I Will Be the Son of Man

Is this guy really the Master......

For a moment, Cu Chulainn wondered if the other party had traveled from the Age of Gods.After all, it is really strange to see such a character in modern times.

However, before Cu Chulainn could think about it, Hill from the opposite side had already stepped forward.

Cu Chulainn stabbed away with his long spear as if his body reacted naturally, but this time, that swift thrust was suddenly interrupted by a strong force.

The breath of magic power on Hill's body gradually became stronger, and every slash brought a strong muscle strength.

Cu Chulainn used the gun barrel to protect himself in front of him, but the power transmitted from the blade made his arms go numb, and at the same time, his body gradually retreated.

Hey hey hey, are you kidding me!How did this guy suddenly become so powerful? !

He obviously looked like a thin and thin boy, but even if Cu Chulainn twisted his whole body into one strand, it was still difficult for him to completely withstand the force brought by the opponent's slash.

He could only rely on the technique of unloading force while trying to stop his receding body so as not to collapse his center of gravity.

Two ravines were pulled out on the ground, and Hill's slashing blows suddenly exploded in the air like violent thunder. He doubted whether the scarlet spear that had resisted the slash would snap off in the next second.

Finally, the numbness of his arms had reached a certain level, and Cu Chulainn gave up his plan to continue facing the opponent head-on to find a moment to rest. He took a deep breath, and after deflecting the slash of the silver sword, he pulled away. distance.Then, he shook his hand with surprise on his face.

"I said, boy, you are actually a follower!"

Cu Chulainn's words expressed the feelings of everyone present. Arturia and Archer, who were originally fighting, had already stopped fighting because of Hill's wide-opening and closing-like sword.

Artoria's eyes were filled with astonishment no less than Cu Chulainn's. Although she had an estimate of Hill's strength, she still hadn't expected the strength of her junior brother to reach this level. .

On the other hand, Archer seemed a little calmer, but his brows were beating slightly, obviously the emotion in his heart was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

This person is still as "terrorist" as ever......

"I am not a follower."

Hill shook his head, wondering why Cu Chulainn would ask this question.

But soon he didn't care anymore, because the outcome of the battle hadn't been decided yet.

So, Hill immediately put on a stance again, apparently preparing for another round of fighting.

The corner of Cu Chulainn's mouth twitched slightly when he saw this scene. He already felt that the other party was difficult to deal with, due to the powerful muscular strength and magic power of the other party, as well as the extraordinary endurance.

But this casual complaint was honestly replied by the other party, Cu Chulainn did not expect it.

Accidentally a natural...but, for a fighter, it's not bad...

He has a little more affection for Hill, but to be honest, if he is allowed to continue fighting with the opponent, the possibility of losing is very high.

This is not due to Cu Chulainn's lack of self-confidence or simple bragging, but his judgment based on facts.

However, judgment is judgment.In a battle like this, it is impossible to know who will win until the last second, so in the case of Hill's invitation, Cu Chulainn accepted it without flinching.

The smile on his face became more excited, and Cu Chulainn's red pupils seemed to be burning with fire.

However, just as he was about to launch a charge first, a huge shadow suddenly enveloped his head.

Cu Chulainn frowned slightly, and his feet left the spot forcefully. He held a spear in his hand, and looked at the behemoth that suddenly descended from the sky.

"Hahaha! It's really lively tonight! You don't need to guess, you are Berserker!"

"However, little girl, it seems that it is not safe to enter the battlefield of servants like this."

Cu Chulainn raised his brows again as he looked at the sturdy being surrounded by arrogance and the silver-haired girl sitting on the other's shoulder.

"Hmmm... is it..."

"As for the game, I also want to participate, can't I, big brothers?"

The cold moonlight shone on the long silver hair, as if shining.

Illya had an innocent and lovely smile on her face, but no one would underestimate her because of her appearance.

Everyone present could feel the pressure of the exaggeratedly muscular servant, and the expressions of Artoria and Archer became a little dignified.

Cu Chulainn, on the other hand, was silently observing the other party, as if he was measuring the other party's strength.

"Kill them, Berserker!"

Illya jumped lightly, landed safely on the ground, stepped back a few steps, and ordered Berserker.

However, after a few seconds, Berserker, who should have rushed forward to beat the followers to pieces, still stood there, motionless.

Only the heavy breathing echoed in the temporarily quiet park.

"Hera... Kles?"

Confusion appeared in Hill's eyes. Although the temperament and appearance of the other party were different from what he remembered, the smell was still the smell in his memory.

Berserker, however, did not respond.

