I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

“That’s true, I can relate to that too…” Artoria nodded. “But, shouldn’t we really remind him?”

“No need.” Enkidu smiled. “Gil already knows everything. You’ll have to come and help when the time comes.”

"Isn't he going to Megidor tomorrow? I remember..."

“Isalia.” Enkidu looked into the distance, as if he could see right there. “That gluttonous girl.”

"You've met the Five Elf Kings?"

“Hmm…I guess so.” Enkidu nodded. “Alright, it’s time to go back. Night is getting late, and there are always some restless elves around here.”

"Well, let's go."

……

After experiencing all this mess, Jill wasn't in the mood to wander around aimlessly anymore.

He chose to go back to his room to rest, since he had to leave early the next morning and hoped to be back within a day.

Moreover, the wise king has prepared a map for him. The template will return the access to the treasures in the Gate of Babylon to Gilles tomorrow. At that time, if Gilles uses Vimana and there are no accidents on the way, he can travel back and forth between the ruined city of Megidore and the current palace in one day.

Jill returned to her room, took out paper and pen, and drew the map that she had drawn on the Wise King's stone slab that day on her own paper.

The benefits of perfect memory became apparent at this point; no matter how small the detail, it was perfectly reproduced on the paper by Jill.

“That should be fine. Then tomorrow, we’ll proceed along the routes marked on it…” Jill marked a few routes on it, then rolled up the map and tucked it into the golden ripples that appeared beside her.

Jill glanced at the sword spirit sleeping soundly on the bed, gave a somewhat helpless smile, then lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

I really need to get some rest early, because I'm definitely not going to be able to rest all day tomorrow...

Therefore, maintaining a good mental state is very important.

……

The next morning.

Jill woke up early, and the heaviness in her body made her frown slightly.

"Estelle...don't press down on me..." Jill opened her eyes uncomfortably, then met Esther's mysterious purplish-blue eyes.

Good morning, Brother Jill.

"Good morning, Esther. Get off me first, I'll be very happy."

"Okay." Esther obediently got off Jill, who helplessly covered her face. "Change your clothes."

"Hi……"

So, a dozen minutes later, Jill led Esther to the rooftop where they had fought the night before.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the template rang out.

"Restore the host's control over the use of the Noble Phantasm: Gate of Babylon."

"Estelle, let's go, we're going out for a bit."

"Where to?" Esther tilted her head and asked.

“Go... well, it will likely be a trip back to familiar territory for you.” Jill stretched out her hand, and huge golden ripples appeared in the space, followed by the appearance of a golden ship soaring through the sky.

“Let’s go to the ruined city of Megidore.” Jill tilted her head slightly and extended her hand to Esther.

“Wherever Brother Gil goes, Esther will accompany you… Esther is Brother Gil’s sword, and everything will be as Brother Gil wishes.” Esther placed her hand on Gil’s hand.

"Yes, Esther is a good girl." Gil rarely praised someone, no, the other person should be called an elf.

Immediately afterwards, Esther transformed into light particles, which became a small silver sword, which Jill tucked into her lower back.

Gilles stepped onto the deck of Vimana and then sat on the throne of Vimana.

Jill channeled magic into Vimana, activating it.

Heading towards the ruined city of Megidor!

Chapter 257 Finding One's Goal

After a two-hour flight, Jill finally arrived in the ruined city of Megidore.

What came into Jill's view was an enormous urban ruin that was so vast it was almost unbelievable.

Everywhere you look, there are towering buildings made of huge stones, resembling temples; piles of broken stones and rubble; and weathered and cracked stone slabs that expose the ground to give rise to lush, strangely shaped forests, forming a spectacular sight like a sea of ​​trees.

The ruined city of Megidor—an ancient battlefield from the elven wars thousands of years ago.

Dust and sand swept across my face as the strong wind blew.

The atmosphere here is completely different from that of the Sanctuary of Laguna Is.

An unsettling atmosphere irritated my skin. To describe it in words, it was like—an aura of destruction.

There is no sign of life here.

“What a terrible environment.” Jill jumped off the Vimana, landed on the ground, and began to look around.

Soon, he noticed something.

