I Will Be the Son of Man

Before Artoria and Anna could react, Hill stretched out his hand and caught the arrow shot from the dark.

The force transmitted from the arrow was a little bit beyond his expectation, and Hill increased his strength to prevent the arrow from falling out of his hand.

At the same time, Hill was already standing on the promenade outside.

He raised his head and looked in the direction of the eaves.

Under the cold moonlight, the white snow is floating slightly.

On the eaves of the wall, a tall figure was standing there.

Judging from the height alone, the opponent is already over 2.5 meters.The muscular body with bulging muscles and bones reminds people of statues made by gods.

However, the aura permeating the other party's body contained a slight sense of depravity.

The appearance of the opponent cannot be seen clearly, because a long cloth covers his head, hiding his face underneath.

However, that smell was quite familiar to Hill.

"Hercules..."

However, before Hill could ask, the tall figure jumped up and left the house.

However, the aura on the opponent's body was not concealed, as if inviting Hill to follow him.

"Anna, Saber, you stay here and protect Shirou and the others."

After leaving such a sentence, Hill leaped out without hesitation, followed the aura, submerged into the darkness, and chased after the opponent.

After a while, Anna and Artoria realized what had happened.

They originally planned to keep up with Hill's figure to prevent any accidents to Hill, but after thinking of Hill's words left behind, they couldn't help but stop.

For a while, the two fell into entanglement...

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Chapter 036: Human Rights Survival Guarantee Organization (15/n)

All kinds of faces emerged in Alcaides' mind.

A typical cowardly tyrant, crying loudly while his legs were limp.

【I see!Just let me praise you!Let me praise you in the name of king! 】

[So, so, don't keep approaching me, dead monster! 】

Said the blond man with his haughty attitude.

[So, are you [Hercules]? 】

【Fantastic!I really envy!You are indeed the monster that the rumors say you are! 】

[Don't worry though.When I use you, I will treat you well. 】

【I...... Only when you are with this king, you will not be a monster. 】

[He is a great hero who protects the future king! 】

A beloved woman said when she chose death herself.

[You are not wrong at all. 】

【So, please don't hate the world. 】

[Please don't hate your bloodline. 】

【You are very strong, so you can definitely do it. 】

[But I can't do it. 】

The man said the moment before he broke the neck of the man who was supposed to be the enemy soldier and threw it into the flames.

【Father.........】

Said the pure white boy who was loved by the gods and loved by the world.

[[Hercules]?I'm not some [Hero of Silver], you can just call me by my name. 】

[Friends seem to be called by their first names directly. 】

..........

It has nothing to do with the order of meeting, the memories in this short moment, the figures of one person after another overlap and disappear.

In the final analysis, my destiny in this life is just a plaything of the Olympus gods.

The divinity derived from blood, the divine power derived from infancy, and the curse of madness......

If this is the case, perhaps the resentment hidden in the bottom of my heart is not so strong.

But when that Wugou existence that condensed all the favors in the world appeared in front of him, perhaps, for just that simple moment, an emotion called "jealousy" appeared in his heart.

On one side is a natural "monster", but is extolled as a hero.

One side is a natural "hero", but refuses to admit everything.

However, the "monster" and the "hero" became friends.

That flawless figure seemed to reflect the world, making him feel his own "ugliness" while feeling that the other party was more dazzling.

If there are no gods, can one's life be changed?Even if it was born into this world with a different attitude......

However, those small possibilities no longer exist.

Then, all the anger and resentment can only be turned into arrows, piercing all gods.

...........

"Hercules, do you hate me?"

Alcaides didn't make any answer, nor did he make any movement, just stood quietly on the mountain road.

The cold wind blew the long scarf on his head, shaking it slightly.

"I see."

Hill blinked, raised his head again, and looked at the other party.

"What about your former master? That person seems to be worried about you."

"It's just a house-playing game. Besides, the me at that time wasn't me."

Finally, Alcaides responded.

However, Hill's topic turned, which made him feel a little confused.

"Then, we'll have to say goodbye afterwards, Hercules."

"My name is Alcaides."

"Well, I know. But you're also Hercules."

The whirlwind of magic swept the falling snow in the sky, and Hill's pure white hair fluttered slightly.

"You don't understand at all."

Alcaides' voice became lower, and his hand was already on the bowstring.

However, he didn't intend to say anything more, because tonight, the task he received from the Master he had never met was to defeat him here.

"I know, because from the beginning, I just wanted to go home."

There was a faint silver circle around the golden pupils, and those clear eyes reflected his figure, as if they could see through everything about him, which made Alcaides instantly annoyed.

"How can you, who is loved by everyone in this world, understand the feeling of a 'monster'!"

Bronze arrows shot out, and the wind blowing away the snow on the ground made a straight trajectory.

click.

He stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the flying arrow. This time, Hill did not retreat.

"Because, I used to be a 'monster' too."

"And, Hercules, is my friend."

The movement of Alcaides' hands paused, he looked at the pure white figure standing under the mountain path, and looked at the look in his eyes.

That is, the color of what has been lost in the past.

"It's ridiculously naive. Now I'm just a vengeful ghost."

"You who are related to the gods, I will also destroy them all."

Breathing became calm again, and the aura on Alcaides' body became quieter.

"Then it's just a beating. Like Jason, who makes mistakes every time."

"Heh! If you can do it, come and try it."

boom.

Two sonic booms exploded at the same time, and the snowflakes falling in the sky became messy.

After tying the belt full of [spirit] to his giant bow to further strengthen it, Alcaides swept away a piece of snow on the ground.

The raised white snowflakes passed by Hill's cheeks, carrying a hint of coldness.

He didn't use the silver sword, nor did he use the bow. Hill even took back the silver armor in his body, and just swung his fist.

After smashing the oncoming snowflakes, and when the exploding snowflakes flew in all directions, Hill grabbed the giant bow flying past his head with one hand.

The air pierced by the giant bow slightly prickled his scalp, but Hill's movements did not stop, and the punch from bottom to top hit Alcaides' chin.

Alcaides' chin was slightly tilted back, he turned sideways, stabilized his center of gravity, swept his legs like a heavy axe, brought up a piece of falling snow, and chopped it towards the boy's waist.

Hill's hand holding the giant bow twisted backhand, and the elbow that was pressed down suddenly hammered at the sweeping leg that was chopping upwards.

As if suddenly bearing dozens of times of gravity, Alcaides felt the pain in the part hit by the elbow.

Subconsciously, his right leg bent his knees and stepped on the ground to prevent his body from toppling over, but the ground he was standing on was dented and shattered at that moment.