I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Off topic.

Gil has a habit of taking a walk after dinner, a habit he has maintained in previous worlds except during the Elf Sword Dance Festival.

Nero didn't bother him today, seemingly because school was about to start and Nero, being a student, was busy catching up on her homework, which made things a bit easier for Gil.

"So you knew there was so much homework beforehand, why didn't you do it properly?" Jill said, sipping her drink slowly as she walked along the road, lamenting Nero's lack of focus.

At that moment, a person walked towards Jill.

He is probably over 190 centimeters tall. He looks to be around 40 years old, but the large muscles in his shoulders make him look much younger than his age.

His already robust physique was accentuated by the metal armor visible beneath his robes. It was the reinforced armor worn by the military's heavy infantry, exuding a powerful aura of intimidation. He carried a metal crescent-shaped axe on his back. It was a battle axe with a massive blade, its weight undoubtedly considerable.

However, this immense sense of oppression is only relative to ordinary people.

To Jill, her opponent seemed like a formidable opponent, and...

(He has some skill, but... it's hard to gauge just how strong he is.)

Beside this man was a petite girl with blue hair.

Her eyes were light blue, and a knee-length cloak covered her entire body. Her skin was translucent and white, and she had large eyes and perfectly symmetrical features.

She is a girl with a faint aura of a living being, resembling a fairy.

Jill was only slightly drawn to the pair before looking away.

He had little interest in getting involved in too many things.

The man glanced at Jill, a fleeting, inexplicable emotion flashing in his eyes, before looking away.

And just like that, in the instant the two passed each other.

"Bang!" Without warning, the two men's fists collided violently.

However, it was the man who struck first, and Jill's response was a defensive counterattack.

"Hey, what do you mean?" The emotion in Jill's bloodshot eyes changed from languid to cold.

In battle, Gilgamesh is absolutely ruthless; he can strike without mercy regardless of who his opponent is. Of course, Enkidu is an exception.

"You are a magic user, right?" the man asked.

“…Hmph.” Jill scoffed. “So what if it is?”

"...I just saw that you seemed to be quite skilled, so I wanted to give it a try."

"Too bad you provoked me—I'm not the kind of person who lets someone off easily after being provoked." Gil's magic suddenly erupted, followed by a whooshing sound.

"Boom!" The man who exchanged punches with Jill was sent flying.

That was a skill Gil learned, but not in his current state; rather, it was a skill he learned after using Saber's Class Card.

Magic power is released.

"Magic Release" refers to enhancing one's weapons and body using magic. In other words, it's a technique of using magic to project force.

This is a technique that Gil typically uses when engaging in hand-to-hand combat, such as boxing.

Originally, it would have been impossible for Gilles to learn this skill, because he had little to do with King Arthur. If you had to say, the only situation where an opponent could learn a skill from the "Dream Summon" state multiple times was when the Servant using the Class Card was the same person as the opponent.

But Jill somehow managed to learn it.

The reason is [complete memory].

Jill later discovered that this "complete memory" did not refer only to memories at the brain level, but also to memories at the physical level.

Regardless of the actions performed, the direction of the magic, or the techniques used, once used, they will be remembered by the body.

However, Jill only discovered this after she came into this world.

He just wanted to imitate the "magic release," but by sheer accident, he learned it directly.

Now, he's confident he could punch a bull to death!

What? Jill should be Archer or Caster?

An Archer who can't fight in melee combat isn't a good Archer! A Caster who can't fight in melee combat isn't a good Caster!

This is an age-old truth! It's like how a priest can't play without taking Berserk and Strength!

"Hmm... this is... magic?" the man frowned and said.

“The reason for the provocation is really ridiculous, but I don’t mind…” Jill grinned and clenched her fist.

His magic began to surge from his body.

The raging magic transformed into a torrent of power, flowing through Jill's entire body.

"...Looks like I shouldn't have provoked them..." the man said, straightening up.

Because of this farce, everyone in the surrounding area ran away.

“I’ll give you two choices.” Jill held up two fingers. “One, cut off your left arm and get far away from me. Two, cut off your right arm and get far away from me. Choose.”

Chapter 273 Annihilating the Teacher

"So, what's your choice?" Jill's cold, indifferent voice made the man frown.

