I Will Be the Son of Man

Illya spoke with great momentum, but Artoria and the others could tell that it was just talking stubbornly.

Besides, the result of the battle is so obvious, no one will believe this rhetoric......

"I see, then, let's decide the winner another day."

Eh?

Some people really believe it......

This thought flashed across everyone's minds at the same time, and they all looked at Hill who spoke just now.

And Ilya couldn't help being stunned for a moment. Originally, she thought that the other party would find a way to end the battle tonight, so she was going to use the Command Seal to retreat.

Didn't expect to be so easy to talk to?

Blinking, Ilya came back to her senses, snorted coldly, and turned her head away from looking at Hill.

"Berserker, retreat."

Patting Hercules on the shoulder, Illya's expression returned to indifference.

And Hercules also followed the other party's instructions, using his feet hard, and jumped directly into the air. After a few seconds, he leaped a certain distance, and then disappeared in the sight of everyone.

"Is this really all right, Hill?"

Arturia hesitated for a while, and stepped forward to ask.After all, judging from the situation just now, if the fight continues, that Hercules is likely to leave the field.

In that case, the most powerful enemy in this holy grail war can be solved, and their hope of winning will be a little bit more.

"It's ok."

Hill shook his head lightly, and retracted the silver armor on his body.

"And if I continue to fight, I may not be sure that I can consume Hercules' life again."

The previous thunder gun consumed a lot of his magic power, and with the initial melee combat, Hill's stomach has almost digested it.

Hill turned to look at Emiya Shirou who was sitting on the ground, stretched out his hand, and pulled him up from the ground.

"Are you alright, Shirou?"

"Huh? Hmm... just a few minor scrapes, nothing to worry about. Thank you, Hill..."

Emiya Shirou seemed to have not recovered from the previous battle, he paused for a while before answering Hill's question.

"Then, let's go first, Shirou."

After observing Emiya Shirou's state and finding that there was indeed nothing wrong with the other party, Hill looked away.

Then, he looked up at Archer who was standing on the eaves.

"Are you going to fight tonight?"

Archer shook his head lightly, he has no hobby of self-torture.

"Well, are you going back like this?"

"At the very least, I want to give you a good thank you, Hill. After all, you've been beaten by you twice in a row..."

Goo~!

At this time, an untimely sound suddenly sounded, making the air suddenly quiet.

"No, that wasn't the sound my stomach was making."

Artoria subconsciously explained that in the past, her group of knights and Merlin would look at her with strange but clear eyes.

"it's me."

Hill admitted it straightforwardly, because after a battle, he was indeed hungry.

Emiya Shirou was stunned for a second, then he seemed to remember something, and immediately spoke.

"In this case, do you want to stay and have a supper before leaving?"

Hill thought for a while, and he couldn't help recalling the taste of the meal he enjoyed at the other party's house.

"is it okay?"

"Hmm! After all, this is the only way I can repay him now."

Emiya Shirou saw that Hill agreed, his eyes brightened, and at the same time he scratched his face a little embarrassedly.

After all, the other party has rescued him twice, but he can only repay him in this way, which is indeed a bit "shabby".

"Then, please..."

Hill hadn't finished speaking when a sound of hurried footsteps came from far and near.

"Aha, aha........I'm exhausted, teach those guys, don't let me in no matter what......"

"Really, I am also a participant in the Holy Grail War!"

Tohsaka Rin half-supported her waist while panting slightly, then pushed open the door, and saw a group of people all standing in the courtyard, looking straight at her.

Eh?Is the battle over......

That guy, Archer, didn't report to me again!

Brows twitched a few times, Tohsaka Rin tried his best to hide his anger, and looked at Archer standing on the eaves of the wall.

But Archer didn't make any reaction, just turned into spirit particles and dissipated in the air.

Rin Tohsaka turned her head back a little stiffly, and faced the group of people standing in the courtyard looking at her again.

"Good evening, everyone..."

"Uh... If Tohsaka is here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

Seeing that the atmosphere seemed a bit awkward, Emiya Shirou quickly relieved it.

"Then, then, I will interrupt you, Emiya-san."

Rin Tohsaka coughed lightly, her face regained her elegance, and she controlled herself not to look at Hill who was looking at her with confused eyes.

But immediately, Hill raised his head again and shouted to the sky.

"Anna, do you want to come too?"

Violence, have you been exposed......

Anna on the Pegasus was startled by Hill's sudden call, she pursed her lips slightly, and finally controlled the reins, let the Pegasus fall slowly, and then walked to Hill's side.

Emiya Shirou glanced at the people in the courtyard and counted the number of people.

There should be enough ingredients in the refrigerator......

Nodding his head, Emiya Shirou turned around and looked at his house.

However, after seeing the house with several rooms destroyed, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Forget it, let's find someone to fix it tomorrow...

However, it seems a bit hard to think of a reason......

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"Really, that guy can't really be [Hero of Silver]......"

Sitting on the shoulders of Hercules, Illya recalled the scene of the previous battle, and the possibility of the impossible guess in her heart became higher and higher.

If it is true, some other method must be adopted......

After all, according to the records, that guy seems to be as powerful as Berserker, no, is he even stronger than Berserker......

Illya didn't intend to think about why [Hero of Silver] appeared in modern times and became the master.

Because even if you know the reason, you can't change the current situation, so it's better to focus on the problem in front of you first.

Just as Illya was thinking about how to deal with Hill, Hercules suddenly stopped.

"Berserker?"

Illya frowned and asked, but without getting a response, she already knew the reason why her servant stopped.

Because, at this moment, there is a man holding a hideous spear standing in front of them...

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Chapter 031: The Last Glory (39.5/n)

The chilly night wind blew past, stirring up the withered yellow leaves on the ground.

The cold moonlight pierced through the clouds and just illuminated half of his body.

Long dark blue hair, red eyes, bloody battle marks, that ferocious spear, and the slightly waving beast tail behind him......

Illya frowned, she recognized that the person blocking her was the Lancer who was knocked into the air by Berserker last night.

"Are you asking for trouble again? It seems that the lesson I taught you last night was not enough, Lancer."

"Berserker, beat him out again!"

Ilya, who was already feeling a little unhappy because of what happened to Hill tonight, just vented all her anger on the servant opposite.

【Silver Hero】It may be difficult to deal with, but Lancer is not an opponent at all!

With a cold snort, Illya didn't think that this Lancer, who was just sent flying last night, would have the strength to defeat her own Berserker a day later.

However, don't the other party understand such a simple truth?Is it the folly of the opposing Master?Or is there another strategy or something...

Ilya, who was originally angry, calmed down a little, and she couldn't help but look at the man opposite again.

Indeed, the other party gave her a very different feeling from last night.Moreover, even the appearance and weapons have changed, as if they were replaced by another person.

Is it the effect of some kind of skill or Noble Phantasm of the other party......

Illya frowned and thought about it, but no matter what, since the servant in front of her came to make trouble, she didn't intend to let it go.

"Berserker, get rid of him."

Leaping lightly, she landed firmly on the ground from Hercules' shoulders, and Illya took a few steps back, lest she would be affected by the battle.

Hot white gas spewed out from Hercules' mouth and nose, and he was already holding the melted ax sword in his hand.Although the damage to the weapon was very serious, the ax and sword had a strange sense of fit even in their current state because of their astonishing length and width.