Super God: If I punch you, you will die

"what?"

It's understandable that Assassin felt bewildered. Just a moment before she was about to completely disappear into the mist, her arm was slashed.

It's not a Servant; if it were, an Assassin should be able to detect it. It's not human; humans absolutely cannot withstand this mist. It's not a magician; if it were, even cutting itself with a knife wouldn't cause it any harm.

"who is it?"

If her previous words, though innocent and naive, had the power to evoke fear, then her current statement is filled with pure, chilling murderous intent.

"..."

The silent boy was covering his eyes with his hands. He clearly had sight but couldn't see anything, and didn't seem to possess the power to resist the fog.

However, he hurt himself, doing something that caused him immense pain. Just like those women, just like those mothers, he did something unforgivable.

"I...I'm going to kill you...!"

"That line should have been said by me, Assassin."

Despite squinting, the boy was not intimidated at all; instead, he glared fiercely at Assassin and said...

Their killing intent was almost at its peak, but time was cruel. The Rider's Servant was about to enter the battle.

No matter how furious he was, Assassin was absolutely unwilling to fight a battle he had no chance of winning.

"Next time, I will definitely kill you."

After saying that, Assassin vanished along with the mist. The surrounding fog instantly dissipated, and the sky returned to its hazy, evening hue.

"saved."

"Black" Archer said as he picked up Master. It seemed she was still safe and sound. It was truly remarkable that she survived a standoff with a single Servant.

"That's...Assassin?"

"Yes, that's Jack the Ripper. Unfortunately, even his appearance has become quite blurry now."

Hearing Archer's words, Lin Yan was instantly stunned. He had confronted her directly and heard her say things like "I will definitely kill you"... yet he couldn't even remember what she looked like.

After the battle, all information about the Assassin is forgotten... that's the effect of the Assassin's skill "Information Erasure." Although the memories of being attacked by her/him, fighting with her/him, and battling with her/him remain in your mind, the specific details will evaporate from your mind.

Surrounding the castle, possessing the Servant...Assassin.

"In the remaining two days, we must take care of that Assassin."

Lin Yan agreed. He only remembered one thing about Assassin: letting things continue like this was far too dangerous…!

Volume 3, Chapter 4

"Hey, what's going on here?"

The "Red" Rider's gun was less of a "stabbing" attack and more of a "shooting" attack. The uninterrupted bursts of fire undoubtedly reached the speed of a machine gun.

Three minutes had passed. For the past 180 seconds, Rider "Red" had been relentlessly suppressing Master Shirou's attacks. It wasn't a stalemate, but a complete domination.

Although he managed to counterattack the first few moves, that was all. Rider "Red" easily saw through his attacks and casually delivered a fatal blow.

Throat, liver, solar plexus… all the thrusts aimed at three vital points were narrowly avoided by Shirou. These were combos that should have been impossible to dodge completely. Miracles, divine intervention, luck… only these stale terms can describe the current situation.

While clicking his tongue in amazement, "Red" Rider kicked him away as he continued to approach, adjusted the distance, and launched another attack. Then, just like before, he seized the moment when Shirou lost his balance and struck at his vitals... However, strangely enough, despite being in a sorry state, Shirou narrowly avoided this fatal blow by the slightest margin.

The difference in strength is undoubtedly overwhelming, and it is a matter of course that Shirou is no match for Rider "Red".

However, Shirou did not give up; he neither bent his knees nor chose to quit.

"No, no, it's just a game, there's no need to be so obsessed with it."

Despite this thought, the Rider's offensive showed no signs of weakening.

Yes. If he showed mercy at that moment, he felt he would lose something important to him.

The "Red" Rider is undoubtedly an absolute powerhouse.

Shirou Kotomine is undoubtedly the weakest of the weak.

To Rider, Shirou and the grunts are no different in skill level; they're both opponents he can confidently say he'll win every time he fights them. The only difference is whether it takes more or less time...

However... even in this situation where the superiority and inferiority were obvious, Shirou still stubbornly resisted Rider's fierce offensive.

"No, that's not right. Hey, hey, could you be..."

Rider "Red" finally noticed Shirou's gaze. Shirou wasn't looking at Rider "Red." No, although he did consider him a worthy opponent, the boy's gaze remained fixed on the distant horizon.

