The Warrior of Love

"Wow, is he also a hero of ancient Greece?" Vlad III's eyes lit up and he was slightly excited.

After all, he is also a warrior!

After that battle, among the three servants of the Red Side, Mordred seemed to be persuaded by his Master, and finally left the town without attacking his companions. The other two who joined the battlefield later also retreated quickly.

However, they were not unscathed. Jiang Liu threw two short spears, one of which shot down Atalanta's arrow with incredible accuracy, while the other hit the opponent solidly.

Although it was thrown with bare hands without any weapon, the physical attack power was terrifyingly great, as evidenced by the street that was split in the middle like a piece of paper.

——Jiang Liu threw with all his strength, with a domineering force that was powerful enough to threaten Saber Black, which was higher than the B-rank level.

If it is a close combat, then it can be comparable to A-level.

It’s a pity that due to the limitation of his spiritual foundation, he cannot display the armed color domineering in his heyday, otherwise the power would be comparable to that of a treasure.

No, even now, a Noble Phantasm that exceeds the average level has been released.

(Having an A-rank attack power does not mean it is comparable to an A-rank Noble Phantasm. The power of a Noble Phantasm is not the same as the damage of a normal attack.)

The enemy servant who took Jiang Liu's spear was not unharmed. Although the injury was not fatal, he was undoubtedly injured.

But judging from the situation at the time, he was able to take the blow head-on when he was almost unprepared, and ended up only suffering minor injuries... This speaks volumes.

In the Black Camp, only Vlad III and Siegfried were confident that they could withstand the same attack.

Just based on this fight, we can tell that the man is at least a first-rate servant!

"The name is 'Achilles'."

Jiang Liu quietly said the name, and the atmosphere in the room changed immediately. The servants were fine, but the magicians' faces changed.

Perhaps, this hero does have a different weight in their minds.

After all, this is Romania, within the radiation range of Greek mythology. It can even be said that this is half the home ground of Greek servants. The more famous the hero, the more powerful he is.

In terms of strength, Achilles is one of the best demigod heroes in the entire Greek mythology!

In the subspecies Holy Grail War, there are often examples of fighting for the relics of Achilles, because everyone believes that as long as they summon this hero, they will get the final victory!

He is undoubtedly a great hero of the same stature as Siegfried... Under normal circumstances, the magicians of the Thousand Worlds Tree would probably lose their fighting spirit as soon as they heard his name.

But now——

Fiore glanced at Jiang Liu, who had a calm expression, and the uneasiness in her heart immediately dissipated. Others had almost the same reaction.

Yeah, there's nothing to worry about.

Whether it's the greatest huntress in Greece or the fastest man in the world, we have a hero named "Hercules" here.

——That’s all.

Even if they were fighting for the holy relics, if they couldn't get Hercules, they would try to get Achilles.

"Can you win?"

This time, Vlad III asked Jiang Liu.

"The opponent is also one of the best heroes. You have never fought against each other in your life. Do you have confidence?"

"Have."

Jiang Liu's answer was exceptionally brief: "Can win..."

"That's good……"

Vlad III smiled deeply and confidently. "Speaking of which, fate is really a wonderful thing. People who are destined to meet each other always meet unexpectedly... What do you think, Hercules?"

Chapter 413: Even if the sacred

The bright sunshine shines into this ordinary little church through the stained glass. The floating dust adds a layer of haziness to the kind statue of the Virgin Mary in the light.

The pious and gentle chanting floated in the church...

"[The crowd of voices and desires will confuse you][Falsehood and lies are the sin of man]..."

"You're smiling, priest."

An arrogant and charming female voice interrupted the man's prayer, and a beautiful woman wearing a grand and gorgeous black dress and with long pointed ears like an elf appeared in the church.

The long, smooth black hair and the vertical pupils like venomous snakes are enough to charm all men with their delicate facial features, exuding an aura of immorality and sin.

Its existence is like that of a succubus in evil legends, and its appearance in the church itself is a blasphemy.

"You've done something that a believer should never do, but you're still pretending to be a believer here? Humans are such ridiculous and hypocritical creatures."

