Capítulo 135: Chapter 59. The Pandora's Box Gradually Opened by Sisigou
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I Will Eventually Embark on the Path of No Return Called a Hero [Arc2] - 59. The Pandora's Box Gradually Opened by Sisigou
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"Hey, Master, how did Cyd die?"
Mordred, who was dismantling a wall, asked Sisigou out of boredom.
"Huh? What do you want to know?" Sisigou replied cautiously. "Just so you know, don't go provoking him."
"Huh?! Do you think I can't beat him?" Mordred raised an eyebrow in dissatisfaction.
"Well," Sisigou replied, not indulging Mordred but rather straightforwardly pouring cold water on her, "If I said you could easily defeat him, you'd probably get angry. After all, it's treason."
"Treason… cough cough cough. If you lie to me, I won't let you off," Mordred coughed heavily. "Well, if we know how he died, we can prepare accordingly. After all, some legends become stronger as Noble Phantasms but also have larger flaws."
For instance, Achilles' heel—if it's pierced, both of his Noble Phantasms, the Amaranth of the Brave and the Comet Form, are lost. Even if healed, it's hard to recover Achilles' speed.
"Unfortunately, according to mythology, he's just missing, not dead. Even if it becomes a Noble Phantasm, it would likely be an impenetrable defensive one, probably even more extreme than Achilles'," Sisigou shrugged. "In mythology, he didn't even get injured. Moreover, he has the blessings of thirteen of the most powerful Greek gods, so fighting him is like fighting the entire Greek pantheon. You might even get cursed and knocked out before the battle even starts."
"Really? What if he has thoughts about the Holy Grail?" Mordred scratched her head. "What about my wish?"
"Forget it."
Sisigou's nonchalant attitude made Mordred feel inexplicably annoyed.
"Can't you have a bit of faith in Ruler?"
Confidence and foolishness are two different things. Although Mordred often appeared overly confident, she was still quite aware of her own strength.
"Are you overestimating humanity?" Sisigou rolled his eyes. "As long as they're alive, they have desires. Especially humans with rich emotions. Some people are so selfless that they don't even realize they're unknowingly doing certain things."
"So, it means we have to give up…" Mordred sighed wearily and lost interest in demolishing the wall.
"However, that's just a hypothetical situation. You have to consider the worst-case scenario first. Actually, we don't need to defeat Cyd," Sisigou stroked his chin. "If he wants to fulfill his wish, he must ensure that almost all fourteen heroic spirits are dead. As long as we get the Holy Grail first…"
"We can still make a wish!" Mordred's eyes lit up.
"That's the way it is!" Sisigou gave a thumbs up. "Given his personality, he won't be humiliated and take it out on us."
"By the way… Master, do you know what the thirteen blessings Cyd has are?" Mordred rubbed her chin, looking a bit troubled. "I feel like I saw something extraordinary before."
"Let me think," Sisigou furrowed his brow. "The blessings he received correspond to the powers and symbols held by the gods. Apollo's blessing gives Cyd strength under the sun. Artemis' blessing gives him strength under the moon and the power of plague."
"That means he's always in an enhanced state of power!" Mordred complained.
"Well… In mythology, these siblings are notoriously partial to Cyd, second only to Poseidon and Hades," Sisigou also felt a headache. "Thinking about it, is it really okay to oppose Cyd? What if he got struck by lightning while flying or drowned in a shipwreck? Even after death, he might not be able to reincarnate."
"The rest include the blessing of not being lied to, the blessing of bountiful harvests, immortality, the blessing of the sky, the blessing of the ocean, wisdom to always make the right choice, the blessing of war, the blessing of love, the blessing of protecting family, the blessing of always being noble no matter when or where, and finally, the blessing from Hephaestus, with whom he has a complex relationship. The specifics…"
"Wait, wait! That's too many!" Mordred covered her head as her eyes spun like a mosquito coil. "I just want to know if any of these blessings can repair things."
"Well… Cyd himself is immortal, and his weapons are crafted by Hephaestus. No god would give him a blessing to repair things. Besides Hephaestus, it's hard to imagine other gods repairing things," Sisigou shook his head. "Although the blessings are vague, the one from Hephaestus is the most useful for Cyd among the thirteen blessings."
"Ugh, that's strange. Master, do you remember when I fought Black Archer before?" Mordred shook her head.
"When you got dragged along with your face pressed down?" Sisigou tilted his head.
"I will kill you!" Mordred said with a dark expression. "It's about the damage caused by the battle. In that city, all traces of the battles of the spirits disappeared, whether it was broken walls or the ruined clock tower."
"Maybe it was done by the maintenance personnel," Sisigou said dismissively. Although this was his first time participating in the Holy Grail War, he had seen and participated in enough of these events, which often ended with blame on shoddy construction or gas leaks. It wasn't uncommon for things to be quickly fixed.
"Fixed right under my nose and I didn't even notice?"
Sisigou's expression stiffened.
"Master, I'm not exaggerating. I saw it with my own eyes. The damaged walls and clock tower were all intact, and it's definitely not an illusion. It felt like they had never been damaged," Mordred said seriously. "I checked it while you were picking the car. The clock tower was also intact, and all traces of spirit activity in the city were erased, like…"
"The entire city's time was reset to before the battle," Sisigou's mouth twitched. "That's not a blessing-level power. It's complete divine power. In mythology, Cyd never encountered anything related to time… No, wait! He has!"
"No way! The fourteenth blessing!" Mordred felt overwhelmed.
"That's not right. They wouldn't have a relationship that would result in giving blessings. Cyd's final trial was to defeat the previous King of the Gods, the deity of time, Kronos," Sisigou nervously took out a cigarette from his pocket. He felt like he had accidentally opened Pandora's Box.
Wait? Pandora's Box?
Wasn't the weapon Cyd used called…
"Wait a minute. Since he was the one who defeated Kronos, how did he get the ability to control time? Did he just kill him to get it?" Mordred tilted her head.
"Pandora's Box. In legend, Hephaestus crafted a box that a maiden opened, containing various disasters and the only hope. The disasters destroyed humanity, and hope saved humanity. Cyd's Noble Phantasm is called [Reforged Pandora]. It's said that Hephaestus created it with the risk of sacrificing his own hands, leaving only hope. There's no need to speculate further about the abilities hidden within that Noble Phantasm," Sisigou stepped back against the wall, his eyes becoming deeply introspective. "If Cyd can really rewind time, it confirms a prophecy from mythology: The Hero of Pure White will return someday. He won, defeated the previous King of the Gods, and is now waiting for his chance to return!"
"But he's a Servant, which means he's already dead, right?" Mordred raised her hand.
"Cough! It seems I was overthinking," Sisigou looked around. "Hmm? The fog has cleared. It looks like Assassin has been dealt with. Great!"
"Master, look at how frightened you are," Mordred laughed, holding her stomach. "After all that analysis, you thought the Servant was alive."
"It's not my fault; your information misled me!" Sisigou's face flushed. "How do you explain all the traces being gone?"
"Who knows…"
"Hey!"
Sisigou didn't realize he had pieced together the puzzle. There was just a basic concept he couldn't put together.
Who said that only the dead can be summoned as Servants?
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