Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"what!"

Because it was so unexpected, Kaures was immediately drawn into the chaotic vortex. "Black" Archer, the sage Chiron... actually had doubts about his master's abilities?

"Wait, wait a minute. Just a moment, Archer. What were you doing just now...?"

A panicked Koles immediately looked at Fiore's tightly closed door. To calm him down, "Black" Archer said:

“You don’t need to worry, Master is asleep. But if you’re still concerned, let’s go somewhere else.”

"Um, I'm really tired right now."

Koles also had his own troubles. First, his Servant was eliminated, and then he was caught up in a fierce attack from the "Red" Berserker. Today was really tough for him.

However, Archer smiled and said:

"Based on my observation, Lord Koles seems to still be in good spirits. I just wish to speak with you for a few minutes; may I trouble you?"

In this situation, asking is essentially coercion. Kaures scratched his head and sighed. In fact, Archer's observation was absolutely correct. Kaures did indeed still have some strength remaining.

“Damn it, I got it. Let’s go, Archer. Anyway, we should be able to talk calmly at the lookout tower, since it’s already dawn.”

Despite being so tired, Koles complained as he walked with Archer, his steps showing no sign of fatigue.

The books piled up haphazardly were all research materials. While frantically writing, he never left his study, continuing his work. The most convenient thing about becoming a Heroic Spirit is not needing to eat or relieve oneself… This was already common knowledge among writers.

Occasionally, someone might have the good fortune to be summoned into reality like this. But it's probably rare for a writer to encounter such an interesting situation.

He paused his writing and stood up. Master Shirou should be almost finished speaking by now. Although there was a possibility that the Servants might rebel because they opposed his ideas... that was probably unlikely.

As expected, as soon as I stepped out of the garden, I saw three Servants standing there nonchalantly, simply admiring the scenery.

"Hey everyone!"

"Red Caster..." Shakespeare called out in a spirited voice. Rider and Archer responded with furrowed brows, while Lancer nodded slightly without changing his expression.

"I said, do you already know?"

Rider asked in a frustrated voice. Caster spread his arms wide dramatically and declared loudly:

“‘Our dreams always weave the same things, that ephemeral life begins in sleep and ends in sleep,’ so of course I know that.”

"Has that guy gone mad?"

"That's hard to say. Whether he's normal or insane is just a minor issue, isn't it? Our Master... Amakusa Shiro Tokisada, reached that conclusion only after overcoming countless hardships and despair. In that case, I can only overcome all difficulties to help him realize his ideal."

"Caster, although I know you're not mentally sound, I still have to ask you one question: why are you assisting Shiro?"

In response to Archer's question, Caster immediately launched into a tirade:

"That's because it's so interesting! After all, this is salvation for humanity, not saving some insignificant individual. Salvation for all of humanity, for the six billion people living in this world. And he's not an ordinary saint, completely different from those who do good deeds and try to gain salvation through prayer alone! He fought, and then he was defeated... and in the end, he was tragically stripped of everything! Yes, he should be very resentful! Resentful of the ruler who killed thirty-seven thousand people! And those who stood by and did nothing! But he doesn't resent them! Not only that, but they themselves have become the recipients of salvation! This is what it means to save all of humanity. And he understands this very well! What a tragedy this kind of torment, this kind of frustration! That's why... he's really interesting. In that case, it's only natural to banish those boring Masters. Because I'm not someone who serves Masters, but someone who serves the story."

"Red" Caster Shakespeare's words were undoubtedly heartfelt. In other words, he would abandon his Master simply because he found him boring, and would also remain loyal to his Master simply because he found him interesting.

It's easy to condemn him for his unforgivable actions. But when it comes to betraying their Master, both Archer and Rider are the same.

Moreover, he is an extremely heretical existence among Heroic Spirits… A writer is a “monster” who gains his own faith by narrating imaginary stories. Compared to heroes who become famous solely through courage and strength, he is a completely different being. He is weak, almost lacking the power of a Caster. Any Master with even a little combat experience probably possesses greater power than him.

Despite this, he still strives to uphold his beliefs. He lacks neither noble bearing nor imposing mannerisms. If one had to describe it, it borders on obsessive stubbornness. While this isn't meant to be praise... it's undeniably admirable to reach this level.

"In short, this way, our 'Red' side has reunited its intentions. Although Berserker was defeated and killed, the amount of activity he achieved is enough. The problem lies with Saber..."

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"Red" Saber... a Servant who suddenly burst in and saved Ruler and the others from danger, then simply vanished. It was only through Shirou's privilege as Ruler that her true name was finally revealed.

Mordred, the Knight of the Round Table, the rebellious hero who brought the Arthurian legend to a close.

"She'll probably side with the 'black' side. The 'black' Assassin hasn't shown up yet, so let's ignore him for now... The other side has Ruler, the 'black' Archer, the 'black' Rider, and the 'black' and 'red' Saber. It's five against five."

"Archer, did you include me in your calculations?"

"It wasn't included. Do you want me to include it?"

"No, no, on the contrary, I should say it's fortunate that you didn't include me. After all, as a Servant, I'm really too weak!"

