A Not So Evil God In Fate/Grand Order

"If you are going as far as to do this, then that means you already know my identity," Leonidas said, resting the b.u.t.t end of his spear on the ground.

"More or less. Although the roles have changed now, but that doesn't matter, does it? You want to conquer the city; I want to defend it. So, let's start our fight and see who is going to be victorious, shall we?" After saying this, Seth used a stance Leonidas knew very well.

Moving his left foot forward, he lowered his center of gravity before putting his shield diagonally in front of him, with his spear resting on top of it and pointing toward the King of Sparta.

The Guardian of the Hot Gates narrowed his eyes at first but later burst out laughing. "Hahaha! To think the young generation will remember my old tale, I must say I'm flattered." He scratched his helmet in what seemed to be a moment of embarrassment.

Soon, however, his demeanor became severe. "Still, do you think it only takes a similar place and being outnumbered to do it? It requires muscle and strategy!"

Seth gave him a deadpan look. "Are you going to attack or not?"

"I admire your bravery, and I can tell you are not just a normal human. Even so, don't you think it's a little too much to stop our advance by yourself?" Leonidas appreciated the courage displayed by the man in front of him, but he couldn't help but have doubts about his chances of stopping him.

"You are one to talk. Didn't you ask the same question to yourself once?" Seth couldn't help but retort to his inquiry.

The King of Sparta laughed, hearing his response. "Hahaha! You certainly convinced me with your answer! Let's see if you can resist for as long as I did!" With that proclamation, Leonidas did the same stance as Seth.

"Finally. Although this will be a battle between you, your Spartans, and me, I don't want side mobs to interrupt." Seth said, gaining a confused look from his opponent.

Lancer eventually understood what he meant when he saw an army flaking them from a hill on their right. He momentary deviated his attention from Seth to give order to his soldiers. "Men, divide yourselves into three units and attack from the front and the sides, corner them!" With his natural leadership skills, they carried his orders without mishaps.

After giving his instructions, he returned his attention to Seth, who didn't seem affected by the new turn of events. "I know I said you needed strategy, but you could have planned something better!" His tone did not intend to insult; it looked more like he was joking with him.

"They have my blessing; they will manage. More importantly, it's time we start our fight; I don't want to be here forever." When he said that, the Roman army started attacking like madmen, not caring about anything. They released strange sounds from their mouth as they killed soldiers with a strength that didn't seem human.

The King looked at this with extreme seriousness on his gaze. "That army you have there doesn't look human; they appear to have raised from the land of Hades himself." However, he soon noticed the enemy was retreating.

"I don't know what you are trying to do, but if you want a fight, who am I to deny it?" Lancer pointed his spear at the sky as new soldiers began to materialize. However, different from the ones he had been leading until now, the new additions had a different set of armor and an aura of fierceness that couldn't be replicated by the Roman troops.

"Don't interfere, leave this to me, and concentrate on Rome's army!" Leonidas gave one last command to the soldiers from the United Empire before advancing towards Seth with steady steps, his Spartan brothers following behind.

"Let's what you have got, Leonidas of Sparta." With the Egyptian God's words signaling the beginning of the battle, the newly materialized soldiers charged at full speed toward him.

'This will be a rematch between two men, so I don't think I should use my authority. Who knows? It might end up being refreshing to fight like this.' Seth thought to himself as he watched the incoming soldiers. He counted them as part of Leonidas, so to him, it was still a one versus one battle.

The black-haired man stood there, waiting for the materialized being to come. He was approached by multiple soldiers at the same time, however, unfazed by this, Seth bashed his shield against some and spartan-kicked others.

He also used his spear but didn't strike vital parts, his instinct told him that if he let the soldiers alive, the threat level of Leonidas will go up. Now, he was not some sort of m.a.s.o.c.h.i.s.t that will let the enemy power up for no reason, that was just stupid. With that said, his instincts also told him that the Spartan King didn't have the potential to cause life-threatening damage.

He was relying very much on his instincts lately. They told him summoning Servants will be a pain, he didn't listen and now he was stuck with troublesome kids. 'Well, a change in lifestyle isn't bad now and then.' He thought while headbutting an incoming soldier.

Meanwhile, some soldiers who remained at the backline behind Leonidas put their shield forward and pointed their lances into the air. "Fire!" With their King's shout, they threw them like javelins toward Seth.

The soldiers in the frontline retreated with anticipation, leaving him to face the attack alone. He knew the shield wasn't going to resist, it wasn't special, after all. So, he decided to parry the lances with his spear.

Lancer was watching his movements with rapt attention. Seth moved slowly between the projectiles and hit the ones he couldn't evade. 'Hm...this doesn't bode well for us. And the army is slowly moving to chase the others. However, I fear I can't split my concentration and command them this time.' Even with the distance between them, Leonidas could see Seth's eyes locked onto his.