However, the devout male clergyman did not get angry about this. He just closed the Bible, turned around with a helpless smile on his face.

"Are you in a bad mood, Assassin?"

"It has nothing to do with my mood. I just can't stand your disgusting smile that seems to have everything under control."

The black queen laughed wantonly, "Hasn't the result of the first battle come out? We sent out enough forces, but we got such a result. Why are you still laughing? It's really annoying!"

“I think there’s nothing we can do about it.”

The man sat on the bench, put the book aside, and began to deal with his servant seriously.

"My original plan was just to lure the Black Servant and Saber into a meeting, and collect some information before the battle.

If the Black side launches a large-scale attack, we will send Rider and Archer to fight and cover Saber's retreat from the battlefield.

If Black only sends a single Servant, then we will have a three-to-one advantage and can completely eliminate part of the opponent's combat power before the reinforcements arrive.

If all goes well, Saber will realize after the battle that it is not wise to stay outside the camp and will join forces with us."

"But the development of the matter is completely beyond your expectations, Master."

"Hehe... Saber's actions are indeed unpredictable. It seems that she is not a rational Servant and only acts according to her own likes and dislikes. And then there is... Archer from the black side."

Having said this, the man was silent for a moment, and then he felt a little emotional.

"Let's choose a battlefield far away from the Thousand Worlds Tree City. That town is probably more than 4,000 meters away from their base camp.

However, the power, speed, and accuracy of that "arrow" are all first-rate. I'm afraid no one can escape his sniper attack. After all, even Achilles was injured."

"Ha! When I think of that little brat yelling about revenge and his unwilling look, I can't help but want to laugh!"

The assassin seemed quite pleased: "I think it would be better to let him go, why order him to stay?"

"To be able to cross four thousand meters and reach the Thousand Worlds Tree Fortress under the sniper fire of that Archer, while enduring arrows with power exceeding B-rank - even he couldn't do this.

The war has just begun, and we cannot lose Achilles right at the start, so we have no choice but to ask him to be patient for a while."

The man shook his head after he finished speaking. He was not the Master of Achilles, and it was too presumptuous of him to try to restrain such a free-spirited hero. He didn't know how long he could keep the Red Rider in line.

To be honest, even if news came that Rider was going to break into the Black Camp alone, the clergy would not be surprised.

“Just let Archer discipline him strictly. In front of her, Rider is just a hot-blooded and impulsive boy.”

Unexpectedly, the assassin gave useful advice, which made the man look at her in surprise.

"Why, such a look... I am also eager to win, there is nothing to be surprised about."

"Thank you, Assassin." The man smiled gently. The warm sunlight shone on his pale hair, giving him a sacred feeling of a martyr.

"It's great to have you here."

"Uh..." As if the morning light was too dazzling, the assassin looked away.

"By the way, what are you going to do next? With Archer here, we won't be able to get close to the fortress, so a brute force attack isn't a wise move. However, if you send that man out, you can give it a try."

"That man" - the priest knew who the Black Queen was referring to.

Although it is impossible for most Servants to break through Black Archer's fire blockade, he happens to have a special Servant who is an exception among exceptions.

However, he was too cautious to use his strongest hand in such a head-on confrontation.

"No, give up the reconnaissance of the Thousand World Tree Territory for now. We need to gather the necessary conditions before we can start the war." The man looked at the assassin, "I'll leave it to you when the time comes."

"Hmph, you want to rely on my garden? I don't really like being ordered around, but I'll lend you my power for now."

The assassin played with a lock of his hair and suddenly said, "But we don't do anything before that?"

This is a war between two equals, not a stand-alone game. Even if the Red side does not move, there is no guarantee that the Black side will hold the fortress. On the contrary, the probability that the Thousand World Tree Clan will take the initiative to do something to "return the gift" is quite high.

"How could that be? I just said that we would not enter the territory of the Thousand World Tree anymore. I didn't say that we would temporarily cease fire."

"Oh?"

The man smiled and said, "It will be restarted soon... Our battle will not be held on the Thousand World Tree's territory this time, but on a neutral ground that is fair to both sides."

The Black Queen narrowed her eyes slightly: "You mean?"

