Super God: If I punch you, you will die

This was the only thing Lin Yan couldn't help them with, and he also felt he shouldn't do it. Because if he did, in the end they would just be following someone else's will, no different from their previous state of no thought.

They should choose their own path based on their own will. Even if their lives are as fragile as mayflies, no, precisely because of this... Lin Yan absolutely does not agree with letting them stop thinking.

Looking up at the sky, the massive fortress almost completely blocked out the moonlight. Lin Yan had no interest in the Holy Grail itself. Because if one wanted to fulfill a wish, one should do so through one's own strength.

But in that place, the Servants are probably engaged in a life-or-death battle. Who will emerge victorious, and what wish will be fulfilled? And what judgment will Joan of Arc…Ruler deliver on their fight?

Will Ruler feel sad or angry about joining the Holy Grail War?

Or perhaps… she has already accepted this as her known fate. In any case, even if it's just an intuitive premonition…

"They're probably going to get a severe lesson."

As he muttered these words to himself, Lin Yan silently exhaled.

This is an unprecedented and unparalleled Noble Phantasm created by "Red" Assassin... "Vain's Aerial Garden." This floating fortress, which forcibly seized the Greater Grail and successfully housed it, is now shrouded in a cold silence.

The boy and girl gazed at each other. The boy, with brown skin and silver hair, wore a gentle smile, yet his eyes held a strange and ominous quality as he looked at the girl.

The girl had snow-white skin and golden hair, her lips tightly pursed... and she looked down at the boy with eyes that shone with a burning, sharp light.

One thing is certain... these two consider each other their mortal enemies. This alone already constitutes an abnormal situation in the Holy Grail War.

Moreover, Ruler is now participating in the Holy Grail War as the Master of the "Red" side.

"What are you thinking, Amakusa Shiro? Do you really want the Holy Grail that badly?"

"Of course, you, who also believe in God, should understand this very well, right?"

"Please don't joke around... The Greater Grail in Fuyuki is not the Grail that believers know, and you should be very clear about that."

As if not allowing the other party to utter a single falsehood, Ruler pressed Shirou for answers. At that moment, accompanied by a soft chuckle, Shirou's Servant... "Red" Assassin Semiramis materialized.

"Ha, if that's the case, then there's no need to guard that Holy Grail so solemnly."

"'Red' Assassin... Is this your scheme?"

Faced with Ruler's blunt question, "Red" Assassin seemed to chuckle with amusement.

"I see. Perhaps I deceived and instigated this innocent Master, pushing him down the path of evil. But unfortunately, I am just a Servant. Of course, a Servant must obey their Master, right?"

"Assassin, how is our Master?"

"Red" Archer Atalanta, clad in emerald green, questioned her. Her gaze was as sharp as a wild beast's, as if she wanted to bite the other's throat.

"It should be the former Master, right?"

"Red" Assassin replied nonchalantly. Archer was about to pounce, but "Red" Rider quickly stopped her. Nevertheless, "Red" Rider's expression was equally filled with chilling hostility.

"Don't worry, of course they're still alive. Didn't I tell you? I've already made them peacefully hand over the power of Master to me. In their half-awake state, they firmly believe that they have already won the Holy Grail War. They're too pitiful, so please don't wake them up."

Upon hearing Shirou's words, Archer and Rider acted almost simultaneously. Archer drew his bow and fired an arrow, while Rider aimed his spear straight for Shirou's throat.

However, both attacks were blocked simultaneously by "Red" Lancer and Assassin. Lancer caught the incoming arrow with one hand, while Assassin blocked the spear tip with her left. Of course, she didn't simply extend her hand; instead, a black, fish-scale-like armor unfolded on her arm.

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Although Rider's gun easily shattered the armor, that was all it could do.

"So it's only natural that the scales of the divine fish were pierced as well. As expected of Achilles, truly the son of the gods."

"Red" Assassin frowned and rubbed his bleeding arm.

"Hmph. If I were to get serious, I would probably pierce through your scales, arms, and even your face."

"Probably. But Rider, what you just did was suicidal. Because I am your current Master."

After hearing Shirou's statement, Rider simply shrugged.

“I never agreed to change my Master. Even if we’ve never actually met, I can’t betray my lord.”

"This is probably just a difference in perspective; you haven't actually betrayed me."

