The Calamity Comes to an End

He should have been buried with his wife ten years ago.

At that moment, Illya, who was lying in Emiya Kiritsugu's palm, opened her eyes. In her dazed state, she seemed to feel her father's warmth.

She spoke softly.

"Dad..."

Upon hearing that gentle voice, Emiya Kiritsugu, who was already on the verge of his limit, smiled, and his eyes regained their clarity.

No, it still has meaning.

After all...

The version of myself that couldn't protect everything before has successfully protected everything this time, hasn't it?

I'm already satisfied this time...

"Where are we going, Daddy...?"

"Go home."

Emiya Kiritsugu softly, without any hesitation.

His steps became more steady, and his face was full of his signature smile.

Despite the lingering pain of the curse and the burning sensation throughout his body, what did it matter?

As a Magecraft and assassin, he couldn't overcome the curse, but as a father, he could.

All he wanted to do now was hold and protect this tiny snowflake, and then...

Take her home.

"Oh my, oh my, this is quite a sight to behold."

The delicate petals danced in the air, and before anyone knew it, the Black Mud beneath their feet had transformed into a field of flowers.

But he kept moving forward, completely unaware that his body had long since lost Emiya Kiritsugu.

Until...

He saw it; a light appeared at the end of the sea of flowers.

That was a figure, a reliable figure to whom one could entrust everything.

"Yes... you're here... that's great..."

"I'm leaving everything to you from now on."

Upon seeing this figure appear, Emiya Kiritsugu gently passed the snowflake in his hand, then, with a smile on his lips, like firewood that had burned out completely, his body lost all strength and finally collapsed quietly in the flower field.

"No, you should protect your snowflakes with your own hands."

"But... you've really worked hard. Get some rest. Now it's my turn to take over."

Taking Illya from his arms, Rovey raised his hand and levitated Emiya Kiritsugu's body in mid-air, preserving his last breath.

After entrusting the father and daughter to Merry's care, he looked up at the dark emptiness of the sky, then at the still obsessive red dragon, and slowly reached out his hand.

You've all done a great job.

Now, let me bring this all to a close.

When you wake up, everything will return to normal...

Chapter 397 The Disaster Subsides

Call out!

A sudden whooshing sound rang out in the night. In an instant, a dark purple light streaked across the night sky at an extremely fast speed. Its figure arrived almost instantly, and in a flash, it pierced straight towards the huge red dragon in the sky.

The terrifying speed even left a long trail in the night sky, accompanied by sonic booms. Yet, even this lightning-fast attack was swept away by the rolling mud from the sky at the last moment before it was about to hit.

As the dark red light fell from the sky, the expression on the blue figure's face became extremely strange.

"It's this ending again... Honestly, this scene is really frustrating..."

With swift steps, Cú Chulainn quickly arrived at the scene. He reached out and pulled the Gáe Bolg from the Black Mud. He looked up at the huge red dragon in the sky, his heart filled with complex emotions. At this moment, he truly had no other options left.

Due to the restrictions of his class, he did not bring his chariot this time, so he had no ability to fly. Therefore, no attack could hit him. Even if he threw his Gáe Bolg, the result would only be that it would be covered by the falling Black Mud.

Because the enormous red dragon was merely a beast composed of Black Mud, it naturally lacked a heart. This meant that his Gáe Bolg couldn't lock onto the heart at all. As for the performance of his Noble Phantasm just now, it seemed more like...

He threw the gun with tremendous force, and then nothing happened.

This scene left him feeling utterly powerless.

The compatibility between them is absolutely terrible.

He then glanced at the other group of guys.

Hercules had already abandoned his initial state and was now going all out. He unleashed a variety of Noble Phantasm one after another. His continuous drawing and firing of the bow alone created the effect of a volley of arrows, enough to make Cú Chulainn feel ashamed.

This guy is a complete monster...

What about the others?

He glanced at Lionheart King again.

