-854- Take your heart

As Rozen looked at the collective silence of the Greek Servants, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Rozen was confident in the compromise of the Greek side. Jason, driven by his ambition to build a nation, wouldn't choose death. In this situation, obedience was the only option.

Atalante was no different. Unlike her berserk state during the first Singularity in France, she now presented herself as a direct, calm, and compassionate female hero. If not for her allegiance to Jason, this huntress would likely join Rozen's camp willingly.

Medea seemed obedient to Jason's commands. Once Jason complied, the princess, who had not yet become a witch, would likely follow suit.

As for Berserker, it posed a bit of a danger. Having lost rationality, it didn't understand compromise and only sought to fight until death. Currently aligned with the Greek side due to shared past as the "Argonauts," whether manipulated or instinctively following Captain Jason, it remained unknown when Berserker might lose all reason and destructively disregard everything in its path.

Yet, at the moment, the berserker hero didn't seem to have completely lost control. If Jason, Medea, and Atalante agreed to compromise, this demigod hero might also cease hostilities.

Rozen had seen through the true nature of these Greek heroes. This understanding led him to decisively act against Jason, infiltrating the Argo ship. If he could control Jason, the Greek side would lose its ability to resist. Rozen had seen this vulnerability.

(Despite being an incapable prince, he still connects with the center of all Greek heroes. It's ironic in a way.)

Rozen glanced at Jason beneath his foot, feeling a myriad of emotions.

Of course, Rozen hadn't forgotten that, aside from the Greek Servants, there was a troublesome issue here.

"What you decide to do has nothing to do with me."

Seeing the collective silence of the Greek side, Arjuna broke the silence.

"My only target is Karna. Don't interfere with me."

Arjuna stared at Karna, his eyes burning with an unwavering will and determination.

"...This isn't like you, Arjuna."

After a brief silence in response to Arjuna's intense gaze, Karna calmly spoke.

"I thought originally you were the one most likely to stand on the Master's side. Considering our roles in the Mahabharata, you were the biggest adversary on the path I tread. Yet, this time, you not only joined the Celtic side, opposing the indigenous people, but you also came here with the Greek side. Ignoring the crisis for humanity, it doesn't seem like the Arjuna I know."

However...

"This is my wish, accumulated over tens of thousands of years."

Arjuna spoke without a hint of hesitation.

"Since you choose to stand with the indigenous people, I'll stand with the Celtic side."

"If you choose to be a hero, I'll become the embodiment of evil."

"If you fight to save humanity, to save the world, then I will stand against you, becoming the force that destroys humanity and the world."

"This is my wish, a battle of equality, justice, and opposition against you."

Arjuna shouted his heartfelt declaration.

"What I seek is to be your opponent, nothing else matters!"

This was the only thing Arjuna desired in this miraculous encounter.

It wasn't that he wanted to support tyranny or destroy everything; it was simply because Karna stood on one side that he had to stand on the other. Only then could it be considered opposition, only then could they be true adversaries.

Therefore...

"If you want to stop me, come at me with everything you have!"

Arjuna declared firmly.

"Even if I have to overcome all of you, I will reach Karna's side!"

Hence, Arjuna was the only one among those present who could not possibly compromise.

"Come!"

Arjuna wielded his great bow, surrounded by a tremendous surge of magical energy.

"Fight me, Karna!"

Arjuna declared just as he did at the beginning, with his eyes focused solely on Karna.

"..."

Karna remained silent, lifting his divine spear, surrounded by swirling flames.

As everyone in the presence of these heroes, connected by destiny since their mortal lives, exchanged glances, they all chose to be mere spectators. Not a single person was prepared to intervene.

No one intended to stop the impending clash.

Even the members of Chaldea, after opening their mouths in shock, found themselves unable to utter a single word.

From a rational standpoint, the best course of action would be to rush in and either defeat or force Arjuna to retreat. Yet, heroes were never beings of reason; they were embodiments of emotion.

Seeing these two destined enemies about to engage, who would want to interfere in their fateful battle?

Heroes held their pride and beliefs, making sure not to tarnish this clash. This sentiment extended to Mash and even Rozen.

However, if it wasn't a hero but a ruthless beast driven solely by the instinct to kill...

"Then I'll use this opportunity to take your heart."

A voice interrupted, chillingly cold, devoid of any mercy, as if it had stripped away all emotions from the world, leaving only the aura of death.

"————〈Gáe Bolg〉."

An ominous magical power blossomed.

"————!"

It manifested as a crimson lightning bolt.

The bolt surged from a distant mountain, tearing through the atmosphere and space like an unstoppable missile or a lightning-fast rocket. Accompanied by a haunting hum, it intruded into the battlefield.

Its true form is a spear.

A tremendously ominous and sinister demonic spear.

At this moment, the true name of this spear is unleashed, carrying an inexorable causality that no one can stop as it pierces through.

Its target is Rozen's heart.

"What...!?"

Only at this moment did everyone present react, revealing expressions of horror.

".....!?"

Especially Scáthach, as if realizing something, widened her eyes and immediately, without caring for anything, stomped the ground, rushing violently toward Rozen's direction.

But at this point, any action is too late.

The demonic spear, undetected even by Chaldea, has already cut through the void, reaching Rozen's location. From behind him, with the curse-infused power, it pierces through.

"Splurt!"

A tearing sound echoes.