Straight for the Greater Grail

Servant Achilles continued explaining, "We had three saint-type Servants on our side: Jeanne d'Arc, Martha, and Shirou Amakusa. I got some weapons with purifying power from them and kept them on me. Before this, we were competing to see who was stronger, so I didn't use them."

"When you were strengthened by the Command Spell just now, I still hadn't figured out exactly how strong you had become, so I kept my trump cards hidden and waited for an opportunity. You never gave me one, until now, when I risked my life to lure you into attacking. Sure enough, your immortality went to your head and you rushed in to kill me. So in the end, I won!"

Vampire Achilles gave a bitter smile. "Heh... Looks like I became too arrogant after gaining a vampire's immortality. I actually overlooked that. You did well. From the standpoint of saving the world, you did very well. This is how you should be, while I was careless."

As soon as he finished speaking, Vampire Achilles's body began to burn. It turned into charcoal, fell to the ground, and shattered into pieces.

Servant Achilles looked at the vampire's still-intact head and said to the version of himself whose eyes still retained a faint glimmer, "Were you really arrogant? Was your carelessness truly just carelessness?"

"Who knows..." Vampire Achilles said with a smile. Then his head finally split apart, and he died.

"Rather than accept control, you used my hand to free yourself. Honestly..." Achilles shook his head slightly and spread his magical energy, completely annihilating the vampire's remains.

To destroy his vampirized self, he had paid a heavy price as well. Fortunately, he had won in the end. If the other him had never intended to fight head-on and had fled the moment he