It's not like he didn't understand. When a battle started, turning away from your opponent would be a sign of disrespect. 'I just hope my strategy works and we can beat their army and take another route to get to—' Leonidas's eyes widened for a moment before bursting out laughing once again.

"Hahaha! Amazing, to think you went as far as to do that. I don't know if I should say I had been outsmarted or simply say I made a mistake in my calculations."

Seth swung his spear horizontally, creating a gust of wind that dispersed the remaining projectiles. "I don't know what you are talking about. I told you I merely did this to have fun, you can draw your own conclusions from that."

The King of Sparta closed his eyes as memories of his last battle filled his mind. Opening them once again, he looked at the man that gave the impression of an unsurpassable wall.

'I wonder...was this how Xerxes felt in that battle? Not being sure about obtaining victory even when you outnumber your enemy by a great difference.' Leonidas chuckled lightly under his helmet, he never thought he would be in this kind of situation someday.

"Offensive battles aren't my forte but I will give it my all. What do you say, my brothers?!" Lancer loudly asked his soldiers as a red aura enveloped them all of sudden.

"AHOO! AHOO! AHOO!" The Spartans raised their lances into the air consecutively to support their King's decision.

(A/N: I'm sorry...)

"So you are going to fight yourself now? That's fine for me." Seeing Leonidas taking an offensive stance, Seth couldn't help but comment in mild surprise.

"If my soldiers are planning to attack, I'm not going to stay behind." He started advancing together with his soldiers. "I will show it to you, the spirit of Sparta, that is!" The Guardian of the Hot Gates released another shout, motivating his warriors even more.

'I know that spirit very well, Leonidas. However, I wouldn't mind seeing it again.' Seth thought before hitting his shield with his spear numerous times. "Come! Prove to me that you are worthy of being called true warriors!"

At his proclamation, the three-hundred Spartans, including Leonidas, began running toward him. This time, Seth became more active in his defense and started retaliating with greater force.

A group of soldiers jumped at him, burying the black-haired man in a small mound of bodies. However, that didn't last long, as they were thrown away without resistance, hitting their companions in the process.

Just then, Leonidas came charging like a bull with his shield in front. Seth met his charge with his own shield, the moment they impacted, a small shockwave was released outward. Although neither of the two advanced or retreated after the clash, Seth's shield started cracking.

Even so, both warriors continued their attack. Arching their heads back a little, they headbutted each other with such force that it managed to break Leonidas' helmet.

Red hair and a smile of contentment were shown for the world to see. They retreated a few steps before kicking each other with the sole of their foot, creating another shockwave.

Leonidas made way to his soldiers who threw their lances from a relatively close distance. However, the result was the same as before, none of them could harm him. The only difference was Seth throwing his shield onto the ground, grabbing the thrown lances and throwing them back to them.

"I'm not done yet!" With those words, the Spartan King did a thrust with his spear, taking advantage of the fact his foe's shield was down.

Seth arched his torso backward before putting a hand on the ground for support and then kicked Leonidas' arm. Using his momentum, he continued until he did a full spin and was once again back on his feet. Not yet done, he did a turning kick on him before spinning and doing the same kick again.

The moment he was done replicating the move Berserker used against him, the Spartans attacked to give time for their King to recover from the attack.

Seth didn't mind and kept them company for a while. When he was in the middle of this, a shadow appeared behind him, crouched down and ready to attack. Without turning back, Seth raised his foot and bought it down just as quickly, hitting the shield that was still on the ground.

The weapon of the assailant hit the rising shield, which couldn't stop the attack and was finally broken into many pieces. Nevertheless, it momentarily blocked his vision. Enough for the butt-end of a spear to hit his c.h.e.s.t.

"Augh!" The assailant, Leonidas, recoiled in pain for a second before returning to normal. "I didn't expect it to work, but it was worth a try." He said as he rubbed his c.h.e.s.t where the impact occurred.

"An attack using your soldiers as a distraction can't be everything you have; show me the full potential of your Noble Phantasm." Seth jumped back from the small battlefield and returned to his original position, near the artificially created pass.

The King of Sparta did nothing to stop him and just wrily smiled with his eyes closed. "I'm afraid that is not possible. After all, I'm not fighting to protect something this time, just to conquer. As much as I would like to object to this, these are orders from the man that summoned me."

"If you don't have something physical to protect, then let it be your spirit, let it be your pride, let it be that unyielding attitude you had against me!" At the same time he was saying this, he was showing Leonidas one of his memories from when he lived as a human.

"And here I was wondering why you knew so much about that battle it looked as if you were there. Very well, for my honor as a King of Sparta, I will gladly fight against you once again." You couldn't deny the excitement in his voice, he was going to face his greatest rival, after all.

"Thermopylae..."

This story will continue.