A compilation of memorable moments from Chaldea's girlfriends showing affection in various dime

The Hestia family.

Hestia fantasized about what it would be like if her Bell could grow up to be just as strong.

Can you handle it?

"Hehehehe—!" She laughed hysterically, cupping her face in her hands and shaking her head.

Her appearance makes it hard to believe that she is actually a virgin goddess from the heavens.

This is definitely fake.

She dribbles and charges people every day, and Bell Craney's ribs are broken from time to time by the basketball.

Freya's Kinship.

Inside the towering Tower of Babel, Freya stood by a huge floor-to-ceiling window, a glass of red wine in her hand. "These children are so lovely... Ah—! I really want them."

She said she also wanted to experience what the soul of a great hero tasted like.

However, she found Hercules's soul making her uneasy, as if it were a raging inferno that would burn anyone who came near her.

Within the Shadow Realm lies a country enveloped in a pitch-black barrier.

Purple lightning flashed intermittently in the sky.

Inside a palace below.

Scáthach sat on her throne, her right hand supporting her chin, her left hand stroking her crimson magic spear, watching her apprentice fight Hercules.

She frowned. In the image, Cú Chulainn's power was already 60% of what it was in Ireland. How could he not defeat Hercules?

It's normal for Hercules not to be consumed by madness.

She could understand, after all, as far as she knew, Hercules possessed some troublesome Noble Phantasms.

Young Cú Chulainn stood below, trembling, looking at his master's expressionless face.

Beside her, Maeve, with her long pink hair flowing down her shoulders, smiled and occasionally cheered on Cú Chulainn in the scene.

The fierce battle between the adult Cú Chulainn and Heracles had already captured her attention.

She hadn't expected Cú Chulainn to be so powerful.

But Hercules's skin was too thick; even though his spear, which could kill a hundred heads, was knocked away by the magic spear.

The opponent would also use his fists and legs to fiercely strike Cú Chulainn.

With each punch that landed on the crimson magic spear, the floor tiles beneath Cú Chulainn's feet shattered.

The powerful force was transmitted through the gun to Cú Chulainn, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, although Cú Chulainn's magic spear was sharp enough, it could not deliver a fatal blow.

The tip of the demonic spear could only inflict minor injuries on him.

Under Hercules' relentless pressure, he didn't even have a chance to unleash his Noble Phantasm.

The world of Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic.

Sinbad swallowed hard. "This guy is really human...???"

He was stunned. Could this guy be a demon god? His recovery ability... his defense.

If I don't fully transform into a demon god, I really can't defeat Hercules.

Fortunately, his Demon Metal Paint has a form that can target Hercules.

The Atlantic Outer Belt.

Achilles swallowed hard; Cú Chulainn was at a disadvantage fighting Heracles without his chariot.

He watched as Hercules did not parry Cú Chulainn's magic spear at all.

So what if I manage to stab you? A fist the size of a tire will slam into your face and knock you out with one punch.

He calculated that Cú Chulainn's magic spear had left at least a thousand wounds on Hercules' body...

But the other party is completely unharmed, full of energy, and just keeps attacking you.

Achilles looked at the cross spear in his hand and sighed. To fight this kind of enemy, it seemed he would have to wear the divine armor his mother had given him.

However, he was not discouraged, as his fighting style was different from Cú Chulainn's.

Paris's face turned pale, feeling that his rain of arrows had little effect on Hercules.

Is this the physical strength of a great hero who has completed twelve trials?

Jason laughed triumphantly.

"I...I am completely convinced!" Chiyome Mochizuki stared in disbelief at the demonic spear stuck in Hercules' body. He didn't even want to remove it, as if what was stuck in his body was not a weapon but a toothpick.

She was very curious whether her ninjutsu could break through the defenses of the highly venomous snake.

"Mr. Hercules, you are really amazing!" Charlotte Corday's eyes sparkled, and she couldn't help but wish that Fujimaru Ritsuka would become a strong man who was almost three meters tall.

Then I can nestle against this strong, spacious chest.

"As expected of Hercules... exactly the same as when I encountered him in the Third Singularity." Mash couldn't help but recall the scene when she fought Hercules in the Third Singularity.

At that time, Mr. Hector was on the side of the enemy.

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Ryudong Temple.

Sasaki Kojiro held a blue-and-white porcelain teacup in his hand, took a small sip of the greenish-blue matcha in the cup, and said, "Ah—! Life like this isn't bad."

He sat on the steps, gazing at Fuyuki City in the distance.