He felt neither joy nor fear in fighting this famous hero. He simply regarded the powerful heroic spirit before him as an obstacle, a barrier that must be overcome... nothing more.

Rider's feelings had transcended humiliation and anger, leaving him speechless.

"Wait a moment."

"Red" Rider lowered his gun, stopping Shirou from continuing to fight him.

"Hmm... Is it over already?"

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"You're already panting, how dare you say that? Hey, Master, why are you fighting me?"

Upon hearing this question, Shirou seemed puzzled and replied:

"You ask why...didn't you just say you were bored?"

"Doing that will do you no good at all."

"Of course! If I refuse to give up at this point and show my serious attitude, I think Rider would admire me."

A faint smile... It wasn't the smile that Wang showed to the hero, which was a mixture of flattery and contempt, but it also didn't resemble the innocent aspirations of children, nor was it the smile of one hero placing his trust in another.

He probably wasn't joking when he said that. It seems Shirou fought only to earn the respect of "Red" Rider.

And then the worst thing is...

Rider "Red" seemed to genuinely admire his foolish yet straightforward attitude.

Upon careful reflection, although I had served wise kings and tyrants, I had never served a "saint".

"While I don't admire them, I am still somewhat interested."

Upon hearing this, Shirou patted his chest in relief. The "saintly" smile on his face vanished, replaced by a cheerful grin typical of a young man.

"Thank you. Hmm, that's great, so it means my battle was meaningful after all."

"Next, the final question."

Without anyone noticing, the gun he was holding was no longer a training gun, but a real gun... his beloved gun made of ash wood and bronze.

Rider "Red" gripped the gun firmly once more. Seeing his movement, Red Assassin's vigilance heightened. To her, his action undoubtedly carried murderous intent. If his answer was untrue, or if it contained some element that a hero couldn't compromise on, he would likely immediately rip Shirou's heart out with that gun.

However, Shirou glanced at "Red" Assassin, signaling her to step back.

"Hmm, what is it?"

“My Master, Amakusa Shiro Tokisada. Don’t you… feel any hatred?”

"Whom do you think I should hate?"

"That goes without saying, it's the person who killed you and your companions."

"Red" Rider has learned about the background and detailed ending of the character Amakusa Shiro Tokisada through the books in Caster's study.

The 37,000 people who gathered to support the youth were left to rot in the wilderness on a hellish battlefield... What kind of intense despair and hatred would this ignite?

"Let me ask you the other way around: if it were you, would you hate it?"

"Of course. Even if you say something like 'victory and defeat are common in war,' the other side is still the enemy. If your side is killed, of course you will hate them. Even 'saints and gentlemen' are not immune to this. What's more, you stood up for the people because you were angry about the unreasonable world... In that case, it would be a lie to say you don't hate them."

The "Red" Rider is right. And that's precisely why it contains a malicious "poison."

To say he didn't hate would be a lie. But if he admitted it, then his desire to save all of humanity would be a lie. That's in the past, it's over, so it's fine... If he dared to utter such a joke, "Red" Rider was prepared to stab him to death on the spot.

Because that could never be the salvation of all humanity; it would only be the salvation of those who happen to be alive now. True salvation for all humanity must be genuine... ensuring that all people, in all places and throughout all of history, are saved—this is the most fundamental premise.

“In the past, I used to hate it.”

Shirou faced Rider "Red" directly, neither looking away. There was no arrogance or pride in his eyes. Shirou's eyes possessed a chilling transparency.

"Whether god or man, I have hated everything. I can admit that, Rider. I did hate humanity in the past. But it wasn't because I was killed, nor because my companions were slaughtered. What I hated was humanity itself, accepting this as an inevitable part of history. I truly hated humanity, where there is a distinction between the strong and the weak, where the two devour each other, and where they achieve continuous growth by wasting their lives."

That's even more heinous than Ouroboros, the serpent that survives by devouring itself, which is actually a metaphor for humanity constantly consuming its past self from birth, only to be reborn after death, starting a new life from infancy again. The serpent biting its own tail, head to tail, is a symbol of the endless cycle of life. Perhaps only humanity can be a monster that achieves continuous growth by biting its own tail. Human life, clearly a radiant and important thing, is worth less than a speck of dust.

