In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

Seeing this, Cú Chulainn felt a pang of heartache, but still managed a sudden grin.

There's nothing that can be done about it. After all, this Death Thorn Spear is just a mass-produced item by that old woman Scáthach. The material is just the bones of a sea monster, so it's naturally inferior to a divine artifact. It's just that she likes to use it.

Moreover, although there are many damages on the surface, it is not actually broken, and it can be repaired and still be used.

Cú Chulainn then twirled his magic spear, looked at Hercules again, and questioned, "Who are you, you big guy who suddenly barged in? Why did you stop our fight? If it's just to fight us, that's fine, but at least tell us your name. Saber and I just revealed our real names."

"Yes, although your strength is unparalleled, out of courtesy, I would like you to state your real name here."

Lionheart reluctantly retrieved his replica of the Sword of Victory, then picked up the iron sword and spoke in the same manner.

When Hercules stormed into the battlefield, no one could hear his Noble Phantasm chant because both of them were highly focused. However, he and Cú Chulainn, whether it was the Death Thorn Spear or the seven summoned companions, could be said to have revealed their true identities.

Keep in mind that they originally went there with the idea of ​​fighting to the death with the other side.

If we solve one problem, it doesn't matter even if the truth comes out.

However, they were blocked by this giant with his giant axe and sword, which made things very difficult for them.

“Archer, Hercules…”

Faced with their questions, Hercules didn't try to hide anything. Although these two Servants were too caught up in the excitement of their fight to recognize him, their Master would definitely. After all, his lion skin, giant axe, and greatsword were all too famous; a simple search would surely reveal the answer, so there was no need to hide anything.

Things did indeed turn out as Hercules had predicted.

"Could those three Servants' true names be..."

Compared to the three below, the three on the iron frame also recognized the real names of these three Servants.

"The wielder of the Spear of Death, the legendary Son of Light of Ireland, Cú Chulainn. Richard I, the Lionheart, leader of the Third Crusade in history. And..."

Shinji Matou, with his profound knowledge, said with utmost seriousness: "Greek mythology, the strongest hero, Hercules, or rather, Hercules."

"These are all historical and mythical figures; no wonder they were so powerful!"

He expressed his heartfelt admiration.

"You actually know them all, Shinji?"

Shirou was somewhat surprised to hear Matou Shinji call out the true names of all the Servants at once.

"Isn't that obvious? These guys are myths, historical figures. Anyone with a bit of knowledge should know about them."

Shinji Matou retorted speechlessly, "You two are clearly from the mysterious circle, you don't only know historical figures from the Church, do you? Even so, you should at least know Richard the Lionheart, right? He was a representative figure of the Third Crusade, and the strongest hero in Greek and Celtic mythology. You should have heard of them at least. They are all ridiculously strong figures."

"That's quite right, you have good taste."

Hearing Shinji Matou's words, Lo Wei nodded in agreement. "The following three are the most outstanding Servants in human history. One is the famous Child of Light from Ireland, and the other is the leader of the Crusades. If they were to move to their home ground and have the added advantage of fame, each of them would be no less than Hercules, the great Greek hero in front of us."

"Is that so? But why..."

Shirou looked down at the situation below in disbelief, where Hercules was clearly dominating the other two.

"That's because of multiple factors, such as job rank."

Loew shook his head and said, "Servants are ultimately not the true forms of heroes. Due to class restrictions, many of their strengths cannot be fully displayed. Hercules, this time, is the optimal class, Archer. He can not only showcase his strongest martial arts but also lead the other twelve trials. However, Cú Chulainn's Lancer lacks other Noble Phantasms, and Lionheart is also missing many things, such as his army. This is where their current gap lies. Taking Cú Chulainn as an example, his Reverse Sword, castle, chariot, and other weapons are all missing."

"So that's how it is..."

Upon hearing this, the three nodded, indicating that they had grasped the new knowledge.

The three then looked down at the battle below, eager to witness the outcome of this mythical war.

However, Luo Wei simply stood up and shook his head.

"There won't be a fight. With Hercules here, this battle can be declared over. He won't allow any Servant to die."

Luo Wei said calmly, then took a step forward, preparing to jump off and put an end to their battle.

The three of them were somewhat surprised by his behavior.

What are you going to do?

"Is there even a question? Of course, we should declare the event over."

"It's only natural," Lovi said, then looked at Shirou and Kallen again and gave them a serious reminder.

"Quickly call Kirei Kotomine to clean up the mess. Although Hercules absorbed the power of the clash just now, the damage to the Fuyuki Bridge from the spreading shockwave is still undeniable. The bridge will soon fall apart. Let him come and repair it."

"what?"

With that, he jumped down from the height and landed near the three people below.

"This is……"

Sensing Luo Wei's presence, the tense atmosphere among the three eased considerably.

When Hercules saw that it was Rowe, he nodded slightly. He knew that Rowe was a trustworthy person.

"Hey, buddy, you're here too."

Cú Chulainn greeted Lovi with great joy when he saw him.

After all, Luo Wei was someone he only contacted because his master didn't have time to deal with him.

"You, you are...?!"

When Lionheart saw Lovi, his eyes widened and his tone became incredibly excited.

Oh my God!!

Chapter 390 Different Awareness

"Alien attack, terrorist attack, natural gas explosion..."

In the early morning, Lo Wei calmly put down the newspaper on the sofa in Kiritsugu Emiya's house, then turned on the television, which was showing Kirei Kotomine's serious-sounding nonsense.

