I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

“That’s really a headache…” Jibril stared at the traveler. “This persistence and strength… it’s almost as if you’re not a monkey.”

"Ha... well, then... pay a little price." The traveler exhaled.

His left arm was simply no match for an opponent like the Skywing, which was used against demonic monsters.

and so……

The traveler decided to give everything he had.

"Lord..." The traveler slowly closed his eyes, recalling everything from the past.

"...Is that so? I apologize for calling you a monkey."

What did Jibril sense when she saw the traveler's appearance?

However, the mere sound of a plop—the sound itself—produced a fetal movement that resembled an attack.

The traveler looked up at the sky, and his right eye shone brightly.

Drawing a complex and enormous halo, Jibril spread her arms and said—

“You are a ‘threat’ that must be eliminated here—I agree that you deserve to be called an ‘enemy’.”

It's comparable to the EX-rank Noble Phantasm I've seen before... but Ea is still more powerful.

Extracted from the atmosphere and planets, these spirits are forcibly compressed, concentrated, and condensed.

A glowing sprite appeared in Jibril's hands, from which wobbled, amorphous spears.

——【Sky Strike】——

Without a doubt, the Skywing transformed all its internal structures into the Elf Corridor connecting its nerves, drawing power from the source current of the Elf Corridor to unleash its attack—as the text indicated, this was the Skywing's largest and strongest strike.

The traveler reached out and threw away his cloak.

Because of the Heavenly Judgment, all the spirit remains floating in the air in this area have disappeared.

The traveler smiled.

He recalled what had happened over the past year.

Her first encounter with Rick.

They played chess and exchanged information with Rick time and time again.

Help Rick out of his predicament.

Help Shubi, that machine-type girl, understand the heart.

Everything, everything, is a memory.

"If used here... my left eye would probably be completely paralyzed."

At that moment, the traveler's left eye shone with an intense light.

"Buzz..." One magic circle after another appeared in this space.

"There's only one chance..."

"Magic conversion begins!" The traveler gripped the sword with one hand. The magnificent longsword with its sheath was now, if one looked closely, one would notice that the traveler was already wearing a pale silver armor. Underneath the original brown cloak, there was now a blue cloak.

"This is a weapon that can rival the Noble Phantasm of that arrogant king!" the traveler muttered to himself. "I don't want to use it until the very end."

"The Thirteen Seals are Released, the Round Table Conference Begins! (Seal·Thirteen Decision·Start)"

"【admit】

Bedivere

Gareth

Lancelot

Mordred

【Gallahat】

Tristan

【Ageguiwen】

【Arthur】!

The traveler gripped his sword tightly, "This is the battle to save the world!"

Blood kept gushing from his left eye. "Excalibur!"

A golden pillar of light rose from the ground and collided with the sky.

The golden beam of light emanates from Excalibur, the shining holy sword that saved the planet. Forged to vanquish planets, this golden blade is meant to repel all evil.

After the traveler released the eight seals, the blade attached to the sword was released, and the traveler's attack completely surpassed the Heavenly Strike!

No... not yet.

The traveler could feel that although he had destroyed the Sky Strike, its aftershocks—

The traveler was thrown into the air.

Whether it was sheer luck or the world's favor, the traveler did not lose consciousness.

Where Skystrike and Excalibur collided, the spirits within a radius of several kilometers were dispersed.

The energy fluctuations that had created a hole in the mountain peak—and even in the dust-covered sky—ceased.

"...Huff...Huff...Ah—!"

Overuse of power has rendered the spirit unable to maintain its form from adult to child due to insufficient energy.

Jibril landed, panting, after looking at the location of the unconscious 'enemy'.

"...Ahhh...Finally...I got the head...!"

"Who told you that?" The figure suddenly sprang up, pressing a sharp dagger against the young girl's neck.

"Sorry... but I won this time. I should thank you for using the Heavenly Strike. The greater the damage to the planet, the greater the power of that sword." The traveler's left eye was devoid of any light, while his right eye shone with a cold and intense killing intent.

But soon, that stinging murderous intent disappeared.

The traveler took out a rope and revealed a smile that Jibril could call evil.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeees!"

……

"Come on, as prisoners of war, show some self-awareness!"

"Let go! You pervert! You devil!"

"Hmph, your gods are the real demons!" The traveler's cold expression remained unchanged. After binding Jibril, he also used a Noble Phantasm to seal the Elven Corridor on Jibril's body.

Then, dragging his aching body, he rushed back to the secret base as quickly as possible.

“Rick, Shubi, I’m back…” The traveler dragged the reluctant Jibril along. “I caught a Winged Race—!”

The traveler's shout caused a sensation.

"Wow, impressive, Traveler! No wonder he boasted he could shatter a planet!"

"Traveler, you look like a lolicon, don't you?"

"No, that's not it..." the traveler laughed and scolded, "Everyone scatter, this guy is very dangerous."

"Danger?"

"Ah, that was super dangerous! I risked my life to grab her. Okay, move aside."

The traveler dragged Jibril aside and threw her on the ground.

"Hey, stop pretending to be dead." The traveler patted Jibril's cheek. "I know you're awake."

“Tch…” Jibril glared angrily at the traveler.

But she was quickly stunned.

The traveler's expression was one of helplessness.

“You haven’t eaten anything on the way, have you? Here you have.” The traveler stuffed a rice ball into Jibril’s mouth.

"No!" Jibril spat out the rice ball.

The traveler's sharp longsword pierced the side of Jibril's head.

"To be honest, I really want to kill you." The traveler gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, black flames surging from the Jizo Mirror. "The thought of you self-proclaimed superior races harming my friend makes my killing intent boil over!"

After using The World to pause time for the first time, the traveler asked The World the question:

The original course of this world.

He saw Hughie completely destroyed by the heavenly strike.

He saw Rick's powerless wails.

This is enough.

The traveler's fierce and cold gaze, seemingly capable of devouring everything, stunned Jibril.

"If it weren't for the rules of the game—"

No one will die; I would have killed you long ago.

The traveler did not continue talking to Jibril, but sat down to the side, chewing the rice ball to replenish his strength.

After more than eight hours of traveling back and forth and fighting, he hadn't had a drop of water, so now was the time to replenish his energy.

After the traveler finished eating the rice balls, Hughie and Rick walked in.

"Traveler—!" Rick rushed up, grabbing the traveler by the collar without a word. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?! You ran off all by yourself! What if you..."

"I'm fine," the traveler smiled. "Don't worry."

"The traveler's... left eye is completely necrotic." Shubi stared at the traveler, and the traveler sensed something emanating from Shubi...

The traveler chuckled softly.

He saw the ring on Shubi's hand.

"Oh! Shubi, you and Rick!"