I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Ah, I understand." Jill nodded. "Then, I'll find someone to help me distract them tomorrow."

"Oh? For example?"

"That glutton who came into this world."

"Hmph, you're thinking in sync with me now?"

"Each each other."

The two men chuckled wickedly, and the golden space instantly transformed into what looked like a transaction site for some kind of criminal organization...

Chapter 255 Lackey

Jill stepped out of the golden space and shook her head.

It was somewhat dark around me, but I could tell that this was the room where I slept.

Jill took out her pocket watch and glanced at it, realizing that according to the time of this world, it wasn't too late at this time.

In fact, the elves are more active at this time...

Gil wasn't sleepy to begin with, and Enkidu wasn't around, so he was about to stand up when he hesitated because of the weight on his body.

Jill lowered her head and, by the moonlight, saw the petite figure in her arms.

"Estère..." The sword spirit, who was not wearing any clothes except for knee-high socks, and who had a bad habit of ignoring her no matter how many times she was told not to listen, lay defenselessly in Gil's arms.

"...Well...this girl is really quite adorable." The moonlight shone on Esther's face, giving her a unique beauty.

Jill was summoned into the Golden Space in the afternoon—meaning he slept for about three hours.

Without waking Esther, Jill shoved a pillow into the arms of the sword-wielding loli, then put on her own clothes and left the room.

As Jill walked down the corridor, her thoughts were slightly turbulent.

After all, I've managed to leave behind a connection in this world...

Ren Ashbell – the strongest sword dancer whom I personally trained.

Jill chuckled and shook her head, then continued walking.

As he reached the corner, he was bumped into.

"Ah, I'm...I'm sorry," the platinum blonde girl said, holding her head in her hands.

“…Linslet? In such a hurry?” Jill raised an eyebrow, looking at the girl who was considered one of her teammates.

Speaking of which, this girl seems to care a lot about Lian.

Jill seemed to understand something and casually asked, "You came from the God-man?"

“…Yes…” For some reason, Linslet looked at Jill with a somewhat surprised expression.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me so strangely?" Jill asked.

“No… I’m just a little surprised…” Linslet shook her head. “After all, you usually have a very heavy aura.”

"Hmm... well, whatever, say what you will." Jill shrugged, and just as he was about to continue his walk, he paused.

“Speaking of which, Linslet…” Jill turned around, “what was your reason for participating in the Elf Sword Dance Festival?”

Everyone who comes to the Elf Sword Dance Festival has their own purpose, that much is undeniable.

Ren and Gil have the same goal: to destroy the Destruction Factor and its possessions. Claire, on the other hand, hopes to find her sister, even though that wish has already been fulfilled.

Then there are Alice and Fiona, two girls who also have their own wishes.

Jill's question made Linslet's expression darken.

"If it's something you can't talk about, then there's no need to say it," Jill said with a sigh.

“It’s not something that can’t be talked about—” Linslett shook her head.

So Linslet slowly explained the situation—

Yutia Laurenfrost, the second daughter of the Laurenfrost family, was originally an excellent priestess highly recommended by the Divine Ritual Academy. However, a few years ago, she made a mistake during a ritual to sacrifice to the Water Spirit King, which caused the Spirit King to imprison her in unmelting cursed ice in a fit of rage.

Count Lauren Frost once recruited elf envoys from the Empire to try to break the cursed ice; unfortunately, even with the help of various high-ranking elves, they were still unable to break it.

After that, Yutia remained asleep in the same position as she had been years before.

“That’s normal. The power of the Elf King isn’t easy to break, especially since those guys have also been corrupted by something bad,” Gil nodded and said.

"Corrupted by something bad..." Linsley nodded, "...that thing Rubia mentioned, something that doesn't exist in this world..."

Jill nodded. "Alright, I'm going to find the God."

After saying this, Gil slowly walked past Linslet and headed towards Lian's room.

"Wait!" Linslet suddenly stepped in front of Jill.

Jill's expression turned somewhat strange.

“I have a question I want to ask you…” Linslet hesitated for a moment, but finally asked it firmly.

"Is the god-like figure... the same Ren Ashbell from three years ago?"

Jill: "..."

How should this question be answered? Should the truth be revealed and these girls be allowed to engage in lesbian relationships? Or should the truth be kept hidden and one should continue to enjoy watching one's apprentice's troubled expression?

