Chapter 292: Warm-up Exercise Ends

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Warm-up Exercise Ends

Her golden eyes, which had been calm and rippleless, suddenly lit up with a sharp glint the moment Assassin moved.

She didn’t summon the Flame Lance (restricted); instead, she gripped the seemingly ordinary Metal Bat in her hand.

The first Assassin’s dagger reached her neck, another’s short sword lunged for her heart from behind, and a third’s Kusarigama wrapped toward her ankles... Stelle’s body sidestepped, the dagger grazing her neck and taking a few strands of hair with it.

Meanwhile, the bat in her hand seemed to come alive. First, she knocked it downward, precisely striking the chain of the Kusarigama to swing it away, then used the momentum to parry upward—*Clang!*—deflecting the short sword aimed at her heart!

The movements were smooth and natural, like instincts honed through a thousand trials.

She didn’t stop, her footsteps as agile as a swimming fish, weaving through the flashes of blades and swords.

Bang! An Assassin tried to sneak attack from behind, but Stelle, as if having eyes in the back of her head, countered with an elbow strike to his abdomen, sending him reeling with a muffled groan.

Swish! Another Assassin threw a barrage of hidden weapons. Stelle swung her bat, turning it into a blur of light and shadow, clattering away all the projectiles.

Swoosh! A third Assassin crept into the shadows beneath her feet and lunged upward with a dagger, but Stelle had already leapt up. Her bat came crashing down with heavy momentum onto his shoulder, the sound of bone shattering clearly audible!

Her actions were without a hint of waste—efficient, concise, and lethal.

Despite being outnumbered and armed only with a bat, she forcefully carved out a safe zone amidst the Assassins’ siege. One by one, the Assassin clones were repelled by her, with some even being directly smashed into black mist and vanishing!

Inside the room, Tohsaka Tokiomi, watching through magical scrying, was left dumbfounded.

(That grey-haired girl... is the master?)

(This kind of skill... this combat instinct... it’s practically comparable to a Servant!)

(Is she really human?! Shouldn’t a normal master provide mana support and tactical guidance from the rear?! Who charges in themselves to go toe-to-toe with an Assassin using a bat?!)

In Kirei Kotomine’s hollow eyes, Stelle’s fighting figure seemed to be reflected. That emotionless yet extremely efficient way of fighting caused a ripple in a corner of his numb heart that even he couldn’t understand.

Phantylia still sat elegantly on the sofa, fanning herself, watching the live broadcast with great interest.

She naturally recognized Ms. Herta—Genius Society #83, Stellaron Hunter of Intellect, master of the Herta Space Station.

Such obvious characteristics were known to almost everyone in the Honkai: Star Rail Universe.

Seeing Ms. Herta appear here as well, and seemingly limited in power just like herself, the bit of doubt and unease Phantylia felt from the mysterious transmigration actually dissipated quite a bit.

(Even Ms. Herta was "invited"... it seems the scale of this place isn’t small.)

(That’s fine. With this Stellaron Hunter of Intellect here to draw fire, I can observe more leisurely.)

(However, her master... is somewhat interesting. Those skills don’t look like those of an ordinary human.)

Phantylia had a clear understanding of Ms. Herta’s strength.

Even if sealed, she was definitely an existence that all the local Heroic Spirits present would need to look up to.

For herself, though also an Envoy, Phantylia’s main focus had never been frontal combat, but rather deceiving hearts, manipulating emotions, and toying with souls.

Her ability to survive and hide was among the best even among Envoys.

In the courtyard, Stelle was like an untiring combat machine, firmly pinning down the remaining Assassin clones.

Gilgamesh hovered in the air, looking down with a grim expression. He didn’t join the fray immediately, seemingly waiting for something, or perhaps evaluating Ms. Herta’s depth.

Ms. Herta, on the other hand, had already completed her analysis.

(One energy reaction similar to a Servant but with a mixed essence (Phantylia), one pure Servant reaction (Gilgamesh), and seven weak hidden reactions scattered throughout the mansion (other Assassin clones).)

(That anomalous existence... as expected, it’s that woman with the Foxian appearance. Although disguised, that aura of the Path of Destruction and a status similar to mine... there’s no mistake, she’s one of the Lord Ravagers.)

(Which one specifically? ’Zephyro’? No, the aura isn’t right. ’Celenova’? Doesn’t seem like it either. It feels a bit like... Phantylia?)

(Interesting. Even a Lord Ravager was dragged here. Quite a grand gesture.)

(But it looks like she’s also restricted. This works out perfectly.)

In Ms. Herta’s violet-black eyes, the light of inquiry grew stronger and stronger.

A lone Lord Ravager with restricted power—this was a once-in-a-lifetime "research specimen"!

Compared to playing house with these local Heroic Spirits, researching an "otherworldly colleague" of the same level was clearly more valuable.

She glanced at Stelle, who was still entangled with (one-sidedly beating) the Assassins, then at Gilgamesh, who was watching like a hawk from the sky.

Efficiency above all; she would lay her cards on the table.

Ms. Herta sighed softly, as if finding it a nuisance.

She raised her arm and snapped her fingers crisply.

Snap.

In an instant, with her and Stelle as the center, hundreds of diamond-shaped light mirrors of varying sizes, their edges flowing with complex purple runes, emerged silently in the sky, around them, and even beneath the ground!

These light mirrors instantly and completely sealed off the outer area of the Tohsaka Residence!

At the heart of each light mirror, deep purple energy began to condense, firmly locking onto Gilgamesh in the sky, the remaining Assassin clones around them, and... a certain presence inside the main house.

"Alright, the warm-up exercise for the bystanders should be over."

Ms. Herta’s voice rang out calmly, exceptionally clear in the silent courtyard. "Now, let’s talk business—you there, the one hiding inside the house."

Gilgamesh’s face darkened completely.

In the night sky behind him, dense and even more magnificent golden ripples lit up again, as if ignited!

Thousands of golden ripples were like an inverted sea of gold. The tips of countless Noble Phantasms poked out, shining with various lights, confronting Ms. Herta’s purple magic mirror array from across the air!

The golden "Gate of Babylon" and the purple "Mirrors of Erudition" formed a visually striking image under the night sky of Fuyuki City.

The air froze.

Inside the house, Tohsaka Tokiomi’s heart almost stopped beating. He realized that things had completely exceeded his control, and might even exceed the scope of the Holy Grail War itself.

Kirei Kotomine remained silent, but the trembling of his fingertips seemed a little more obvious.

Phantylia stopped fanning herself. A hint of surprise flashed in her fox-like eyes, which then turned into deeper interest.

She gently closed her folding fan, rested the ribs of the fan against her chin, and slightly parted her red lips. Her voice wasn’t loud, but it reached the courtyard outside clearly:

"Oh my... I really didn’t expect to meet the famous Ms. Herta here in such a way."

Her voice was still delicate, but it lost some of its disguised Japanese-style gentleness and gained a hint of lazy and dangerous unique charm.

"But staring at someone with so many ’eyes’ the moment we meet... Ms. Herta, that’s not a lady’s way of treating a guest, you know?"

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