Seeing Caster puff out his chest, Archer muttered, "What's so great about that?" and sighed helplessly. Seeing this, Lancer, who had been silent until now, spoke up:

“What is something to be proud of varies from person to person. For that Caster, perhaps his pride lies in not possessing weapons or wielding power. In other words, all of that can be replaced by his silver tongue and his swift pen.”

"I never expected to have my psychology analyzed like this by the great hero Karna. It is truly an honor."

Caster bowed deeply, albeit with an exaggerated gesture. However, his cheerful smile completely ruined this gentlemanly courtesy.

After climbing the ladder, the two arrived at the watchtower of the Mirenia fortress. It was surrounded by stone walls, and crenellations for shooting arrows were visible everywhere.

In a typical siege, this spot would be perfect for decimating the enemy forces densely packed around the city gates. Unfortunately, the opponents are all Servants… and all renowned heroes from history and mythology.

Even so, no one expected that the "red" Berserker would be "terrible" to be that bad.

Koles stared at "Black" Archer with a slightly hostile gaze. A vortex of doubt was now swirling in the boy's mind. The great sage Chiron, revered by everyone and every Servant in this stronghold… yet he had questioned Fiore's abilities as Darnic's successor.

Is he suitable to serve as the leader of the Yggdmirena clan?

"Is that even a question?" Koles thought. Besides her, was there any other suitable candidate? He suppressed the urge to object and asked calmly:

"So, Archer, what do you think happened to my sister?"

"It seems you've misunderstood. I've always absolutely acknowledged Lady Fiore's status as a Master. Even if she ordered me to die, I would gladly obey her commands."

Archer said with a wry smile. It seemed that despite trying to remain calm, he couldn't hide his inner hostility.

In any case, hearing Archer acknowledge his sister's status as Master finally eased his tense nerves a little.

"So, what did you mean by that just now? As far as I know, the only person with the ability to inherit Uncle Danic's legacy is my sister."

It was indeed somewhat unexpected, but besides Fiore, Gold was the only promising candidate. While Serenekay and Roger were on the shortlist, their magic wasn't widely known, so they remained only candidates. However, there's no point in dwelling on that now, as both of them are dead.

As for Koles, there's no need to consider her at all. Even disregarding the fact that Fiore is the older sister, her strength and taste are impeccable. At least even without Danic's support, Yggdrasilena won't collapse.

"Indeed, they are perfect in terms of strength. But what about their spirit?"

"You mean my sister might hate being a magician? That's impossible. Although I haven't heard her say it to my face, she doesn't seem to have any aversion to magic or anything."

"It's not that kind of problem. The key issue is whether Lady Fiore, my Master, is truly prepared to kill."

Instantly, Kaules was speechless.

Archer's expression turned slightly gloomy... as if he was worried about something.

"W-what? Of course she has. In fact, didn't she fight against Shishikage Kairi too!"

"Well, although I didn't witness Master's entire battle, she must have performed exceptionally well against such a seasoned and tenacious magician. However, I have this thought: if Master had won then, would she have been able to maintain a normal mindset?"

"that……"

I'm speechless, I don't know what to say. If my sister had killed someone back then...

Even if that person is her enemy, can she really bear the truth?

"The heart of a magus, and the heart of a master... I always felt that these two were in a state of separation. Lord Caules, if it were you, I think you would have been able to let go of your mindset back then. You would have seen fighting and killing as a magus's destiny. But..."

"You mean your sister can't do that?"

Although it was only a vague feeling, Koles had actually realized the problem long ago.

Naïve, or gentle, is somewhat different from that kind of thing. Because of his excessive obsession with becoming a magician, he has always ignored the lamentations that come from somewhere deep inside his heart.

The reason, if you ask why, is because it didn't fit the perception of a magician at that time. Because Fiore was an excellent magician, she was able to maintain her status by completely suppressing those emotions.

However, that was merely an action based on the magician's theory, a judgment made simply by a program constructed in the mind.

"Perhaps it's because she's an exceptional magician that no one noticed. Master... Incredibly, she has a very similar set of ethics to ordinary people."

That's right, it's similar to the ethical views of ordinary people. Harming and killing are unforgivable acts. Deceiving others and instigating others are also unacceptable. Of course, even a magician wouldn't kill unless absolutely necessary. But in other words, if forced into a corner, a magician would naturally consider killing.

No matter how lowly a magician may be, once placed in such a situation, they would be prepared to abandon ordinary legal principles. Even Caules was no exception. At least from the moment he participated in the Holy Grail War, Caules had already accepted all sorts of methods of killing and illegal acts.

Of course, he didn't want to be killed. While this might seem self-centered, he certainly didn't want to be killed. However, that's a perfectly natural feeling for a living being, and shouldn't be subject to criticism.

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"Although this is my own opinion, I think Master must have been able to understand a lot of text since childhood, right?"

"Ah~ I've heard my parents say that it's indeed much earlier than the average person."

