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Chapter 65: June 5, 2004 Collapse of the Black Faction

As Spartacus charged in, Siegfried and Astolfo, who had been waiting in the distance, raised their weapons.

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"Eeh, do we have to take him down again? I'm so tired~ I want to rest!"

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"Oppressor!!! The same trick won't work twice!!!!"

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"Haa, I have no choice! 『Touch and Fall! - Trap of Argalia』"


And as the Berserker tried to knock away Astolfo's weapon with his own, Siegfried parried Spartacus's sword, and Spartacus's leg was pierced by the lance, forcing his right leg to dematerialize.

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"Don't think this will stop me!!!"

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As golems sprang up around them to subdue the Berserker.

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『I command with a Command Spell. Surpass your limits and slay the oppressor with your Noble Phantasm.』

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"Oooo!!!! Good!!! 『Extreme Difficulty - Howl of the Wounded Beast - War Cry Overlord』


Thud! Thud! Thud!

The golems tried to block and stop Spartacus, but the earth and stones began to shake like a heartbeat.


Even during that process, more and more golems piled onto Spartacus, but Astolfo, sweating cold sweat over the ticking time bomb, said.


"Eh? This is really, really, really! Dangerous! Siegfried, let's get out of here now!"

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Astolfo called and mounted his griffin, and Siegfried mounted the griffin, but it was more dangerous than expected.

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『I command with a Command Spell! Saber, use a Noble Phantasm that surpasses your own limits!』

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Then, Siegfried affirmed his Master's words; he was already prepared to use his Noble Phantasm.

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"Sorry. I think I have to stop that."

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"Eh? Can you stop it?"

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"I don't know…. But, if I don't stop it, I think it will be quite dangerous."

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"Yeah, it looks that way to me too."

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The golems crushed and piled onto Spartacus, but they were only temporarily delaying the activation of his Noble Phantasm. Soon, it would be a time bomb that could explode at any moment.

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And as Spartacus was about to activate his Noble Phantasm, seeing that further delay was impossible, Siegfried got off the griffin and used his Noble Phantasm.


"『Phantasmal Greatsword, Felling of the Sky Demon』Balmung"


A twilight-colored sword aura gathered on Siegfried's sword and released a massive blade of light.


And Spartacus used the clay as a foothold, jumping on one leg with the power of his Noble Phantasm, becoming a cannonball that would pierce through any obstacle as he flew swiftly toward Siegfried.


In the process, it collided with the twilight sword aura.


"Hahahaha, this is love! Oppressor!!! I shall share my love with you!!!!"

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"I refuse…."

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Siegfried frowned and succeeded in slowing the Berserker's speed by pushing his Noble Phantasm's output beyond its limits, but the Noble Phantasm could not kill Spartacus.

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Balmung deals additional damage to those with dragon blood, but Spartacus was human.

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Thus, it couldn't deal additional damage, merely inflicting damage while slowing him down.

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However, Spartacus could convert a portion of the damage inflicted by the enemy into magical energy and accumulate it within his body.


The problem was that the magical energy gathered in his body could be used to boost Spartacus's abilities.

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"Haha, I shall surely reverse this and show you victory!"

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Siegfried also knew that colliding with that would be fatal, so he used his Noble Phantasm to reduce the damage, but honestly, it didn't seem like the damage he would receive would decrease no matter what.

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Spartacus's body began to swell, and Siegfried broke out in a cold sweat.

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If he self-destructs in that state, it would be a huge problem, but in that case, Spartacus wouldn't be safe either.

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But was Spartacus the type to care about such a thing?

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No, he was not.

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He was one who would sacrifice his own body for victory, a true gladiator who would turn the tables.

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The more desperate the situation, the more it heated him up, making him no different from an unstoppable locomotive.

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"Oppressor!!! I shall also share my love with you! 『Howl of the Wounded Beast』Crying Warmonger"

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And as the charge turned into a self-destruction, Siegfried's Noble Phantasm became meaningless, and Spartacus, alive within the sword aura, detonated the accumulated magical energy, neutralizing the Command Spell-enhanced Noble Phantasm Balmung.

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Spartacus, in a half-regenerated state, ran toward Siegfried on one leg, and Siegfried pointed his sword and faced the Berserker.

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The more damage inflicted on the opponent, the more he rampaged, so Siegfried fought in a defensive manner.

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Using Balmung further would be meaningless, so he chose to endure.

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And as he blocked Spartacus's attacks, the sound of footsteps approaching from behind could be heard.

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"Siegfried, is it…."

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And beside the person presumed to be the Master, there were three presumed Servants.

