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"Father......"

It was full of emotion, and it was truly moving.

"..."

The martial artist remained silent for a moment, then sneered, "To save your own life, you'd even call someone 'father'? What an insult to the name of a Heroic Spirit, Lancer!"

It is common knowledge that other people's children are hard to tame; even Dorgon couldn't resist them.

Cú Chulainn was relatively good; at least he respected his adoptive father.

But facing her biological father was a completely different story. Her fiery temper and arrogant personality disappeared, and she stood tall and proud: "Your attack just now could have shattered my spiritual foundation and killed me, right? Why didn't you do it? Actually, this was all a test for me by my father."

Unfortunately, it seems he disappointed his own father.

No wonder the other party was so angry just now; he didn't make good use of his talent.

After all, he inherited his divine power from his own father.

It's understandable for a father to be angry seeing his son misuse the divine power he inherited.

In fact, in the history of the moon, he was also cursed and gradually lost his divine power before being killed.

Yes, Father was right after all.

"......"

Looking at Cú Chulainn's undisguised admiration, humility, and reverence.

Rosser was speechless.

What the hell are you imagining?

No, where is my big dog? Where is my unruly, wild, and warlike big dog?

What happened to the promised "Lancer, just kill yourself" segment?

Alternatively, the blue rotating spearman would also work.

Ahem, although in a sense the other party was indeed born because of him.

But it's not the true form of a Heroic Spirit; it's just a projection of a realm record belt.

And it's fun to mess with your own people...

"madness...."

The martial artist sneered: "That's just one of my Asura Killing Fists. Over the long years, I've seen far too many things that claim to be immortal."

So he studied a set of martial arts techniques that accumulated imprints, or rather, curses that made him invincible.

"If you hit your opponent seven times, no matter how troublesome the immortal being, you can completely curse them to death. It might even affect their offspring, causing them to have many red-haired children, and bringing misfortune and an extremely bleak old age."

The boxing skills are real, but I didn't use them just now. I'll make up for it for you later, you brat.

"What about your Noble Phantasm? You're Saber, right? Could your Noble Phantasm be...?"

The blue-armored soldier asked respectfully.

The martial artist's aura stiffened slightly.

Depend on.

I should have brought the Savior's Blade.

Yes.

Of the sword-type treasures he possesses, aside from the world-saving divine sword that doesn't quite fit the martial arts style, there's only the prototype of the Reverse Light Sword that he launches with his fist.

Nothing needs to be said.

The blue-clad spearman glanced around, a look of understanding on his face: "I understand completely now."

You beast, what have you come to understand?

Rosser was furious.

This brat ruined our fun.

But it was too late for explanations.

The eyes of everyone around, from Servants to Masters, and from Masters to a bunch of onlookers, all changed.

"It's that person! No wonder, I didn't expect someone as great as you to have time to spare..."

Red A, the female hero, chuckled softly.

In the magic communication channel that had reconnected, Tohsaka Shoko was already going crazy.

"Why, why would such a great master come down? Waaah, I've been preparing for eight years, eight years!"

Although gods are on the same level as heroic spirits.

But not all gods are the same.

These are beings who are at least top-tier gods, or even chief gods; few heroic spirits can compare to them.

(After checking a lot of data online, I basically think that a Lightning-level Servant is roughly on the verge of becoming a god, and that during his lifetime, Lightning was around the level of a high-ranking god. Uh, if that's not right, then let's just consider it a secondary setting, where the Heroic Spirit Lightning is at the level of a top-tier god.)

"It was actually..."

Is Master actually that amazing god?

Even Rider Medusa, who knew Rosser's background, found it somewhat unbelievable.

No, why would a god like you, a god-king far surpassing ordinary deities, participate in the Holy Grail War? To fry fish?

It's completely inexplicable.

...

From the perspective of.

Everyone fell silent.

god?

Or is he a god-king?

Although Celtic mythology is not widely known, it is still one of the three major European mythologies, alongside Greek and Norse mythology.

Luger, the king of gods, is the supreme god in the Celtic pantheon, an omnipotent god with infinite divine power.

Among all pantheons, he is an extremely powerful god.

Why would such a powerful being appear in the Holy Grail War?

"Hiss~, weren't they saying that gods can't be summoned?"

The black cat gasped.

Good grief, would a pro with top-tier gear really be smurfing in the newbie village?

