Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"I have never hated you. The reason I didn't give you the throne is..."

"It's because you don't have the qualities to be a king."

That was an answer synonymous with "indifference." It was a simple evaluation of Mordred's abilities, ruthlessly labeling her as someone lacking the qualities of a king.

In that instant, Mordred, enraged, swung her sword, but King Arthur pierced her chest with the holy spear Longinus. No matter how strong the armor, it was meaningless before that spear.

however.

Despite her fatal wounds, Mordred mustered all her strength and finally delivered the decisive blow to King Arthur. Mordred's helmet shattered in two, revealing the face of the young girl that Lion's Robbery recognized so well.

Mordred reached out her hand to King Arthur as blood dripped from her lips.

"Father, sir."

Mordred failed to touch her father and collapsed to the ground. King Arthur, having witnessed this, realized he had won the battle and turned to leave.

Afterwards, King Arthur was taken to the lake by the surviving knight Bedivere, who threw his sword into it. Some say he died, while others say he went to the land of fairies to heal his wounds.

That was the final scene of the Arthurian legend.

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Lion's Roar ignored King Arthur as he walked away, silently watching Mordred lying on the ground and letting out a sigh.

"Damn it, what a disturbing dream."

What a vivid scene it was. The dream was so real that you could even smell the blood. Mordred sat there with an empty look in her eyes, as if her soul had been stolen.

That's right, Mordred is now nothing more than a corpse. It won't be long before she rots and decays, devoured by corpse worms.

King Arthur became a legend, while Mordred was etched into history as a knight despised by that legend.

Since all the soldiers who followed her had been wiped out, naturally no one paid any attention to her. Of course, this was, after all, a battlefield... the corpses of the defeated were utterly meaningless.

Her passion, her poignant desires, vanished without a trace, leaving no trace anywhere. Until the very end, even her father refused to look at her again, and she simply disappeared.

"Oh dear, this time I've really drawn a Servant who's going to cause a lot of trouble."

"There should be a limit to adaptive pairings," Lion's Lament thought. A Servant, after all, is merely a temporary visitor to this world. While spiritual connection is crucial, going too deep is taboo. Because the relationship is only one that ends once the Holy Grail is obtained.

So, this dream was entirely a prank. A child seeking fatherly love is the worst topic for Lion's Head.

While waiting for the dream to end, Lion's Roar sat down beside Mordred's corpse. Then, he simply gazed blankly at the now-destroyed country and its people.

Regardless of the era or the country, the final outcome remains unchanged.

When morning arrived, Shishio, with a displeased expression, immediately addressed "Red" Saber with his first words:

"Seriously, please don't give me weird dreams."

"I don't know what you're talking about. Is it because of me?"

Faced with this unreasonable complaint, even "Red" Saber stared wide-eyed in surprise.

The two awoke not in the catacombs of Phos, but in a room at a small hotel in Sighishwara. To be on the safe side, they hadn't rented the room in their own names, but had subtly occupied someone else's room.

After receiving a call from the Mage's Association, Lion's Robbery temporarily retreated from his original hideout in Torifas to the vicinity of Sighishwara. This city, famous worldwide for its historic buildings, is now in a state of panic due to the sudden appearance of a serial killer—or so it is said.

"Then why did you send us?"

"Because all the magicians who were supposed to be here providing support have been killed."

Under a clear, cloudless autumn sky, the seemingly mismatched duo sat at an outdoor table in a café, enjoying their morning coffee. "Red" Saber turned her face away unhappily, while Shiki silently read the local newspaper.

"All the magicians were killed... huh."

While the Mage's Association's magicians couldn't find any loopholes to infiltrate Torifas, the neighboring city of Sighishwara was a different story. Many Mage's Association magicians were stationed there as backup. Although their combat abilities were inferior to those of the magicians hired as "Red" Masters, they still had many tasks to perform, such as surveillance and dispatching familiars.

They also closely monitored the battle between "Black" Saber and "Red" Lancer outside the city of Torifas, providing extremely valuable intelligence to Lion's Claw.

However, they suddenly lost contact. Since they had a regular reporting obligation to the Mage's Association, it was reasonable to assume that something had happened to them.

“This matter is very likely related to Servants. Therefore, those of us who are free to move around were sent here.”

"Gnawing on souls... But why not in Trifas, but here?"

