I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Gilles smiled and asked, "When will the Holy Grail War begin?"

“We’re still missing one Servant—” Kojou Genon said, then paused, “Actually—it started when you appeared.”

"so--"

Boom!

"The magical fluctuations I sensed were indeed real." Gil leisurely sipped his wine, while the girl who had been terrified by the explosion and covered her head with her hands was now being protected behind Gil.

"Hey, Xuan Yin, are you being targeted by someone?" Jill asked, looking at the figure slowly emerging from the smoke of the explosion.

The other party was not someone to be trifled with—Gill simply affirmed this fact.

"So, Master's target is also a Master..."

As such a calm voice rang out, it seemed as if golden light shone around them. "Then this trip can be considered worthwhile."

The newcomer was a young man with white hair and fair skin that had a peculiar translucency. His bare chest was also adorned with gemstones.

He wore a set of golden armor, as bright as the sun, which was particularly conspicuous in the night.

“I really didn’t expect this.” Gil instinctively shielded the ancient city of Xuan Yin behind him. “The son of the sun god, Karna, would actually come here to do something like this.”

“Xuanyin, hide. If we start fighting—” Jill stretched out her hand, “I can’t guarantee you won’t get caught in the crossfire.”

"That……"

"You can decide for yourself when you need a Command Seal." Jill raised her hand and read out the obscure text.

"Cold-blooded Queen of Steel, holy sword that slays demons and monsters—transform into a steel sword here and grant me divine power!"

The silver holy sword landed in Jill's hand, its gold and silver light shimmering, and Jill looked divine and awe-inspiring.

"...Are you the Servant of the Master before you?" the white-haired youth asked.

“Of course—you’re Lancer, right?” Jill grinned, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. “Looks like you’ll probably be one of the first guys to be eliminated on the very first night.”

“If that’s what you think—” Lancer raised his golden spear, “you can try.”

"Well, then let's give it a try. After all, I'm quite curious about you." Gil grinned. "Right, Karna, son of the sun god!"

Speaking of Karna, this hero is also of a very high rank.

He is the immortal hero born of the sun god Surya and the mortal woman Kunti in the great ancient Indian epic Mahabharata.

Moreover, he, Gilgamesh, and Ramses II were collectively known as the Golden Trio.

All three of them are Gold Saints, and their ranks are all quite high.

“Well, I didn’t want to be your enemy in the first place…” Gil tilted his head. “But you’re making things difficult for my subject, that’s not fair.”

“This is Master’s order.” Karna raised his spear. “I am taking her back.”

“Then you are destined to leave empty-handed today.” Jill raised her longsword. “Do you think I’ll let you take her away?”

"...Hmph...Then there's no need for further words." Karna's eyes narrowed.

"Fine—" Jill raised her chin slightly, "So, you're a worthy opponent to fight me, don't act so pathetic!"

As soon as he finished speaking, golden ripples appeared behind Jill.

One by one, swords, spears, and halberds appeared in the air.

"...Are they all Noble Phantasms?" Karna's voice carried a hint of seriousness.

The reason he could see at a glance that these were all treasures was mainly because his knowledge was indeed quite profound.

As the ultimate weapon of Servants. A materialized miracle, a hero's certificate held by Servants. The crystallization of humanity's yearning for miracles, the strongest weapon known as the noble fantasy—the Noble Phantasm.

Unless a Servant possesses a large number of Noble Phantasms like Gilles, they generally don't use Noble Phantasms casually, because those are their trump cards. Moreover, if a Servant is too famous, their true name will be revealed once they use a Noble Phantasm or expose their weapon.

Revealing one's true name is a major taboo in the Holy Grail War, because it makes it easy for the opponent to discover one's weaknesses, and may even lead to one's death.

Gilles' Gate of Babylon contains all the Noble Phantasms that have physical forms.

Even now, Karna, who stands in opposition to him, possesses a Noble Phantasm.

However, Jill's current fighting style is—

Boom!

The Noble Phantasm flew out with a force that pierced through the air, flying out fiercely.

Karna swung his spear, deflecting Gilles's Noble Phantasm and also repelling several other Noble Phantasms.

"Oh? It seems this E-rank Noble Phantasm isn't very useful. How about we try something higher?"

The golden ripples behind him reappeared, but this time, the treasures within those golden ripples were of a higher level—

“These are all D-rank Noble Phantasms—” Gilles’s face lit up with a pleased smile. “If you can block them, then feel free to try!”