The surrounding stones all seemed unusual.

Jill reached out his hand, and as his hand approached the stone wall, it produced a few sparks.

Jill paused, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

This entire ruin was actually built from raw elven ore!?

Although it was hard to believe, the overwhelming evidence before him forced him to accept the conclusion.

Simply put, the ruined city of Megidor is essentially a massive mine built from elven ore.

It's important to know that elven ore can seal away a portion of elves and their power, and it's incredibly valuable even when calculated in the currency of the Austroasiatic Empire.

Jill also had some of these ores in her collection, and had even been lucky enough to find a piece of the Elf King's blood, but the city carved from such a large piece of elven ore still surprised Jill.

Suddenly, a chill ran through me, sending shivers down my spine.

Jill was somewhat surprised.

Rather, it would be more accurate to say that after arriving in this ruined city, Jill was slightly wary after being surprised twice in a short period of time.

Normally, a little bit of hostility wouldn't be a big deal...

But the hostility that surged forth at this moment was so intense.

Suddenly, countless dark figures emerged from the ground like a fountain and stood up.

"What the hell?"

Although the outline of the shadowy figure was indistinct and could not be discerned, it had a human-like appearance.

"These guys are elves..."

Yes, even though they look different and are very dark and ominous, you can still tell that they are elves.

“Brother Gil, they are the undead spirits that survived the extermination of elves long ago—the ruined elves.” Esther’s voice echoed in Gil’s mind.

"The elves... the undead... they're really quite incredible."

"...Yes. If an elf is annihilated with too much resentment, it will lose its spirituality, or even worse, it will become a ghost that wanders the land—I sense that this ruined city has a considerable number of abandoned elves."

“This is, after all, a battlefield. The saying ‘one general’s success is built on the bones of ten thousand’ is not an exaggeration at all. It’s not an exaggeration to call this a burial ground.” Golden ripples began to appear around Jill.

The spirits of the world possess countless forms; but the undead before me, without exception, all resembled lost and bewildered humans. It's unbelievable that spirits, stripped of their souls, would be reduced to such a state—

The undead roared with resentment as they reached out their hands toward Jill.

"Bang!" The golden longsword ripped through the undead's body, blasting away a large number of undead.

"This feeling is truly unforgettable." More golden ripples appeared around Jill, shooting forward.

He doesn't have time to waste here dealing with these dead souls.

Moreover, the reason for the appearance of these undead is probably...

Gilles touched the small sword that Esther had transformed into at his waist with his right hand, and sighed slightly.

Our own sword spirit has really attracted a lot of hatred.

However, wave after wave of undead hordes made Jill quite impatient.

"What a nuisance!" The golden longsword fell into Jill's hands. "Excalibur!"

The golden, all-encompassing light swept away all the undead in front of it.

……

Jill arrived at an entrance leading to the underground.

After glancing at the map and confirming that he was on the right track, he took out the floating lamp and infused it with magic.

The lights came on, and it floated up, wobbling, and then drifted forward.

Jill also walked towards the underground entrance, taking out another map as she did so.

After all, he's not the kind of man who only makes one-sided preparations.

Knowing that they would be entering an underground labyrinth this time, Jill drew a map of the labyrinth.

As Jill walked, she glanced at the stone wall to one side.

The stone wall was carved with text written in the ancient Elvish language.

However, although Jill had never studied these words, they seemed as simple as her native language.

“Hmm… Esther’s up there too? And…” Jill looked and read aloud, “Jormungandr, who was possessed by the Destruction Factor and then annihilated by me, and this Varokal I’ve never seen before, and Enkidu too?… Hmm… This name… Scarlet Ortlinde…”

"The names engraved on the stone wall are the names of ancient war maidens who fought on this land in the past."

Jill tilted her head slightly, a hint of surprise in her crimson eyes.

Was it really that easy?

As the voices spoke, a girl slowly emerged from the darkness.

She wore a priestess's outfit embroidered with wondrous patterns and had long, clear, pale blue hair as still as water.

The girl's bangs were cut straight across her forehead; her emerald green eyes, with different shades of color and resembling rippling lake water, were staring straight at Jill.