However... since such a simple and straightforward question has been asked, it means that Lian must have been exposed somewhere, right?

"Why would you ask that?" So Jill chose to ask first and then decide on her answer.

“Because… I saw Len Ashbell’s sword dance three years ago, and it was exactly the same as the sword dance of the god…”

“That’s not quite right. After all, I taught half of Len Ashbell’s sword dance,” Gilles said with a shrug.

"What... does that mean that the god and Lord Ren Ashbell are fellow disciples or fellow disciples?"

As Jill watched the girl in front of her begin to imagine things that were somewhat different from the truth, yet somehow not entirely wrong, she couldn't help but grin mischievously.

Hey, I'm kind of looking forward to seeing my apprentice get interrogated about "Len Ashbell's" hobbies...

Hmm, no matter how I think about it, I feel really happy...

Hmm, interesting. Thinking about it this way, why am I feeling a little excited?

So Jill just smiled, then walked past Linslet and continued on her way.

The shadow in the darkness saw this, so he waved his hand, and someone followed.

……

How could Jill not know that someone was following her?

He wanted to see what kind of people these guys who dared to follow him really were.

So Gildon stopped on the rooftop.

“It’s time to come out, you bastards.” Jill turned her head, her crimson eyes gleaming with a cold light.

Those were twelve elf envoys, dressed in long black robes—

With such a scale and such attire, it's far too conspicuous—

“Hmph…Hmph hahahahahahahaha—” Jill couldn’t help but laugh loudly.

Yes, it's too obvious.

"The Alphas Theocracy, and the faction that has come into contact with the Destruction Factor—are they lackeys of the [Snake]?" Jill stopped laughing, a contemptuous smile curving her lips.

Chapter 256 Departure, Heading to the Ruined Capital

"..." Just as an old monk pointed at Gil and was about to say something, his arm flew up.

"Ughhhhhh—" the old monk screamed in agony, blood still flowing from the severed part of his arm.

"Bastard, who gave you permission to point your vile finger at me?" Gil's eyes burned with fury like a crimson lotus. There wasn't a drop of blood on the cherry-colored blade, but the strike just now was indeed made by that very blade.

"Hmph! Everyone, attack together, for the sake of the leader—" the old monk shouted—

"Yes, for the sake of your leader, go on a journey to hell—" A cold voice rang out, a sword light flashed, and the old monk's head flew high into the air.

On her way here, Jill banished all the spirits that might see this place.

The purpose was to wipe out this group of guys in one fell swoop.

“It seems the Alphas Theocracy is in utter chaos—at least this Serpent Party has no good members…” Gil looked at the black-clad elves who had formed a circle around him, a look of annoyance on his face.

"Soul Flash - Eight Desolations!" Gil swung his sword—

Countless golden crystals, their cross-sections like mirrors, stretched across this space—

That is a sword technique that slashes through space, a combination of Gil's magic and divine power.

Then, the crystals shattered, cleaving everyone inside them in two!

Jill looked at the black gas beginning to surge around her and swung her sword again—

"Soul Flash - Moon Chaser!" The crescent moon's sword energy dispelled all the surrounding mist.

Gil held the sword in one hand, his face cold.

"What greedy bastards!" Jill cursed, waving her hand. Golden ripples appeared above the corpses, and some glass bottles appeared on them. Blue liquid dripped onto the corpses, melting them and their blood clean.

All that remained were weapons scattered on the ground.

"So, even the Holy Lugia Kingdom has people who have come into contact with the Soul Destruction Factor... It seems that cutting off the source is the only right way..." Gil frowned. "We need to plan this carefully..."

……

"..." Artoria looked at what had just happened.

"It really does sound like that guy's methods..." Artoria's calm voice rang out, though it was unclear who she was speaking to.

“Otherwise what? Did you think that person standing in front of you and Shirou Emiya that time was the real Gil? That was just an avatar that had absorbed too much of the evil in this world…” Enkidu’s voice rang out.

“I also find it hard to imagine that the two of you would be such close friends.” Artoria was wearing a black suit, which made him look like a prince.

In fact, he was not a prince, but a king—

“There are just too many incredible things in the world, aren’t there?” Enkidu smiled slightly.