Chapter 45. Peace and Peace

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I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero [Arc2] - 45. Peace and Peace

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"Are you all idiots?!"

At this moment, Gordes was hopping around in front of Sieg and the other homunculi, acting like an irritable hamster.

"Put out your hands!"

Sieg and the homunculi obediently extended their hands, looking like troublemakers preparing for a spanking.

"For heaven's sake, can't you wear gloves when chiseling rocks!" Gordes wrapped the bandages Sieg had thrown over to him around Sieg's and the nearby homunculi's hands.

"Sorry," Sieg lowered his head in a very obedient manner.

"Ahem, well~ I'll forgive you since you risked yourselves to rescue me," Gordes rubbed his nose. "Now that the facilities are destroyed, make sure to get something to eat. I don't want to be responsible for maintaining you during the Holy Grail War."

Sieg pointed at Karna, who was wearing an apron and tossing vegetables into a large pot not far away.

"He... isn't he an enemy?" Sieg asked softly.

"It's daytime now. If you don't want to forfeit, you'll have to get along well," Gordes sighed and looked up at the Hanging Garden in the sky.

As the saying goes, anything can happen in this world. Gordes understood that, after all, he was into magic. However, having the Red and Black Factions' main camps plastered in plain sight was too much, and neither side lacked troublesome individuals.

"Hey, hey, hey! Achilles, who is stronger, you or Cyd?" Astolfo was sitting in a cart, continuously poking Achilles, who was pulling the cart.

"So annoying! Go move some bricks!" Achilles's head throbbed with a symbol of frustration. "Do you believe I'll tie you to the chariot and drag you around?"

"Ah haha, that's really scary!" Astolfo chuckled while scratching the back of his head.

"Achilles is losing his rationality," Chiron, who was also dragging a cart filled with rubble, picked Astolfo up.

"Teacher, he's so annoying," Achilles made a face.

Achilles was clearly the type who couldn't sit still. He used to lie on the roof during the day when he was with the Red Faction, soaking up the sun. Now that he was in such an interesting situation, he was darting around. However, Chiron caught him to help with the rubble.

Although Achilles couldn't sit still, he was relatively obedient.

"Oh ho ho~ Can the cute little girl stop glaring at me like that~" Shakespeare, holding a book, spun around in front of Frankenstein with a cheerful smile. "I was only acting out of self-preservation~"

However, Frankenstein wasn't interested in hearing this. The memory of being mentally polluted by Shakespeare still vivid, and despite Caules's instructions not to approach Shakespeare, Shakespeare insisted on jumping in front of her.

"Wuwuwu!" Frankenstein picked up a brick from the ground.

"!"

"Ugh!" Frankenstein held the brick and charged directly at Shakespeare.

"Wait, wait, wait! It's a truce right now!"

Shakespeare fled as Frankenstein chased him with the brick, and with the howling wind in his mind, Shakespeare shouted.

"Ruler! Where is the Ruler!"

"Ah~ Cyd and the others went hunting in the forest earlier," Achilles pointed towards the distant forest. "The only Ruler here now is that one."

At this moment, Jeanne d'Arc, sitting on a rock and eating a bun, lifted her head and looked around in confusion.

Shakespeare's face darkened. He had basically tried to kill Jeanne in his past life. Now that Cyd wasn't around, Jeanne wouldn't join the chase after him, would she?

"Bang----"

While Shakespeare was distracted, the brick exploded on the back of his head.

"Ugh... wuwuwu!" Frankenstein clapped her hands and kicked Shakespeare, who was lying on the ground pretending to be dead, a few times before storming off.

"You're unexpectedly eager to jump into the fray," Achilles gave Shakespeare a sidelong glance. "You knew she was a Berserker and still provoked her."

"I only wanted to get along with her..."

"Please give me another bowl," Mordred handed her bowl to Karna.

"Mm," Karna nodded and filled the bowl, handing it back to her.

"Splash—"

"Please give me another bowl," Mordred wiped her mouth and handed the bowl back to Karna.

"...Mm." Karna hesitated but nodded.

"Wait!" Sisigou unable to watch any longer, dragged Mordred aside.

Karna tilted his head and sighed in relief. The Saber who kept asking for another bowl had finally left. If she didn't go, he was thinking of joining Cyd in the forest for hunting.

"What's the matter, Master?" Mordred said unhappily, holding her bowl. "I'm replenishing my strength for the final battle with the Black Saber tonight."

At this moment, Siegfried walked by, carrying a broken pillar.

"Isn't the magical energy I provided enough for you?" Sisigou's face darkened. "You're just satisfying your own appetite!"

"This... this is a mental supplement!" Mordred blushed.

"Well, you can't just stay here eating and doing nothing!" Sisigou pointed at the Servants who were all helping with the work. "You keep asking for more and more. Shouldn't the king do the most work and then eat the most?"

At this moment, Vlad III was rolling up his sleeves and clearing rubble.

"Well... well! As a king, I must help the common people!" Mordred scratched her face and raised her voice.

"Is there enough food?" Siegfried came to Karna, throwing the pillar away. "There are quite a few injured here."

"It will be enough once the Red Saber leaves."

Karna's blunt and unapologetic voice made Mordred blush, and she ran off to help move rubble.

"Ah~ This is really unbelievable," Caules pushed up his glasses and smiled helplessly. "Thinking that these people will be fighting each other tonight makes me..."

"Sad?" Fiore sighed. "There's nothing we can do; this is the Holy Grail War."

"It really is... a pity," Caules also sighed.

"With such thoughts, you won't survive the Holy Grail War," Sisigou nonchalantly, walked up to the brother and sister. "These Servants are all determined and respect each other's resolve."

"Don't worry, Mr. Sisigou. Once the sun sets, I'll respect your resolve too," Fiore rolled her eyes.

"Please spare me," Sisigou spread his hands. "And shouldn't your target be that Hanging Garden?"

"So you'll cause trouble during the time of the clash between the Factions?" Caules squinted.

"My Saber doesn't like such tactics," Sisigou sighed. "If she were to go for a sneak attack, she might end up kicking me to the ground first."

"That sounds tough."