I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Alice Tria finally couldn't hold back any longer and with a flick of her spear, she knocked Jill away.

“Hey, Alice, what are you after?” Jill asked coldly.

"Needless to say, it's to save my world! The world I love so much!"

"Heh, heh heh... hahahahahahaha..." Gil couldn't help but burst into laughter upon hearing this answer. "Are all knights like this? The Knight King wants to correct his past, while this knight idiot wants to save the world he loves!"

"Idiot!" Jill pointed her longsword at him. "The world doesn't belong to you alone. What makes you think you can save it?"

"..." Alice fell silent.

"Yes, perhaps you're right, but as long as it's God..."

"How can you expect to rely on some ethereal god when you can't even do it yourself! Knights are all idiots!" Gil frowned and tossed the Gram into the Gate of Babylon.

Immediately afterwards, another golden ripple lit up.

A sword hilt emerged.

Jill gripped the hilt and drew the longsword from Ripple—

Chapter Thirty-Three: The Story of the Treasure

“Come, Alice.” Jill gripped her longsword, a longsword that was entirely golden.

Even in the Type-Moon universe, it is an extremely famous Noble Phantasm.

That was the weapon of the Knight King—Arthur Pendragon.

That was his original weapon, a golden sword with the inscription "ONLY THE KING CAN TAKE THE SWORD FROM THE STONE" in English.

Jill took out the weapon.

"This was also a knight's weapon, which was broken because he did not follow the code of chivalry."

Jill stroked the sword's blade. "The sword in the stone doesn't just represent the divine right of kings; it also represents the virtues a king should possess. When a group of frogs in a well, greedy for status and wealth, dreamed of becoming kings of all England, the sword in the stone rejected them; when a young man struggled to protect his brother's life and honor, the sword in the stone blessed that young man."

When Arthur grew up, the heavens decided to test his endurance, and he failed them, causing the sword in the stone to break. Even so, the heavens still gave King Arthur a chance, and Merlin helped him retrieve the sword from the lake.

When Merlin asked King Arthur whether he preferred the sword or the scabbard, Arthur chose the sword. This shows that he had not learned from the lesson taught by King Beryl, and that he was not a king who valued governing the country. This choice cost him divine favor and sowed the seeds of the dynasty's decline.

“That’s the story of this sword.” Gil brandished the sword. “Alicetraia, I ask you, what is a knight in your heart?!”

“A knight…is…righteous!” Alice Tria responded loudly.

“Then come on, let me prove you right!” Gil took a step forward and unleashed a fierce slash with his sword.

"Clang!" The spear blocked the longsword, and Alice's eyes finally changed.

“Hmph…” Jill chuckled softly. “Not bad, very good eyesight.”

Jill took a step back. "Alice, I grant your request. You may listen to your friend's last words."

"..." Alice Tria put away her spear and then looked at Jill.

“Mika Kōki said…” Gil’s voice was drowned out by the wind.

Alice nodded gently at the end.

“…Well then, good luck.” Jill smiled, her eyes narrowing.

“Ah… thank you very much, King of Heroes.” Alice Tria nodded and bowed to Gil.

"Ah, that's probably why I've never really been able to hate knights," Gil said, looking somewhat conflicted. "After all, aside from their boring fantasies which can be a bit annoying, knights are pretty good overall."

"Aren't you the same? King of Heroes, even though you say how much you hate it, you're still very gentle, aren't you?" Alice Tria said with a smile.

"...Hmph, let's leave it at that for today." Jill snorted, turned around, and left.

Alice looked at the bloodstains on the ground, her eyes filled with deep resentment and anger.

"for the time being……"

……

"This is terrible... I'm not in the mood at all..." Gil squinted, looking listless. Meteora, standing to the side, stroked Gil's short blond hair as if she were petting her own cat.

“…Xiao Mi, could you please stop touching my head?” Jill asked. “Ah, sorry,” Meteora said, “I saw that Prince Jill looked depressed, so I wanted to comfort you.”

“I’m not a cat, so please stop touching me…” Jill sighed and said.