The most important thing is probably making the right choice. And that's a much easier judgment than you might imagine.

Out of ten, taking nine and discarding one... or it's not even that tragic situation at all. Because as long as one becomes ten, there's no problem as long as it doesn't become zero.

Humanity, in terms of its total numbers, is increasing; humanity as a whole will grow. No matter how many grains of sand fall, ultimate victory is humanity's destiny.

The earnest prayers and sighs of an individual are simply not meant to be heard by anyone.

"So I gave it up, Rider. For the sake of all mankind, I gave up my hatred for them. So now I have no hatred. No matter who they are in this world, I will definitely save them, that is for sure."

After that, there was only silence.

After a while, "Red" Rider slowly relaxed his grip on the gun. The gun immediately materialized and disappeared, and the surrounding atmosphere finally relaxed.

"Well, I guess I'd say I passed."

"What are you so self-righteous analyzing here, you little brat?"

Standing before the smiling "Red" Rider, "Red" Assassin glared at him with sharp eyes. Seeing the atmosphere about to become tense again, Shirou spoke up to dissuade him:

"Now that Rider's frustration has subsided... I'll go check on Caster first."

Shirou bowed slightly and turned to leave. Watching his retreating figure, Assassin "Red" turned and cast a slightly hostile glance at Rider "Red".

"What? Your Majesty?"

"What are you saying, 'what are you talking about, you bastard?' You were radiating such obvious murderous intent when you asked the question..."

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"Of course, because I know nothing about Master. If I'm going to serve him, there are naturally many things I want to know first."

Rider "Red" laughed heartily as he picked up a training gun and twirled it around. Seeing this, Assassin "Red" said:

"Oh, so you acknowledge that guy as Master?"

"It's okay to admit it. Anyway, the things I have to do haven't changed. But since that's the case, at least I still have the thought of 'letting him see my ambition as a Heroic Spirit'."

"What a cheap man."

"Say what you will, Empress. Besides, you who have been on high alert and watching over me the whole time I was talking to Master, do you really have the right to say such things?"

"What……!"

As if throwing away his usual ease and composure, "Red" Assassin panicked.

"That's it, because this is a serious dialogue between Master and Servant. If someone interrupts, it might tarnish Master's dignity... But, 'Even if I know it will upset Master, I still have to do what needs to be done,' that's the kind of determination you have, right?"

"What...sound of nonsense are you talking about?"

Perhaps out of shame, "Red" Assassin immediately turned her face away. A slight blush rose to her cheeks. Seeing this reaction and confirming the accuracy of his judgment, Rider laughed heartily:

"I never imagined that you, the empress who manipulates schemes and plots like a queen ant vying for power, would have such an adorable side."

Assassin unleashed a beam of light without hesitation. Although it was an attack launched as punishment, its power was surprisingly high enough to shatter the floor.

However, her counterpart, Rider, is Achilles, the great hero with the world's fastest speed. He easily dodged the light bullets and used his agile movements to create distance between himself and Assassin.

"Then, you should be good friends with Master."

Rider seems to have become a spirit. In this floating garden, if things got serious, it would be possible to forcibly break free of the spirit form, but doing so would be making a mountain out of a molehill.

"It's absolutely outrageous."

After uttering that remark, Assassin "Red" suddenly realized... that his anger was completely unnecessary. If he saw himself as a loyal Servant, that would be for the best.

There is a Master-Servant contract between Shirou and Assassin "Red", but it is more of an alliance based on shared interests than a master-servant relationship.

Shirou desires the "legacy" necessary to transport the Greater Grail, while Assassin "Red" harbors the ambition to rule the world as an "Empress." Under these circumstances, neither has a reason to betray the other. Nor is it possible for "Red" to choose betrayal before Shirou conquers her Masters.

The problem lies in what will happen next. Although Shirou has achieved half of his goal, he will still need to rely on the power of the Sky Garden for some time to realize his wish to save all mankind, so there is no danger of betrayal.

However… the Greater Grail itself is an inexhaustible vortex of magical energy. With a little manipulation of the Grail, I should be able to freely utilize its magical power as well.

In that case, including this Sky Garden, there should be nothing left that can defeat him. Yes, Shirou, as the Master, still needs the assistance of Assassin "Red," but Assassin "Red" may not necessarily need Shirou's presence.