Rider clicked his tongue and then fell silent. Meanwhile, Archer approached Lancer, who had grabbed his arrow, and demanded:

"Lancer, why are you getting in my way? You're not going to admit this guy is Master, are you?!"

“Strictly speaking, he is indeed the Master. However, even I have never agreed to change the Master. But aren’t you being far too hasty? Shouldn’t you have clarified the truth before shooting the arrow?”

Upon hearing this, "Red" Archer reluctantly retreated.

"Thank you, Lancer."

In response to Shirou's thanks, Lancer said without turning his head:

"No need for thanks. This wasn't something I did for you anyway. But with your strength, dodging that arrow would have been a piece of cake. Don't always rely on me."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

Shirou shrugged with a wry smile. Then, he turned back to Ruler and said:

"Next is our request. This Holy Grail War can be said to have already been decided. The 'Black' side has three Servants left besides Assassin."

"It's four riders: Saber, Archer, Rider, Caster..."

Faced with Ruler's criticism, Shirou's expression turned somewhat gloomy.

"Including Saber is unrealistic. In my estimation, he can only fight for a few minutes at most."

"Even so, Saber did exist."

Shirou simply smiled and didn't continue to refute. Because even Ruler herself, who said those words... had an expression full of bitterness.

"Black" Saber... Her real name is Siegfried, and her Master is a homunculus. However, strictly speaking, she is not a complete Servant, but rather manifests in the world through homunculus via "possession," a very rare state.

Its presence in the world lasts only a short 180 seconds. Therefore, Shirou did not focus on Lin Yan... On the contrary, Ruler attached great importance to Lin Yan's existence.

"Well, let's say that's the case. As for 'Black' Assassin... although his whereabouts are still unknown, I think those recent series of bizarre murders were his doing, right? No matter how you look at it, that's not the behavior of a normal Master and Servant. Getting them to unite is probably impossible, so we'll exclude him too. So, in this situation, what would you do, 'Black' Archer?"

"It's not a big deal, is it? Considering the current situation, Ruler can be seen as being on our side, while the 'Red' team's Servants don't seem to be united. In that case, this situation isn't too disadvantageous for us, is it?"

Archer's statement was not mere boasting; it was based on solid reasoning. At least for now, the "Red" faction's Servants were unlikely to launch a simultaneous attack. Their distrust of Master Shirou seemed far stronger than their confrontation with opposing forces.

"I see. So, what do you think of the 'black' Caster?"

"Well, to be honest, I really don't understand why you didn't launch a simultaneous attack to wipe out the 'Black' faction in one fell swoop? As Ruler's ace... her Command Seals are useless against you. Putting aside Archer and Ruler, I would definitely be annihilated quickly if you attacked me. So I was thinking... are you trying to offer us some kind of bargaining chip..."

Ruler and Archer immediately became alert upon hearing his crucial statement.

“Caster…!”

However, the masked "Black" Caster, whose entire body was covered in blue clothing, remained unmoved. He simply faced directly towards Shirou's location.

“Indeed, Gabirule. Personally, I hope you will surrender.”

Shirou casually uttered Caster's true name. However, that was no longer surprising. As a Ruler, despite not having the Command Spell to command all the Servants participating in the Holy Grail War, he still possessed the ability to "see through true names," so he already knew the true names of all the Servants present.

"But if that happens, wouldn't the Holy Grail be unable to activate unless I'm killed? Are there enough Servants who must be annihilated?"

"No problem at all. I understand this Greater Grail better than anyone else. There's absolutely no need to worry. My wish and your wish will definitely be fulfilled without any conflict. Of course, that is, provided that the content of your wish is as I have deduced..."

"I have a condition."

"Please tell me, and I will try my best to accommodate you."

"Treating you as my Master is no problem, but can you leave the matter of my former Master, Roger Freyne Yggdmillennia, to me?"

"what do you mean?"

"That means we shouldn't hurt him."

"I see..." Shirou nodded. "Red," Assassin said with a cheerful smile.

"Oh, what a loyal Servant. Offering himself as a bargaining chip to ensure his master's safety..."

"Caster, you are...?"

"Black" Archer's voice was icy cold, as if it were about to freeze. "Red" Rider knew perfectly well that this was proof that he was enraged.

"Then, please put your hand out."

"I was wearing gloves, which was very impolite of me."

Without hesitation, Caster "Black" extended his right hand. Shirou grasped his hand and began to recite the oath of making the contract.

"Stop right there, Caster...!"