When questioned by the host, he stuck to his usual explanation, saying that last night's events were caused by a natural gas explosion, even though there were no natural gas pipelines on the Fuyuki Bridge.

However, his expressionless manner infuriated the host, but there was nothing he could do. After all, Kirei Kotomine was a well-known and respected priest in Fuyuki City, and he certainly wouldn't say anything to that guy.

"That's really good. Kirei Kotomine has once again taken care of all the cleanup work for you, without exposing a single detail. Although the Fuyuki City gas company is once again taking the blame."

"I really feel bad for them..."

Upon hearing this, Kiritsugu Emiya nodded, then his trembling fingers slowly reached into his pocket, as if he wanted to light a cigarette. However, what should have been a simple action became exceptionally difficult for him, especially his battle-hardened hand, which could not even hold the cigarette properly and could only watch helplessly as it slowly slipped from his fingertips to the ground.

"..."

"Fine, I'll help you."

Seeing his appearance, Loewe raised his finger and drew a line in the air. Then the cigarette that had fallen to the ground floated back into Kiritsugu Emiya's pocket.

"Thank you... cough cough cough!!"

Kiritsugu Emiya wanted to thank him, but his body involuntarily went limp, and he slumped onto the sofa, his face turning extremely pale. He took out his cigarette again, glanced at it, and then at the bloodstains he had accidentally spilled on it while coughing. A bitter smile appeared on his face.

"Has it reached its limit...?"

The once ruthless and inhuman magician killer, as tough as steel, has now become like this. Having abandoned those despicable attack methods, he is, in the end, nothing more than a third-rate magician.

Moreover, due to the black mud from the Fourth Holy Grail War, his physical condition had been gradually deteriorating for a long time. Not to mention, having lost his goal, he had been living a quiet life for a long time.

Lacking exercise and recovery, and immersing himself in a comfortable life, his condition naturally deteriorated day by day.

"So, because of my naivety, I've become weak?"

Kiritsugu Emiya gripped the cigarette butt tightly, as if silently protesting something.

How can this be accepted?

"I know what you're thinking, but I understand your situation better than you do."

Seeing Kiritsugu Emiya's expression, Lovi sighed and said, "The relic I gave you was a fragment of Hercules' bow. I didn't expect you to actually manage to summon him. Although Hercules is undoubtedly a powerful and incoherent Servant, great power comes with a price."

"Possessing multiple Noble Phantasms will inevitably be accompanied by a severe consumption of magical energy. The stronger the power, the greater the burden on the Master. You, Kiritsugu Emiya, have struggled to cope even when fighting alongside Saber, let alone when cooperating with Hercules. Your body simply cannot support Hercules at full strength."

"Yeah... no matter how you look at it, no matter when you look at it, I'm still that half-baked guy, the one who drags everyone down..."

Kiritsugu Emiya took out a lighter and finally lit his cigarette.

He inhaled the scent of nicotine, trying to ease the burden on his brain, and then let out a soft sigh.

It's always been like this, whether with King Arthur or Hercules. Such a despicable fellow is like a worm that fears the sun; he would be burned whenever he stood alongside these dazzling heroes.

He's simply not suited to partner with heroes.

Rather, stray dogs should just rot quietly.

However, although stray dogs do not deserve pity, they also have their own pride.

If it were truly just him alone, Kiritsugu Emiya might have already given up on life. Perhaps he would have stopped struggling and quietly chosen a suitable day to die, to meet his wife in another world and say goodbye in person.

I am sorry.

However, he now has a reason to live, or rather, a reason why he absolutely cannot die.

He would never die until he saw Ilya return to being a normal child, grow up, and have her own happiness.

He had to keep his promise to his wife and protect the tiny snowflake in his hand.

"You..."

Seeing his expression, Lovi understood Kiritsugu Emiya's determination, so he said nothing more. At the same time, he also understood that Kiritsugu Emiya summoned Hercules not only because of the relic, but also because the two of them were really similar.

Although he had indeed been quite ruthless towards Kiritsugu Emiya in the past, and never made any attempt to hide it, he would not hesitate to offer a small helping hand to someone with a clear conscience.

Thinking this, he raised his hand and reached into a golden light gate in front of him.

"This belongs to... the King of Heroes?"

Upon seeing the familiar portal appear, Kiritsugu Emiya was immediately overcome with a bad memory.

“That’s right, this is Gilgamesh’s Noble Phantasm. He just gave me a portion of its access. Let me see if I can find something that can help you.”

As he spoke, Luo Wei began to search earnestly.

Although he possesses the key to the Sword of Ea, he is ultimately not the true master of the Babylonian Treasury. Therefore, apart from some commonly used Noble Phantasms, he still needs to carefully search for other special Noble Phantasms if he wants to use them.

And so, to Kiritsugu Emiya's astonishment, he pulled out a whole bunch of bottles and jars.

"This is a purification potion, this is a life-restoring potion, and this should be for restoring vitality... I don't know if it will work on your body, since black mud isn't something that can be dealt with by ordinary means."

After searching for a while, Loe quickly placed all the bottles and jars in front of Kiritsugu Emiya and then indicated that he could give them a try.

Looking at the many potions in front of him, Kiritsugu Emiya was so surprised that he even dropped the cigarette from his mouth.

"You seem to have been through a lot over the years..."