Suddenly, Sasaki Kojiro's expression changed. Looking at the billowing dust in the distance, he could faintly hear sounds approaching. "No...no way—!?"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah--!!!"

Hercules, with the unconscious Cú Chulainn in his right hand, rushed towards Ryudouji Temple and Sasaki Kojiro.

He seemed to want to see if there were any batteries for sale here.

He rushed toward Ryudong Temple with lightning speed, knocking an unfortunate long-haired man flying as he passed by.

Sasaki Kojiro's body flew towards a nearby century-old willow tree, and with a thud, his body sank into the trunk, leaving a human-shaped crater.

Assassin, exit.

He never dreamed that sitting on the steps drinking tea could lead to his untimely death.

My luck rating isn't A!?

Why?! Why would I encounter such bad luck?!

Hercules looked around Ryudou Temple, observing the terrified monks, and held the note Ilya had given him, exclaiming, "Aaaaaaaaaaaa—!!"

"..." The monk, still shaken, took a deep breath and looked at the contents of the note. He thought it was extortion, but it turned out to be about buying batteries. He suppressed his anger.

He forced a smile and said to Hercules, "My lord, we don't sell batteries here. Batteries are available at the electronics store in Fuyuki City."

BOOM—! ——! !!

Hercules roared, angrily slammed Cú Chulainn down in his hand, turned and charged down the mountain, leaving nothing but desolation in his wake, shattering paving stones and raising clouds of dust behind him.

Medea hid in her room, peeking out from the windowsill with her paint tools in her hand.

The shock she felt finally subsided.

Her room full of exquisite figurines, as well as the clothes she made for Artoria, were almost destroyed.

She is now angry but dare not speak out.

There was nothing she could do; she was no match for Hercules, and her magic tricks were completely ineffective against him.

If it were a sane Hercules, she would have stepped forward and spoken to him.

After all, we were once partners in the same boat.

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Type-Moon UBW timeline.

"..." Medea's face showed a hint of embarrassment.

She never expected that Ah...

The crew members on the Ergo have turned into berserkers.

He almost killed himself at the same time.

"Hey—! These summoned assassins are really useless...!"

She deeply regretted not being able to summon Miyamoto Musashi.

If I had known, I would have gone to the ship to set up the summoning ceremony.

There's still a chance to summon your former comrades from the Argo.

Her own bond with the Argo was the medium.

She still misses the normal Hercules from before.

That noble, sacred hero, that valiant and strong man.

However, she hated that Hercules would go out of his way to satisfy those insatiable human kings.

Shouldn't we just kill all these human kings?

Sasaki Kojiro blushed. "I never imagined I'd exit in this way..."

He realized that his self-cultivation was still insufficient, as he spent his days sitting on the steps drinking tea.

His mindset has shifted to that of a laid-back, leisurely person, devoid of the desire and passion he once had for pursuing the ultimate swordsmanship.

He couldn't help but recall Miyamoto Musashi's selfless slash from the Storm Border, aimed directly at the void, shattering the void and saving the planet.

Thinking of this, Sasaki Kojiro's eyes blazed with renewed passion.

He also wanted to stand on the deck of the Storm Border with Miyamoto Musashi—to pierce the void with his sword.

"Hercules is so strong!?" Rin Tohsaka felt envious, wondering why she hadn't summoned such a powerful Servant.

She looked at Archer standing beside her and couldn't help but shake her head and sigh sadly.

This guy hasn't even recovered his memories... I don't even know his real name.

Expecting him to fight Hercules is out of the question.

As expected, I still have to rely on myself.

Archer sensed it; Rin Tohsaka looked at her own expression, a hint of regret, disappointment, and remorse.

He pondered for a moment and guessed what had happened...

I can't very well tell you that I am your future husband, Shirou Emiya, can I?

He could only pray that Rin Tohsaka wouldn't dream about his story at night.

"Hahahaha—! Hehehehehe—!" Ilya smiled smugly as she sat on Hercules's shoulder, her Berserker the strongest!

Tremble in the Berserker's run!

She could almost see the jealous and envious expression on the face of the Tohsaka family's mother fox.

Thinking of this, Ilya's smile grew even sweeter.

Artoria watched this scene with a solemn expression.

If in the last battle, Hercules ignored him and went to cause trouble for his master.

Emiya Shirou has now died ten times.

As long as the opponent forcibly blocks his sword strike, he will kill Shirou Emiya.

There was really nothing I could do.

Shirou's magical talent is far too weak compared to his current strength.

Type-Moon AP timeline.