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Book 2: Chapter 17: Gudako Tearing Apart Heroic Spirits with Bare Hands

Book 2: Chapter 17: Gudako Tearing Apart Heroic Spirits with Bare Hands

Chen Heng suddenly remembered something and turned his head, saying to Fujimaru Ritsuka, “By the way, Master, can you open a communication channel with Chaldea? I would like to speak with Doctor Roman and conduct a transaction.”

“Oh! Alright.” Although she did not know what Chen Heng wanted, she still opened a communication channel with Chaldea out of her trust in him.

“Oh? Fujimaru, what’s up?” Doctor Roman was sitting in front of the monitoring station, eating the food that Chen Heng sent over.

“It’s not me. He Who Knows Fate is looking for you.”

“Huh?”

“I would like to make a deal with you.”

“A deal?”

Just like this, Chen Heng gained all the foundational knowledge about Magecraft Chaldea possessed, ten minutes later. He also gained some knowledge about advancing ranks. In exchange, he gave Doctor Roman some materials, a manual for the Misty Arts (a martial technique focused on speed), a manual for the Eighteen Tumbles Close Combat (focused on dodging), and a manual for the Eight Extremes Fist Technique.

[TL Note: The Eight Extremes Fist Technique is a famous Chinese martial art. However, it is named Bajiquan, which is just the pinyin of the technique. I chose to translate it here. The eight extremes refer to the eight trigrams of the Classic of Changes and symbolize the eight cardinal and ordinal directions. Here is the Wikipedia entry on the Eight Extremes Fist Technique: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bajiquan.]

The foundational knowledge in Magecraft from Chaldea was not worth much. The more valuable knowledge was the part on advancing ranks. However, Chaldea urgently needed the materials and martial art manuals Chen Heng provided.

The materials Chen Heng gave were part of what Skadi had sent him. These were extras. According to Skadi, they were gifts to him. He had also given Chaldea some daily supplies.

The martial art manuals were for Fujimaru Ritsuka. If she could practice these martial arts to their peak, even if she could not defeat a weak Servant, survival or escape would not be a problem. Since Chen Heng was a descendant of a noble clan of cultivators, the martial art manuals in his spatial storage were all peak-quality martial arts comparable to low-grade immortal cultivation techniques.

Chen Heng had wanted to give Fujimaru Ritsuka an immortal cultivation technique, but the world did not permit it. The Misty Arts technique was already the best he could give.

“Master, you should properly practice these. After you do, you should be able to fight the weaker Servants on even footing as long as they do not use their Noble Phantasm. Who knows, you might be able to tear a Heroic Spirit with your bare hands in the future.”

“This is the legendary Chinese kung fu, right?”

“…You can say that.”

While Chen Heng and Fujimaru Ritsuka talked, the female Servants started chatting among themselves; even Mash joined in.

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At the same time, in Orléans:

Jeanne d’Arc remained silent after she heard the Berserk-Saber d’Eon’s report. Then, she started laughing. “They are about to start the decisive battle? This is quite interesting.”

[TL Note: Here is Chevalier d’Eon’s profile: /wiki/Chevalier_d%27Eon.]

“Yes, they have already started moving towards Orléans.”

“Gilles, recall all the wyverns. Since they want a decisive battle, let’s have one.” Although Jeanne d’Arc Alter had been using the Holy Grail to create wyverns, many remained outside the city. Since it was time for the decisive battle, it was time to gather her forces.

Poor lass. Hopefully, her outlook in life will not be completely crushed by the meteors tomorrow. Gathering together and getting destroyed in one wave, that would be simply perfect.

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The next day, with the decisive battle imminent, Chen Heng was in no mood to cook breakfast. Thus, he took out a few Fasting Pills from his spatial storage and handed them around.

“Hah…this is already the last breakfast. Why can’t I eat the breakfast that He Who Knows Fate personally made?” Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at the Fasting Pill in her hand, feeling no desire whatsoever to eat it. The other servants nodded vigorously, including Georgios.

After yesterday’s “Last Supper,” Georgios finally understood why these people kept staring at Fou’s lunch that afternoon.

“I say, you lot! We are about to enter the decisive battle, and you are still thinking about food?!” Chen Heng suddenly had a strange headache, wondering if Fujimaru Ritsuka could be saved.

“How could we lose with a meteor smashing into their faces? How could we lose? When we arrive outside Orléans, you just need to use your Noble Phantasm. Then, I’ll use the Command Spell to bring you back to your peak state before you use your Noble Phantasm again. Not to mention those wyverns, skeleton soldiers, and zombies being reduced to practically nothing, even the Servants without a protective Noble Phantasm might not survive. After all, your Noble Phantasm pulls down a meteor from the sky.” Whenever Fujimaru Ritsuka considered Chen Heng’s Noble Phantasm, she always found it preposterous.

“My mana is currently full, so I can use my Noble Phantasm twice without any assistance. After that, my mana will be drained. So, use the Command Spell to refill my mana. Of course, we will have to adapt to the situation. If I pull down a large meteor, using my Noble Phantasm once will consume most of my mana. However, if I do pull down an especially large meteor, most of Orléans will be destroyed with just one use.” Chen Heng tried to change the topic to divert everyone’s thoughts to the battle from breakfast.

“Even so, we still need to eat breakfast. Don’t change the subject. It is only eight o’clock. Didn’t you tell the French army that you would attack at noon? So, there is no rush. Rushing to Orléans from here will take only two hours, even if we go on foot. What are we going to do with the rest of the time? Of course, we eat!”

In the end, Chen Heng still made breakfast.

The group set off at ten o’clock. Of course, they traveled courtesy of Chen Heng. However, he flew slower this time to reduce mana consumption.

When the group was still a certain distance from Orléans, they landed and continued on foot. Finally, they arrived outside Orléans at 11:30 a.m.

After a twenty-minute rest, Chen Heng prepared to use his Noble Phantasm at 11:50 a.m.

“There’s a piece of good news. There is currently a rather large meteor in the sky. It can be used as the material for my Noble Phantasm. However, my mana will be drained after using my Noble Phantasm once. At that time, I need you, Master, to use the Command Spell.” Chen Heng was quite lucky this time. There happened to be a meteor that could destroy Orléans on hand.

“Don’t worry. After you use your Noble Phantasm, I will immediately restore your mana.”

“Alright. I am going to use my Noble Phantasm.”

Chen Heng sat on the grass cross-legged, using his ability to sense the meteor in the sky.

Noble Phantasm activate! Justice from Heaven!

Chen Heng felt the mana in his body draining quickly. He set Orléans, which was ten kilometers in front of him, as the target of the meteor.

At this moment, all hell broke loose in Orléans….