Hollow/FGO Chapter 28 (Patreon)

Gilles or otherwise in this child-murdering form of Bluebeard was truly utterly insane. But he couldn't be called stupid by any means. So seeing us bearing down upon him and Jalter still bound in the twisted flesh ropes of what remained of Vlad the Impaler, he didn't waste any time in being swallowed by utterly rancid smelling ocean water smelling of rotting fish that somehow fucking teleported him away.

"He got away!" Olga yelled out summing up the situation perfectly and I couldn't sense Gilles and Jalter at all with my soul sensing so I cursed realizing they must have just teleported all the way back to Paris where Jalter's main army of wyvrens and undead were based off in.

I took a breath and then said strongly. "We wiped out one group of Servant's but I don't like the thought of that madman using his grail to summon more Servant's as you never know when a servant like the Light of Ireland could be summoned who could kill or cripple us with Gae Bolg."

I continued as I looked between Ritsuka and Olga's hologram form. "We should press on even through the wyrvrens and undead. In order to get to them and deal with them before they can summon more reinforcement's."

Artoria nodded to my words with her chipping in. "We have no idea the control the man has over the grail... For all we know, besides just dragon and blood-sucking servants he could summon a round of just Archers who could whittle us down from afar." She said with clear warning at such a thing used to us.

To say nothing of the danger of a half dozen Assassins jumping Ritsuka before we could deal with them.

After a long moment Ritsuka put in her own thoughts. "I agree I guess. That weirdo with the bugging out eyes gives me the major hibby jibbies honestly... I don't want to know what he will bring about should we allow him to stew in his clear insanity."

So with everyone basically in concert Olga threw her own agreement in with only a small tidbit that I realized was very true. "Hmm, I agree in using your overwhelming current strength to go after the mad mage. But what I am wondering is where the natural servants besides our Jeanne who should be fighting for the Human Order?"

And as though in answer to Olga's words, a smaller hologram of Romani came up with him speaking quickly and cutting off any further words from Olga. "Two more Servant signatures are closing in super quickly, be ready for contact!"

His words were prophetic as Tiamat and I visibly perked up as our senses picked up the rush of a powerful magical construct rushing towards us and I mentally groaned as a feminine voice hit our ears. "Rejoice! I have come to save you... All?"

A beautiful young woman wearing very french looking clothing rode in quickly atop a horse seemingly made out of ethereal crystal that I recognized as her noble phantasm 'Guillotine Breaker' And as she rode in, I saw her 'friend' Wolfgang Amadeus or more commonly known as Mozart running behind her with clear exhaustion on his face despite being a Servant!

"Uhmmm who are you?" Ritsuka asked the question we were all wondering.

Ritsuka flat question made the woman stagger with her hand going up to her modest chest as she spoke out in shock. "Oh no! My true name is Marie Antoinette and I have come to save you... Wellllll I tried to come save you all." She finished looking somewhat sheepishly.

I felt Tiamat poke our connection as her gentle words hit my mind. "She has breeding potential." My face twitched hearing that and unbidden my mind went to Marie's far more busty and more mature form in her Avenger class form.

Giving mama Tiamat a look to behave, I cut through the weird conversation of Marie simping over Jeanne and spoke out. "Marie it is perfect that you are here honestly," I spoke up giving credit where it was due as I continued. "With you giving Ritsuka a ride, we can make great time to Paris where the false Jeanne is and we can deal with Bluebeard there."

Ritsuka was in great shape... But she couldn't handle being carried at high speeds for long without her getting sick and if we wanted to cross a good hundred miles plus across France within a day, we needed her on a Rider's Noble Phantasm which didn't have to worry about minor things like G-Forces, Wind Pressure, and other boring mundane issues.

Marie looked around and she refocused on her musical friend as she spoke up. "Thats fine especially if my homie Gudako is giving me mana. But Amadeus won't be able to follow that quickly?"

Everyone cringed... When Marie said the word 'homie' But we swallowed down the disgust of the Servant trying to fit in with the latest generation as Artoria spoke seriously. "We have an opportunity to strike directly at the base of the enemy with your help carrying our fragile Master. He can be carried by Blake without suffering from any ill effects with his Servant durability."

At that Mozart sighed and looked at me with him saying with some reluctance. "I am willing to be carried so long as he doesn't make me drop my instrument... If he makes me drop it I may attempt to kill him to be honest." He admittedly and I felt Tiamat's relaxed form go stiff before a shrill call of her unfiltered voice smashed into Mozart sending him skidding backwards as her 'Ahh' refute of daring to harm me was quickly understood by all.

I coughed and broke the tension as Mozart dusted himself off from being yeeted partly through a building. "Yeahhhh I will be running through the air so I will just be holding him by the back of his robe."

And with that final discussion finished. Everyone got themselves ready as Romani sent a digital map for Marie to follow so we could get to Paris as soon as possible and instead of myself carrying Mozart, Tiamat had her primordial Mud devour the remains of some butchered cattle and horses to make a Lahmu or Mesopotamian black colored monster with insect-like wings that would carry the musician.

Tiamat herself looked at Mozart with a glare as she flew beside me while I carried Artoria on my back and Jeanne in my arms in a princess carry as Mash and Ritsuka were riding on the back of Marie's horse.

'We need to get Da-Vinci to make some way to carry people at high speeds... Hell just have her make some kind of padded coffin I could carry Mash and Ritsuka in would be perfect.' I thought as I did my best to ignore the squirming and blushing saintess in my arms whose large breasts were pushed against my chest as we flew at high speeds towards Paris.