My mother's love song

The vampire shot a hateful look around him while attacking, but was blocked by Musashi's double sword skills.

In this way, the main battlefield gradually entered a tug-of-war.

It may be impossible to tell the winner before dawn.

"Huh? Where are you going?"

Rhodes, who was enjoying the love song on his lap, suddenly stood up, and Jeanne asked in confusion.

"It's almost time to wrap up. Although there are fewer people than expected, let's get started."

As he said this, he stroked the hair of the Saint and the Root Girl, and then walked out of the shade of the tree where he was hiding.

Looking towards the center of the battlefield.

Rhodes made a pistol gesture with his left hand and aimed it at the three riders that were fighting in a mess on the ground from the sky.

"Musashi, Karna, Dracula, you three please leave first. Bang!"

Chapter 370 Empress: If you don’t have a job, just bite a lighter

The battlefield had fallen into a state of chaos that would have delighted Khorne.

The archers galloped across the battlefield like wild beasts, and fired arrows of light like a rainstorm at the King of Illusions that ruled the night.

The ancient empress sat in the depths of the floating fortress, releasing beams of light along with murderous intent that cut through the sky and the earth.

Countless piles of death continued to emerge on the ground, and the spearmen wrapped in flames and the swordsmen holding the holy swords were fighting back.

The cavalry stepped off the three-horse chariot that was galloping across the sky and challenged the archers who seemed to be one with the forest in close combat.

Even the supporting actors were not idle.

Homunculi, puppets, and dragon fang soldiers collided with each other, and a tragic fight broke out. Magic exploded everywhere like cannonballs, and the battle between Servants turned the surroundings into a wasteland.

Ruler stopped looking at the miserable battlefield and looked up at the aerial fortress that belonged to the "Red" side.

The blood of the androids dyed the grassland red, and the corpses of the puppets and dragon-tooth soldiers piled up higher and higher like snowflakes.

There is constant fighting and killing. There is no place for the word "peace" here.

The Holy Grail War reached its climax, and the battlefield was like a muddy whirlpool, entangling those who approached and trapping them deeply.

Then, walking towards this hellish chaotic place with firm steps, was Caster, who was jumping between the red and black of this Holy Grail War.

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"Would you rather live a long, peaceful life in obscurity, or live a short life as a hero with great honor in war?"

This is the question that Thetis, the goddess mother, once asked Achilles when the Trojan War broke out.

There is no need to say much about the hero's final choice.

While his mother was proud of his choice, she was also deeply saddened.

Because if he lives as a hero, his life will be as short as a revolving lantern.

Achilles participated in the Trojan War and made many contributions.

Blessed by all the gods, his body was not harmed at all, and the gun given to him by his father pierced the bodies of countless heroes.

The three-horse chariot, powered by two divine horses given to him by the sea god and famous horses captured when attacking a city, has a speed that no one can match.

However, when he won a duel with Hector, a hero who was comparable to him, during the Trojan War, his own shortcomings were exposed.

Although he did it to avenge his good friend Patroclus, his act of dragging the corpse of Hector in his chariot to humiliate him was stupid and intolerant.

As a result, he incurred the displeasure of Apollo, the god of the sun, and he ignored his repeated admonitions and continued to massacre the Trojan army for a long time.

Apollo was furious about this and blessed the Trojan archer Paris, allowing him to shoot through Achilles' ankle, which was his only weak spot.

Achilles, who was pierced through the heart by an arrow, realized that he was about to die, so he suddenly attacked the Trojan army.

He continued to ruthlessly slaughter the Trojan soldiers until he died of exhaustion.

As predicted, although he died young, he carved his legend as a hero into human history.

A man who is infinitely close to God, a heroic warrior with an invincible body.

However, the ankle was the weak spot for this hero.

The Black Archer Chiron is equivalent to his master.

When Achilles was young, Chiron, who had trained many heroes, became his educator.

...Therefore, it was natural for Red Rider to feel confused for a moment.

To the young boy, Chiron was simply a symbol of absolute authority.

His kind and serious words penetrated the heart of young Achilles like magic.

I lived with him for nine years, during my most sentimental teenage years.

He is both a father and a teacher; both a brother and a good friend.

For him, as the son of a hero, blessed by the gods of Olympus, and admired by soldiers at a young age, there are very few people he can call friends or teachers, and Chiron is undoubtedly one of them.

However, the hero now stood in front of him in order to seek the Holy Grail, and became his rival.

"I'm going to fuck you, teacher."

"That's unnecessary, Red Rider."

Achilles, who had been a little discouraged by the opponent's harsh words, immediately cheered up and thrust out with his spear.

The two began fighting within a distance where they could talk.

This is obviously disadvantageous to archers.

Despite feeling a little guilty, the tip of the gun was still pointed sharply at the other person's heart.

However, Chiron, with the bravery of a fearless berserker, took a step forward towards the direction of the spear.

Achilles' spear skills are no problem even if he is summoned as a Lancer.

A normal Archer would probably be stabbed directly through the heart.

