Heracles

For Servants, their true names were information that must be kept as secret as possible. After all, no matter how famous a hero was, they mostly met a tragic end.

Leaking the true name was like exposing the fatal weakness that led to their death in their legend.

If killed by poison, just find a way to poison them; if shot by arrows, shoot arrows at them; if a specific area is a weak point, focus on attacking that area.

Even if no fatal weakness could be found, Servants with dragon factors, for example, would struggle against dragon-slaying weapons. Even if there was no way to possess such a weapon, just leaking the information to other Masters could lead to planned countermeasures.

Of course, there were Servants whose true names, even if leaked, had no impact. However, knowing the abilities of Servants based on their legend was still an advantage.

If they could know the true name of the opposing Servant, it was like gaining the initiative in this war. Making planned adjustments would increase their chances of winning by at least thirty percent!

'Fate is definitely on my side this time!' Darnic couldn't help but exclaim with excitement inside his mind.

Only Siegfried's Master, Gordes, looked somewhat uneasy. Seeing through the true name meant that Saber's weaknesses were now laid bare.

"Don't worry, Master. Rider is our ally; he won't reveal our information to the enemy." Siegfried reassured his Master.

"Of course! Do you think I don't know that?" Gordes retorted irritably. What he was truly concerned about was the potential infighting among the Black Faction after the war against the Red Faction ended.

But what could he do? Who would have thought that a mere Rider would have the ability to 'see through true names'? It was just as incredible as having 'Reality Marble'.

'No choice, just have to take it one step at a time...' Gordes sighed inwardly.

After a brief exchange, Masters and Servants left the throne room and returned to their respective rooms.

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In a room adorned with a girlish touch, Fiore felt a bit uneasy as she looked at the towering figure before her.

"Nice to meet you, Archer. My name is Fiore Forvedge Yggdmillennia. Feel free to call me Fiore." Fiore said with a gentle tone.

Heracles crouched down, meeting his Master's gaze, his eyes showing a hint of gentleness.

"Thank you, Fiore. As your Servant, I'll perform well and live up to the name of Heracles."

"Um, I believe in you." Fiore smiled sweetly, showing complete trust in him. But that was only natural; anyone who saw Heracles's extravagant stats would feel reassured.

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[True Name: Heracles]

[Class: Archer]

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[Parameters]

Strength: A

Endurance: A

Agility: A+

Mana: A

Luck: A

Noble Phantasm: A++

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[Noble Phantasms]

[King's Order: The Twelve Glories (Incomplete)]

Rank: C~A++

Description:

Pelt of the Divine Beast (First Labor): Derived from the invulnerable Nemean Lion, it can negate human logic, rejecting all tools from human civilization.

Arrow of the Stymphalian Bird (Sixth Labor): From the monstrous bird dwelling in Lake Stymphalia, dozens of bronze arrows are fired, transforming into birds attacking the opponent.

Mares of Diomedes (Eighth Labor): Summons four monstrous horses captured from Diomedes.

Cerberus (Twelfth Labor): Summons the Watchdog of Hell, Cerberus, acquired during the last labor of the Twelve Labors.

[God Hand: The Twelve Labors (Incomplete)]

Rank: B

Description:

- Transforms the body into resilient armor, nullifying all attacks of B-rank and below.

- Automatically resurrects the body after death, a total of eleven times.

[Nine Lives: Shooting the Hundred Heads]

Rank: C~A+

Description:

Through the use of weapons or various martial arts, maximizes the power of the weapon, manifesting in various forms from Anti-Unit to Anti-Army, even capable of Anti-Fortress.

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In every aspect, Archer Heracles was undoubtedly a top-tier Servant.

Fiore even doubts that even if all the Servants of the Red Faction were combined, they might not be able to defeat her Archer.

"I'm not as invincible as you imagine." Heracles raised his hand and patted Fiore's head. "At least, just Rider alone has the potential to kill me."

Thinking back to the powerful pressure and aura when Rider appeared, Fiore nodded sincerely. That King Arthur from another world was indeed a powerful Servant.

"Moreover, I can sense it..." Heracles lifted his head and looked through the window into the distance. "In this war, a familiar face has arrived."

"Is that so...?" Fiore tilted her head, thought for a moment, and firmly declared. "But I believe, no matter how powerful our enemies are, Archer, you can definitely defeat them!"

"Rest assured, Master." Heracles turned to Fiore and a faint smile appeared on his face. "I will make sure the fruits of victory are delivered into your hands."

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"Come on, lie down obediently."

Inside a room, Celenike stared at Arkhan with a piercing gaze, her green-yellowish eyes flashing with greed and cruelty, completely inconsistent with her delicate appearance.

Glancing at the operating table next to him stained with dark red blood, Arkhan sighed helplessly.

'I really can't understand why I always encounter bizarre women.'

"Don't think about resisting me, Rider." Celenike revealed the command spells on the back of her hand, smiling triumphantly. "Even if you're King Arthur, it's impossible to—"

Before she could finish her sentence, however, a flurry of crimson feathers suddenly fell from the void, catching her eyes. Her gaze instantly became vacant, her expression dull.

"If possible, I wouldn't want to resort to such methods."

Arkhan grabbed Celenike's collar and threw her onto a nearby bed.

"But to prevent you from causing trouble for me, you better lie down here obediently until the end of the war."