I Will Be the Son of Man

"What's wrong?"

"fine."

Blinking in confusion, Hill withdrew his gaze, and then left the street with Joan of Arc.

After Hill disappeared completely, several pigeons stopped at a stall where Hill had bought apples, accompanied by a slight sound of flapping wings.

They all turned their heads to look in the direction Hill left, as if they were reporting something.

******

"Success."

There was a slight brilliance in his eyes, and Semiramis sat on the throne with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"What worked?"

Kotomine Shirou, who was standing beside her, looked at his servant in confusion.

"It's the method mentioned in the morning. I thought it would take a while, but I didn't expect that child to really love apples."

"Next, just wait for the kid to eat it himself."

Semiramis chuckled lightly, and sent a poisoned apple or something remotely with a pigeon. This was also the first time for her, but she didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

However, it is said to be a success, but I am afraid it will still have to wait for a short time.

Because the number of apples bought by the other party is really too much, Rao Semiramis increased the number of poisoned apples in order to increase the scope of "winning", and if he wanted the other party to eat that apple, he had to work a little harder. There is some element of luck.

However, according to observations these days, the other party also eats a large number of apples every day. In the past two days at most, the other party should be able to feel his "gift".

"yes......"

Kotomine Shirou was silent for a moment, then looked down at Karna who seemed to be waiting for an order.

"Lancer, Archer, and Rider have already betrayed, and the only remaining force on our side that can be dispatched is you. I hope you can bring us victory tonight."

"I see."

Karna nodded lightly. He also knew Hill's real body before.

[Silver Hero], the great hero in Greek mythology who stood side by side with Hercules...

Although the opponent's experience seems to be relatively small for some reason, but that power cannot be ignored.

Recalling the feeling when confronting Hill, Karna slightly raised the corners of his lips.

"Ah, why! Why did this happen! Unexpectedly, those two Greek heroes actually rebelled!"

"What an accident! What a worry!"

"However, the reason for this betrayal is because of feelings, but because of longing, and it really moved me!"

He opened the door openly and broke in. A man's voice echoed among the kings. The ups and downs of his tone gave people an inexplicable sense of drama.

After a while, a man wearing a light green British-style jacket, with stubble on his face, and a book in his hand appeared in everyone's field of vision.

"Caster...you must have forgotten about the Holy Grail War."

Semiramis was a little displeased with the man appearing below, and frowned slightly with his thin eyebrows.

"How could it be! We have been looking forward to this moment! We are looking forward to the moment when heroes let go of their reserve and fight each other with barbarism!"

"Not to mention, in this Holy Grail War, there appeared the [Silver Hero] who was almost like a saint who wanted nothing!"

"Ahhh...a pure soul, a flawless color! May I ask, is there anything more painful than a child falling into darkness?"

"This is simply a natural tragedy, a script of fate!"

Caster Shakespeare on the red side raised his hands high, looking excited.

However, his words made Karna, who was originally expressionless, frown slightly.

"Enough, Caster, you must also participate in tonight's operation."

Semiramis rubbed his forehead with some headaches, sighed lightly, and suppressed the slight unhappiness in his heart.

Although her current position and self-feelings all regard the [Silver Hero] as an enemy, but the other party's remarks and speculations are really unpleasant.

"Eh? I want to participate too? But I don't know magic, and I don't have the ability to fight. I can only record your stories. So, this request is not too much, beautiful Assyrian empress... ..."

Shakespeare was stunned for a moment. If an amateur Caster like him was allowed to enter such a chaotic battlefield, he might be shot by a stream arrow accidentally, and he would leave the field immediately.

In that case, it would be such a pity...

Because he decided to save it until the end, watching the outcome of the Holy Grail War, and then recorded everything.

"Sorry, Caster, because of the shortage of manpower, you must participate in the operation."

"But don't worry, I will act with you at that time, and I may need your treasure to deal with some people."

Kotomine Shirou explained, with a smile on his face.

Seeing this situation, Shakespeare seemed to be unable to allow him to shirk. After hesitating for a while, he could only nod his head.

"If that's the case, we can only follow orders. However, please don't have unnecessary expectations, because we are just a writer."

