I don't want to be a heroic spirit

"Let's just consider this as a clue for now. We can further verify it through contact later... As for his proficiency in magic, I haven't heard that King Arthur dabbled in it. Could this also be a skill possessed by his prototype?"

"It could also be from his mentor Merlin."

Regarding the tyrannical and dark image displayed by Altria, which was completely inconsistent with the noble Knight King... Alice and Alexander tacitly regarded it as the result of becoming a disobedient god and being dominated by madness.

At this moment, Alexander seemed to remember something.

"I may have some clues here that prove that the goddess is King Arthur."

"Oh? Tell me."

Alice's eyes lit up and she looked at Alexander seriously.

"The ancestor of the gods, Guinevea... Before I was repelled by the goddess, I found traces of Guinevea. That hiding guy is nearby."

Hearing this, Alice's brows furrowed in seriousness.

"King Arthur's princess?... Indeed, if she shows up, it would be more convincing than any other clues."

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Chapter 381 Hercules.

"Damn it... This is ridiculous. Looks like I was too careless."

Pure black over-the-knee boots, shorts that only reach the thighs, a white belt tied around the waist, a super cool black vest over a black motorcycle jacket, and dark golden shoulder-length hair tied with a black hairband.

Altria's outfit at this moment is very modern, similar to the one she wore in Shinjuku 1999, which also shows that Altria likes this style of dressing very much.

At this moment, Altria's expression was extremely ugly, as if she had done something extremely shameful, and she was gritting her teeth.

"I only ate 497 Big Macs this time and I didn't want to eat anymore. What a shame... It seems like it's been too long since I've chopped anyone down. Lack of exercise really affects my digestion."

However, the Servants do not need to digest at all.

But it is true that Altria wanted to kill someone.

Time flies like a white horse passing by.

In the blink of an eye, Altria had been in the world of God Slayer for several months.

In the past few months, Artoria killed two more disobedient gods, namely the Disobedient Cuchulain and the Disobedient Medea.

Altria felt the deep malice of fate.

What? If Emiya Shirou is also a god, are you also going to create a disobedient Emiya for me?

"It's all bad karma..."

"What a shame! If that fire-burning girl had shown up, I could have let her experience the brilliance of my holy sword firsthand. If it were her, she'd have been worth a strike... However, if it really was Jeanne of Disobedience, the white guy would most likely have shown up. Hmm... boring."

He leaned back on the chair, his right leg habitually resting on his left leg.

Now she doesn't have to worry about crossing her legs causing bone deformities and then being sent to the operating table to be hit with a hammer. This is a good thing.

"I could sense surveillance during those two battles, and even the presence of the God Slayer. Such a furtive, cautious, and indecisive approach. It seems that the dark nobleman is gathering intelligence on me. I'm a little curious about how much they know about me."

"Guinevere and the others are still searching for the Last King. Unsure of his identity, they plan to summon the famous Steel Gods one by one. It's a foolish and inefficient method, but it actually benefits me... Before the Last King awakens, I need to hunt more Steel Gods to improve myself."

"Unfortunately, the two disobedient gods we hunted previously were not gods of Steel."

In addition to hunting the God of Steel, Artoria also thought about hunting the God Slayer.

However, this idea is somewhat impractical.

That guy Alexander runs away every time he sees her. Luo Hao has been staying in China without any movement, probably in seclusion. John Smith only hangs around Los Angeles playing hero role-playing games.

Lady Aisha is the most difficult one. Artoria has met her once before.

After a brief contact, Artoria found that the other party had a good personality. When she was hesitating whether to kill the other party, Lady Aisha was directly teleported to another time and space by her own power, and Artoria, who was not far from Lady Aisha, was almost caught in it.

Altria could sense that Lady Aisha had not returned to this timeline until now.

"I really don't know whether to call him stupid or incompetent. He can't even control his own powers, and his personality is so innocent... I don't even want to chop him down."

"……Um?"

Suddenly, Altria sat up straight.

"...Really? Are you ready? Okay, I'll come over."

It seemed like she was talking to someone, but there was no one around her.

Then, Altria narrowed her eyes slightly, raised the corners of her mouth, and revealed a wicked smile.

"Interesting, it seems today won't be so boring... Even the long-dormant dragon blood in my body has become active."

Before leaving, Altria suddenly stopped and glanced at the uneaten hamburger on the table.

"Waiter! Pack it!"

"okay!"

……

Location: the seaside in Greece.

After arriving here, Artoria soon met Guinevere.

After seeing Altria, Guinevere bowed slightly to her.

"You are here, Lady Altria."

As King Arthur's queen, this respect seemed a bit distant.

And this is the effect that Guinevere wants to achieve.

The divine attachment to Artoria affects Guinevere all the time, so she wants to pretend to be indifferent like this.

Then... a plastic bag appeared in front of her.

"The hamburgers I just packed seem pretty good. You should try some before they get cold."

"Remember to give Sir Lancelot some, and... don't waste it. Wasting food is shameful."

When Guinevere came to her senses, she had already taken the paper bag and held it in her palms.

"Damn it... It's just a bag of hamburgers... It's just a bag of hamburgers sent by Lady Altria... Why are you so happy, Guinevere?!"

Guinevere lowered her head and muttered something to herself.

Behind Guinevere, Lancelot, covered in white armor, appeared.

"It's been a long time since I last met you, King Arthur."

