural that she would not know the crazy legend of the Marshal Gilles de Rais, who is known as "Bluebeard."
Although Gilles de Rais ascended to the position of Marshal as a hero of France's salvation, on the other side of his glory, he indulged in black magic and lust, and even tortured hundreds of teenagers.
Known as a monster...
Gilles' final tragic fate had a lot to do with the death of Jeanne d'Arc, the heroine he fought alongside. Therefore, his dedication to Jeanne was brought to the current Holy Grail War. It is unknown how much resemblance Saber Artoria bears to Jeanne d'Arc, but the two must be very similar.
Regardless, Caster was convinced that Saber was the one he was missing, and he didn't allow for any doubt.
"Jeanne, please stop calling yourself Saber and stop calling me Caster. We will soon no longer be bound by the shackles of the so-called Servant system. The Holy Grail War is about to end!"
"That's just your wishful thinking!"
"No, it's not!"
Caster said somewhat frantically, and then opened "Prelati's Spellbook" in his hand!
"Jeanne, I'm sorry that the guest of honor tonight wasn't you, but I would be glad if you were to be there!"
Caster laughed.
Beneath his feet, the dark waters began to stir.
The countless monsters gathered at the summoner's feet shot out tentacles in unison, engulfing Caster, who was standing on their heads in his cloak.
At first glance, it seemed that this was a rebellious demon attacking Caster, but Caster, who was covered in tentacles, raised his voice and laughed wildly.
The arrogant laughter bordered on screaming.
"Now I will once again raise the banner of the Savior! The outcasts will gather around me! The despised will gather around me! I will rule over you! I will lead you! The resentment of the bullied will soon be conveyed to God! O Lord of Heaven! I will wash away my sins and praise you!"
The foaming surface of the water swelled and pushed Caster up as he was engulfed in tentacles.
The number of monsters that used to be his foothold had increased dramatically. Estimated from the depth of the river bottom, the number was unimaginably terrifying.
"Caster... Absorbed?!"
Saber felt a shudder all over her body. In her eyes, the number of monsters gathered around the summoner's body continued to increase.
The summoning ability of "Prelati's Spellbook" is truly endless. Countless tentacles tangled and fused together to form a single mass of flesh.
The pieces of meat were covered in disgusting mucus and glowed, but not only that—the mass continued to swell.
Caster's form was completely invisible, only his voice still echoing haughtily.
"O arrogant God! O cold God! We will pull you down from the throne of God! God's beloved lambs! Those who have bodies like God will be humiliated and torn apart by us! The ridicule of our rebels will knock at the door of heaven with the sorrow of the Son of God!"
The filthy pieces of flesh gradually expanded and took shape.
Or it can be said that this image is the essence of the otherworldly monster. The monsters that Caster had driven so far were all fragments of this, mere foot soldiers.
"That is..."
The alien shadow towering in the darkness possessed an image that was hateful and carried a great sense of oppression. Saber couldn't help but sigh.
Even the overlords of the deep sea, the whale and the giant squid, do not have such a huge body.
This nightmarish figure that reigns over all the seas of the world is an aquatic giant beast worthy of the title "Gigas Horror."
Fortunately, there was no one on the embankment where she and Irisviel stood, but the lights were on in the houses on the other side of the river. Even though it was late at night, a loud commotion could be heard.
Such a strange thing happening in front of everyone's eyes will certainly cause a panic.