I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"Because all the heroic spirits have already been summoned." A somewhat cold and impatient voice rang out.

The boy's pupils contracted, and his eyes instantly turned blue.

Within its icy blue eyes were magical eyes that shimmered like a rainbow.

"Oh? I didn't expect today to be full of surprises."

The boy was now in a narrow alley, his iridescent pupils contracting as a young man appeared before him.

Blonde hair, iridescent eyes, and more importantly...

The moment the boy saw him, he felt a burning pain in his brain. He immediately canceled his magic eye, otherwise he estimated that his brain would be burned out in a moment.

“The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception… I never expected to see such Mystic Eyes here.” Gilles glanced at the stigmata on the back of his hand. “Well, although it doesn’t look like much, the magical power within you is quite abundant. You have the basic qualifications to be my Master.”

"Who are you?" The boy frowned, the folding knife hidden in his sleeve already in his hand.

“Well, it seems your willpower is quite strong—or perhaps your glasses have helped a lot.” Jill smiled. “Let me introduce myself, I’m Saber—”

"She is one of the Heroic Spirits participating in this Holy Grail War."

……

"Well, I thought you'd take me to a coffee shop or something." Sitting in a roadside fast food restaurant, Jill looked at the boy. "You seem a little more strapped for cash than I thought."

“…After all, I used a lot of my allowance this time to take notes,” the boy said, handing a notebook to Jill.

"Hmm... everything in this notebook is correct." Jill nodded after only a cursory glance at the notebook in her hand.

"Well, let me ask you something first—do you have a wish that you absolutely must entrust to the Holy Grail?" Gilles leaned back in his chair and asked.

"—If I had to say... I want to know how to completely suppress my eyes," the boy said. "I forgot to introduce myself, I am Kusanagi Gakuen."

“…I am Gilgamesh, the King of Uruk.” Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow and introduced himself. “How long have you had these eyes?”

“It’s been about three years since the car accident…” Kusanagi said. “Then my grandfather seemed to have discovered something and gave me a pair of glasses. After that, my eyes felt much better, but they started to go out of control about two months ago.”

“The Mystic Eyes of Death Perception—you’ve obtained a double-edged sword. I always thought there were only two people with these eyes, but I never expected a third to appear.” Jill picked up the cola in front of her. “It’s remarkable that you could last for two months.”

Indeed, the feeling of being shattered in the face of the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception can easily drive someone mad.

Although Jill had never experienced such a world, she could still guess at some things.

"Then, would you like to become my Master, a subject who assists me in obtaining the Holy Grail?" Gilles extended an olive branch to Kusanagi. "I will definitely achieve victory in the Holy Grail War—"

Chapter 332 A Special Existence?

"...Why should I believe you?" Kusanagi took off his glasses and asked.

“Well, I quite like your personality. You don’t flatter blindly, nor do you oppose something blindly, unlike the pedantry of traditional magicians…” Jill nodded. “In terms of personality, you are much better than that little girl.”

"Little girl?"

Just as Kusanagi was about to stuff the hamburger into his mouth, he asked a question.

“Yes, my previous Master just died yesterday.” Jill rested her chin on one hand. “Well… it was probably like being ambushed.”

"...The reason you value me is because I can protect myself, right?" Kusanagi asked, taking a bite of his hamburger.

Jill smiled with narrowed eyes, neither confirming nor denying.

"..." Kusanagi frowned. "It's really annoying. It feels like they're treating me like a battery that I don't have to worry about being stolen."

“Haha…a wonderful analogy.” Gil snapped his fingers. “However, it does make some sense. You have a good sense of self-awareness, Kusanagi.”

"What would happen if I said no?" Kusanagi asked after a pause.

"Nothing much will happen. That's all I have to say. After all, I'm not obligated to pursue anyone. Although you're to my liking, I'm not the kind of person who would destroy someone if I couldn't have them."

Gil sat up straight, picked up a can of cola, and took two sips. "I'll go find the next person—by the way, I'm very strong. Although there are a few opponents in this Holy Grail War who can match me, I can still win if I go all out."

"..." Kusanagi was silent for a moment, "What exactly is the Holy Grail War?"

Would you prefer a summary version or a more complex version?

"Summarize."

“A war waged by a bunch of lunatics over a broken cup that can make dreams come true,” Jill scoffed.

Gilles' statement is not entirely wrong, although not all those fighting over the Holy Grail are necessarily madmen.

However, in Jill's view, it was already crazy enough that they placed their hopes on the unknown Holy Grail.

Because instead of doing that, it's better to think more about how to properly realize your own wishes.

Moreover, there are those like Artoria who want to deny their own desires...

Ah, I suddenly understand what that incredibly immature guy was thinking back then.

Saving Britain was not a mistake, but Artoria went astray. It's not about denying herself—if she had changed her wish to relive the experience of becoming king in a different way, Jill would have admired her greatly.

We've gone off-topic; let's get back to the main point.

