My mother's love song

"…You did a great job. Thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me."

Smiling at the girl and letting his body bathe in the rush of magic power, Rhode consumed the last Command Seal.

"Atalanta, who has repeatedly used the Command Spell, take a good rest."

"……What!!!"

Semiramis was so surprised that she rose from her throne.

The third Command Spell is not used for fighting, but to appease the Berserker [beast]!?

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When that Command Seal was injected into Atalanta Alter's mind, the world became quiet.

All the curses, wails, and negative factors that kept shouting in her mind were swept away.

With the young man's comfort, the berserker's frenzy gradually subsided, and the anger no longer burned in his eyes.

A large amount of black mud-like magic power poured out from the girl's body, turning into a black vortex and floating up to the ceiling.

Even after becoming a Berserker, Atalanta still retained her rationality and found peace.

The girl leaned forward and buried her head in the arms of the man she loved most, revealing a happy sleeping face like a baby in a cradle.

"Meow"

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Above the sky, Red Rider and Black Archer were fighting their final battle on a civilian airliner.

A few minutes ago, the great hero Achilles threw a javelin and deployed his Noble Phantasm: the Spear of the Sky-piercing Star [Diatrechon Astir Lonchi].

It is not a Noble Phantasm that can take a person's life directly as its name suggests, but a Noble Phantasm similar to the great magecraft [Inherent Barrier] that can rewrite the world.

During the Trojan War, Achilles created a space in order to fight Hector.

Although the principle of the Noble Phantasm is exactly the same as that of [Golden Theater of Summoning], it does not have the power to reduce the enemy's stats, nor can it increase one's own stats like [Sky Garden of Vanity] or a certain Sun King's Great Temple.

The arena created by the great hero Achilles was a battlefield that existed only for fair duels.

In a nutshell, it is a one-on-one gun.

Eliminate all "accidental factors" from God's blessing to luck, and ultimately decide the winner based on strength.

The arena completely blocks time and the surrounding environment, and will not be released until one of the parties is defeated.

In this isolated space, no protection, magic, or even Noble Phantasms can be used, and victory or defeat is determined solely by the skills possessed by oneself and the opponent.

Combined with Achilles' divine martial arts, the single combat grab can be said to be a sure-fire weapon that can directly overwhelm 99% of the enemies.

Of course it is impossible.

The opponent must also agree to a duel, otherwise this Noble Phantasm can be renamed [Gilgamesh Slayer].

Chiron naturally accepted his disciple's challenge.

The master and the disciple, standing on either side of the javelin, bet on the glory of heroes and started fighting each other with fists.

It was a battle that was truly bloody and heartbreaking.

On one side is the great sage with the blood of the Centaur, and on the other side is the speedster hero who has exhausted all martial arts.

The only weapons they had were the pair of hands and feet given to them by their parents, which were tougher than steel.

Amid the roars and strong winds, the two men used their striking and throwing skills to the fullest.

Even thinking seemed unnecessary, they just relied on instinct and physical reaction to fight in a dazzling manner.

The heroes who once fought in countless Shura battlefields now only have one feeling left in their hearts.

To overcome him.

To defeat him.

To take it away.

…to overcome him.

Glory or reputation, they are all garbage!

Just want to beat him!

Even though his body was covered with bruises, his skin was torn, and his bones were broken, he still didn't care.

Achilles and Chiron simply gave it their all, punching and kicking continuously and selflessly.

The battle lasted for half an hour, but for both sides, this half an hour seemed as long as a lifetime.

In the end, he was the one who overcame this fateful battle and emerged victorious.

"Take that, Chiron."

"Take my punches, my sword, my attacks, everything I have...!!"

That was the fastest and most powerful blow.

Achilles threw a punch filled with all his faith, exerting his strength and speed to the extreme, and blasted it through the teacher's chest.

At that moment, the sage understood everything.

That is a realm that can only be reached by those who are born heroes through unremitting research.

The level of this punch is not inferior even to that of a treasure.

“…You fought well.”

"Thank you."

While weaving words of sigh, Chiron's figure collapsed.

I can't stand up anymore.

The part used to maintain standing has been completely destroyed.

Even so, we cannot slack off.

Enduring the pain surging throughout his body, Achilles slowly stepped back and pulled out the javelin that was deeply embedded in the ground.

The space of the arena returned to its original shape.

The time that was slowed down will then flow again.

But not everything can be restored.

The wounds Achilles received are still engraved on his body.

Chiron's spiritual core was also completely destroyed.

"Thank you very much, teacher."

Achilles, said so.

Chiron nodded silently in response.

“It’s me, Red Rider, who should be thanking you. …You are so strong. You truly deserve the title of the strongest.”

"Teacher... My strength and martial arts are all thanks to your teaching. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Chiron chuckled.

"Don't call me teacher or anything like that. I'm no longer in a position for you to call me that. The duel is over, you should just call me Black Archer."

However, Achilles did not make any move.

"Come on, I am not dead yet. As long as I am still alive, I will be your enemy. Go ahead, Achilles."

"……I can not do it."

"Well, in that case I will teach you another lesson."

Very abruptly, Chiron said: "There is a reason why I didn't use the Noble Phantasm in the battle just now."

"reason?"

Achilles felt a slight chill when he heard this.

"Whether it's a sword or a spear, any Noble Phantasm must have a corresponding stance to be effective.

However, my Noble Phantasm is a little different. It is a star flying in the universe.

It is a divine arrow that is ready to be launched at any time as long as I exist."

"!!!"

The moment he heard this, Achilles sensed something unusual and leaped back with all his might.

But, it's too late.

The sniper weapon has been activated.

Sagittarius, who is always drawing his bow, has already drawn the arrow.

All Chiron needs to activate his Noble Phantasm is a target.

Even the liberation of the real name is not necessary.

Its name is Antares Snipe.

Only Sagittarius, who always has the bowstring fully drawn and pointed at Capricorn, is allowed to fire an unparalleled shot.

Weapons like the bow are powerless to overcome the fatal time difference between drawing the bow and nodding the arrow.

But at this moment, the time difference was completely reset to zero.

The rushing star pierced through the great hero's heel without any error.

“Ah, Aaaaaaaaaaah!?”

Achilles fell to one knee and screamed.

It is the same pain as the one you experienced in your life.

It was as if I was being hollowed out and cut into pieces.

“Archer, you…!!”

Chiron breathed a sigh of relief.

“My zodiac sign, it seems, hit the right spot.

At least in the end, I have completed my mission as a Servant."

Achilles' shouting suddenly stopped.

There was no trace of life left in the archer's eyes.

As the plane's wings tilted, Chiron fell to the earth.

After contentedly fighting a fateful battle as Chiron's fellow disciple, he resumed his identity as the Black Archer and successfully completed his duty to "defeat the Red Rider."

It also taught Achilles a final lesson.

"You are so cunning."

Achilles sighed, the arrow that had pierced his heel had disappeared.

The Achilles tendon is both its own weak point and a key.

The Noble Phantasm of his immortal body, [The Hero's Immortal Flower], has been stripped away, and his overall attributes as a Servant will probably reduce 70% of his strength in a short period of time.

Red Rider slowly stood up and turned around calmly.

"Haha, I didn't expect that I would die at the hands of a woman in the end."

嗤

A beautiful flower arrow hit Achilles on the forehead.

The blood kept flowing, and the hero's body full of holes fell backwards due to the inertia of the arrow, just like Chiron fell just now.

"Women... Well, that's not wrong, huhu."

Kama put down the sugarcane bow in his hand.