Fate: I Heard After Death, You Can Ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

Snowfield, Western America

In the town's police station, a sharp ringing broke the tense silence.

Sheriff Orlando Reeve, who had been standing by the window with a furrowed brow, staring intently at the ominous skies gathering power beyond the city, turned at the sound.

Turning around, Sheriff Orlando, who looked meticulous and intimidating without even getting angry, had a firm expression on his face and the moment he picked up the phone,

he was immediately greeted by the exuberant shouting of a man on the other end.

"Hahaha! Hey, brother, how's it looking over there? You feel it too, don't you? That overwhelming, unbelievable power gathering in the skies outside the city!"

Orlando moved the receiver slightly away from his ear, waiting for the man's excitement to die down.

When the voice calmed slightly, the sheriff responded in a calm, measured tone:

"Caster, what is it?"

Yes, this composed and seemingly upright sheriff was, in fact, a participant in the Holy Grail War.

Not only that, but he was one of the shadowy players behind the scenes.

He had partnered with François, the deranged Master who sought to torment Jeanne d'Arc.

The "Caster" he referred to was none other than Alexandre Dumas, the Servant Orlando had summoned.

Dumas' Noble Phantasm, Sublimation, allowed him to create pseudo-replicas of Noble Phantasms that even ordinary humans could use, and he had armed the police force with these creations.

Historically, Dumas was not a hero but a renowned playwright and novelist, best known for The Three Musketeers and The Count of Monte Cristo.

"Of course I have something important to say, brother! Do you realize what's about to happen right before our eyes?"

Dumas' tone was brimming with excitement as he spoke to the stoic sheriff.

"It's a trial of the gods! A test bestowed upon heroes by divine beings!

The kind of event that bards sing of for millennia! And it's about to unfold right here, in front of us!"

Hearing this, a slight change flickered across Orlando's otherwise impassive face, his brow arched subtly as he replied, "So, you know what's going on now?"

"Of course I do, brother! I've been watching everything through your surveillance system," Dumas said with a booming laugh. "But the bigger reason is that they weren't even trying to hide it!

"A goddess possessing a young girl, descending here from the ancient Age of Gods... and a hero stepping straight out of myth!"

"Brother, my blood is boiling! I can't wait to run out there and witness it all with my own eyes!"

Orlando, the deeply frowning police chief, was just about to inquire further about the specifics of his subordinate's cryptic statements.

For instance, he wanted to know more about the goddess mentioned, and the hero straight out of myth—who exactly were they?

"Wait a second, brother! It's happening, right now!"

On the other end of the phone, Dumas's voice rose with excitement as he exclaimed loudly, "Look up, quickly! That silver meteor—it's already falling!"

Hearing this, Orlando, phone in hand, instinctively turned his head to look out the window.

As if validating Dumas's words, he saw the silver meteor streaking through the night sky.

In that instant, its arrival was impossible to miss.

With the descent of the bull ogmf Heaven, Gugalanna, the hurricane winds and roaring thunder it brought cast an eerie, fleeting silence over the vast expanse of land below.

Amidst the chaos of storms and lightning, the silver meteor soared with elegance, traversing the heavens, only to vanish into the depths of the night.

"…What was that?" Orlando asked, stunned.

"That," Dumas laughed joyously on the other end, "is the meteor seized by a legendary hero from myth. Its form represents art and beauty, and its name is Pegasus—the winged horse, Pegasus!"

Pegasus… The name rang a bell for Orlando.

'I think it was as a fantastical creature from ancient Greek mythology. And the hero who captured and rode it? If my memory serves me right…'

His eyes widened slightly in realization and the police chief finally understood why Dumas was so elated tonight.

At this moment, he once again saw the falling silver meteor, and this time he also witnessed the other party's true appearance.

Because at this moment,

Pegasus, the winged horse, happened to gallop past the precinct where Orlando stood.

Its silver wings, magnificent frame, and the fleeting glimpse of the young man astride it—all of this left a profound impression on the police chief's mind in that fleeting moment.

As Orlando snapped out of his daze, he moved instinctively to the window.

