Rachel engaged in a fierce battle where one of the most disastrous events in England’s history had occurred, the Hampton Palace. She marched forward and knocked out her enemies with the back of Galatine’s blade.

She resolved to stop the magic circle at all costs and her party members felt the same.

“Keuk!”

However, the enemy had no intentions of fighting and only stalled for time. Lancaster already finished his preparations to destroy England. She knew very well that not only her, but the real England would also be destroyed if Lancaster activated this gigantic magic circle.

“This looks tough,” Marcus said while smiling with his forehead drenched in sweat.

“We managed to stop the magic circle thanks to the bombs, but… Argh!” He couldn’t finish as an energy blast from an enemy flung him back.

Rachel didn’t have the time to check on him as the same attack struck her too.

Clang!

However, she summoned her spirit just in time and parried the energy blast with Galatine. She pushed back the enemies in front by combining her fire and wind spirit. However, they were still far too outnumbered and severely disadvantaged.

It was ten against a battalion that numbered in the thousands if one counted the undead and monsters as well.

“Rachel,” Sehat called her. “That man called Chiffelin is standing at the core of the magic circle. Can you see it?”

Sehat had been racking his brains the entire time to find a way to destroy the magic circle.

Rachel nodded at his words. As he said, Chiffelin undoubtedly stood at the magic circle’s core judging by the fact that all the mana gathered there.

“We’ll attract his attention, so you should focus on destroying it,” Sehat said.

“SAYS WHO?!” someone suddenly shouted.

A hail of bullets rained on them.

Rachel blocked them with...