"Okay." Meteora withdrew her hand.

"Speaking of which, where are Selesia and the others?"

“It seems like…” Meteora was about to say something when her phone rang.

"Hello?" Meteora frowned as she listened.

"I understand, I'll be there right away." Meteora hung up the phone. "Your Highness Gil, Selesia and the others have encountered..."

“Tsukijoin Shinkan… Is that so? Then let’s go quickly.” Gil immediately jumped up, and his previous lazy demeanor vanished as if it were an act.

“To speed things up, I’ll fly you there,” Jill said.

"Huh?" Meteora was taken aback.

"Stop arguing. Let's go, let's go!" Gil grabbed Meteora and ran outside.

A golden ripple appeared, and a huge golden ripple appeared in front of Jill.

As golden ripples spread, a boat made of gold and emeralds was summoned—it was Vimana.

“Come up!” Gil stretched out his hand toward Mito.

“Okay.” Meteora also reached out and took Gil’s hand.

P.S.: Hehehehe... It's time for the trade!

Book recommendation: *Siegfried Was Unmotivated*

Hmm...it looks pretty good! The book is quite good!

Chapter Thirty-Four: The Encounter (Revised)

Vimana's flying speed was no joke, and Jill quickly brought Meteora to their destination.

“Let’s go down!” Jill said.

“Your Highness Gil, this is a very unwise move, because of this altitude…”

To avoid being seen, Jill flew very high, probably around a thousand meters.

Jill waved dismissively, "Just jump then."

“But…” Meteora hesitated.

“It’s alright.” Jill stood by the ship. “If you don’t jump, this ship will disappear on its own in a moment and be taken by my Gate of Babylon.”

"Well!"

“It’s alright, trust me.” Gil shook Meteora’s hand and gave her a confident smile.

Then he jumped—

Meteora jumped down after Jill, since Jill said so, so it shouldn't be a problem, right?

Meteora then jumped down as well.

……

"Damn it! Banji...!" Mirokuji Yuya gritted her teeth as she looked at Tsukijoin Shinkan in front of her.

"Looks like I'm really late..." Jill said as she landed gliding down, observing the scene.

The shoes on his feet had somehow transformed into a pair of shoes with wings.

Hermes's flying boots—that's why Gilles dared to jump down so recklessly.

"Hahaha, it's our little hero king! How about it? Aren't you surprised to see this?" Tsukijiin Masami looked at Gil with a smile.

"Hey, that's going a bit too far," Jill said, narrowing her eyes. "To be honest, I'm getting more and more annoyed with you."

With a raised hand, golden ripples flashed as Jill drew Gram.

"Wait, Jill, watch out for that guy..."

"It's alright. When facing an opponent like this, just remember one principle: if we can fight, we won't waste time talking to her. Just raise your fist and punch her in the face—"

Jill extended her hand.

This time, however, he extended both hands.

Jill held two golden, stylish longswords in her hands.

"You should be able to die without regrets, now that I've taken this sword from you here!" Gil said with a sneer, looking at Tsukihime Shinkan.

"Oh dear, how terrifying! It's a pity your sword can't hurt me..."

"Pfft!" As the sound rang out, Jill's eyes were filled with coldness and mockery.

When fighting against Tsukijoin Shinkan, you only need to adhere to one principle—

If you can take action, don't just talk!

What I learned from Bao'er really works! Especially for dealing with guys who love to talk a big game.

But this guy is too agile, that sword strike—

"Oh dear, little Gil is so rough, he's ruined my clothes!" There were obvious tear marks on the sleeves of Tsukijoin Shinkan's clothes.

Those were marks left by Jill's sword just now.

“You’re such a big mouth… Mirokuji Yuya, you go first, and so does Mimi!” Jill sneered. “Looks like this move, which was originally intended to be one of that mop-head’s ultimate weapons, can be shown to you now.”

Jill took out a string of gemstones.

The magic above began to be absorbed by Jill little by little.

"Crack!" The gem shattered.

"Snap!" That sound rang out again.

"Beep beep—Host's magic power is exceeding its limit and is about to reach the critical value—"