Evacuation

Indeed, tragedy and sorrow are not something to be celebrated, but they should never be forgotten. Humanity's purpose is to reflect on sorrow, then transcend it, and move towards the future. If your wish is fulfilled, then what about the efforts of those who mourn the departed and those who strive for the future?

The future is formed by the accumulation of the past; to deny the past and change history means to lose the future.

"Therefore, altering the past is an absolutely unforgivable atrocity. If you truly want to achieve miracles for humanity, the Holy Grail should be used in the future, not the past!"

"... So, that's your answer?"

After a brief silence, Amakusa Shirou asked Chiron a question.

"Sorry, I will not fight for your 'foolish wish'."

Archer readily rejected their attempts to win him over.

"So--"

Amakusa Shirou's smile faded, revealing for the first time an emotion other than a smile:

"Then you are my enemy, Archer."

"There's no need to confirm this anymore."

Since the words have already been spoken, there is no need to go back on them.

From the very beginning, Archer was Servant of the [Black] faction, while Amakusa Shirou was Master of the [Red] faction. Their positions remained unchanged from the start of the war.

So now Archer's only concern is how to reverse this overwhelmingly unfavorable situation.

"Then Saber..."

Before Amakusa Shirou could finish speaking, the taciturn Saber interrupted him, "I have sworn to wield my sword for my Master. I will never surrender to the enemy."

Having overheard the entire incident, Siegfried showed no emotion regarding Amakusa Shirou's wish, and then silently raised the demonic sword in her hand.

"Then, there's no other way..."

Seeing the Siegfried charging towards him, Amakusa Shirou, having suffered another setback in his attempt to recruit her, sighed helplessly.

Clang--

Sparks flew as the demonic sword and the divine spear clashed, creating distance between them. A figure wielding a long spear halted the advance of Siegfried.

"Are you just going to ignore me like this, Saber?"

"No, I just felt that you would appear in front of me like this."

Looking at the Karna before her, Saber's eyes rekindled with fighting spirit.

The Magecraft that fell from the dome of the room was cast by the Semiramis. Although it was a powerful Magecraft that could Magic Resistance, with a single blow, Ruler easily deflected her attack by waving the holy banner in his hand.

No matter the level of Magecraft, it cannot break Ruler's EX-level Magic Resistance.

The instant Ruler deflected the Magecraft, Chiron simultaneously Projection his Noble Phantasm to launch a sniping attack. Dozens of Noble Phantasm flew toward Semiramis and Amakusa Shirou.

Before the Semiramis could even make a defensive move, a spear swung from the side deflected the incoming Noble Phantasm.

"Thank you, Rider."

"Snort."

The Achilles reluctantly turned his back on Amakusa Shirou. He had already taken the Chiron into his field of vision.

"Oh, so you actually protected him? Have you thrown away your pride as a hero?"

"Although I haven't acknowledged him as my Master yet, now is not the time to kill him."

That being said, after shielding Amakusa Shirou from the attack of the Chiron, there was no further action taken by the Achilles.

Achilles is extremely dissatisfied with fighting his opponent under the control of Amakusa Shirou.

Unlike Karna, who is currently fighting Siegfried, Rider (Achilles) was a stubborn man who refused to fight for Agamemnon because he disapproved of Agamemnon's ways. If he hadn't come to terms with it, he would never have stood on the same side as Amakusa Shirou.

Atalanta stood silently by the battlefield, observing the situation without making a move. Although she was the first Servant to show hostility towards Amakusa Shirou because of the change of Master, she seemed to be caught in a dilemma after hearing the conversation between Amakusa Shirou and Chiron.

"There's really nothing I can do..."

If we rely solely on these lazy Red Faction Servant, even if we don't lose, we won't be able to achieve victory in a short time. What we need now is to resolve the immediate threat as soon as possible; persuading them can be postponed until later.

Amakusa Shirou turned to face the Avicebron with whom he had just signed a contract.

"Then I'll leave it to you, Caster."

"Understood, Master."

