I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"...Who would believe your nonsense?" Kusanagi's eyes twitched. "If it weren't for those chains pulling him off at the last minute, he would have turned to ashes like that big-headed vengeful spirit right now."

"Mmm-hmm." Enki nodded vigorously from the side.

“…emmmm…well, anyway, nothing’s wrong, right?” Jill looked ahead. “Let’s keep going.”

Indeed, Kusanagi now only has a few scratches on his body, and no other serious injuries.

Although he looked disheveled, he didn't suffer many real injuries, which was probably due to good luck.

"Okay." The boy nodded. "Let's go home first."

“Speaking of which, Enkidu—were you the real Enkidu who descended to earth?” Gil asked.

"Yes what's the matter?"

"...No, it's nothing."

It's not fair! Why did I have to be a Servant who descends to earth?!

I want to act alone and not be restricted!

However, there were also some lucky moments this time.

Jill looked at her left hand and a smile appeared on her lips.

This magical artifact can grant one greater abilities and can be used as a trump card.

Jill has another trump card up her sleeve. Even if it's the Destruction Factor, she's confident she can handle it this time.

Once Gil completely masters the second ability of the Crimson Dragon Emperor's Gauntlets, even if it's the A-rank Destruction Factor Regeneration from the world of Elemental Blade Dance, he can bombard the opponent directly without relying on Class Cards!

P.S.: It's not that I don't want to work at dawn... but I'm just having writer's block...

Chapter 350

“It seems… she couldn’t hold back any longer…” Jill frowned.

Jill looked at the group of puppets that had appeared.

Those golems were made entirely of earth and stone.

“Gil, what’s the situation now…” Enkidu asked, frowning.

“…It’s complicated, now is not the time to explain—let’s go back first. I’ve already transformed Hidden’s place into a magic workshop, let’s go there first.” Golden ripples appeared beneath Gil’s feet. “It’s absolutely safe there.”

Vimana appeared at Gil's feet, and Enkidu, along with Kusanagi, leaped onto the Golden Ship.

"Jill..."

“Let’s go—don’t worry, I’ve got everything covered.” Jill smiled slightly. “These things—do they think they can stop me?”

"Don't be so arrogant—!" Countless golden ripples emerged from behind Jill.

"Turn to ashes, you scum!"

A torrent of golden Noble Phantasms erupted—

The puppets blocking the way were instantly pulverized!

“We need to get back quickly—” Jill’s crimson eyes flashed with a cold light, “If I’m not mistaken, something big is about to happen—”

“Therefore, we must seize the initiative as soon as possible!” Jill nodded and then said.

"Saber—what are you talking about?" Kusanagi finally had a chance to ask.

“Oh, right, you didn’t know that, did you?” Jill raised an eyebrow and said, “This place is actually a singularity.”

"Singularity...?"

“Well, I felt it was necessary for you to know, which is why I’m telling you this—a singularity is an anomalous world that has been separated from the normal timeline,” Jill said. “If singularities are not dealt with, they will cause irreparable damage to the future.”

"You mean—this world—no, the world we live in—is abnormal?" Kusanagi asked.

“Yes, it’s an abnormal world—if I’m not mistaken, the abnormality of this world lies in the Holy Grail of this Holy Grail War!” Gilles said with certainty. “That Holy Grail is definitely tainted by something unclean!”

His crimson eyes flashed with a cold light. "Yin, from now on, you must follow us closely in everything."

"why?"

"Because if you die, even if this world is abnormal, you will truly die."

Jill said, "The other Master from another world has come to retrieve the Holy Grail that caused this world's anomaly—once the Holy Grail is retrieved, this abnormal world will be restored."

"...Doesn't that mean all the losses will disappear?" Kusanagi asked.

"But as long as the Holy Grail can be retrieved and this singularity repaired, all the damage caused by that singularity will be nullified—that's a lie."

That's not the case. The dead cannot be brought back. There's no going back in this world, and what happened in a singularity cannot be erased. Losses in a singularity simply become more logical.

To give you an example, you saw that giant vengeful spirit just now, right? Even if that spirit killed many people, and the Holy Grail was retrieved and the singularity was eliminated—that person would still be dead.

However, the fact that someone was "killed by a vengeful spirit" will be treated as something like "dying in a car accident on the road" or "dying in a revenge killing."

Historically, there can be no prosperity without sacrifice. Gains and losses always balance out. Many things are lost in order to build many things.

Even if the Holy Grail doesn't exhibit any anomalies, the good and evil on the scales will be measured by the morality of that era, and the ultimate value will become history, left for future generations to judge. Human history continues in this way. What you fight for, what you protect, what kind of human being you—these are things neither I nor you can measure.