"You said it yourself, it's just average."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! This martial artist is Matou Hakurei of the Matou family. He's human, how could he be a god? Or even a god-king! Lancer has definitely made a mistake."

Those who witnessed Rosser's transformation were dumbfounded.

How did your status suddenly become that of a god?

"What are you talking about? The son mistook his own father for his own? And you're right? Besides, in that situation just now, what part of this old man looks human? He's a human, what do we call him? A monkey?"

"To be honest, it's quite possible. Don't forget what their martial art is called."

"The Six Paths of Rebirth...? Holy crap, is the Awakened One someone he knows who just pulled some strings and came to the mortal world to have some fun?"

Right.

All matched.

The Irish and Welsh, descendants of the Celts, are practically begging for their fathers' attention.

Father, you must stand up for us! The Saxons of England have been bullying us terribly all these years.

If they hadn't been able to reproduce, they would all be extinct by now.

Thinking back on the millennia of suffering caused by the evil Saxons, a group of bearded men cried their hearts out, tears streaming down their faces.

They didn't care whether they could see them or not, since they were hiding in the line of sight.

They poured out their grievances, those from Britain cursing the Saxons, and those from the Commonwealth cursing the Anglo-Saxons...

After cursing, they started making wishes, like money, beautiful women, oh no, I mean career and love – those are basic requirements.

It doesn't matter if there are kids; I wouldn't mind having ten or eight of them.

The main thing is to be in good physical condition, and it would be best if one's abilities could be improved.

Ideally, it should give you some magical talent, like becoming a beginner in one day, an expert in three days, and a god in seven days.

Oh, and physical skills too. Your physical skills are amazing, teach your precious grandchildren!

Before Rosser knew it, he had gained over 60 million more sons, grandsons, and cotton-padded jackets.

Like children who have found their parents to back them up, they immediately straightened their backs.

There were even offline incidents where people went directly to the English and blew them away. What's there to be afraid of? Since their own god-king exists, there must be a heaven too, right? Even after death, they can enter the divine kingdom and enjoy endless bliss. Yay, plan in action.

As a result, the other party didn't dare to fight back.

LOL, I wouldn't dare.

Who knows if this kind of big shot has projections in other parallel worlds? What if he can traverse timelines?

According to current information, the pinnacle of magic, the Second Magician, possesses the ability to freely travel between different parallel world lines.

Seeing that the other man truly dared not retaliate, the Irishman became even more emboldened, beating him mercilessly while marveling, "This is what happens when a child has a doting father..."

That's awesome! No wonder even a Heroic Spirit like Cú Chulainn was so excited to acknowledge him as his father.

Immediately, Britain and the Commonwealth were thrown into chaos.

Britain is alright, but Ireland is just a tiny little place with a tiny population.

But there are fifty to sixty million Irish people in the Commonwealth, making up one-sixth of the America population.

As the news spread, countless people came on pilgrimage, only to return with the refrain: "Eat shit, you idiot!"

Fifty to sixty million people rioted.

They're distributed across various government agencies and social strata; even Trump was dumbfounded.

The people at the scene were stunned.

No, we're really going to do it.

This is just speculation, you guys are being a bit too extreme.

"And to be fair, even if it's a God-King, as a Servant, everyone's Spirit Origin is at the same level, right?"

"So, among the three major factions of Heaven, Earth, and Man, is the Heaven faction necessarily stronger than the Man faction?"

Some people think that since they are all Servants now, their energy levels (Spirit Origin) are all the same, so it's uncertain who is stronger or weaker.

However, now almost everyone is convinced that the person in front of them is the Celtic god-king.

It's estimated that it has a good relationship with the Eastern pantheon, and it even went to be reincarnated into their family.

......

Can't explain it clearly?

Then no need to explain!

The martial artist's face remained indifferent: "Regardless of your thoughts, Lancer, Rider, Archer, I'm about to get a little serious. I'll squeeze the limits of your bodies, unleash your strongest power, and face me with the determination to annihilate me."

Cú Chulainn's expression turned solemn.

Father's test is coming.jpg!

Is this truly a test of my martial arts skills and achievements?

Cú Chulainn was bursting with fighting spirit, filled with an unprecedented fighting will, completely devoid of the frivolity and dissoluteness he had shown in his original fate storyline.

on the building.

Red A shrugged: "Can I not participate?"