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There was a Servant as small as a sparrow, a Servant in knight's attire, a Servant who seemed to belong to the church, and an enigmatic fox could also be seen, but even Siegfried could perceive they were anything but ordinary.

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『Three Servants? No, one beast and two more are coming……. Huh!? Right, spatial transfer! I command with a Command Spell. Return to me immediately, Saber!』

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Thus, Siegfried withdrew due to a Command Spell-induced spatial transfer, and as the battle came to a close, Spartacus laughed.

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"Hahaha! The oppressor is fleeing! Don't think you can escape from this Spartacus!"

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"That's enough, Spartacus."

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"Master! If you intend to stop me, you are also an oppressor!"

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"The battle is over. Calm your excitement. We are merely moving forward, but with the enemy already gone, I don't see a reason to go out in an excited state."

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"Was that the meaning? Then, you don't intend to stop me!"

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"Right, now that the opponent has gone on the defensive. How about recovering your leg first?"

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"Hmm…, for fighting in the best condition, I see. I shall obey my Master's words!!"

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Spartacus, who seemed like he wouldn't listen to his Master, obediently complied.

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If an oppressor were before him, he would have fought, but now that they had fled, Spartacus had no choice but to accept Akira's words.

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Even as a gladiator, if there is room, it's right to fight in the best condition, and since time wasn't completely lacking now, Spartacus chose not to fight recklessly.

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Thus, with Tamamo's help, Spartacus recovered his right leg and began charging toward the Black Faction once more.

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"Oppressor, here I come!!"

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Becoming a runaway locomotive once again, he devastated everything in his path as he advanced.

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"Mikon, Spartacus is quite something."

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"Indeed. Even for a Berserker, that classification isn't common, I must say."

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"Chirp, aside from charging, he's a human with nothing else!"

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"He is different from a knight, and his mind is a bit, no, quite problematic, but he is still a proud warrior. We should respect him."

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As the Servants' conversation continued, Akira spoke.

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"Shall we depart now."

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"Very well. Let's set off now."

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Not long after, they approached the Black Faction.

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And before their eyes…. Spartacus was immobilized by stakes.

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"Oppressor! Do you think this will stop me!!!!"

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"Do not expect mercy now."

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Thud thud thud thud thud!

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The sound of stakes beyond imagination echoed, but Spartacus was laughing.

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"Ahh, this is it. This is our love! I shall repay that love as well!!!!"

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And Spartacus began to use his Noble Phantasm.

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His muscles began to swell, and magical energy emanated as he shouted.

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"My love explodes! 『Howl of the Wounded Beast』Crying Warmonger"

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And as Lancer retreated, Spartacus exploded.

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The stakes were utterly annihilated, and Spartacus, having used his Noble Phantasm too much, couldn't sustain his spiritual core and was forced to retreat, but Vlad III, who was outside the self-destruct Noble Phantasm's range, frowned and began to withdraw.

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The number of enemy Servants is now four, other factions unknown.

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The separate entity is Jack the Ripper, but for now, destroying the Black Faction is the priority.

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『Master, I can snipe the Black Faction from here now. What should I do?』

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At Emiya's telepathic message, I pondered.

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『Everyone, standby here.』

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『Heh? Does Master have something in mind?』

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『Wouldn't it be fine to push forward right now?』

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『Master, I've caught the black cat. I'm on Rider's chariot and will arrive soon.』

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Then, not long after, Rider arrived.

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"Hey! I brought the big sis!"

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Li Shuwen got off Rider's chariot and received Atalanta.

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"Mmm…. It's loud…."

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"…….『All-Dispelling Breaking Talisman - Breaker』"

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And I used my Noble Phantasm on Atalanta's chest.

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"Gah!?"

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"I ask. Your body by my side, my fate by your sword. Guided by the Holy Grail, if you follow this will, this reason, answer. Follow me and answer my call. That fate, will you pledge it to me!"

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Atalanta looked at Achilles with a bewildered expression as if she didn't understand, but Achilles sent her a look that said, 'Big sis, if you give up thinking, it'll be easier on your mind.'

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Atalanta.

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"Achilles, you brat, was this the meaning? I have no choice. I, Atalanta, accept that oath on my name. From now on, you are my Master."

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"Chirp?"

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"A child?"

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Upon witnessing Benienma. Atalanta, a cat who reacts not from the start, showed a reaction that wouldn't be strange even if she were caught by the police and put behind bars.

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‘Hmm, should I put Atalanta in a cage?’

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If she becomes incarnated, she might turn into a high-crime Beast (lolicon/shotacon), so perhaps I need to be prepared.


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