Caster remained calm and composed upon hearing the command from the new Master, merely flicking the fingers of her right hand slightly.

In an instant, several golems burst through the chapel doors. These were golems carefully selected and crafted by Avicebron. Made of bronze, iron, and clay, these golems were so lifelike and full of dynamism.

Caster's true skill lies in fighting with numerical superiority. He manipulates a golem with a single finger, intending to drive the [Black] faction's Servant to their doom in one fell swoop.

With a snap of his fingers by Avicebron, the golems launched a sudden attack.

"--!!"

Besides Siegfried Black) who was engaged in fierce combat with Karna), Chiron) drew her bow and Ruler brandished her holy banner to meet the golems. Although the two were not at a disadvantage against the golems, the golems controlled by Caster were no match for those that acted autonomously. Even Servant skilled in melee combat could not easily deal with these golems that combined large physiques with agility.

Moreover, these golems cannot be easily dealt with with just one or two attacks.

When outnumbered, Caster's golem alone might be enough for the [Black] side's Servant to barely cope. However, if the enemy adds Magecraft and other methods of attack, the [Black] side's Servant will quickly be wiped out in the chaotic battle.

Taking advantage of the instant he shattered the golem in front of him, Archer began to scan his surroundings, looking for an opportunity for him and his companions to escape. Although the battlefield was currently maintained at a balance thanks to the fact that Achilles and Atalanta had no intention of fighting, the situation would instantly deteriorate if either of them changed their mindset and joined the battle.

Therefore, whether for the purpose of regrouping or to report the situation, it is necessary to evacuate from this Hanging Gardens of Babylon first. So now...

However, the intense wind pressure passing right in front of him forced Archer to abandon his current idea. Under Caster's control, the two puppets were already charging towards him.

Because they had just regained consciousness, even though their nerves could give commands, their bodies were not yet fully able to react.

"Tsk--"

Archer raised his twin swords in front of him, clearly prepared to take the blow head-on. However, the expected attack did not come; instead, a deafening roar brought him back to his senses.

The two golems that had been about to pounce on him had turned to stone and scattered before him, but what concerned Archer most was the back of the figure blocking his way...

Just like I remember.

"Although I have a lot of questions I want to ask, now doesn't seem like the right time..."

[You brat, wait till we get back and you'll have to explain this to me properly.]

Hearing the telepathic message reaching his heart, Archer shook his head helplessly, but the upward curve of his lips remained impossible to suppress.

[Ah, I understand, Dad]

So I try to keep it updated.

I apologize if the update is not satisfactory.

Chapter 247. Evacuation

"You bastard—!"

Seeing the golem collapse with a crash, the entire battlefield fell into a brief silence. The first to react, the Semiramis, Semiramis, angrily shouted at the intruder, "Do you intend to betray Caster's Master?!"

"That's a very harsh way to put it, Empress of Assyria."

Wang Xiaoming, who had been transferred back to the battlefield, picked at his ear and gave a lazy smile.

If it weren't for the scattered golem fragments lying at his feet, it would be hard to imagine that the golem meticulously crafted by Avicebron could be so easily shattered by this man.

Seeing Wang Xiaoming's lazy demeanor, Amakusa Shirou's usually gentle gaze finally turned serious:

"Mr. Kadoya, is this the decision you've made?"

"Ah, that's right."

Even with the Holy Grail so close at hand?

The smile on Wang Xiaoming's face vanished, and he replied earnestly, "Compared to the vision you describe, I'm more inclined to believe in the future that humanity will forge itself. After all, I'm human too... Besides..."

Leaving behind a slightly drawn-out sentence, Wang Xiaoming's eyes caught another glimpse of Chiron's crimson coat out of the corner of his eye. Although his wounds had healed thanks to magic, the already tattered coat still made Wang Xiaoming's voice inevitably carry a hint of anger—

"My child has also benefited from your care."

"?!?!"

Wang Xiaoming's words once again plunged everyone on the battlefield into an indescribable astonishment. Even the fiercely battling Karna and Siegfried quietly distanced themselves and turned their attention to this side.

