I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

……

Jill opened her eyes.

“…I didn’t expect that.” Jill shook her head with a wry smile. “A-level mental strength is just the tip of the iceberg.”

The template stopped making a sound, but the crystal blue screen flickered, as if waiting for Jill to recover.

Jill saw his own soul, and he understood why the template had to suppress its own growth.

The soul's potential has not yet been fully developed; the body's speed has exceeded that of the soul.

This is equivalent to a child possessing a gun.

Holding a sharp weapon, yet unable to control it... that's probably the best way to describe it.

Jill could only sigh.

Who knew that after seven long years of hard work to grow up, I would be back to square one?

"Furthermore, in this world, the templates of the host's Gate of Babylon and Class Card will not be unlocked except in moments of life and death. This is to ensure the host's soul can grow rapidly."

"Can I dismantle the template now, even if you do it in time?"

"It's too late, the seal is complete."

"...Damn it, now I want to curse your personality designer even more. I really want to kill him."

Jill squeezed her wrist. "That's fine too."

After all, he wasn't really a helpless child.

Chapter 373 Well, I'm only slightly better than you.

Misaki City.

Even after Jill changed into clothes appropriate for her age, she still felt somewhat unwell.

His age has been reduced by at least ten years.

His clothes were a little too big—well, more than that; Jill searched for a while before finding a smaller set.

"At least it's good as it is now," Jill muttered.

"Oh!"

The sound of flames burning suddenly rang out.

In that instant, a surge of flames suddenly burst into flames, transforming into solid walls that enveloped the space where Jill was—no, including the room where Jill was.

Within the enveloped area, a geometric square pattern suddenly appeared on the ground, expanding outwards like a magic circle.

Immediately, the color of the space changed.

It turned into a glaring bright red.

In this crimson space, everything suddenly came to a standstill.

That was none other than "Sealing"! A free method that severs the "cause and effect" of this space and world!

"Oh, so it's finally here?" Crimson flames flickered on Jill's left hand, and a ferocious gauntlet adorned with emerald green gems appeared on his arm. "Yare yare, what kind of opponent is this?"

As Jill finished speaking, clusters of flames suddenly appeared, accompanied by the sound of burning.

The flames transformed into various puppets, surrounding Jill.

"...Hmph...They never learn their lesson. No wonder the things they create are so ugly and awful."

Jill raised an eyebrow as she watched the puppets slowly surrounding her. "Phosphorus again?"

The artifacts created by the Crimson World Apostles using their power of existence are gradually encircling Jill with their overwhelming numbers.

The room itself wasn't very spacious, and these phosphorescent particles were only two steps away from touching Jill.

"Boost (charge) —"

When that voice came from the gauntlet, Gil's crimson eyes lit up.

“If that’s all—” Jill’s tone was laced with disdain, “then one punch will suffice!”

"Boom!"

With a thunderous thud as a fist slammed into the ground, the surrounding phosphorus particles were blasted away.

"Weak, weak, weak, which means that you, the small fry watching here, are just as weak, aren't you!"

At this moment, an anomaly occurred.

Under the blazing, swaying glow of the sunset, the object with its dazzling edges is rectangular.

The pattern on the card indicates that it is the Ace of Spades.

From the thin card floating in mid-air, a second card, which could not possibly exist, gently floated down, followed by a third, a fourth... In the red light, the cards fell and flew around, their numbers constantly increasing.

The cards, clustered together and flying irregularly in mid-air, gradually accelerated and approached the window.

Suddenly, the card's route points in one direction.

That direction is—Jill!

"Is that the treasure of this world..." Gilles murmured to himself.

The Noble Phantasms in this world are tools that cause all sorts of miraculous phenomena, and the vast majority of them are driven by the power of existence and the power of self-existence.

Jill stretched out her left hand and easily blocked the playing cards.

He clenched his fist and crushed the playing cards.

"Ha, so weak!" Jill laughed. "Is that all you've got!?"

"I really don't want to be said that..."

Just outside the damaged and open window, a tall and slender man floated.

For some reason, the pure white suit, untouched by the crimson sunset behind him, and the equally pure white long robe draped over his shoulders, gave the viewer a warm, ambiguous impression, almost like a bedsheet monster. In stark contrast to Shana's overwhelming presence, he seemed to come from a fantasy world.

