I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

Soon, the arena's announcement that the duel had begun rang out amidst cheers that sounded like distant thunder.

"It's about to begin," Jill said, looking at the arena.

Kirito walked out from one side, and Heathcliff walked out from the opposite side of Kirito.

After what appeared to be a brief exchange, the duel began.

Jill rested her chin on her hand, watching the battle below.

Kirito made no attempt to hide his dual-wielding ambitions, directly taking his beloved sword "Elucidator" and another sword that looked quite beautiful.

“Hey…” Gil’s face showed an “interesting” expression, which surprised Keita a little.

"Hey Gil, aren't you surprised that Kirito is equipped with two swords?" Keita asked in a low voice.

“Unique skill, Dual Wielding.” Gil explained to Keita as if he were a science teacher. “It’s a very special unique skill. After Kirito equips two swords, he can naturally enjoy the attribute bonus of two swords. Therefore, the two swords with high attributes will naturally give Kirito a higher bonus, and the number of hits should increase when attacking.”

"Two swords... that's a huge boost..."

“Even I can’t match Kirito’s current attack power.” Gil watched Kirito fighting Heathcliff in the arena. “Besides, I don’t think Heathcliff can win…”

Kirito's reaction speed is probably the fastest in the game besides his own. No matter how strong Heathcliff's defense is, it's impossible for him to defend against Kirito's attacks indefinitely.

"Some things, you can't react to them, and your body can't keep up with them." Gil looked at the arena and saw Kirito use what should be considered his trump card, Starburst Stream Slash, to attack Heathcliff.

Heathcliff raised his cross shield to block Kirito's attack.

Kirito completely ignored his defense and continued to slash at him from all directions.

Heathcliff's reactions became increasingly slow.

Kirito's final strike had broken through his defenses. Taking advantage of Heathcliff's cross shield swinging too far to the right, Kirito's left-hand attack, trailing light, swept towards Heathcliff.

At this point, Kirito and Heathcliff's health bars were almost down to half.

If Kirito's attack succeeds, Heathcliff's HP will drop below 50%, and the duel will end immediately.

But at that moment, Jill felt a sense of unease.

He saw Heathcliff's shield in his left hand, with a "clang," block Kirito's attack at a speed that almost distorted space.

Jill's pupils contracted slightly.

it's wired.

The feeling I just experienced didn't seem like speed.

Rather, that kind of speed is impossible in this game.

"Time... or has our thinking stopped?" Gil muttered to himself, looking at Kirito, whose health bar had turned yellow after being hit by Heathcliff. "So, you still lost because of cheating?"

When the health bar turns yellow, it means Kirito has lost.

This is everyone's opinion.

Jill stood up. "Qitai, you don't need to come with me. I'm going to see someone..."

Keita watched Gil's departing figure. Although he was a little curious about who Gil was going to see, he just scratched his head and then turned his gaze back to the arena.

……

"Template, did you record that scene just now?" Jill thought of a possibility, but it was just a possibility.

Although after his conjecture, most of the possibilities would eventually become reality.

"Yes, would the host like to take a look?"

"Otherwise, why would I ask you? Show me the template." Jill sat in the lobby of a hotel, secretly controlling the template.

Jill fast-forwarded the video to the very last part, when Kirito used the Starburst Stream.

The moment Kirito flipped his hand and broke through Heathcliff's defense.

World Templates are systems created through collaboration among many people and with the "World Blessing".

Its existence can be said to be the sum of the blessings bestowed by each world.

Even Dio Brando's Stand, "The World," which possesses the ability to stop time, cannot pause the time of the template in "JoJo's Bizarre Adventure," the third part of the series.

Templates can even record anything in that space where time has stood still.

Not to mention this mere game world?

So Jill slowed down the recording of the template.

Finally, Jill paused for a moment, then got up again and left the hotel.

“…There’s only one possibility left…” Jill said in a low voice, “Being too competitive has exposed you…”

"Kayaba Akihiko."

……

Heathcliff was sitting in the lounge when there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in..."

Heathcliff said casually, but the figure that entered made his imposing, bronze-colored eyes narrow slightly.

A blond, red-eyed boy was looking at him.

"What's wrong? It's just the two of us. Are we still trying to hide it? You just emailed me yesterday, asking me questions." Jill sat down on the sofa in the lounge, took a piece of cake from her backpack, took a bite, and said.