Kotomine Shirou smiled, without saying anything, he turned his head to look at Semiramis, and nodded.

Then, the empress sitting on the throne raised her lips, and the magic power on her body began to mobilize.

The next second, the ground began to tremble.

However, except for Shakespeare who showed a little interest, the rest of the people looked natural.

At the same time, in the field of vision from the outside, a huge courtyard drilled out of the ground, broke through the soil, dumped trees, rose slowly, and then slowly flew towards a certain place.

There is Black's stronghold, the Fortress of Mirenia.

******

The cold moonlight sprinkled on the huge sky garden, leaving a deeper shadow on the ground.

The huge building flew towards the city of Mirenia slowly, causing Chiron, who was watching from the top of the castle wall, to frown slightly.

"I didn't expect to even move the territory together. This is really an unexpected situation!"

There was a glimmer of light in the pupils of Chiron's eyes, and Chiron saw that the sky garden had stopped and continued to sow dragon teeth down, his face became a little serious.

"How is it, Archer?"

Fiore was sitting in a wheelchair, asking about the situation ahead.

"The opponent should want to have a final decisive battle on that plain, but it has stopped now."

"Exactly. Since the other side has invaded Yu's territory, the soldiers under Yu's command, now is the time to fight back."

In the darkness, Vlad III rode his war horse and slowly appeared, followed by Danik.

"Fiore, you go back first, this place may be affected later."

Danic glanced at Fiore sitting in the wheelchair, and said.

"I see, Uncle."

Fiore nodded, because she knew that after this, it was the realm of the servants.

"My lord, please release your power to your heart's content tonight!"

Danik bowed and saluted, and asked sincerely.

"Don't worry, the other party wants a decisive battle so much, we have to take it seriously."

"Let the servants get ready. By the way, ask Cater to release the new Berserker. If he himself, just wait and see later."

Vlad III looked at the huge monster suspended in the air in the distance, and the countless Dragon Tooth Soldiers on the ground below it, with a fighting smile on his face.

******

so big.

As soon as they arrived at Tulifas, Hill and Joan saw the huge hanging garden, suspended above a plain.

And in the distance in front of it is the base camp of Black Fang's master and servants.

Obviously, the red side has already sounded the horn of the decisive battle first.

"Babylon's Hanging Garden?! If there is that thing, Miss Atalanta and the others will have no way to get close to the people on the red side?!"

As soon as Joan's words fell, a shining ray of light rushed towards the sky garden in the distance in the sky.

That was Achilles driving his own chariot, carrying Atalanta, but their situation was not optimistic at the moment.

Whenever they were about to get close, countless lightning bolts shot out from the sky garden, blocking their way forward, and even entangled them tightly.

At the same time, a burst of dark purple smoke began to fill the surroundings of the garden. Needless to say, just by looking at it, one could understand that it must be a highly poisonous mist.

These two defenses make it difficult for Achilles and Atalanta to approach.

"Sister, can you shoot that thing down with your arrow?"

Achilles drove the chariot to avoid another thunderbolt attack and the poisonous mist that seemed to be sprayed out, the expression on his face was not very good.

Although his body is hard to be injured, things like poison cannot be exempted.

Furthermore, even if he was immune, Atalanta who was sitting behind him on the chariot probably wouldn't be able to resist.

He had promised Hill to send Atalanta back safely, if he broke his promise here, he would be ashamed to go back to see that person.

"If you're joking, don't open it now. If you shoot that thing down with an arrow, no matter what you think...it's impossible..."

Atalanta frowned, and originally wanted to refute Achilles' words, but she suddenly remembered something, and her tone suddenly became a little uncertain.

"Huh? What's the matter, sister?"

Achilles held the rein, raised his eyebrows, wondering why Atalanta didn't continue talking.

"No, it's nothing, I just feel that that thing might really be shot down..."

Atalanta's complexion became a little complicated, and then she looked down, where she had sensed Hill's spirit base.

"There is no way to get close? Then, just hit it down?"

Hill turned to look at Joan, as if to confirm.

"Eh? Take it down? But, our servants don't have such powerful treasures. How can we take down that sky garden?"

Joan was stunned for a second, she felt a slight change in the atmosphere on Hill, but she couldn't tell what it was.