Peering up at the sky, he could only catch a glimpse of that dazzling silver glow fading into the distance.

Facing the storms and lightning, Pegasus fearlessly soared onward, carrying the youth who commanded it toward its destined path.

The sight was like a scene straight out of myth and legend, leaving even the prepared Orlando frozen in awe.

"A trial bestowed by the gods… and the hero who will face it?"Orlando murmured softly.

If he could witness this, it went without saying that others had as well.

Ordinary townsfolk, cowering in their homes amidst the storm, glimpsed the figure of the winged horse.

Their worldview shattered, leaving them questioning whether they were dreaming.

Meanwhile, those who were anything but ordinary—the magi, Dead Apostles, and Servants from the realm of the supernatural also took note of the spectacle.

"Rin, did you see that?"

From a villa in the outskirts, Emiya Shirou, who had been tracing the source of the calamity, stood still on the road.

Shaking his head, he gazed into the distance at the meteor shining amidst the thunder.

At his side, Tohsaka Rin didn't respond to his word, instead she just stared at the scene.

Because, at the moment she laid eyes on it and guessed what it was, every speculation in her heart had already solidified into reality—no matter how absurd that reality seemed.

"Pegasus…" the Servant Hippolyta, the Amazonian Queen murmured as her fiery red hair swayed like flames in the wind, and her golden eyes fixed on the radiant star.

"That was his first miracle. With a body as fragile as any mortal's, under the witness of the Goddesses of Fate and Wisdom, he captured that silver meteor."

"Since that day, no matter when or where—across the vast mortal world, the resplendent realm of the gods, the endless depths of the ocean, or the forbidden underworld—if he calls for it, Pegasus will appear by his side."

"And under the gaze of the great gods, it will carry him to face his trials…"

Humming softly, Hippolyta recited the lyrics of a song she had once heard from a wandering bard.

At the same time, the war god's girdle she wore began to move of its own accord.

This divine relic, a gift from Ares to his daughter, emitted the essence of the gods, creating a protective barrier around her.

It shielded Hippolyta, along with Rin Tohsaka, Shirou Emiya, and Luvia, from the raging storm and the wild magical energy permeating the air.

Not everyone had come, though.

Some of the students remained at the villa, analyzing the workings of the Holy Grail magic and tending to the little girl left in their care.

"Father god… are you asking me to assist him?" Hippolyta stared in confusion at the suddenly animated war god's girdle and couldn't help but ask aloud.

"No?"

Hippolyta, who was immediately denied, tilted her head in surprise and confusion, not understanding what the god of war Ares meant...when.

"Greetings to all of you."

A slightly playful voice broke through the tension.

Smiling, the Servant Jason appeared before them, accompanied by Jeanne d'Arc, her beautiful golden hair swaying gently in the wind.

Noticing the group's confused and slightly startled gazes,

Jason sighed and shrugged helplessly. "I've been thrown off again… Honestly, even after all these years, that guy hasn't changed a bit. Aside from Atalanta and Medea, he's still willing to kick anyone who dares to approach him!"

"So…"

Shirou Emiya, still somewhat dazed, instinctively asked Jason, "Is he really the one who…"

"Ah, ah, ah!"

Jason quickly waved his hand to interrupt Shirou, then walked over, placed a hand on his shoulder and said with a grin, "Let's not talk about things like that at a time like this. The truth will be revealed soon enough, and everything will unfold before your eyes."

"So why not save your curiosity and anticipation for the final moment, and witness it with your own eyes...right, Jeanne!"

Jeanne, who was standing beside them, smiled faintly upon hearing this, but did not reply.

Her expression was just worried as she looked around at the town, which was inevitably affected by the arrival of the Bull of Heaven.

To be honest, she didn't have much doubt about Promise' ability, but recalling his "greeting" with Gilgamesh a few days ago, she couldn't help but worry if the innocent people in this city would be affected by this trial.

If necessary, I'll try to stop this trial... Saint Jeanne d'Arc thought to herself at this moment.

Jason didn't pay much attention to her reaction, but just smiled and looked at Shirou Emiya again... The moment he saw that Promise' attitude towards Shirou Emiya was obviously different, Jason actually regarded him as a friend as well.

