I, Heracles, Am a Peerless Hero! / Berserker Is the Strongest!

"Fall apart? Why did you fall apart?" François stood there blankly.

How can a familiar and Magus fall out? That doesn't make sense, does it?

"Because Merlin threw Fou off the top of the Tower of Avalon!"

"Uh..." François was speechless for a moment, but then he thought about it and realized that this did seem to be Merlin's style.

His master's master always did things in such an unconventional way?

François felt he couldn't think any further; there was too much information involved.

Yuxian gave François a little time to think before asking, "Are you also a participant in this Holy Grail War?"

The Servant in front of him didn't evoke any hostility in him. Compared to the other Servant he had met before, this one was more like a comedian, especially with his face covered in footprints, which left a particularly strong impression on Yuxian.

That's how it seems, at least for now.

François nodded. "My Master has been invited to participate in this Holy Grail War."

"However, we have no desire for the Holy Grail itself."

François was telling the truth; Francesca and he were the same person, so he naturally knew what Francesca was thinking.

For them, fun and interesting things are the most important.

"And you?" François asked. "Why are you here?"

"As far as I know, you are not participants in the Holy Grail War, nor are they Servant summoned by the Holy Grail."

"Heroic Spirit summoned through other means?"

François voiced his doubts, glancing repeatedly at Little Jeanne.

"And... who is this little girl who looks a lot like Saintess Jeanne d'Arc?"

Wisdom teeth are really uncomfortable...

Chapter 31, Section 545: I, Heracles, am a hero of unparalleled might!

"I am Jeanne d'Arc!"

Little Jeanne answered Fran's question with great composure.

"But I'm not Saintess, I'm Santa Claus!"

In Little Jeanne's opinion, the Saintess was nowhere near as prestigious as Santa Claus, who brought gifts and joy to everyone.

"It really is Jeanne-chan!" Fran's eyes lit up, and he ran up to the Little Jeanne of Arc, touching her here and there as if he had seen something incredible.

Little Jeanne slapped his hand away in disgust. She wasn't someone who could be touched by just anyone, and this person whose face was covered in Fou's footprints was clearly not one of them.

"Get out of here!"

"If you keep doing this, I'm going to get angry, and I'm even afraid of myself when I get angry!"

Fran did not make any further advances, but his eyes continued to scrutinize Little Jeanne, as if he had seen some rare treasure, their gazes Gilgamesh.

"It really is Jeanne-chan from when I was little! I'm so lucky!"

"Jeanne-chan was so cute when she was little!"

Seeing Fran's overly familiar manner, Little Jeanne blinked and asked, "Do you know me as an adult?"

"Yes, yes!" Fran nodded repeatedly. "I not only know Saintess of Jeanne d'Arc, but I'm also good friends with Gilles."

The Gilles mentioned by Fran naturally refers to Gilles de Rais.

It's not surprising that the marshal's friend knew Jeanne d'Arc.

Seeing Fran's head constantly leaning closer, Little Jeanne pushed him away.

"But I don't know you, so you'd better not come near me!"

She always felt that the person in front of her was strange, and she didn't want to have anything to do with him at all, so it was better to stay away from him.

Little Jeanne wasn't someone who would lose her way after a few kind words; gaining her approval required rigorous testing.

Yuxian watched Fran constantly harassing Little Jeanne and pondered this seemingly erratic Servant.

Someone connected to Merlin, and a friend of the Marshal... who could it be?

Before he could reach a conclusion, a loud noise interrupted Yuxian's thoughts.

Perhaps it was because of Fou's angry kick, or perhaps Fran was relieved to see Little Jeanne, but Alcides and Hippolyta were trapped in the illusion, broke free from the illusion and began to fight again.

The noise Yuxian heard was the result of the two exchanging blows with their Noble Phantasm.

"Oh no! I completely forgot about those two!"

Fran realized his mistake, but by the time he did, it was too late.

A huge tremor came, Yuxian's feet wobbled, causing him to stumble unsteadily.

"What's going on?"

Yuxian quickly steadied himself and gathered the children around him.

At this point, Fran re-enacts the scene showing the location of Alcides and Hippolyta.

Yuxian saw the moment Hippolyta disappeared. He couldn't see the expression on her face, but he knew the result: she lost.