This is natural, the berserker who has lost his mind will not open his mouth to answer questions.

Therefore, the only response Hill received was heavy gasps and a direct look from the crimson berserk pupils.

The clear golden pupils and the berserk eyes looked at each other. This reunion of friends across time and space suddenly made the surroundings fall into silence again.

"Hercules..."

Hearing the name from Hill's mouth, Artoria looked at Berserker's tall figure and strong muscles.Indeed, this appearance is very consistent with the description of Hercules.

What's more, the name came from the mouth of [Silver Hero] Hill, so Berserker's identity can basically be confirmed.

Is it Hercules......

Archer still didn't show much surprise, but his eyes became more serious.

"Huh?! Hercules? I said boy, did you know in advance the servant that the little girl summoned?"

After Cu Chulainn blurted out his question, Illya regained her comprehension from the moment when her servant's real name was seen through by the other party.

She calmed down a little bit, and looked at the... Yu, Master who was wearing silver armor all over her body! ?

Seeing the bright red three-stroke command spell on the back of Hill's hand, Illya blinked, but she didn't intend to think about why the other party, as a master, wanted to get involved in the battle between the servants.

Looking at Hill, who was slightly younger than herself, Illya remained calm.

"Although I don't know where you found out about Berserker's identity, so what if I let you know?"

"My Berserker is invincible!"

"Go! Berserker, kill them all!"

The order was issued again, but this time, Berserker moved.

He held a rough ax and sword in his hand, and the muscles in his whole body were agitated slightly, as if they were about to explode at any time.

However, Hill, who was closest to Berserker Hercules, did not make any defensive moves, or prepare to fight.

Because Hill could feel that the aura locked by the other party at this moment was not on him.

"Hey! Is the target me? It's just in time, I want to try it out, what is the strength of the rumored Hercules!"

Cu Chulainn once again exuded a madness-like aura, and there was a strong fighting intent in his eyes, but he didn't take it lightly in his heart.

After all, the other party is the legendary Hercules. If you don't raise your vigilance at this time, then you are definitely overconfident.

Still, Berserker...

He felt a little disappointed with Hercules who had lost his mind, but if possible, Cu Chulainn wanted to have a real battle with the one who maintained his mind.

The sense of oppression brought by Hercules became even stronger. He seemed to be gathering his own strength. The muscles on his body were so strong and swollen that it made people suspect that even a sharp knife would be difficult to pierce through. .

One foot crushed the ground in front of him, and Hercules' frenzied figure rushed up in an instant.

The sharp ax and sword shattered the air and struck directly at Cu Chulainn.

The speed of the attack was so fast that Cu Chulainn couldn't dodge it for a while, so he could only block it with a long spear in front of him.

The sonic boom-like sound of air tearing suddenly sounded, and Cu Chulainn's face was immediately filled with astonishment.However, before he could react, the powerful muscular strength was transmitted immediately.

"Varied..........."

Even if his feet were inserted into the ground, it was difficult to stop. Cu Chulainn was holding a spear in his hand, and he was directly sent flying by Hercules' ax and sword, turning into a blue shadow and flying towards the sky and far away. .

"Ah, Lancer, fly away..."

Seeing Cu Chulainn spinning in the air and gradually going away, Hill blinked.

The rest of the people present fell into silence.

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Chapter 022: The Woman Who Wears the Most Hats (33.5/n)

Fuyuki City, inside the park.

The atmosphere at the scene became a little weird. Because of Lancer Cu Chulainn's dramatic "exit", Artoria and Archer, who were preparing for the battle, were stunned for a moment.

Even the master of Hercules, Illya, was a little absent-minded at this time.

However, she immediately restrained the expression on her face, folded her hands on her chest, and said with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Go! Berserker! Smash them all!"

As if she had discovered something novel, Ilya's emotions were a little high, she raised her chin, and the smile on her face became brighter.

However, this time Hercules did not continue any action.

"Berserker?"

Illya looked at Hercules in confusion. She always felt that her servant was in a strange state tonight.

No, to be more specific, it should be that the other party has become strange since he met the boy in the silver armor.

"Hercules, do you still know me?"

Hill looked up at the tall figure in front of him. Although the opponent's body was surrounded by madness at the moment, it seemed that the opponent's reason had not been completely swallowed up.

However, Hercules still did not answer Hill's question.

The heavy panting brought up a thick white air, which gushed out from between his mouth and nose. Hercules just looked at Hill like that, without moving.

"I see."

Obviously the other party didn't say anything, but Hill suddenly opened his mouth as if he understood something, which made Arturia and Archer a little confused.