"Congratulations, Fujimaru Ritsuka, you have taken the first step towards becoming a warrior. I hope you can continue to work hard on this path and tear apart servants as soon as possible!"
Perseus, the caring hero who took the initiative to act as an instructor, obviously recognized Ritsuka's efforts, but this statement—
"Ehhhhhhhhh—" the boy exclaimed in surprise, "This is too exaggerated."
"That's right." Olga Marie, who had resolved the battle faster than Ritsuka, came over. "Servants and humans are not on the same level. Is it impossible to tear a Servant apart with bare hands?"
"Is it really impossible? Is there no hope at all?" Perseus asked with a smile.
"This..." Olga Marie couldn't understand for a moment, and Ritsuka was also confused.
"Why can't you wrap your heads around this? Humans are strong and weak, and so are Servants. If you can't beat the strong ones, what about the weak ones? Besides, Servants are based on humans after all. Although their basic attributes are higher, some aspects have not changed. You will die if you hit them here, and this won't always be right."
Perseus said, pointing first to his heart and then to his head.
"And the difference in attributes and experience is not irreparable. Why do you think I would spend so much time to dismantle the evil bones myself?"
"!!!" Olga Marie's pupils shrank.
Regardless of his past life, Perseus' current job is Caster, which gives him a natural advantage in using magic. With this number of evil bones, he can clear them with just one magic, and there is no need to fight them one by one. Even if it is for the purpose of training himself and others, he can just clear out a large part first and leave a small part.
"Question: Why can humans defeat those animals that are much stronger than themselves and become the masters of the world?"
"Because humans know how to use tools." Ritsuka looked at the stick he had picked up as a makeshift weapon and answered. This was also the standard answer in the textbook.
"Correct. If you don't have enough physique, you can make up for it with tools."
With a kick of his foot, a complete spine bounced up and fell into Perseus' hands.
"Although evil bones are not excellent materials, there are occasionally a few good ones among such a large base, and some good props can be made. I am actually quite good at this. If I am lucky, it is not impossible to reach the level of a treasure."
Lixiang's eyes lit up at that moment, flickering like light bulbs.
"Okay, stop looking at me like that. I'll make props for you later. Before that, help me find some suitable materials, like this bone that's not damaged at all. Huh? Why does this bone feel strange? It feels like my own bone, but it's a little softer... Never mind, it's softer if it's similar. No matter what it is, compatibility is the most important thing."
Perseus muttered to himself as he continued searching through the pile of bones, Olga Marie and Ritsuka also joined the search.
Ritsuka also shouted: "Mashu, you come and help too."
What’s strange is that the girl who has always been so hardworking and enthusiastic did not respond immediately.
"Mashu?"
Ritsuka looked over in confusion, only to find the girl leaning against the wall with her shield, sweating profusely, looking like she was in a lot of trouble.
"Mashu! What's wrong with you?"
Hearing his call, Olga Marie and Perseus also dropped their work and came over. The former carefully checked Mashu's body, while the latter performed a set of three-combination magics - protection, detection, and recovery.
The inspection results were quite reassuring.
"It's just fatigue caused by excessive consumption of physical strength and magic power. It's not a big deal. You can recover after resting for a while."
"Well, the materials are almost enough. Any more would be a waste." Perseus nodded in agreement: "But it's a bit strange. Although I don't know the real name, from all aspects of his performance, the Heroic Spirit who lent Mash his power should be a strong man who is not inferior to me. It shouldn't be like this because of such a small amount of consumption. What went wrong? Speaking of which, the existence form of Sub-Servants is also very strange... The power of the Heroic Spirit is too much of a burden on the human body. Is this the reason?"
"No." Olga Marie denied, "Mash's body is special and can fully withstand the power of the Heroic Spirit."
"Then, what about the Heroic Spirit itself? If it's convenient, could you tell me which Heroic Spirit lent Mashu his power?"
"This..." Olga Marie's expression instantly fell, and after hesitating for a long time, she gave an answer, "We don't know the real name of that heroic spirit."
"Huh?" Perseus looked as if he had seen a ghost.
If you don't know, how dare you summon them? If you don't know, how dare you lend them power? If you don't know, how dare you use it
"It's true."
At this time, Mashu's condition has improved a lot, and she can stand up on her own. This is also due to the powerful recovery ability of the sub-servant.
"He remained silent from the moment he was summoned, and he didn't tell me his real name until he signed a contract with me."
"It seems that this is the reason. The situation on your side is extremely complicated. Where is the Noble Phantasm? Do you have any information about it? I can also infer my true name from this. Well, if I encounter a situation where Medusa holds my Noble Phantasm, there will be nothing I can do. It shouldn't be such a coincidence."
"Yes, I'm sorry, I don't know the information about the Noble Phantasm. I, I can't use it." Perhaps because of shame, Mashu lowered her head so low that it almost touched her chest.
"You don't have to be like this." Perseus sighed, "This is not your fault. It's the thoughtlessness of the heroic spirit who lent you your power. Really, if you want to do a good thing, do it completely. What's the point of leaving a tail behind?"
"Please don't say that. I am already very grateful to him for saving me and lending me strength."
Mashu raised her head, there was no negative emotion in her clear eyes, only sincerity.
"Um, Mr. Perseus, you are a true Servant. Do you have any way to allow me to use my Noble Phantasm?"
"Let me think about it. This is the first time I've encountered this problem."
Perseus frowned, then quickly relaxed and smiled oddly.
"A rookie Master who knows nothing, a sub-servant who doesn't know the source of power and can't use a Noble Phantasm, plus a—"
"What's wrong with me?" Olga Marie stared back at Perseus without hesitation, noticing his gaze. "I am a first-class magician."
"I don't deny that, but you don't seem to have the qualifications to be a Master."
Olga Marie shuddered and gritted her teeth: "So what?"
"He has excellent qualities in all aspects, but he lacks this one thing. Could he be cursed?"
"It's none of your business."
Olga Marie turned her head away angrily and no longer looked at Perseus.
PS: Puro said there was no problem doing it for family, Puro went to kill Medusa for his mother Danae.