"Hello, little friend, this is a perfect encounter that matches the time of twilight."

A slender, handsome man whose features seemed to blur at the slightest touch; his voice, like a stringed instrument out of tune, contained a tone of devotion.

"—You're the owner of those two phosphorus creatures I kicked around like balls and instantly killed this morning, right?" Jill looked at the other person.

“Indeed… little kid, you’re very strong…” Those eyes were fixed on Jill, as if they wanted to poke a hole through him.

Jill's initial behavior was indeed provocative, and he even demanded that the other party wash his neck and wait for him to personally take the head.

They even denied the behavior of the Crimson World Apostles in devouring "existence".

No matter which Crimson World Apostle was here, they would not be able to stand this provocation and would come to their door in person, right?

Jill openly told the other person to wash their neck and wait for him to come and get their head that morning, and even denied that the other person had deprived them of their existence.

For a Crimson World Apostle, there is nothing more humiliating or insulting than this.

In this situation, if the man's gaze towards Jill is normal, then it can only prove that he is gay.

“That’s right, I am indeed very strong—” Jill stretched out her hand, making a gesture with her index finger and thumb, “I’m only a tiny bit stronger than you.”

Well... if you include the Gate of Babylon and the Class Cards, then your index finger and thumb hold the stars and the sea!

Unfortunately, Jill's Gate of Babylon and Class Cards were sealed away by the template.

However, Jill still has many ways to deal with the Crimson World Apostles in front of her.

"Your name? When you come to visit, you should at least state your name, right?" Although Jill's appearance was forced to change to the size of a ten-year-old due to the template, and all her attributes were reduced to B, dealing with a Crimson World Apostle was still not a problem.

“Excuse me… My name is Fariagni.” The man bowed slightly to Gil.

“I see—you’re the hunter known for collecting treasures and hunting Flame Haze in this world…” Jill’s lips curled into a smile.

Fariagni.

He is known as the "Hunter" because of his collection of treasures and his hunting of Flame Haze warriors. He has a cunning personality and rich intelligence, and his strength ranks among the top five among the Crimson Denizens in modern times.

Moreover, the other party's behavior piqued Jill's interest.

That is to collect "treasures".

The concept of Noble Phantasms in this world is different from the concept of Noble Phantasms carried by Gilgamesh.

The Noble Phantasms in this world are tools that cause all sorts of miraculous phenomena, and the vast majority of them are driven by the power of existence and the power of self-existence.

Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm is far superior to these items—but since it's a Noble Phantasm, it's acceptable to take it.

Chapter 374 Why not give it to you?

"If you're famous for collecting Noble Phantasms... then let me see it." Gilles stretched out his hand, and the paper scraps in his hand slowly drifted down. "This thing doesn't even deserve to be called a Noble Phantasm. It's just a piece of waste paper that crumbles with a single squeeze."

"If you're going to continue, bring out something a little better."

On Jill's cage hand, the emerald green jade gleamed with a faint, lustrous light.

Fariagni frowned.

The Noble Phantasm he just used is called "Regular Sharp," and it is a Noble Phantasm with considerable power.

In other words, it's like Gilles using the Gate of Babylon to launch a D-rank Noble Phantasm.

If Gilles were to launch a D-rank Noble Phantasm, any launch would achieve the same power as a small-scale explosion.

Fariagni looked at the gauntlet in Gil's left hand, a glint of greed in his eyes.

A Noble Phantasm that can be used to raise the pitch to a semitone is definitely a good one, and it's a powerful Noble Phantasm that I've never seen before, which is very appealing.

Jill chuckled.

“There’s an old Chinese saying: ‘Reciprocity is the best policy.’” The precious jade in Jill’s left hand lit up. “You gave me such a generous gift, so naturally I can’t leave you with nothing.”

"Boost—" came the voice from the gauntlet.

"Get ready to take this, Hunter!" Gil bent his knees slightly and leaped out, throwing a powerful punch.

This sudden surge in momentum is truly terrifying.

Before Jill was sealed away, all of his attributes were at least B++, and his magic power even exceeded A.