Are You Some Kind of Fake Fan?

"That was amazing! None of those heroes from ancient history and myths were a match for you!"

Sakura spread her arms and pounced on Allen, who had just returned to the top floor of the building from the docks. Her eyes were filled with naked, undisguised adoration.

Although she had not been there in person, she had watched everything that happened at the docks through high-powered night-vision binoculars.

Especially the scenes where he made fools of the Three Knight Classes—Lancer, Saber, and Archer—with two successive attacks. All the intense feelings she should have held for her father and mother had been transferred onto him.

At this moment, in this little loli's heart, this big brother before her was the most important person in her life. There was no second.

"I told you, I'm very strong. Among these Heroic Spirits, only one person might pose a genuine threat to me." Allen gently rubbed the girl's head as he spoke.

"Huh? That Golden Flash guy?" Sakura raised her little head and asked in surprise.

Allen smiled and nodded. "That's right! Some of King of Heroes Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasms are things even I want to get my hands on."

There was no doubt that, through the opening battle, he had come to understand that Heroic Spirits' Noble Phantasms were essentially the same as Magi's "Magic Crests."

At least in principle, there was no fundamental difference between the two.

It was only that Heroic Spirits, bolstered by faith and the World Will, could grant certain Noble Phantasms terrifying effects that surpassed the five great magics of this world.

Simply put, it was a classic case of overwhelming force solving everything.

That also meant every Noble Phantasm could be copied and taken, just like Emiya Shirou's Inherent Domain—Unlimited Blade Works.

The only question was whether