"Black" Archer suddenly fired an arrow to stop him, while "Red" Lancer raised his lance to meet it. He swung his lance and accurately deflected the arrow. The arrow, embedded in the roof, exploded with a deafening roar.

"Red" Lancer stared at "Black" Archer and said:

"In the Holy Grail War, although Masters command Servants through magical energy and Command Seals, we also have the right to choose our Masters. Although I don't know what kind of being his Master is... his choice should still be respected, Great Sage."

"Red" Assassin frowned and complained:

"Don't damage my garden, 'Black' Archer. You're no match for its power; you're just wasting your time."

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"Black" Caster has always faithfully fulfilled his duty... namely, the work of creating golems. But conversely, he has never shown any interest in anything else.

Whether it's the outcome of the war or whether the Holy Grail can be obtained... so, this outcome was perhaps predictable.

“I acknowledge that you are my Master, Lord Amakusa Shiro Tokisada.”

Without hesitation, he abandoned his contract with Roger Frain Yggdmillennia, and thus "Black" Caster became Shirou Kotomine... Amakusa Shiro Tokisada's Servant.

"There's no time to lose, I'll give the order immediately... surround them."

"Understood, my master."

"Black" Caster remained calm and composed, merely flicking the fingers of his right hand slightly.

In an instant, several golems burst through the chapel doors. These were all golems carefully selected and crafted by "Black" Caster. Made of bronze, iron, and clay, these golems were so lifelike and full of dynamism.

Then, with incredible agility, the golems surrounded the two from above, left, right, and behind. With several Servants from the "Red" side concentrated in front of them, the "Black" Archer and Ruler were now essentially caged birds.

"To be honest, although this method is really despicable and not my intention... Ruler, you are a big obstacle. So I must eliminate you and 'Black' Archer here."

Echoing Shirou's cold declaration, "Black" Caster snapped his fingers, and the golems launched a sudden attack.

"..."

"Black" Archer drew his bow and arrow, while Ruler brandished his holy banner to meet the golem in attack. Although neither could gain the upper hand against the golem, the golem, directly controlled by Caster, displayed agility and accuracy comparable to a top-tier Servant.

"Archer, Lancer, Rider. If possible, I hope you can also join the battle... I wonder if you two are not allowed to do so because of the dignity of a Heroic Spirit? Lancer, what do you plan to do?"

“I have no interest in accusing others of despicable behavior. If it must be done here, I will do it. But Father, I'm afraid your wish cannot be fulfilled.”

Although "Red" Lancer raised his spear, his gaze was not directed towards "Black" Archer and Ruler, but rather fixed on the chapel doors that had just been broken by the golem.

Ruler swung his flag toward the golem's throat, simultaneously shifting his stance.

"Archer!"

She called out to "Black" Archer. Archer responded naturally, leaping back quickly. At that moment, "Red" Assassin raised his right hand.

""

Although the incantation was less than a verse long, this was, after all, the interior of the "Garden of Vanity," where all the magic constructed was grand magic. The blades of light were certainly not aimed at Ruler, but rather concentrated on flying towards "Black" Archer.

Just then, a red lightning bolt streaked in.

"what!"

The unexpected ambush caught all the "Red" Servants off guard, except for Lancer. "That one," who burst in like a whirlwind, unleashed crimson lightning and simultaneously swung his greatsword, cleaving two golems in two with a single strike…!

"come yet."

"Red" Lancer swiftly stepped forward and thrust out his spear. However, Saber skillfully deflected the attack with her swordsmanship, simultaneously leaping onto the body of the golem that was reacting to her and thrusting her sword straight down towards the part that represented its skull.

"'Black' Archer, so that arrow was for this...!"

"Red" Assassin's eyes were fixed on the roof that had just been pierced by the arrow. "Black" Archer's arrow shot at "Black" Caster wasn't actually intended to stop them from making the pact. That arrow was fired solely to project a conspicuous sound and magical energy, signaling his location. This was essential for "her" to arrive there as quickly as possible.

"I see."

Shirou immediately understood and greeted the intruder with a slight smile.

The helmet he wore when we first met was long gone. His hair was a vibrant, dazzling blonde, his eyes held a wild, untamed quality, and... a fearless smile.

"So it was you, 'Red' Saber, the one who ended the glorious legend of King Arthur... Mordred, the rebellious knight."

"Hmph! Don't just call my name like that here!"