I'm going to try and make my presence felt by getting involved with this Servant's about the same level.

Result...

But he saw that the Lionheart King was fighting even more skillfully Hercules.

Thanks to the Command Seal replenishing his magical energy, he is in better condition than ever before, and his Noble Phantasm is also extremely effective in this situation.

He gripped a sword in each hand, and then a continuous stream of golden energy was hurled from between his two swords, creating a visual effect of an infinite firepower dual-sword style that made Cú Chulainn envious.

He suddenly felt that his Gáe Bolg was somewhat embarrassing.

Is there really a limit to how powerful a single Noble Phantasm be?

Hateful...

He really wanted to break the Gáe Bolg in his hand, exchange it for his other Noble Phantasm, and fire light cannons with them.

Although that's obviously impossible, well...

Speaking of changing his Noble Phantasm Cú Chulainn suddenly realized that he actually did possess that item.

And so, to the astonishment of Lionheart King, Cú Chulainn soon took out the Fragarach that Bazett had given him.

Although Cú Chulainn was somewhat surprised to see this thing again in this era, he didn't dwell on it.

After all, King Arthur's scabbard and the holy sword Durandal had been lost to the world for a long time. It was normal for the sword to be passed around by others after his death, and he was actually quite glad that this happened.

After all, it was because of this sword that he was able to be summoned by his current Master and wield it once again.

So...

"Come on, strike last but arrive first, Fragarach!"

Cú Chulainn raised the demon sword in his hand, hung it on his arm, and aimed it at the red dragon in the sky.

Faced with the continuous flow of Black Mud, the demonic sword in his hand reacted immediately.

Swish!

In the blink of an eye, the deep blue demonic sword cleaved through the boundaries of space, reaching the red dragon's chest and piercing through it completely.

"We won!"

Upon seeing this, Cú Chulainn couldn't help but cheer.

This thing is indeed much more effective than the magic spear. Even Evils of Humanity would likely be harmed if hit by such an attack, giving them a chance to launch a counterattack...

"What kind of joke is this...?"

Before he could even feel happy for long, the smile on Cú Chulainn's face froze completely.

Because he saw that although the red dragon in the sky had been pierced by the Fragarach, it was still not seriously injured. Even the wound caused by the divine sword was quickly filled by the mud and was soon restored to its original state.

This scene made Cú Chulainn's eyebrows twitch wildly.

No, bro, did you open it?

Playing like that really makes me look stupid.

Seeing that not only the Gáe Bolg, but even the Fragarach could not inflict any damage on his opponent, Cú Chulainn was filled with deep doubt.

He wondered if this guy really had a health bar? Was it really possible to defeat him?

The red dragon, pierced and then restored by the Fragarach, glanced at Cú Chulainn in the next moment.

Sajyou Manaka looked at everything in front of her with some annoyance.

The harassment from so many Servant annoyed her. Apart from the Grand Servant could never catch her target and was the most threatening in himself, she didn't really care about the others. After all, none of them could harm her, and at the moment they were all in the mire called the All the World's Evil.

Because she had analyzed the Holy Grail, she naturally obtained a sample of the All the World's Evil and knew the harm it caused to humanity. Therefore, Sajyou Manaka made the most of it by recreating it and unleashing it to weaken or eliminate these creatures in one fell swoop.

The current situation makes her doubt whether she is truly lacking in skill.

Is this truly the All the World's Evil? It feels like just a drop of dirty water; there's not even the slightest sign of corruption.

This made her start to think about what was going on.

"Oh?"

Hearing the chattering sounds around him, Cú Chulainn seemed to notice the confusion in the red dragon's eyes, and directly mocked, "You seem confused, huh? Is it because you've discovered your methods aren't working on us? If you're waiting for us to give in to our own depravity, then there's no need to wait, because that thing has been working all along."

