Era of Heroic Spirits: I Was Exposed by Alaya

A mortal drawing his bow and shattering divine punishment with overwhelming force—this was nothing short of a miraculous feat.

Especially since, after firing that arrow, his entire body shattered as well.

Clearly, he had resolved to die if necessary, all to destroy the Holy Judgement summoned by the Lion King and protect the innocent!

Such a soul-stirring scene left countless viewers too stunned to even flood the comments.

Only when Nameless arrived to pour a farewell toast did the comments explode once more—

[A mortal defying a god! Arash truly lives up to the title of Great Hero—a hero in every sense!]

[Even if death comes nine times, he would never regret it! I, too, offer a toast to the Great Hero!]

[As expected of the Great Hero from Persian history, whose single arrow brought peace!]

[The previous exposés were all from the twilight of the Age of Gods, when deities couldn't truly descend. But now, this is a god walking the earth! How will Nameless defeat her?]

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"Ah, I died?"

Arash held his wine cup, staring blankly at the screen.

His not-so-strong body had completely shattered and dissipated after unleashing that earth-shattering arrow.

All the soldiers and Servants around him gazed at him with eyes full of reverence. "Great Hero, we are all proud of you!"

In the past, during the endless wars between the Persian Empire and its enemies, this Great Hero had stood atop a mountain and fired a single arrow—now the border between the two nations.

That arrow had spanned over 2,500 kilometers, a miracle among miracles.

Now, the Great Hero had once again destroyed a terrifying Holy Judgement with his arrow, igniting even greater fervor and admiration in everyone.

"Haha, I'm just an ordinary archer. If you want to be a hero, you should protect ordinary people."

Arash laughed heartily, raising his cup toward Nameless on the screen. "Nameless, let's share a proper drink when we meet!"

Before this, he had already marveled at the other's spirit of sacrifice—something he himself couldn't match.

Now, being honored with a toast by Nameless was a joyous occasion for him.

Meanwhile.

In the Fuyuki City conference hall.

The heroic spirits from China, who had initially wanted to mock the Britons, now looked on with deep respect.

Such individuals, willing to sacrifice themselves to protect others, deserved everyone's admiration.

Zhuge Liang praised, "Truly a great hero. I'd love to share a drink with him someday."

Unfortunately, the other party was a Persian heroic spirit, not one from China, making it quite troublesome to arrange such a meeting.

"Indeed, he's incredibly strong—so moving that I genuinely wish to befriend him, just like Nameless!" Chen Gong chimed in, wiping away an unyielding tear from the corner of his mouth.

If such a mighty hero were to receive his extraordinary buffs, just how terrifyingly powerful would he become?

Imagine it:

With Nameless in one hand and Arash in the other, both enhanced beyond their limits—would their combined strength be enough to slay a god?

Zhuge Liang subtly inched away from him.

When Qin Shi Huang had previously bestowed upon Nameless the title of Imperial Tutor, granting him a little more time to exist, this guy had eagerly rushed forward.

As if he'd been preparing for days, he immediately cast Two-Pronged Formation on Nameless without hesitation, extending his presence by a few minutes.

Absolutely terrifying!

He must not become this guy's sacrificial offering!

After everyone's admiration subsided, they turned their attention back to the screen.

On the screen:

After toasting Arash, Nameless gazed toward the distant Holy City and said, "Mash, Bedivere, we must resolve this crisis as soon as possible!"

"Senpai, do you intend to confront the Lion King and the entire Round Table directly?" Mash asked nervously.

Come to think of it:

When they first met, Senpai had been just an ordinary high school student.

But then, Chaldea's disguised blood donation van—actually a Master aptitude scanner—detected a 100% compatibility rate in them.

Though they grumbled about not wanting to be a "savior" or a "Master," and hating overtime work, they still obediently joined Chaldea.

On the very first day, the entire facility was rocked by a devastating explosion.

Out of 48 Master candidates, only Senpai survived, becoming humanity's last Master!

And on that same day, Senpai had inexplicably tried to snatch the ring off Dr. Roman's finger.

Mash had always wondered whether the doctor was married, seeing that ring.

But Senpai trying to steal a wedding ring made no sense at all.

In short, Senpai was a strange yet deeply righteous person.

Despite complaining about overtime and refusing to call himself a "hero of justice," they still chose to save and protect everyone.

A true hero in Mash's eyes!

"The Round Table isn't united—we can defeat them one by one!" Nameless nodded, looking into the distance. "Our first target is the ranger stationed outside the Holy City: Mordred."

"Ah, Mo-chan…" Bedivere gave them a peculiar look.

As someone who played the role of King Arthur's steward, he was well aware of the tangled web of love and resentment between the king, their child, and Nameless.

Now, this knight whom Mordred adored was about to turn against her…

Well, he could spare a second of sympathy for Mo-chan in advance.

And he wasn't the only one thinking this—countless spectators were eagerly anticipating the spectacle:

-[Poor Mo-chan! First, Nameless toyed with her in The Perfect King, and now she's the first target!]

-[Here we go! It says, let's do this!]

-[Here it comes, is Emiya the Great about to pull off another legendary sweep of the Round Table in one night?]

-[I'm already kneeling in awe, how about you guys?]

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