Maintaining the connection between a Servant and the mortal world requires an immense amount of magical energy. The Master is responsible for providing this energy. If the Master is a second- or third-rate magician, or simply an ordinary person, they probably wouldn't even be able to do this. Therefore, they must replenish their souls by attacking unrelated ordinary people to maintain their existence.

While this is a common practice, depending on the nature of the Heroic Spirit, there are those who object to it. Furthermore, even for a mage, resorting to such methods means being driven to a dead end. It's tantamount to publicly declaring oneself a second-rate or lower mage, an extremely humiliating act, so not many would willingly adopt this approach.

"That's part of the investigation too. Although I don't want to cause a commotion in Torifas, maybe..."

Lion's Roar spread out the newspaper and pointed to a simple map. The killings, which initially began in Bucharest, gradually moved northward. Saber nodded as if he instantly understood after looking at it.

"Are they also devouring souls while heading to Tolifas?"

"That's right. According to Shirou, all the 'Red' Servants have arrived, which means they haven't done anything like consuming souls. As for the 'Black' Servants, apart from the fallen Saber, Lancer, Rider, Archer, and Berserker, who are stationed in the fortress, have all fought against the 'Red' Servants. Judging from the quality of the puppets they've fought, Caster, who is presumed to be a puppeteer, should also be joining them in Triphass."

The only thing that remains unconfirmed is Assassin's whereabouts. Of course, given Assassin's unique ability, "Scent Concealment," the possibility that he too is lurking in the Milenia stronghold cannot be completely ruled out…

In short, this matter must be confirmed. If the serial killer is a Servant, then Saber should fight him. Even if it's someone completely unrelated, since they killed a magician sent by the Association, they are already enemies. Such a potential threat should certainly be eliminated as soon as possible.

"If it were a Servant, that would be great... So, how do I do that?"

"We'll talk about it tonight. In the meantime, I plan to go to the morgue to examine the magicians' bodies."

"Hmm—what about me?"

"Ideally, you'd act with me. But since it's daytime, I won't force you to. It's a bit wasteful, but if I determine that it's a dangerous situation, I'll use a Command Spell to summon you urgently."

Nevertheless, Shiki felt there was no need to use Command Seals. After all, every incident occurred at night; either the attackers were adhering to the minimum principle of "no action during the day," or they had some reason to act at night. In any case, the possibility of being attacked during the day was extremely low. Shiki actually intended to treat this period as free time.

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"Who wants to go to a gloomy place like a morgue? What should I do then..."

Saber seems to have decided to wander the streets. Fortunately, Sigișoara still preserves many centuries-old buildings and is one of Romania's tourist attractions. It shouldn't be so easy to get bored—no, wait a minute.

On the way to the morgue after parting ways with her, Shishigake realized the most crucial point: she was a Servant, someone who lived in ancient times.

"Thinking about it carefully, there's no point in her going to see something like that."

Even if she still bears traces of the Middle Ages, she was originally a person who lived in that era.

According to Lion's prediction, Saber initially wandered the streets hoping to see something rare, only to immediately realize, "Huh, this is almost no different from the era I live in?" She then began to kill time with a disgruntled expression.

"So boring..."

As the sun was about to set, Shishio and Saber met up. Saber, looking disappointed, was sulking as she devoured a large quantity of baked goods she had bought from the trolley shop.

"I think so too."

"I was really looking forward to seeing some skyscrapers, but I didn't see any at all. The buildings that were packed with tourists weren't anything special... Damn it, I was so excited, what a waste."

"I think so too."

"That means I'll have to fight the Servant! So, how's it going on your end?"

“You should be happy, Saber. I have good news for you. I went to check the body, and it was a truly gruesome sight.”

Seeing how happy Lion's Claw was, Saber narrowed her eyes in surprise and asked:

"what's going on?"

"The murder weapon used was likely a sharp knife or a blunt object... or possibly fists and feet. Several of the victims also showed signs of using a handgun and magic tricks. And almost all of them had their hearts ripped out."

"heart?"

"For a Servant, that's like the core of their soul; for a human, it's like the organ that gives them life. Perhaps the other party is using a ritual to devour the heart to gain magical power."

Saber pondered for a moment and muttered to himself:

"Is it eaten raw?"

"You really like asking annoying questions... I'd be even more scared if it were cooked before eating."

Eating it raw can be understood as a ritual, but cooking it makes it a hobby. The latter is more disturbing.

