Napoleon shook his head. Even if he didn't overthink it, if there truly were problems with this world, the facts of this world would not change just because of his thoughts. What he could do was create the possibility leading to victory amidst a myriad of impossibilities. Thinking of this, Napoleon, who had some worries in his heart, took a deep breath.
He had originally thought it was just an ordinary Holy Grail War, but now he had to get serious. At the very least, he had to survive until the end. Before opening the path of possibility, he absolutely would not exit here!
"So—fall here!! Berserker——!!"
Several more shells imbued with magical energy were blasted outward. Under the effect of magical reinforcement, the power of these shells was far greater than imagined. At the same time, these shells were aimed directly at the weak points of the Berserker's body before him. After stalling Berserker for so long, Napoleon had more or less grasped some techniques.
The Berserker before him was not a monolithic block of iron. Although he could still survive with his head blasted open, what if his spiritual core were destroyed directly?
Cripple all four limbs of this Berserker, including his head, and then, before this flesh and blood could recover, pierce the core of this guy directly with his Noble Phantasm!! Just to be safe, he would add another shot. In case this Berserker had the [Battle Continuation] skill, then just one round of Noble Phantasm release would likely not be enough to secure victory.
As for why he thought the one before him possessed the Battle Continuation skill... on one hand, it was the appearance of the Noble Phantasm resembling a legion of undead soldiers. A Noble Phantasm appearing in such a form generally indicated legends of this legion coming back from the dead or being undead. Perhaps this legion didn't actually possess such ability, but with many people believing in the legend, it would manifest somewhat in this way.
If even the legion was like this, then there was no need to mention the master of the legion.
Secondly, this Berserker also had the ability to Disengage (regroup). Coupled with that undead legion, one could imagine that in the distant past, this general led his legion into battle with the enemy time and again. Even if defeated, he would make a comeback. Also, after a simple investigation, the golden stripes on this Berserker could basically be confirmed as Old Persian.
The name of the Berserker before him was basically ready to be revealed. Perhaps Napoleon's Master, Tohsaka Rin, was not so knowledgeable about ancient figures from the Near East, but as someone born in the West, Napoleon had more or less read the stories of various ancient heroes. Compared to the Far East, the region where this Berserker originated was relatively closer to the West.
Especially since this Berserker once commanded a powerful empire, yet also met a tragic end. Most importantly, this name often appeared alongside the name many boys in the West once dreamed of and yearned for—the fated rival of Alexander the Great—Darius III!
The brave ancient King of Persia, a figure from the 4th century BC, known as the last Persian King of the Achaemenid Dynasty.
He was also the "fated rival" of the Macedonian King of Conquerors, Iskandar, blocking his path several times. Facing the "worthy rival" Iskandar, who had united the conquered peoples just as Darius I once did, Darius III never bowed his head, nor did he ever think of joining to become part of the glorious Macedonian army like other kings.
He chose to fight and became a King of Battle.
Leading a vast army several times larger than the approaching Macedonian forces, he repeatedly engaged in fierce battles that were too intense to be simply called interceptions. Even in defeat, he blocked Iskandar's path many times. Even while repeating failures, he never lost his bravery until the very end.
Iskandar, Alexander the Great, was at least definitely not a villain. Having turned all the kings and generals on the conquered side, and all their subjects, into his own subordinates, he was undoubtedly a figure worthy of the title of Great King.
[Even so..... only I will absolutely never bow my head! Only I will absolutely never walk side-by-side with him!]
Darius III merely transformed himself into an absolute wall, blocking the path of that Great King.
An existence possessing such a past, such glory, such a lamentable ending, yet still worthy of respect. An existence who carried his will to the very end. Even becoming a Berserker, he was still a King clustered around by that undead legion.....
Napoleon did not believe that a Darius III like this did not possess the ability of Battle Continuation!
To be honest, after realizing the most likely identity of the Berserker before him, Napoleon truly felt a headache. After all, that was the existence who successively blocked Alexander the Great. If this Berserker transformed into a Heroic Spirit was as difficult to deal with as he was in life, even if Napoleon wasn't afraid or worried about failing, he would still find it quite troublesome.
Now that Berserker had also gained such powerful recovery abilities, he felt that if he couldn't eliminate him in one go, the days ahead would be hard for him. Almost all his abilities leaned more towards offense; he didn't have skills to regroup and adjust his state. Being constantly harassed during war was a major taboo for military strategists.
At the edge of the battlefield, the red-haired bladesmith was once again blocked by numerous undead soldiers. Looking at the situation similar to the previous night, the bladesmith shook his head gently, then raised the weapon he had forged with magical energy. Of course, this wasn't made solely of magical energy, but created based on the sword blanks he had forged overnight using materials purchased by his Master.
"You guys really don't learn your lesson. This old man won't suffer the same loss twice! Try this and see if this old man's craftsmanship has regressed!!"
As a bladesmith, even descending into this world as a Saber, he carried a special skill: Territory Creation. He could summon his own smelting workshop in any area. Although the Senji boy's home also had a sword-forging room, the various tools specifically used for forging katanas were already covered in dust.
In order to better deal with Berserker, this bladesmith had no choice but to bring out his own workshop directly. Fortunately, because it could be attached to a medium in the real world, it didn't cost the Senji boy too much magical energy.
"Come, taste the power of this Spirit-Slaying Blade!"