"...Then why should I participate in this war?" Kusanagi's face showed obvious disdain. "I'm not crazy."

“Sana…who knows?” Gil smiled noncommittally. “Meeting is fate.”

He took out a pair of glasses. "This is the Demon Eye Killer. It can suppress the abnormal movement of your eyes. You can throw away your crudely made glasses."

Jill had already observed that the eyes were engraved with a repressed spell, and it was very crude.

It was probably the work of a small family.

If this continues, there's a good chance the boy will go insane in a while.

So, let's give him a pair of demonic eyes as payment for this pleasant chat.

Jill stood up. "It was quite pleasant chatting with you, so I..."

"Wait a minute," the boy called out to Jill.

"Is there anything else?" Jill asked, looking down at the boy.

"...I want to participate in this war—how do I do it?"

The boy's eyes held a determination that even Gil noticed.

“…Alright.” Jill nodded. “Come with me.”

He walked out of the shop first, and behind him, Kusanagi took the Mystic Eyes Killing Set given to him by Gil and followed.

……

"I declare that you obey my command, my life is one with your sword, in response to the call of the Holy Grail. If you are willing to follow this will, then obey my command. Since that is the case, I will entrust my fate to your sword!" Inside the room, Kusanagi stretched out his right hand toward Gilles, chanting the incantation that Gilles had just taught him.

“In the name of Saber, I accept the contract.” Gilles also extended his hand.

Once the magical connection between the two was complete, Jill felt as if she had gained a new source of magic.

“Very good, Kusanagi, from now on you are my subject.” Gilles nodded in satisfaction, “a subject who will assist me in winning the Holy Grail War.”

"No, that's not it..." Kusanagi said with a look of rejection.

“Very well, then I’ll temporarily acknowledge you as my Master.” Gilles shrugged, dropping the title of “subject.” “Kusanagi, I’m going to explain this Holy Grail War to you in detail.”

"The Holy Grail War, a war fought by seven Masters—this time eight Masters—around the Holy Grail."

The Holy Grail is said to be an omnipotent wish-granting machine that can grant any wish.

“I know everything. Just tell me about the special circumstances this time. You said there’s an eighth Master this time…” Kusanagi stopped Gilles from continuing and said.

“…Well, let’s get down to business—you are the eighth Master.” Gil snapped his fingers and said.

"So, in the Holy Grail War, we win as long as we eliminate all the other participants, right?"

“Not all of them. This time, we only need to eliminate six groups for the Holy Grail to appear—but it’s best to eliminate them all.” Gilles took out a photo. “I don’t care what happens to the other Masters, but as for this person, you’d better stay away from her—she’s dangerous, and you’re definitely no match for her.”

Gil gave Sajō Aika's photo (template provided courtesy) to Kōsō Gakuen.

Kusanagi glanced at the photo, seemingly attracted by the cute face, but he frowned and uttered the name—

"Sajyou Aika...?"

"Do you know her? Or have you seen her before?" Jill asked.

"I've met them once—they are a very special person."

Kusanagi's expression darkened slightly.

Because even his magic eye couldn't see the existence of the "lines" on the other person's body.

He could not understand the other person's "death".

When he uses his Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, he can see dark lines resembling cracks on the surface of most objects—the Death Lines. If you cut along these lines, you will cause irreparable and incurable damage to the object.

While the death lines on Ayaka Sajō's body were not entirely absent, they appeared very blurry to Kusanagi's eyes.

"...How special?"

“Hard to kill—unless it’s a sneak attack, she should be able to block it,” Kusanagi said.

Chapter 333 The Servant Who Can See Through True Names

“...Is that so…” Gil hesitated for a moment.

I remember someone saying that the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are the ultimate future vision that "sees the end and brings it to the present," and at the same time, the ultimate past vision that "sees the beginning and brings it to the present."

With eyes like those, how could they not see the death line of Ayaka Sajou?

“We need to investigate this thoroughly.” Gilles glanced at the sky outside. “Night will come soon. The Holy Grail War follows the rule of magicians’ seclusion, and very few people choose to make their move during the day.”

“…I understand. There’s one last thing—” Kusanagi said, “I can’t conceptually see the other person’s death.”

“…It’s normal that you can’t conceptually erase the other party.” Jill sat on the sofa and chuckled. “If you could conceptually erase an existence connected to the Root, I would re-evaluate you, Yin. At most, you can physically kill her—and that might not even be something you can actually kill.”

"Tch—you don't need to tell me." Kusanagi sighed.

“Speaking of which—would you be interested in learning some footwork and movement techniques?” Jill asked after a moment’s thought.

Skills like the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception are practically a bug, provided they are combined with sufficiently powerful movement techniques.

Teaching him the two movement techniques, Soul Flash Shadow Walk and Soul Flash Snow Tread, would be a good choice.

"Treading on Snow" is a movement technique for turning at high speed, while "Shadow Walk" is a movement technique for adjusting speed.