"Speaking of which, Shirou, I heard from Promise that you seemed to have participated in a Holy Grail War before, and even had an adventure with my companions on board?"

Hearing this, Shirou Emiya, who recalled the Holy Grail War, nodded and smiled at Jason after a trance, "Yes, and thank you for your care."

"Me too." Rin Tohsaka, who was at the side, also replied.

"Is that so... Speaking of which, who was there?" Jason continued to ask with a little curiosity.

"Heracles and Medea..."

Hearing Heracles' name from Shirou Emiya's mouth, Queen Hippolyta of the Amazons subconsciously turned her head to look.

Jason was also taken aback.

At the same time, he thought of the aura he had sensed not long ago.

He felt it was such a coincidence and was about to laugh out loud when he heard the name Medea and face darkened.

"That woman..."

Sighing, Jason let go of the hand on Shirou Emiya's shoulder and took two steps back, his face full of disgust.

Seeing this, Rin Tohsaka blinked, feeling that it was very interesting, so she was about to ask a few more questions...when.

"I didn't expect to see you here, so... you found him, right?"

That deep and steady voice sounded.

Like a small giant, with skin like a statue sculpted by a god, full of divine power, Heracles appeared before them at this moment.

Accompanying him was Enkidu.

Wherever she went, flowers would bloom on the ground.

The flowers contained magic power, resisting the storm swept by the Bull of Heaven.

Facing everyone's gaze, Enkidu showed her usual gentle smile.

However, when she occasionally turned her head to look in the direction of the Bull of Heaven or a certain goddess, a naked disgust appeared on her face.

"Heracles?!" Queen Hippolyta of the Amazons saw Heracles appear in front of her like this, and she was both surprised and angry, but there was also a hint of joy in her heart.

Heracles glanced at Hippolyta, nodded slightly, and then fixed his gaze on Jason again.

The latter also came out of Medea's shadow at this moment. Facing Heracles' inquiring gaze, he raised his head proudly and said, "Yes, it's me!

When I set sail again, I said, you can't, the gods can't, but it doesn't mean I can't. I will definitely find him, so now, I found him!"

"That's it..."

Heracles nodded again and said from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you Jason, you have worked hard, and we... finally found him."

The Argo, which had never stopped and sailed again, finally stopped.

Listening to Heracles' words, Rin Tohsaka recalled Medea in the Holy Grail War and her wish.

And she once said with a smile that the crew members of the Argo who came to participate in the Holy Grail War were almost all for the same wish.

At this moment, Rin Tohsaka finally fully realized what a miracle this was, and so did Shirou Emiya.

The feelings in his heart were even deeper than Rin Tohsaka's.

After all, Promise was one of Shirou Emiya's few friends after coming to the Clock tower.

It was precisely because of this that Rin Tohsaka noticed one thing, so she looked at Hippolyta and looked at the War God's Girdle that was floating on her body and protecting them.

"Hippolyta, I think I know... I know what your father wants you, or us, to do."

Her spoke, drawing the attention of everyone present as she spoke. "The professor told me that if we want to know the true identity of the promise, we don't need to do anything.

Because if it's really him, the silver-white Pegasus will descend sooner or later."

"It will carry him to his destination, and just like in the myths, it will be glorious and dazzling, deserving of all the praise that bards can offer."

"Therefore, Hippolyta, I think your father is not asking for help, but simply showing off to us and inviting us."

Inviting them to witness such a beautiful sight.

When Rin finished speaking, both Jason and Heracles were stunned for a moment.

Then they looked at each other and laughed.

"This... really brings back memories,"

Jason said with emotion.

Heracles nodded slightly.

Their reactions undoubtedly confirmed Rin's words.

"Is that so, great father?" Hippolyta curiously asked the War God's military band, which gave an affirmative reply.

"I see..."

Hippolyta suddenly understood. She looked at Heracles, and after a brief silence, she raised her head and said, "Then let us witness it together."

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P.S: Tomorrow's my exam...wish me luck..I really need it!!