Cool Hand Florence

...Those numbers just aren't fair.

But even after all that, they let us keep all our equipment.

Fou!

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Fou.

Not quite, Doctor. Just run an analysis and you'll know...

The magical energy supply from Master is being cut off. And we have no way of escaping this jail...

That's right. You can't really underestimate a Caster from the 19th century, can you?

Well, since I've lived on this continent before, my affinity with this land is not so bad.

Tell the guard if you're willing to cooperate. We'll let you out immediately.

...Tell me, Fujimaru. Why did you refuse?

As the gentleman from Chaldea said, you could have just betrayed us along the way.

At the very least, I'm sure you saw this coming. Yet you chose this foolish path.

Why?

...I see. True, I'm sure he'd be hurt if you'd betrayed him.

In life, he was fed up by all the lawsuits. Despite the way he looks, he's naïve.

He loves his country more than anyone and thinking that is only natural. No, he's obsessed. It's extreme self-righteous patriotism.

But if you understand that, why are you helping him, Helena? Wouldn't he listen to your counsel?

No. My approach can't save this country.

For better or worse, only Mr. Edison can stop the Celtic army.

That's why I'm with him for now. I do have obligations from when we were alive, too.

...However, Fujimaru, what you said makes me happy.

Please don't hate him too much. As the King of Inventions, he really is an amusing person, like a child.

For my sake?

...I can see that. After all, Florence would never agree to those conditions.

You never abandon someone once you've become allies, huh?

As a Master and a human being, that's wonderful.

Though other people may think it's foolish...

...your actions are noble, more so than anybody else.

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Rest easy. Someone will come to your rescue soon.

Until then, just wait here.

We have to do something to get out of here. Please help me.

I-I know, but I think it's impossible to destroy a cell with a gun!

No, I think I've managed to shave off a little bit. Come on, everyone pitch in and dig!

Ah, the bullets are ricocheting inside this cell! Nightingale, that's too reckless!

...Yes, that was reckless.

But on the bright side, the sound of the gunshots let me find you quickly.

A Servant?

Wait, wait, a Servant you say? But I didn't detect anything at all!

If I gave off a Servant response, we'd risk the possibility of that great hero of India finding us.

It's thanks to this Noble Phantasm that I borrowed from that man... Just a moment. I'll get you out of there.

Who on earth are you?

...Good question. I'm sure you can't trust me unless I tell you my name.

That said, my True Name is not to be revealed lightly. Though even if I told you, you wouldn't know who I am.

As such, you should just call me this. "Geronimo"... My name is Geronimo.

Geronimo!

The Apache shaman... You were summoned as a Caster, huh?

Strictly speaking, I'm far from being a shaman. I'm just a warrior.

The Hero of the Apache! ...I see. There's no way he would follow Edison.

Even though they live in the same land... Or, no, that's actually why they're so incompatible.

Strictly speaking, we should also be enemies, but this is no time for that.

There, you're free. Now you should be able to receive magical energy again.

Thank you!

I'd like to escape... But first we need to take down the mechanized infantry guarding the place.

I'm sure Karna will notice us at that point. It'll take everything you have to escape.

...Are you ready?

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Right I'm not used to bullets yet, but I'll do my best!

...All right! They're down! But Karna must have noticed. Follow me, quickly!

Th-This place is bigger than I thought!

In this era, land is the only thing there's plenty of.

Mr. Geronimo. Do you mind if I ask you something?

You don't have to raise your voice, mage. I can hear you. What is it?

In Eastern and Western America, the Celts and Edison have raised armies and are at war. This we understand.

But do you know of any other Servants who we speculate were summoned as countermeasures?

Yes, there are three other... No, two other Servants that fight with me. I'll introduce you after we escape.

It seems there are many more Servants who have been summoned here to America, though.

...But we're short on military strength, so we had to act very carefully.

To be honest, the Celtic army is picking us off one by one.

But if you join us, we'll be able to take decisive action.

Wait a moment. I have one question.

What is it, angel? ...I take that back. I was inappropriate. My apologies.

Go ahead.

If memory serves me correctly, Geronimo, you were once at war with this nation.

...That's right.

If this era is corrected, you will be treated as a warrior who failed.

Is that still all right?

I don't mind.

...Victory or defeat, in the end, it's no more than a point embedded in the flow of time.

Crushing this era would mean that my brothers and I shed all this blood for nothing.

It's simple to pretend something doesn't exist. It's even easier if that something is disadvantageous to yourself.

Even so, being able to acknowledge something is what makes us warriors. Only a sly coyote would pretend something doesn't exist.

Too much irony for my taste.

...I see. Then for now, I can think of you as an ally, yes?

I wouldn't want to try fooling a gaze that could even shoot a sun down. Ah, here's the exit

...As expected. I'm picking up one powerful Servant.

...Outwitting him was too much to ask. But we can't turn back now.

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Right!

So it is you, Geronimo.

I didn't want to meet the great hero of the Mahabharata under these circumstances.

I did not wish to encounter the great man who bravely confronted a nation under these circumstances, either.

However, I must raise my spear now that we're being attacked. Don't worry, I won't let the mechanized infantry interfere.

This will be a battle just between me and all of you. So, prepare to fight.

...Listen, Fujimaru. It seems he doesn't expect this to be a battle to the death.

Normally, the odds would be against us, but now that he isn't going all out, we might still have a chance if we can send him flying.

He's a Lancer. Summon Servants that are advantageous against him and unleash Noble Phantasms before he does. Got it?

It seems you're ready. Then here I come!

Ugh...

S-Somehow we pushed him back! Master, now's the time!

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Right!

Now! Run, run!

This is as far as I go... Edison. It seems that the clock has started ticking.

You have asked me for help, so I'll stay until the end... But what can we do to avoid a catastrophe?