Chapter 334

Achilles did not slow his running speed; in fact, he accelerated. Just like the spear from before, it was a wild dash like a comet.

"Oooooh—!"

Facing the roaring man, Atalanta steeled herself, watching to see if he would grab the spear, snap her neck, gouge out her heart, or crush her skull—let him try if he could.

Do not think this level of effort could defeat her; she was the Monstrous Beast of Calydon. As long as this curse remained, she would never truly die.

But Achilles' actions exceeded her expectations.

One of his hands grabbed Atalanta's neck, while the other hand actually grabbed the wild boar pelt on her body.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

"Shut up. You are not allowed to defile her any longer."

Even as his muscles tore, Achilles did not let go, using his immense strength to forcibly rip away this filthy, thin skin.

The shredded skin twitched violently for a moment, then turned into dust and vanished.

Rin Tohsaka: "So, Achilles' goal from the very beginning wasn't to kill Atalanta, but to help her return to her original state."

Waver: "It's useless even if she recovers; in the video, Atalanta's condition is already riddled with holes."

Kairi Sisigou: "Mutual destruction, huh. So that's what that meant."

Achilles: "Hahaha, it's alright, Big Sis. I'll go with you."

Atalanta: "You idiot..."

Having lost the Noble Phantasm "Agrius Metamorphosis," Atalanta finally regained her senses and saw clearly who was before her.

"Rider..."

"Big Sis, I'm sorry, I'm late."

Atalanta felt somewhat lost. Why had she fought him? Why had they been killing each other?

It was because she had donned that Noble Phantasm and believed that doing so was right.

"Cough, cough... Big Sis, I think your dream is beautiful. Even though I know better than anyone that it's a dream you can never get a return on, you are still beautiful for constantly challenging it."

Achilles laughed: "However, you went astray. This path could never lead to your dream from the start. You shouldn't have moved forward; you should have turned back."

Atalanta said forlornly: "Such a person doesn't exist... such a person, doesn't exist."

Rin Tohsaka: "Come to think of it, we still don't know what Atalanta's wish actually is?"

Atalanta: "..... wish to create a world where children are not bullied and can live happily."

Everyone: "..."

Waver: "This wish is indeed too idealistic."

There are so many children in this world, but not every one of them can have a happy childhood.

The wealth gap, the torment of illness, being orphaned, broken families, school bullying—these things are actually happening in different places every single day.

Atalanta's wish, to put it nicely, is an ideal; to put it bluntly, it is a daydream.

This kind of wish is no different from the world peace wishes of Emiya Kiritsugu or Amakusa Emiya Emiya Shirou.

Perhaps that is exactly why Atalanta chose to help Amakusa Emiya Emiya Shirou.

Achilles: "... ig Sis, I'm sorry."

Atalanta: "Are you going to get in my way too?"

Achilles: "Yeah, it's hard to let go. We both find it hard to let go."

Atalanta: "... hen what should I do? Is abandoning those children the right thing? Is being purged by Ruler the right thing?"

Achilles: "..."

Atalanta: "If the decision to abandon those children is correct, and wanting to protect them is wrong, then this world is cursed—"

Jeanne: "... ou are not wrong, and I am not wrong."

Jeanne: "We, in fact, are neither of us wrong."

Atalanta: "..."

Although she knew this was a fact, Atalanta still held a grudge against Jeanne.

This kind of thing could only be resolved by Atalanta herself; others could not help her.

In the original work, Atalanta did not let go of her inner knot until she joined Chaldea and was guided by the Crown-level beauty, Gudako.

Achilles: "... ven so, I still wanted to stop you from falling."

"Fool, I think that's fine."

Atalanta smiled bitterly: "Since I've fallen, I won't be spreading my wings to soar anymore."

Atalanta's body began to disappear, and something warm slid down her cheek.

It was Achilles, his face tear-stained like a child's at this moment when life was coming to an end.

"I never expected to be seen off by your tears, kid."

Atalanta raised her hand, wanting to wipe away the tears, but unfortunately, she could no longer do so.

"Did your wish come true? Then, shall we go together?"

Achilles: "I will accompany you to hell... if a kid like me is qualified."

Atalanta smiled: "You really are the son of Peleus, aren't you."

In that era where crude, barbaric acts were taken for granted and heroes strode about, Peleus was the only cowardly hero who believed that being steady was best. She had assumed his son's personality would be the complete opposite. But now it seemed both were men who loved to act tough, yet were broad-minded by nature.

"Big Sis, do you have any regrets?"

"I do... but it doesn't matter anymore."

Just as if they had promised, both exited the stage simultaneously, disappearing from this world.

Waver: "What a strange emotion."

Illya: "Achilles, are you trying to steal a woman from your own father?"

Atalanta: "???"

Achilles: "???"

Whose girl is this? Can she even talk properly!

They were just feeling sentimental, and suddenly this line pops out, ruining the atmosphere.

Achilles: "Please don't talk nonsense. My feelings for Big Sis are genuine respect from the bottom of my heart!"

Illya: "Is that so? But it doesn't look like it. You didn't even cry this sadly when your teacher Chiron died."

Illya: "Could it be that in your heart, you actually look down on your teacher!"

Chiron: "???"

Achilles: "Σ(っД;)っ"

Achilles: "Don't talk nonsense! Be careful, or I'll sue you for slander! Teacher, she's slandering me!"

Achilles: "She's slandering me! Teacher, she's slandering me!"

Chiron: "... ough, cough, it's fine, Teacher understands."

Irisviel: "Illya (? ?)! You girl are slacking off in class again!"

Illya: "Oops, I've been found out? ^? *)."

On Jeanne's Reverse Reverse Reverse Reverse Side, she had successfully entered the interior of the palace, the storage location of the Greater Grail.

Here, she also met Semiramis, who had retreated earlier.

"If you want to obtain the Grail, defeat me first... although I would like to say that—"

Semiramis moved her fingers slightly, and the wall beside her vanished, revealing a hidden door.

"Pass through there and go down. The Greater Grail is right there."

Jeanne: "Huh? What did you say?"

What kind of development is this? Are you going to switch sides too?

"Don't be like that, I am merely following my master's orders."

Semiramis said with a lazy posture: "Don't worry, the Red Caster is waiting for you down below."

Jeanne frowned, not sensing any malice from the Empress.

This meant that the other party was not lying to her.

Is she really that confident, believing that the Red Caster can deal with her?

Shakespeare: "Oh, to think you'd have me deal with the Saint."

Shakespeare: "Really now, I'm just a writer, I don't have any combat ability."

Jeanne: "Heh..."