"In short, I'm still more inclined to believe that this was the Servant's doing. If not, I will definitely not let him off the hook."

"Then my opponent will be Master. Because that guy completely violates the magician's principle of secrecy..."

Newspapers had already published lengthy reports proclaiming "Jack the Ripper has been resurrected in Romania!", plunging the entire country into panic. To Lion's Robbery, the magician, who seemed oblivious to this situation, was simply a completely insane idiot.

Even though it was only early night in Sigiswara, tourists and local residents alike had already retreated to the safety of their homes.

"You can just bump into them on the street?"

Lion's Robbery nodded. The victims were initially just thugs and gangsters; it could be inferred that the perpetrators broke into their compound and killed them. However, after that—just after the magicians responsible for rear support were dispatched to Sighishwara—they became the targets.

In other words, Shiki Jie Li is currently the only magician in Sigishvara, so there is a high probability that the other side will target him.

“Saber, just to be on the safe side, you should put on your armor first. After all, the opponent is an Assassin, and if you are ambushed, there might not be enough time to change.”

She nodded in agreement, instantly donning a suit of steel armor over her entire body. Fortunately, due to the incident, they were the only two walking on the night road. Although they might brush past patrolling officers, they could easily conceal it with a subtle hint.

"Okay... let's go."

And so the magician and the servant began to walk forward, as if using themselves as bait, walking right in the middle of the road.

"There's nobody here."

Liu Daolingxia sighed, looking down from the third-floor window at the now lifeless and desolate street. It had been like this for a while now; the street would become unusually quiet at night.

"Mom, isn't it about time we moved to another city?"

Lingxia's Servant—"Black" Assassin—tugged at her sleeve and said.

"That makes sense. Next up is Tolfas?"

Assassin nodded. However, her expression immediately turned gloomy.

"But it's still a bit dangerous there. Because everyone is still alive."

"Everyone?"

"Just like us—Servants."

"Ah, speaking of which, there are others besides Jack. That's actually a bit scary."

Assassin agreed with Lingxia's leisurely tone when she said this:

"Because we are Assassins. While we excel at ambushes, dealing with multiple enemies is impossible. We'll undoubtedly die."

Assassin casually stated this cold, hard fact in a voice as if it were nothing.

"But they should be fighting each other, right?"

"That's right. Magicians and Servants should be divided into red and black groups, fighting each other."

"Well then, why don't we go over there and see how things are? If we have the chance, we can devour them; if we feel it's dangerous, we can escape back."

After hearing Lingxia's suggestion, "Black" Assassin pondered for a moment. Although Lingxia had a contract with the Assassin, she was completely ignorant of magic and therefore unable to replenish the Assassin's magical power. Thus, they could only replenish their magical power by devouring human souls.

Of course, this is a huge disadvantage for a Servant. However, there is also a slight advantage. She exudes no magical aura, so the likelihood of her Master identity being exposed is extremely low. As long as she skillfully utilizes the "Presence Concealment" technique, Rokudou Reika will most likely be mistaken for an ordinary person and ignored.

More importantly, it would be best to confirm as soon as possible exactly how many Servants are still undefeatable by Assassin.

"That's true, let's go then—but, it seems another magician is here."

The two, who were hesitating about whether they should go to Torifas, quickly came to a conclusion.

"Oh dear, is that so? Then let's consider it Sigishwara's last supper?"

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"Okay, let's do it that way. But Mom, you can't come today. It might be more dangerous than usual."

"Understood, then I'll wait here. Be careful too."

"Okay, I'm off then. Um, when I get back, I'd like to have some hamburger patties... is that okay?"

"Of course, I've already bought the ingredients. I'll borrow the kitchen to cook for you in a bit."

Upon hearing this, Assassin smiled happily, then jumped out of the third-floor window. Lingxia smiled and waved as she watched her leave.

So, even though I don't know when she'll be back, I'll still cook that lovely girl a delicious dinner no matter what.

Not only in Romania, but also throughout Europe, there is no other city as unique as Sigișoara. Its uniqueness lies in the word "unchanging." Although it is only a small city with a population of 30,000, tourists visiting the UNESCO World Heritage sites experience a feeling of stepping back in time to the Middle Ages.

Walking up the uneven stone-paved slope, you can see many houses that have remained unchanged since the 16th century, and the square that was once used for witch trials is still preserved in its original state.