"It's alright. Although your name is Lancelot, the king you serve is not me."

Altria said expressionlessly, "Who is the God of Steel you are awakening this time? I hope it's a worthy opponent."

Feeling the growing fighting spirit in Altria, Lancelot remained silent for a moment.

"King Arthur... although you are not the one to whom I pledge my loyalty, I, who bear the name of Lancelot, do not wish to be your enemy, and I do not wish to see my king become your enemy... for before our king, even you will face death."

Hearing this, Artoria looked at Lancelot deeply.

"It may be painful for you to be caught between me and your king, but I have reasons that must prevail."

"...Since you have made your decision, we will not say any more."

Because she was wearing a helmet, Artoria could not see Lancelot's expression at the moment, but she could feel Lancelot's distress from his tone.

"My beloved daughter and I intend to awaken the great hero of Greek mythology, the Hero of Steel, who overcame twelve trials and ascended to the throne of deity as a demigod."

"Hercules."

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Chapter 382 Liliana and Erica.

After saying the name "Hercules", Lancelot was surprised to find that Artoria's expression suddenly became strange.

"What's wrong? King Arthur, is there something wrong with that Hercules?"

"Um...no, it's just...well...I suddenly feel a little emotional. Destiny is really a fucking thing."

After sighing, Altria turned and left.

"You guys continue with the summoning ritual. I'll use this time to get the passersby around here to evacuate... After all, it's quite a hassle to step over a group of ants without crushing them all to death."

Lancelot watched Altria's back until she disappeared, and then he spoke slowly.

"As expected of a noble Knight King, even after she fell into the state of a disobedient god, dominated by madness, she still cared deeply about the people around her. What a steadfast and strong sense of self she possesses."

"Uncle..."

Guinevere didn't stop remaining silent until Altria left.

"Uncle, it seems... Hercules is not the king we are looking for."

"It seems so, my beloved daughter..."

Although Artoria didn't say it on her own initiative, Guinevere had already guessed... Artoria should know the identity of the Last King.

However, Guinevere did not take the initiative to ask Artoria... because she was more reluctant to talk to Artoria than to awaken the Last King.

Therefore, Guinevere planned to awaken the potential Gods of Steel one by one, while testing Artoria's reaction.

"So... are we going to give up on summoning the disobedient Hercules?"

Lancelot asked Guinevere.

Guinevere's brow furrowed deeply. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "No, keep summoning... Lady Altria still needs to hunt down the God of Steel. With Lady Altria's protection, our operations have been going smoothly. We don't have to worry about those Godslayers. So we need to rely on these Gods of Steel to gain Lady Altria's favor."

"Uncle, please be alert to the surroundings. I am about to prepare for the summon."

Then, Guinevere got busy again.

Originally, to summon the disobedient god, dozens of gifted witches or witches were needed to offer prayers to the god, hoping for a response from the god.

However, Guinevere is the ancestor of gods, the source of the bloodline of witches and priestesses, and the reincarnation of the Earth Mother Goddess who was deprived of her life by the Sword of Salvation.

Therefore, their ability to summon gods is far more powerful than that of shrine maidens and witches.

Moreover, this time she had prepared a sacrifice, and the god who would respond to the call was almost locked in on Hercules, who refused to obey.

In order to reduce the casualties caused by the battle, Artoria wanted everyone around her to evacuate.

The first thing that came to her mind was to create a barrier to drive away idlers. This kind of magic was the most basic of the basics for a magician, but this time the barrier she was going to set up would be very large.

Moreover, her divine body would violently shatter the barrier the moment it came into contact with it, so she had to find a way to set up the barrier while allowing it to avoid her body.

This makes the project much more troublesome.

While thinking, Artoria came to the nearest town.

But then, a hint of surprise appeared in her eyes.

"Hmm? She's here too? That's right, the fluctuations in cursed energy here have become so abnormal that the various associations should send people to investigate."

"Well... maybe I can ask them to help me evacuate the crowd."

……

"Ugh……"

In a beverage shop, Liliana, wearing a cool aqua blue dress and with her silver hair tied into a high ponytail, sighed slightly and stirred the drink in front of her with a straw.

"What's wrong? Lily, you look so sad. It's a rare opportunity for us to meet, and you have this expression...always looking so sad makes you age faster."

"I'm looking so miserable because I bumped into you."

Liliana raised her head and glared at the person opposite her with a reproachful look.

With long golden hair, eyes as bright as sapphires, and a bright red dress, she has an aristocratic temperament. Although she is still young, she has already shown growth, and her future seems worth looking forward to.

Erica Blanteri, a member of the Italian magic society Copper and Black Cross, is known as the "Crimson Devil". She is a beautiful magician whose talent is comparable to Liliana's.

However, things have changed since some time ago. Liliana's status has become much more noble in the magic world.

The reason was that a certain unnamed god of disobedience killed a god of steel and a most evil godslayer for her.

Although it seemed outrageous to many people that the God of Disobedience would come to save a human being, they did not dare to take the risk... If they had the courage, the grass on their graves would probably be two meters high by now.

The magic society that Liliana belonged to was originally subservient to Marquis Vauban. After the disappearance of Marquis Vauban, its status should have plummeted, and it might even have been swallowed up by other societies that were eyeing it covetously. However, because of Liliana's existence, the society she belonged to was able to barely maintain its status.