As a result, even more Noble Phantasms flew towards Karna with a strong wind!

Chapter 328 Master was gone as soon as we arrived?

As a result, even more Noble Phantasms flew towards Karna with a strong wind!

But at this time...

A strange sound rang out.

"Dang——dang——dang——"

That was the distant sound of bells.

Jill's expression changed when she heard that voice.

He knew exactly what the sound was.

That's—the evening bell!

At the very moment when Sento Mua was beheaded, the bells also rang.

Once the evening bell tolls... someone is bound to die!

Because it is the evening bell that everyone knows during the funeral, the bell that tolls during the visit of the dead.

This swordsman, who appears with the evening bell, does not choose his victims based on his own whims. When his opponent becomes a dead person who has "lost the chance to die," he will—in God's place—offer salvation.

All of this is the will of Heaven. Since it is the will of Heaven, whoever faces this swordsman will meet the end of their life.

—Can you hear this bell? This marks the end of your destiny. Accept it, and liberate your soul. This is your last chance as a human being to enjoy peaceful sleep.

That person is—

The first Hassan al-Sabah – the Old Man of the Mountain!

His goal is to

“Ancient City Mysterious Sound—” Jill understood who the other party’s target was.

"The evening bell has rung... Listen, and then, hand over your head—" The swordsman in black armor appeared beside the girl who had just become Gil's Master.

The greatsword was swung out.

Blood splattered—the head of the ancient city Xuan Yin rolled to the ground.

Jill was stunned.

He had barely exchanged a few words with this newly acquainted Master when the other party was beheaded with a single sword strike.

"What are you doing—" Jill's eyes turned cold as he stared at the black-armored swordsman and asked sharply.

"...This is her destiny...She should have died years ago—" the black-armored swordsman replied coldly, his deep voice echoing in the room, "Don't worry, don't you still have solo missions? Then you can find another person to be your Master, right?"

“…Tch…” Gil saw his Master’s head and sighed.

He walked over, raised his hand, and slowly closed the still-open eyes.

Then, a dozen or so magical runes appeared and incinerated the girl's corpse before them.

“We will have another battle sooner or later,” Jill said, stepping over the old man on the mountain.

"..." The swordsman in black armor remained silent.

(Karna, standing to the side: You two should at least consider my feelings!)

"Karna—the battle is suspended for now—" Gilles looked at Karna, his crimson eyes filled with fighting spirit, "I will take your life myself."

“…Well then, I look forward to your arrival.” Karna stared at Gil and replied with these words.

……

Before the first battle was even over, his Master had already died...

Jill drank his beer in frustration, squeezing the can so hard it resembled a metal bar, his face full of displeasure.

Ugh... what a load of bullshit fate.

"It tastes awful." Jill threw the beer can in her hand away and tossed it into a trash can some distance away.

"Why drink it if it tastes so bad?" A hand reached out, picked up a can of beer, and pulled the tab to drink it, just like Jill had done earlier. "I never thought I'd meet someone as extraordinary as you in this remote and impoverished place."

Jill turned her head slightly. The newcomer was a young man with golden eyes like the sun, radiating a brilliance like the sun. He was wearing a black leather jacket, holding a beer, leaning back in his chair and drinking. "Ha, it really doesn't taste good."

“…Indeed, I didn’t expect to run into you here either—” Jill picked up the convenience bag next to her, and threw it into the trash can without caring about the few cans of beer inside.

Then, he reached out his hand, and two golden goblets fell into his palm.

"Wow..." The young man looked surprised.

Because Jill was wearing a black motorcycle suit, a white undershirt, and black trousers.

Who would have thought that this handsome young man is actually a very powerful Heroic Spirit?

However, the other party was clearly only somewhat surprised, and did not raise any level of vigilance.

It wasn't because I wasn't vigilant, but because I trusted my eyes and believed that the other person wouldn't be the kind of person who would launch a sneak attack.

“Those wines are not fit for the king’s palate.” Jill tossed a wine glass to the young man, who caught it.

Then Jill reached out, and the pure gold flask fell into her hand. The flask, which looked somewhat heavy, was as easy to control as a toy in Jill's hands.

He picked up the wine jug, poured himself a cup, and then placed the jug between the two men.

The other person didn't stand on ceremony and poured a full glass of wine as well.