"Hey... bastard, don't even think about it..." The man wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth where he had hit the wall. "I don't want to do that. After all, I still have things I want to do."

"Is that so... Fine then, I'll tell you the third option." Jill slowly took a step forward, her footstep cracking the ground. "I'll personally beat you up, then kick your ass!"

The man frowned at the magical fluctuations emanating from Jill.

He slowly drew his battle axe and aimed it at Jill.

Jill saw the weapon in the other person's hand and her eyes widened in disbelief.

"Heh... Hahahahahahaha..." Jill couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Not for any other reason, but simply because the other party's weapon made him feel genuinely amused.

You must be kidding, buddy.

You know, Jill has seen her share of skilled tomahawk users before—

That person was the Wise King.

A mere Grand Caster candidate, pretending to chant a spell, then suddenly unleashing an axe blow when the enemy gets close...

After observing the wise king's actions several times, Gil discovered that as long as the wise king stared at the mudstone slab of destiny and chanted the incantation, it was basically true.

As it turned out, Jill was still too young to be cunning.

The wise king still didn't recite the incantation properly. While the wise king was reciting the incantation while staring at the mudstone slab, Gil rushed up and was knocked to the ground by the wise king with a stone slab.

Very meow!

Are you really a candidate for Grand Caster?

However, this is also why Jill is least afraid of axes in melee combat!

Immediately, Gil's magic began to erupt. Since everyone around had already fled due to the conflict, Gil began to act without restraint.

The white longsword fell into Jill's hands. He preferred the light longsword to the broadsword or the greatsword.

He raised his sword, and golden magic surged into the blade like a tide, while Gil's crimson eyes flashed with a chilling light.

"...Well, originally I didn't want to fight you..." the man said, lighting a cigarette.

"Too much nonsense." Jill took a step, and the twenty-meter distance between them instantly shortened.

"Ugh!" Seeing that Jill had arrived, the man swung his battle axe fiercely, blasting a cracked crater into the ground from top to bottom.

“You’re quite strong.” Jill’s figure had already appeared behind the man, her sharp blade pressed against his neck. “Unfortunately, it’s useless.”

The man felt an overwhelming pressure, his voice trembling as he asked, "Who are you...?"

“You bastard, you are not worthy to know my name…” Gil suddenly reached out and, with a “crack” sound, dislocated both of the man’s arms. Then Gil kicked the man away.

What Jill found strange was that the blue-haired girl who had been following the man remained silent, her expressionless face and emotionless eyes simply staring at Jill.

The girl before him also possessed magical power, but Gil could sense that there was a power within her that was almost identical to the magical power within Akatsuki Kojou…

That's probably what "familiar beast" means.

A familiar is a highly concentrated aggregate of magical energy that embodies a will; in other words, it is magical energy itself.

These familiars possess terrifying power; powerful familiars may even rival the anti-army Noble Phantasms in Gilgamesh's hands.

Jill gripped her sword and narrowed her eyes.

However, using familiars comes at a price.

The price to pay is life itself.

Vampires possess "immortality," meaning they have infinite life. Unless their heads are severed, they can regenerate even if their hearts are pierced.

However, the prerequisite is not to be injured by Noble Phantasms that can prevent wounds from healing, such as "The Destroying Yellow Rose" or "The Broken Rapier".

This is why vampires can freely keep their familiars inside their bodies and use them as servants.

But this little girl in front of me also has a familiar beast.

Jill stared at the man. "Hey, what's your name?"

"...Rudolf, my name is Rudolf Ostakh. I am a sniper instructor in Lotalinkia," the man introduced himself.

"Hmph, you teacher-abusing bastard... Get lost." Jill curled her lip. "Don't let me see you again, get lost."

"..." Rudolf gritted his teeth and then said, "Astarothie, let's go."

"Accept." The girl replied in a emotionless, mechanical voice, and followed Rudolf slowly away.

Jill watched the two figures disappear into the distance, frowned, and then picked up his phone.

"Hey, Natsuki-chan..."

"Don't add 'sauce' after my name! By the way, it's really strange that you would call me on your own initiative. Did something happen?" Nangong Nayue asked.

"Nonsense." Jill scoffed. "I have a question for you. What exactly is this 'Jian Teacher' thing?"

"Slaughtering teachers... How do you know that term?"

"That's none of your business. Just tell me."