That's something only so-called "latecomers" would know. Everything is as it is now, so just walk the path you believe is right, follow your original intentions, and go your own way.

Jill stopped the Vimana. "We've arrived, Enkidu. Take Yin inside, then activate the barrier and the magic traps in the magic workshop—Yin will be under your protection for now."

Jill's eyes were fixed on the distance.

The pale silver figure seemed to have been waiting there all along, holding an invisible sword in its hand, looking in Jill's direction.

“Remember this, Enkidu, if a platinum blonde girl comes in—absolutely, absolutely no mercy!” Gilles gave one last instruction. “I’m going to meet that girl.”

He put away the Vimana beneath his feet, then slowly turned his gaze to the pale silver knight standing there.

Jill remained silent, and the sword-shaped emblem on the back of her right hand glowed with a white phosphorescence.

Then, Gil spoke in an obscure Elvish language, "Cold-blooded Steel Queen, holy sword that slays demons and monsters. Transform into a steel sword—grant me divine power!"

The silver holy sword fell into Jill's hands.

"Yo, Saber of the Azure Silver, this is our third meeting, isn't it?" Gilles greeted the Azure Silver swordsman as an opening remark.

“Indeed, Saber of Gold, this is our third meeting—and also our second battle,” the silver swordsman said slowly.

The gentle aura emanating from him vanished, replaced by a palpable aura of sword energy and battle intent that pressed down on Gil.

“…Indeed, but it seems you still know nothing, Saber of the Azure Silver.” Gilles said with an extremely pleased smile.

The pressure emanating from the Azure Silver Swordsman, which would make it difficult for a normal person to breathe, seemed to completely disappear from his body.

He remained calm and composed, and the smile on his lips had not changed at all.

"What...are you talking about?" the Azure Silver Swordsman asked.

"...What am I talking about?" Jill's lips curled up. "Yay, yay, come and fight me. If you beat me, you'll know everything you want to know."

Immediately afterwards, a sacred, silvery light shone forth.

A silvery phosphorescence wrapped around Jill's arm, making it look like she was wearing a wristband.

Immediately afterwards, crimson light shone on Jill's left hand, like flames coiling around it, and a crimson gauntlet inlaid with emerald green gems appeared on Jill's left hand.

The Azure Silver Swordsman slowly raised his invisible sword, aiming it at Gil.

The smell of gunpowder filled the air, and the cold aura of swords clashed.

Battle—imminent!

Chapter 351 What is your wish, King Arthur?

Gil and the Azure Silver Swordsman stared at each other simultaneously.

Both sides could tell that the weapon in the other's hand was no ordinary item.

Moreover, Gil was not unaware of the length of the weapon wielded by the Azure Silver Swordsman, which clearly gave him a greater advantage in the fight.

Although some things are invisible, that doesn't mean they are unperceptible or unknowable.

The true identity of the Azure Silver Swordsman—

In fact, Jill had already fought the other party, but the person he fought was not the same one.

The identity of the Azure Silver Swordsman is—Arthur, the King of Knights of ancient Britain!

That is, the alternate dimension counterpart of Artoria who fought Gillespie in the world of Fate/Saty Night!

This involves the concept of the multiverse.

The multiverse is a theoretical collection of an infinite or finite number of possible universes, encompassing everything that exists and could exist: all space, time, matter, energy, and the physical laws and constants that describe them.

The various universes contained within the multiverse are called parallel universes.

However, there are indeed different parallel worlds within the Type-Moon universe.

The so-called alternate dimension refers to two different parallel worlds, while the same entity refers to the "same" person in different parallel worlds.

The similarity here refers to the similarity of life trajectories—of course, only the general direction, not that every single day is exactly the same.

In other words, both Arthur and Artoria are the King of Knights, but they are the same person and yet not the same person.

That's all I wanted to say—

In a whirlwind-like charge, Gil launched the first attack.

Although he may wage well-planned counterattacks, this does not mean he enjoys having the initiative in a battle taken by others.

Arthur watched as Jill charged forward, gripping the hilt of the Invisible Sword with both hands, his eyes fixed on Jill's movements.

Jill raised her sword to strike, but Arthur reacted quickly and chose to parry.

"Clang!" The silver holy sword and the invisible holy sword collided. The "wind" on the invisible holy sword was completely shattered by the silver holy sword, exposing the blade with its sheath hidden beneath the "wind" to the air.

"What—!" Arthur's face showed a shocked expression.

“It’s just a Noble Phantasm—” Gilles’ lips curled into a happy smile. “Come on, King of Knights!”

The Noble Phantasm encased in Arthur's sword is called the Invisible Air.

This Noble Phantasm makes it difficult for enemies to grasp the sword's attack range; although simple, it can be extremely effective in close combat.