However, the tip of the gun did not pierce the heart, but was easily dodged by the opponent.

"What……!!"

"Have you forgotten, Rider? Who was the person who gave you this gun and taught you the basics of gunmanship?"

Chiron's words brought a huge shock to Achilles.

As he said, Rider's spear skills were not honed in his own way, but were originally the foundations learned from his master Chiron.

In this case, it is only natural that all his body movements and habits can be seen through.

In addition, this gun was originally a gift from Chiron to his father Peleus to celebrate his parents' marriage, so he also knew the attack range of this gun very well.

The heroic team then displayed amazing skills.

As he took a step forward, he had already loaded the arrow onto the bowstring.

It could be described as a rapid fire, an unavoidable blow from zero range.

"You're going to die, Rider?"

Chiron aimed at the opponent's skull and shot the arrow without hesitation.

Achilles reflexively dodged by bending backwards.

With incredible speed and awareness, he managed to escape from this life-or-death crisis.

At this time, the archers kicked the cavalrymen away and hit them hard against the trees.

At the moment of distance, Chiron loaded the arrow onto the bowstring again.

Something in Achilles' mind switched.

He gritted his teeth, looked at his teacher with a determined look, and rushed forward towards the arrows.

While leaning forward to dodge the arrow, he immediately raised his gun and made a sweeping attack, which was dodged.

Black Archer dodged the spear attack that was like a barrage of bullets, and nocked the arrow while skillfully adjusting the distance.

It was impossible for archers to engage in close combat. The shallow idea that they could win once they were within the attack range of the spear was too stupid.

The opponent was Chiron. Not only himself, but also Hercules, Jason, Castor, Asclepius and many other heroes had been taught by him. He was a real great sage.

A tie could only be achieved under close conditions. Under this premise, if you don't use all your strength to attack with all your strength, you will definitely lose!

Achilles roared and continued to swing his spear, flexibly using forward thrusts, sweeps, feints and other moves to launch a fierce attack on Chiron.

The opponent would sometimes dodge, sometimes block with a bow, and sometimes even use a combination of fists and feet, and once he saw an opportunity, he would draw the bow and shoot an arrow.

Being sniped at close range, even a body blessed by the gods shed blood in the face of an attack that also possessed [divinity].

All of his attacks were seen through by the opponent, and the opponent's attacks were always impossible to predict at the critical moment.

Although he can still maintain his balance now with his innate strong physique, he will definitely be forced into a dead end if he continues like this.

At this moment, Achilles' movements changed. Instead of using basic skills and overwhelming speed to force a breakthrough, he began to add various strange changes to his moves.

I saw him suddenly let go of the gun, and the next moment he kicked Chiron in the face with his "ankle", which was originally his fatal weakness.

First, kick the falling gun with your foot, then jump into the air to catch the gun, and at the same time swing the gun at the target.

The tip of the spear grazed the archer's neck, and blood gushed out immediately.

"Ugh...!!"

The two people's eyes crossed each other, and they both showed fearless smiles.

"Hmm, you really have the strength to become a Heroic Spirit."

"Of course. Unlike you who just teach others, I have experienced countless battlefields."

He had fought with many heroes, killed each other, and even communicated with their souls.

I did learn the basics from Chiron.

However, the numerous corpses that accumulated during the battle were also an indisputable fact to Rider.

"Oh, that's great. After all, it's hard to kill your own students unilaterally."

Archer said this with a smile, and Rider also laughed.

He has completely put aside the hesitation of fighting against his mentor, and now all he has is the joy of fighting against the strong.

Mentor and disciple, friends who trust each other from the bottom of their hearts

The intense joy that can still be felt in the hearts even after putting aside this emotion is truly present in the hearts of both of them.

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In the deepest part of the Sky Garden, Father Shirou watched the entire war.

As the Ruler of the last Holy Grail War, although Amakusa Shiro Tokisada was not originally a very powerful Heroic Spirit, he has reached a first-class level with the blessing of the Holy Grail, which is enough to influence the direction of the battlefield tonight.

At the same time, as a saint-type heroic spirit, he has the special attack [Baptism Chant] against undead creatures.

If he could seize the opportunity to underestimate the enemy, he might even have a chance to defeat Dracula head-on.

But Amakusa Shiro Tokisada has not taken any action so far.

No, there is nothing that can be done.

He could not make a move as he sensed that Ruler Jeanne was nearby. It would be terrible if she was recognized.

Therefore, his approach was to find ways to lure the vampire into the aerial garden, and it would be best to kill it in a position where Joan of Arc could not observe.

However, since Dracula currently still has the advantage on the field, the opponent seems to intend to kill Karna and Musashi first and then pursue the Holy Grail.

"Caster, I need your theater now."

In an instant, a book appeared in Shakespeare's hands.

"Oh, I see, that's how it is! Then let the man you love and hate meet you!

"A person's life is just a wandering shadow, just a poor actor. When it's his turn to appear, he just shouts a few times on the stage!"