Chapter 225: This is our cuckold bond.
"What!"
Behind Jason, the cuckolded famous throughout Pan-Human History gathered one after another.
With so many crewmates gathering in one place, the power of his Noble Phantasm continued to rise.
"What kind of joke is this..."
Seeing the number of cuckolded grow endlessly, Eikou felt his scalp go numb.
Even if this was only a shallow temporary summoning, if this entire crowd attacked at once, the destructive power of the combined assault would absolutely not be a joke.
And with Heracles added on top of that, he simply could not withstand it.
"Jason, this is too unfair, how can you use the Noble Phantasm system for something like this, this is clearly exploiting a BUG, do you understand?!"
Eikou pointed straight at him as he said that.
"No no no, this is the Noble Phantasm of this young master, how I use it is my freedom."
Jason grinned widely, "This is exactly my style. I just need to sit back and command from behind, the rest I leave to others."
"Hey, and what are you people doing following him and causing trouble,"
Eikou looked toward the familiar faces on the opposite side.
"Roland is a competitor so that's fine, but what's with Finn-sensei and that depressed creature named Tristan, how can you just allow yourselves to be summoned by the enemy? You two really are a pair of faithless, shameless sex toys, I leave home for one day and the two of you run off to find a new lover, is that it?!"
"We sincerely apologize, but we truly don't understand what you're talking about,"
Tristan said righteously and solemnly.
"I have been influenced by Married Woman Counter Force, descending here as a Guardian under the title [Red-Haired Bard T], and I possess no memories related to you whatsoever."
What the hell are you talking about, earlier you were in the broadcast room as a judge calling my name, do you think I didn't hear you! And also, what the hell is "Married Woman Counter Force" supposed to be?!
"The acquaintances you meet in reality may not retain their memories of you in the next Singularity. The way Servants back up memories differs, you need to get used to this setting."
"Psycho…"
Eikou rolled his eyes, then turned his head to look at Finn beside him.
"Then what about you, Finn-sensei? You're so smart, you definitely know how to preserve your memories, right?"
"…"
Finn suddenly fell silent, looking as though he wanted to speak but hesitated.
Eikou's heart instantly leapt with joy, thinking Finn-sensei must have been shaken — surely he still remembered him!
"Hurry up and remember, we are a very close teacher–student pair!"
"…"
Finn stayed silent for a long time before finally speaking.
"Sorry… isn't this the North American Singularity? Looks like I got summoned to the wrong place."
"???"
Your memories are ancient! Your mind is still stuck in the prehistoric era of FGO, isn't it?!
Thud!
Eikou slammed the ground hard.
As expected, he should never have expected anything from this bunch of idiots. They were completely incapable of communicating using a normal person's logic.
"Muda muda muda,"
Jason sneered.
"Everyone gathered here has all experienced emotional wounds, has suffered the pain of having their beloved stolen. They were summoned based on that resentment — not as Servants, but as Wraiths! They are no longer the people you knew. Since you keep interrupting and stealing other people's lovers, you can't possibly sympathize with us!"
"The Goddess I loved ran off with another man,"
Roland said.
"The woman I liked became someone else's wife,"
Tristan said.
"The wife I deeply loved was seduced by a young handsome man,"
Finn said.
"And that young handsome man you mentioned also conveniently slept with my fiancée,"
Director Keyneth said in tears.
"This kind of deeply carved painful bond is what summoned us here without hesitation. In that moment, our emotions resonated violently, wounded souls pulling each other close, thus resolutely standing on the same front. In other words…"
The men shouted loudly in unison, eyes sharp.
"These precious bonds and memories cannot be severed by anyone!"
"They're all tragic memories so horrible you can't even bear to look at them! Just cut them off already! You're all grown men, what are you getting emotional for, don't you feel ashamed?!"
Eikou roared at them.
"Hmph, it's about time to begin the all-out attack…"
Jason swung his arm strongly, overflowing with arrogant confidence as though victory was already his.
"Heroes of Argo, full assault! Heracles, charge!"
[At that moment, all members of the "Green Hat Argo" rushed toward you.]
[This group of cuckolded has extremely firm resolve, and they are unbelievably united, so Jason's Noble Phantasm is strengthened to its maximum.]
[And leading them is the fiercest Heracles, charging forward with an overwhelming aura that suffocates all who face him.]
"…"
Seeing Heracles rushing straight toward him, Eikou looked down at the back of his hand, where only two Command Spells remained.
Did he have to use all of his Command Spells here to strengthen Medusa and the others, just to have even a sliver of hope of surviving?
"Haiz…"
A voice sounded next to his ear again.
"A pitiful group of mobs ruined by love… sorry, I mean a gathering of poor sheep craving affection."
A head of messy silver hair suddenly entered his vision. Caren, dressed in a red uniform, walked past him.
She faced the towering, majestic Greek hero without a trace of fear, her golden eyes unblinking, expression calm and indifferent — as though fear did not exist in her world.
"Caren, have you thought of a plan?"
"It's not that I've thought of something… I'm just running out of patience. I plan to finish them off in three seconds, then go sing at KTV."
Saying that, Caren quietly raised the Book of False Attendant in her hand.
Heracles had already charged right up to her, letting out a beast-like roar as he prepared to strike.
Caren spoke:
"Come out, Illya."
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