I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"You guy!"

"This is the end for both sides!"

A cold voice rang out, and a flash of light appeared, leaving a mark on the path where Misaki and Fushimi were facing off.

"Both sides lay down their weapons!"

Seri Awashima stood there, still holding her knife. "Fushimi! Drop your weapon, do you hear me?"

"..." Fushimi did not answer, but instead looked at Misaki with a somewhat unwilling expression.

“Yata Misaki, the assault captain of HOMRA, her nickname is [Yata no Crow], right?” Awashima Seri said, looking at Misaki.

“I know you too, Awashima Seri, the right-hand woman of the Blue King, nicknamed the [Ice Queen],” Misaki replied.

The voluptuous Vice-Commander Awashima then wore a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"The only person who would call me that is a certain bar owner."

“…Huh?” Misaki looked stunned.

At this moment, Gil and Kamamoto also came to Misaki's side, protecting him on either side.

“Let’s leave it at that this time. You two can settle your grudges privately next time, okay?” Awashima looked at Misaki and asked in a questioning tone.

"Huh? Please, it was your people who provoked us first." Misaki said, looking annoyed.

"Sorry, that was my choice of words." Awashima coughed. "Let's postpone the fight until next time. That's all."

"...Ha, I obey the Red King, why should I listen to you blue-clad people?" Misaki retorted with a sneer.

Awashima gave a helpless look. "The Red King... Suoh Mikoto, he picks on every meal we bring him, then eats and goes straight to sleep. I'm really fed up with him..."

“Brother Zun…” Jill’s eyes flickered, but then—

Another image flashed by.

With his arms outstretched, the Sword of Damocles descended from the sky, and Munakata plunged the sword into Mikoto's chest...

"Huff... huff..." Jill recovered quickly.

This omniscient and omnipotent star, which resembles a revelation, is already informing you that you might die...!

Gil, panting, looked at Misaki.

“Let’s go back first.” Gil turned around and said, “Fushimi, I’ll remember this debt.”

His red eyes gleamed, "I'll get it back from you sooner or later."

"Okay, let's go then." Misaki picked up her skateboard. "Let's go."

"Wait for me, Hatta-nii, Gil!" Kamamoto caught up with Gil and Misaki.

Fushimi then slowly sheathed his sword.

Jill's words made him smile.

"marvelous……"

……

stadium.

Jill's shoulder was tightly bandaged. "Let's leave it like this for now. We'll change the dressing and bandages when we get back." Although Kamamoto looked big and burly, his movements were actually quite delicate.

“Listen to me…” Gil’s expression was very serious. He held up his coat in his hand. “You will be killed by the Blue King when the Sword of Damocles falls.”

"!" Misaki and Kamamoto both showed surprised expressions.

“...Listen to me.” Gil looked at them with a very serious expression. “I have a way to save Brother Zun, but I will hide myself. You must cover my whereabouts and make sure Mr. Kusanagi doesn’t find out that I’m missing.”

"……That……"

“If you agree, I have one condition.” Gil looked at Misaki, “Hachida-nii, if you ever fight with that stinky monkey again, you have to punch him twice in the face to get revenge for me!”

"Okay! It's a deal then!" Misaki and Gil high-fived to finalize the agreement.

"You guys... really, I thought you'd be calm, Jill, but you're still just a kid..."

"Is that so?" Jill smiled, her eyes narrowing. "I always seek revenge."

"Hey, hey, please spare me."

"Yes, that's right."

"And then, when I asked those girls, they all said they didn't know."

"It's similar on our side; we don't know either."

“Speaking of which, Gil, you actually asked a girl a question,” Misaki said, scratching her head.

"This? It's very simple." Jill smiled.

"When I smiled like that, all the older girls told me everything."

"Wow! That's awesome, Gil!" Kamamoto gave Gil a thumbs up.

“I never want to do that again,” Jill said, covering her face. “Those girls were horrible.”

"...It looks like a pretty terrible experience." Kamamoto said, his lips twitching.

“Alright, let’s all go back. Since there’s no result, we can only hope that my prophecy or Anna can find that guy’s trail…” Jill said, scratching her head.

"Okay, let's go then."

……

Back at the bar, Anna saw Jill return and ran over to her, "Jill, are you singing again today?"

"Okay, later... I'll go change my bandage on my arm and then I'll sing." Jill looked at Anna, and the expression on this girl's face, which made one want to pity her, was just too much...