“I can feel it…” The man closed his eyes, and the smile on his lips gradually disappeared. “The messenger of God is coming.”

The Black Queen was slightly moved, then fell silent, just observing the man's expression.

"For this Holy Grail War, the existence of the messenger is enough to shake the overall situation. Neither I nor the Black side will let go of this unexpected factor. However, for them, the messenger is worth fighting for, and perhaps they have the idea of ​​winning him over.

But for me...it's an existence that must be eliminated!"

The man was very calm, as if this was a settled matter that could not be changed, and the assassin, who knew the inside story, also looked as if he had expected it.

"That messenger must have been sent by God to punish me." The man smiled self-deprecatingly, "But unfortunately, I have no intention of quitting. I can only let her disappear."

"You should have the same beliefs, right? Is it impossible for you to understand each other?"

"Unfortunately, not at all."

He looked at Assassin calmly, his voice so indifferent that even the Black Queen's heart tightened.

"I have an ideal that must be fulfilled. To achieve this, I will eliminate all obstacles, even if it means killing the Father I believe in with my own hands."

Chapter 414: Bad Cat Under the Spring Sun

The sun is very good today. The golden sunlight shining on the body makes people feel warm and sleepy.

On days like this, only fools and old-timers would stay in a dim magic workshop. Fiore, who is not very energetic but still considers herself a young person, suddenly feels like going outside the castle to relax.

This very common activity is very rare for her with limited mobility, and of course she cannot complete it alone. Normally, she would ask her brother "Colles Fulvige Eugdomrenia" to help her.

The Thousand Worlds Tree is not a magic family in the conventional sense, but is the product of the head of the family, Danik, who continuously helped and absorbed declining magic families throughout his long life, and finally integrated them into a collective.

Danic was born in Northern Europe, and the Thousand World Tree he cultivated, just like the "Yggdrasil (World Tree)" that connects all the worlds in Norse mythology, connects the unhappy and down-and-out magicians.

Therefore, even though the Thousand Worlds Tree is already an extremely powerful force, with more spiritual veins, money, and connections than many ancient nobles, and Danic has even achieved the rank of "crown", some people in the Magic Association still regard it as a "welfare home for defective products" and despise it.

Fiore is also a member of the "declined family", but it is only her family line that has declined; her own talents are obvious to all.

Colles is her biological brother, and even among the Thousand Worlds Trees he is considered a mediocre type, but Fiore will not distance herself from him because of this.

Because all the Thousand Worlds Trees are "compatriots", but only Colles is her "family".

——That being said, it is now the Holy Grail War, and even close relatives have to compete with each other.

If she asked Colles for help, he would definitely not refuse, but Fiore felt that was not a good idea.

Colles cannot win this war. Even from Fiore's perspective, he doesn't stand a chance.

Therefore, Fiore has decided to take the golden cup into her own hands. If Colles does not withdraw, he will also be on the list of those who need to be defeated.

In order to prevent that kind-hearted but heartless brother from being hesitant at that time, it is better to draw a clear line from now on.

——This seems to be the same for her.

So, today, the person who pushed her wheelchair from behind became Jiang Liu.

"Archer, look, there are so many beautiful flowers."

Fiore was enjoying the scenery in the garden in a happy mood. The cool breeze ruffled her long light brown hair, which had a golden texture under the sunlight.

"It's so beautiful... It was definitely the right decision to come out today."

Although it is called a "garden", the fortress of the Thousand Worlds Tree is quite large. There are no clear demarcations outside to mark where the flower beds are and where the grass is. It is closer to real natural scenery, with a beauty that cannot be compared to artificially carved plants.

Jiang Liu also glanced at them casually and said indifferently: "Sorry, I don't know much about plant species. I can hardly recognize these flowers and plants. Although I think they are beautiful, I don't know how to praise them."

"That's a bit rigid, Archer."

Fiore laughed and said, "Flowers don't need praise."

"Ok?"

"Flowers themselves are neither beautiful nor ugly. In fact, all types are the same. 'Beauty' is an attribute given to them by humans, and therefore a large number of words have been created to praise it. However, this is meaningless to flowers and can only make people feel intoxicated and satisfied.