Chapter 196: Red Archer dies again!

Chapter 196: Red Archer dies again!

"Uh... huh~."

Red Archer's eyes flickered as he emerged from his light slumber. Upon waking up, a strong and pungent odor assaulted his senses. Opening his eyes, Red Archer realized that a pile of excrement was less than 3 centimeters away from his nose!

Seeing this scene, Red Archer's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets in shock. "M-Mouth area!!!" After a bout of dry heaving, Red Archer quickly sat up, distancing himself from the feces on the ground. Due to his previous sleeping position, he had inadvertently tilted forward.

Fortunately, he was slightly elevated from the ground, just a bit higher than his upper body's height. Otherwise... Red Archer shuddered at the thought of his unfortunate predicament.

If he had been any lower, he might have resorted to projecting a red lance similar to C Chulainn's, poking himself to death to avoid having his face smeared with feces. The idea of having his face covered in waste was absolutely unacceptable.

And if anyone were to witness such a spectacle, Red Archer's course of action would likely involve committing murder, followed by ritualistic self-disembowelment. After all, a shattered body is no concern; what matters is preserving one's reputation!

Just as Red Archer sighed in relief for having distanced himself from the pile of waste, he suddenly realized that something felt odd on his posterior. He had focused entirely on the feces earlier, thus conveniently ignoring the sensation on his behind.

Now that he was farther away from the filth, the peculiar feeling on his buttocks returned. "?!"Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

"Just now... Why does my rear feel itchy? And a bit sore?" As he experienced the discomfort and itchiness at the back, Red Archer felt utterly miserable, as if something had prodded him.

This sensation was new and fresh, likely occurring just a few seconds before he fully woke up. Red Archer was confident in his deduction.

Hearing this, and considering the Servant's current predicament, Fujimaru Ritsuka ventured a speculative guess. "Could he have battled with the Root of Chaos?"

"No, by 'connection,' I don't mean an indirect relationship; I mean a direct one," Da Vinci stated firmly without hesitation.

"Which means..."

Da Vinci, seated at the control center in Chaldea, looked at the screen's contents and nodded solemnly. "Exactly, this Servant is indeed a minion of the Root of Chaos."

Fujimaru Ritsuka was a bit puzzled. If the man stuck in the wall was indeed a Servant brought by the Root of Chaos, why was he stuck in such a bizarre manner? This wall could easily be escaped with a bit of Mystic Code's Magecraft, let alone for a Heroic Spirit. Escaping from it would be effortless, a simple etherealization would do.

As this thought crossed Fujimaru Ritsuka's mind, he began to retreat while voicing his confusion to Da Vinci, "Wait... if he's a Servant of the Root of Chaos, why is he stuck in the wall?"

"Who knows?" Da Vinci shrugged, her left hand gesturing dismissively as she replied quite directly. "Though we're uncertain of the reason he's stuck here, I suggest you take advantage of his vulnerable state and eliminate him with Servant Astolfo's help. This might slow down the Singularity's distortion."

"His Saint Graph scale is above that of Astolfo's, and considering Astolfo isn't a combat-oriented Servant, if you intend to kill this Servant, now is the time."

Upon hearing Da Vinci comment on his lack of close combat prowess, Astolfo's lip twitched, and he expressed his discontent. "Hey, hey, hey, you really said something you shouldn't have!"

Although, it was indeed the truth.

After a moment's consideration, Fujimaru Ritsuka made a decisive decision... to take action against this situation!