Anna is a very endearing girl, and Gil understands why everyone in HOMRA calls this lovely girl "Little Princess."

Such a pitiful girl, if we don't protect her, who will?

That's what Jill thinks, anyway.

Chapter Twelve Plan

Kusanagi stared at Gil with a very serious look, making Gil a little uneasy.

"What's wrong, Mr. Kusanagi?" Gil asked cautiously.

"You, I thought it would be Hatta-chan who acted impulsively this time, but I didn't expect it to be you who acted impulsively?" Kusanagi lit a cigarette, took a puff, and exhaled a smoke ring as he spoke.

"Well... actually..."

"You've been provoked, haven't you? For someone to get this angry, they must have mentioned Mikoto. And that small wound on your arm... it must be Fushimi, right?" Kusanagi said, looking at the wound on Gil's arm that was exposed after the bandages were removed.

"As expected of Mr. Kusanagi... he guessed everything correctly." Gil picked up a bandage from the side, preparing to re-bandage it. "But that guy's face is so annoying, I really want to punch him."

"We got ambushed," Kusanagi sighed, putting a cigarette in his mouth before stepping forward to pick up the bandage and re-bandage Gil.

"Thank you, Mr. Kusanagi." Gil moved his arm; it wasn't too uncomfortable from the bandages. He thanked Kusanagi.

"You..." Kusanagi sighed helplessly, "Go play with Anna, it's obvious that Anna likes you a lot."

“Mr. Kusanagi, do you already know…” Gil suddenly said.

"Hmm?" Kusanagi looked at Gil with a strange expression.

“Brother Zun will die in the end.” Gil looked at Kusanagi seriously.

"...Yes, has your prophecy been triggered?" Kusanagi sat down and looked at Gil. "You saw it, didn't you? The Sword of Damocles falling."

"Isn't there any other way?" Jill asked.

"...Yes, there is a way, which is to have the Venerable relinquish the position of the Red King, but you understand that's impossible, because he still wants to kill the Colorless King. After all... only a king can kill a king." Kusanagi took a deep drag on his cigarette and then exhaled a puff of smoke. "Now you're telling me there's a solution, right?"

“Yes, that is to destroy the falling Sword of Damocles,” Gil said seriously. “However, Brother Zun will lose all his power. Although the next Red King can grant him power, he will definitely not be able to return to his former level.”

"Are you kidding me... destroying the Sword of Damocles?" Kusanagi frowned.

“I have a plan, but it will take some time,” Jill said. “I need someone to help me cover for me, and it’s difficult to control, so there’s a certain degree of danger involved.”

"..." Kusanagi took a deep drag of his cigarette and exhaled a smoke ring.

“I can do it, believe me,” Jill said.

“Okay, then I’ll trust you…” Kusanagi stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray. “Anyway, the worst outcome is just the same as before, right? Just go for it.”

“…Thank you, Mr. Kusanagi.” Jill smiled, then picked up her coat and tossed the blood-stained jacket into the washing machine. “I’ll go downstairs now, or Anna will be waiting.”

"Go ahead, go ahead," Kusanagi said with a smile.

Jill's figure quickly disappeared at the top of the stairs, and Kusanagi lit another cigarette for himself.

"Destroy the Sword of Damocles... A very bold idea, is it really possible?"

Exhaling a smoke ring, Kusanagi looked out the window, "If we can do that... then there's hope for Mikoto..."

Jill can certainly do it.

His Gate of Babylon is a special item given by the world template; it's an upgraded version, far surpassing the original Gate of Babylon.

The original Gate of Babylon was essentially a key-sword connecting to the Golden City. By connecting spaces, it allowed users to freely access the treasures within the vault.

The Gate of Babylon, created by World Templates, is itself a treasure trove.

The treasures that came with it were even more terrifying.

The original Gate of Babylon contained the prototypes of all the Heroic Spirits' Noble Phantasms.

However, in the world template of the Gate of Babylon, apart from some Noble Phantasms that cannot be physically represented, all Noble Phantasms are contained within it.

In other words, Gilles possesses all the Noble Phantasms!

Furthermore, the Gate of Babylon provided by the world template has a recycling and repair function, which means that Gilles can freely throw Noble Phantasms into battle.

However, Jill's use of the Gate of Babylon was insufficient to shatter the Sword of Damocles.

Therefore, he needs to use a Noble Phantasm.

The only weapon he can use is one that is at least a Noble Phantasm for fighting cities.