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing, it's just that ever since I got involved with this stuff, images from the past that I don't want to face have been constantly replaying in my ears and before my eyes. There's also a voice that keeps telling me about the evil of humanity and other inexplicable things. But you need to understand some things, okay? Do you think we got here and became heroes just because of good luck? Every hero here carries malice, curses, and other burdens... What does this little thing of yours mean to us?"

"I agree with you, Cú Chulainn."

Soon, Lionheart King jumped off the Black Mud. "Because of my weak will, I once became a villain and committed many wrongdoings. But because of the help I received, I can now stand here again, shining brightly, and my heart is no longer filled with confusion."

"So for us, who have crossed countless abysses and valleys, if we are easily corrupted by something like this, then we don't deserve to be called heroes."

The Lionheart King raised his sword, its gleam shining even brighter.

Indeed, this is true; the All the World's Evil does not have the direct power to corrupt people.

This thing only amplifies the weaknesses in people's hearts, magnifies the dark side they don't want to face, makes them waver, and gradually induces Servants to become ruthless and more insane. But that effect only applies to Servant beliefs are not firm. Every hero standing here at this moment is someone who has carried out his own will. In the current situation, the All the World's Evil will of course have no effect on them anymore.

In Cú Chulainn's words, if one could be influenced by something like this, then one's heroism would be far too mediocre.

"You are indeed somewhat different from the servants I predicted..."

Swish!

Seeing that her ordinary tricks were useless, and unable to shake off these annoying guys, Sajyou Manaka, controlling the red dragon, was about to say something when King Hassan, who had been missing without a trace, suddenly appeared in the sky and swung his sword at a tricky angle, severing her wing.

You, you guys... let me finish speaking!!

"This guy is ridiculously strong, even stronger than Hassan Hercules."

Upon seeing King Hassan draw his sword, both Cú Chulainn and Lionheart King had the same thought.

After all, it wasn't just Sajyou Manaka who didn't notice; the other two hadn't realized how he had gotten to that position either. Moreover, even if the three of them attacked separately, they couldn't cause any damage. Yet, Hassan had turned the tide with a single sword strike.

That's why they thought Hassan was the strongest.

Although Hercules is clearly the most terrifying in terms of Noble Phantasm and the sense of oppression, sometimes those fancy things can't compare to pure power. King Hassan has only used an unnamed greatsword and a huge shield so far, yet even so, he has been able to keep opening up opportunities right under the nose of the Red Dragon, something that the other heroes consider difficult to do.

Given his current level of stealth, if he really wanted to kill someone, he could visit each master one by one, one sword at a time, and Cú Chulainn wouldn't even have a chance to defend himself.

At the same time, Cú Chulainn was also very fortunate that this person was not an enemy, but now a comrade-in-arms.

"Finally, you've fallen! Great, now I have room to maneuver. Although I don't like ganging up on the weak, there's no need to talk about chivalry when dealing with evil people. Let's concentrate our firepower and take you down quickly."

Seeing that the wings of the red dragon, which was the incarnation of Sajyou Manaka, had been cut off by King Hassan and imbued with the concept of death, making it unable to regenerate for a time, Cú Chulainn did not hesitate. With the Fragarach in his left hand and the Gáe Bolg in his right, he rushed directly towards the huge red dragon.

Count me in.

Lionheart King, without hesitation, summoned his companions again, concentrating their speed to launch a combined attack.

Hercules, meanwhile, drew back his bowstring and fired precisely at the red dragon's head, intending to inflict continuous damage.

These continuous combo attacks completely enraged Sajyou Manaka.

"You damned bastards... since you're all dead, get back where you belong! Don't even think about stopping me!"

Despite not knowing how to fight, not being good at fighting, and having no desire to fight, even after obtaining the top-tier body of a young Beast, she still managed to make a sure-win fight look so ugly.

If she possessed the full combat power and experience of Goetia or Tiamat, the battle wouldn't have turned out so ugly, even with King Hassan present.