"That's probably why. Master lives in this world as if she's reading a story. If she were just an 'excellent magician,' that would be fine, but if she were to start acting as a clan leader... her heart would probably cry out in anguish, or even become twisted, right?"

As the patriarch of Yggdrasilia, one sometimes has to make ruthless decisions, such as sacrificing a member of one's own clan.

There shouldn't be any problems at first. Fiore would never act unilaterally; she would likely consult the elders, organize her thoughts, and make a decision after careful consideration.

But... in this process, her heart begins to groan. For example, the magician who kills an innocent baby and uses it as material to expand magic theory is praised, or the magician is punished simply for letting someone witness a magic trick go unpunished, etc. She is tormented by the contradictions between these magicians and ordinary people.

But... just as Kaures was about to retort, he suddenly remembered a scene from the past. Perhaps it was because his sister's appearance was too heartbreaking, a taboo moment he had always tried to avoid recalling.

"What's wrong?"

Upon hearing Archer's question, Corresponds hesitated for a moment before finally deciding to tell him everything. After all, he was Chiron the Guide, and he would never do anything to harm his sister.

“We used to have a dog.”

Is it a dog?

Those were memories from the distant past. The spacious house, which had been cleaned by maids for three generations, was now being cleaned by low-level spirits summoned by my mother. But even so, it couldn't stop the house from gradually falling into disrepair.

The two were born and grew up in that house, which was full of cracks and filled with an atmosphere of decay and ruin... It was during that time that a trivial little thing happened.

"Yes, it's a very well-behaved stray dog ​​that Dad picked up from somewhere. Dad originally planned to use that dog to teach us spirit summoning magic. However, Dad suddenly had something urgent to do and had to go out right away. So, my sister and I had to take care of the dog together."

Perhaps having vaguely guessed the ending of this little story, Archer didn't interrupt, but simply nodded quietly to Koles.

"It was a very slow-moving dog. My sister took great care of it. Even though she had difficulty walking, she insisted on washing the dog's entire body and brushing its fur with her favorite comb. And that was her own comb, you know! Then she bought a dog care guidebook and carefully considered what food to feed it. When I asked her why she did all this, she answered incredulously..."

"Because pets must be treated with love, right?"

Koles took a breath and continued:

“Even I understand things, but my sister doesn’t understand at all. But I can’t say anything. Hey, that just postpones the problem and makes things worse. It’s terrible that I knew all along but didn’t tell her.”

"Was he killed? And, moreover, was he used as a test subject in magic experiments..."

Koles nodded, and at the same time kicked the stone wall lightly as if he was very annoyed.

"A week later, Dad came back, all smiles and apologizing profusely. He grabbed the dog and demonstrated to my sister and me the consequences of a failed possession attempt. When my sister saw the dog with its fur flipped up and howling in pain, her expression froze, and her hands, which were gripping the wheelchair handles tightly, turned completely bloodless."

She knew very well that if she covered her ears, she would be scolded. If she cried, she would be scolded as well. So she just watched silently.

"About a minute later, the dog died. It was because Dad possessed it with a low-level evil spirit, causing its body to go berserk. If you're not careful, you might end up like that too... That's what Dad said at the time. Then, my sister smiled and replied, 'Yes, I understand, Father.' Because my sister is so capable, she could easily find the most appropriate solution even in that situation."

"This is terrible..." Koles muttered with a contemptuous tone.

"What happened to Master after that?"

"Because my sister is an excellent magician, she didn't cry or vomit at the time. However, later, when we were making a grave for the dog together, she started sobbing and saying sorry while burying it."

Since then, Fiore has never mentioned dogs again and has thrown away all dog-related items. Perhaps it was lucky, but apart from that incident, her father never killed anything in front of her again.

Then, neither of her parents noticed the change in her. This was probably because their attention was focused on Fiore's talent.

Her parents were completely unaware that she hadn't dared to eat meat for a long time and kept vomiting, that she couldn't sleep alone and could only fall asleep when Koles held her hand tightly, and so on. They only praised her for not failing in her séance again.

The reason she didn't fail again was because she felt fear from the bottom of her heart.

However, she wasn't afraid of failing and ending up like that dog; rather, she was afraid that failing would remind her of the dog.

Like most people's various psychological traumas in life, this incident did not have a significant impact on Fiore's life.

Fiore didn't go mad because of this, nor did she harm herself out of distress. She simply continued to study as an ordinary magician and has lived like that ever since. Later, she was able to eat meat and sleep alone.

Perhaps it was because Koles himself was deliberately avoiding thinking about it; until just now, he had completely forgotten about it.

But what if... what if Fiore hasn't forgotten that incident yet, and... what if Fiore has always kept that incident in her heart?

"Sister, she might not be able to handle it."

"That's where my unease lies. But since this happened after I left, I can't just mention it to anyone else... However, given the current situation, once we start tracking the Hanging Gardens, there's no energy left to discuss these things with anyone else."

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Indeed, as he said, even if Fiore were to become the patriarch of Yggdrasilia, it would only happen after the Holy Grail War. For Archer, who would return to his "seat" once the war ended, this would be completely irrelevant.

"Why did you specifically tell me this?"