Heathcliff is Kayaba Akihiko.

This is the conclusion Jill drew from the video just now.

"Because of his competitive spirit, he used the authority of a GM (Game Master) to break through the laws of attributes and physics, and won the duel?" Jill looked at Heathcliff with a half-smile. "Am I right, Mr. Kayaba?"

"..." Heathcliff, dressed in red, turned somewhat gloomy.

“What a terrifying expression…” Jill chuckled. “You think I’m afraid of you?”

A cold glint flashed in his eyes; his mindset was no longer that of the immature young man he was when he first embarked on this adventure.

Spending two or three years in the dark world of bullets, engaging in open and covert struggles with those politicians and powerful figures, would greatly mature anyone's mindset.

"Did you come all this way just to say these things, Gil?" Heathcliff asked in a lower voice.

"Do I need GM privileges?" Jill scoffed. "Indeed, if you want to kill me, all you have to do is use GM privileges to remove the safe zone protection on me and then give me a good whack."

Jill laughed. "You think that's your privilege?"

zizi...

In a mere instant, Heathcliff felt his GM privileges disappear.

"Sorry, my template is far superior to your system," Jill said with a relaxed laugh.

Chapter Thirty-Three: I'm Getting a Little Impatient

Seeing that Jill had so easily taken away his GM privileges, Heathcliff's expression turned serious.

“As expected, you are quite extraordinary…” Heathcliff said, looking at Jill.

“Well, I’m known for being a child who often does things unexpectedly,” Jill said, raising an eyebrow. “But don’t be nervous, I’m just here to have a proper talk with you.”

After all, the best way to negotiate is to put a knife to someone's throat and then slowly discuss things...

That's what negotiation (physics) is all about.

Of course, Jill isn't one of those people who add "physics" to everything they do...

Although he can stealth (physical), anesthetize (physical), and negotiate (physical), he doesn't use these methods often, does he?

Jill's words did little to reassure Heathcliff.

Would you feel comfortable negotiating with someone wielding a knife? Of course not.

Seeing Heathcliff's expression, Jill shrugged. "Well then, let's make a deal. When I defeat the boss on the 75th floor, that's when I'll finish the game. I'm getting a little impatient."

"..." Heathcliff's face darkened. "You could have directly controlled the GM privileges and made it possible to log out of the game..."

"Hahahaha...wouldn't that be less fun?" Jill said with a laugh. "We always need to have some fun, I haven't relaxed like this in a long time."

“You know, my previous battles were much tougher than this.” Jill stood up. “I’m returning your GM privileges to you. And then, I’ll be waiting for you.”

Heathcliff regained his access, but his expression did not become relaxed.

He stared at Jill's retreating figure, his expression turning somewhat terrifying.

He really wanted to use his GM privileges to eliminate this uncertainty directly.

But... he couldn't do it.

Putting aside the fact that the other party could easily take away the GM's privileges, he wouldn't dare to do it either, given the chill that ran down his spine the moment he even considered it.

"...Does this mean I have no choice but to risk my life for him?" Heathcliff smiled bitterly, feeling helpless.

……

Jill returned to her lodgings and began experimenting with using templates for some special tasks...

For example, try contacting people in other worlds?

"Template, can you link to other worlds for communication?"

"Insufficient host privileges".

Jill: "..."

Well, this guy always uses this excuse whenever there's something he can do but doesn't want to do, and I'm used to it anyway.

"So, all you can do now is help me grab some permissions, and nothing else?" Jill asked, her eyes wide as she stared intently at the template.

"That's right, so host, please don't be too kind to me. Ruthlessly torture the template to make you happy, and let's enjoy ourselves from mind to body!" The template's voice suddenly changed from the mechanical tone that had no intonation to a high-pitched one.

Okay, okay, I almost forgot that this guy is a severe masochist, the incurable kind.

Jill really wants to curse the template's character designer and his entire family right now.

"So how thick-skinned do you have to be to make such a masochistic declaration sound so natural!" Jill's lips twitched; she simply couldn't bear to watch such an embarrassing thing...

"Alright, alright, template. If we want to go to the Star-Carved Dragon Knight, what do we need?" Gil didn't want to continue the previous topic, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Yes, first, the host needs a Pal, which is a so-called dragon cub." Hmm, one Pal, I'll remember that...