"..."

Upon seeing the forced seriousness on Chiron's face and his awkward, unsure-what-to-do gestures with his hands, the Heroic Spirit, who had witnessed countless grand scenes in their previous lives, all exchanged knowing glances.

Heroic Spirit are beings that transcend the timeline, so it wouldn't be surprising if they were summoned in any era. However... to be able to meet one's loved ones in the era in which they are summoned is as difficult as finding a grain of sand in a rushing river.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter reached everyone's ears. Achilles was looking in the direction of Wang Xiaoming and Chiron, a wide, exaggerated smile on his face.

"Hey, Chiron), is this man really your father?"

"..."

Seeing that Chiron did not refute his question, Achilles's smile widened. For him, seeing his opponent suffer a setback, no matter what it was, was enough to make him happy.

Moreover, this Chiron, who always manages to put him at a disadvantage, is the one who is always the one who gets the better of him.

"Whether in life or in death, can't you change your stupid personality even a little bit, Achilles?"

At this moment, a voice suddenly interrupted Achilles's laughter. Although the tone was calm, the tension it contained was self-evident.

"Hey, you bastard—"

Amakusa Shirou reached out and first restrained Achilles, who was glaring angrily at Wang Xiaoming, from making any further moves. Then, he looked at Wang Xiaoming with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Mr. Kadoya, I thought we would become like-minded friends."

"I can't help it, I'm really not a fan of your so-called 'shared interests'."

"I'm sorry then."

As Amakusa Shirou's voice faded, all the puppets around the battlefield, under the control of Avicebron, assumed fighting stances. Even Achilles, because of Wang Xiaoming's "outrageous" remarks, was prepared to rush into the battlefield and give him a "deep lesson."

In other words, the current battle situation has not changed because of Wang Xiaoming's addition. In fact, the situation for the [Black] side and Ruler is even worse than before.

"Dad, you idiot! You should have just stayed hidden. Because of your impulsiveness, we're all probably going to be finished here."

Looking at the grim battlefield before him, Chiron, whose hands conjured weapons, still had the mind to make sarcastic remarks.

"Shut up, you idiot son! I still have a few scores to settle with you!"

Wang Xiaoming laughed and scolded Archer after hearing his complaint, clearly not flustered by the current battle situation.

"Ugh, compared to settling accounts, escaping is more important right now."

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, revealing a confident expression. "If you can't even think of something like this, then there's no point in me stepping forward... So, you still have a lot to learn, you silly son!"

As Wang Xiaoming's voice faded, a streak of crimson lightning shot into the battlefield—

"Really, how dare they start a war here without me? There's a limit to jokes... But never mind. The protagonist is always the last to appear. As a king, it's only natural for him to leisurely step onto the battlefield."

Accompanied by this domineering declaration, a slash that traced an arc flashed across the battlefield. As if drawing a dividing line, this strike completely cleaved the entire battlefield. The floor was severely damaged, and countless wood chips and stone fragments immediately filled the surrounding area.

After the smoke and dust cleared, a figure clad in heavy armor gradually came into view.

"Oh, thank you so much for your guidance before, Caster! You've been a great help!"

The newcomer thanked Lily, who was standing next to Wang Xiaoming, and then turned back to the battlefield.

--It was Mordred, Amakusa Shirou and Semiramis who recognized the newcomer at first glance.

The helmet she wore when we first met was long gone. What was more striking were her vibrant blonde hair, her wild eyes, and her fearless smile.

"Do you also wish to betray us, Mordred!"

Feeling increasingly that things were slipping out of his control, Semiramis shouted in exasperation.

In response, Mordred showed an impatient expression:

"Are you a fool! You're the ones who betrayed me! Didn't you try to kill my Master with your treacherous schemes? From that moment on, you became my enemies!"

"Let's get out of here first!"

Ruler shouted as he saw a gap appear in the encirclement of the golems due to the attack of Mordred.