This Amazon Queen was once again slain by Alcides, just as she had in life.

"Oh dear, I'm going to scold myself..." Fran muttered softly.

Now that the battle was over, Fran simply withdrew his illusion. Alcides immediately noticed Yuxian and his group not far away and instantly turned his gaze towards them.

"What are you looking at!"

The children shouted angrily at Alcides.

Alcides raised his bow without hesitation, forcing the enemy hiding nearby to his guard.

Even though there were quite a few people on the other side, and even though there were several children among them, he was fearless.

If you want war, then let's fight.

Yuxian narrowed his eyes, and Mash raised her shield to defend against the possible attack. It seemed that a battle was inevitable.

Fran, realizing something was wrong, quickly stepped forward and said, "Stop! Stop! Don't fight! Don't fight!"

We've already made a mistake; we can't let them start fighting again this time.

"Everyone, stop fighting. Let's call it a day and go our separate ways..."

Before he finished speaking, a tall figure slowly emerged from the void.

"Roar!--"

Boom!

As soon as the tall figure appeared, he roared and slammed his great axe down fiercely.

Fran swallowed his words, his face turning somewhat grim.

Not again? Is this even going to work?

"Berserker!!!"

Illya recognized the person immediately and shouted excitedly.

Then Da Vinci's voice slowly drifted over.

"I'm so sorry, I have no choice..."

Da Vinci said helplessly, "If we don't let him go over there soon, the central control room will be completely demolished!"

Yuxian could hear the weariness in Da Vinci's voice; clearly, the Chaldea steward had just had a very arduous experience.

"Let him vent, I'm going to catch up on some sleep."

After that, Da Vinci's voice disappeared, the call was cut off, and he passed the burden to Yuxian.

"Heracles!!!"

Alcides gritted his teeth and uttered the name of the person in front of him, enunciating each word clearly, "Why you!"

He wouldn't have lost his composure like this against any enemy, but the person before him was Heracles, himself, the other side of himself that he had already abandoned.

"Roar!!!"

Heracles roared and charged forward like a tank, smashing his great axe incessantly.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

The relentless bombardment, resembling a demolition crew, left the already dilapidated underground factory ruins in even more disarray.

Debris and dust flew everywhere, scattering across the ground like raindrops.

"Hit him! Hit him! Berserker, hit him!" Illya shouted, jumping up and down and waving her little fists, her excited little face turning bright red.

Hearing Illya's cheers, Heracles's attacks became even more ferocious, as if he had received the blessing of Command Spells, and his momentum surged significantly.

Fran blinked, still not understanding the reason behind this sudden change.

But that didn't stop him from watching the fight from the sidelines.

Since he couldn't stop it, he decided to enjoy it wholeheartedly—that was his philosophy.

"Hitting myself... I need to learn how... I might need it sometime..." he muttered to himself.

Yuxian watched the scene unfold before him without saying a word to stop it; he could guess why Heracles had appeared.

Alcides touched a nerve.

As a hero Heracles would never target a child, especially one named Illyasviel.

By doing this, Alcides was completely negating him, negating the name Heracles.

Heracles's rage surged, his eyes flashing with ferocity. He descended upon the world in a rage, solely to deal with Alcides.

Kill any trace of resentment that might exist in his heart.

I, Heracles, harbor no resentment!

I, Heracles, fear nothing!

I, Heracles, am a hero of unparalleled glory!

I, Heracles, am the strongest Berserker who protects Illya!

Roar!!!

Chapter 32, Section 546: Berserker is the strongest!

Faced with Heracles's unreasonable and relentless bombardment, Alcides retreated repeatedly.

He knew the strength of the person before him perfectly well; it was none other than himself.

No one knew his own abilities better than himself, especially since he discovered that Heracles before him possessed extraordinary strength.

This power is stronger than his current self; it is a version of himself that has been enhanced by power.

Alcides found it very difficult.

However, he also discovered Heracles's weakness: he was not flexible enough and lacked Hercules's agility.

"Was it a trade-off of dexterity for power?"

He noticed this situation, had a plan in mind, and decided to start from this point.

However, Heracles would never give him such an opportunity.

The fierce attacks came at him like a relentless downpour, without any pause.