I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

“Ah, I understand.” Jill gripped the armrest of the chair tightly, then exhaled deeply. “I understand, completely, without a trace.”

Jill stood up. "Alesia... the Holy King's target is her."

In response to the awakening of the Dark Elf King, the Holy Elf King will also awaken.

The Demon King has almost fully awakened, which means that Arecia will probably wake up soon as well.

No, it's hard to say whether "Alesia" will wake up as "Alesia" at that time.

and……

“…I understand, the Holy Elf King’s purpose.” Gil stood up.

"Honestly, it had to be at this moment that it was finally fully resolved." Jill looked at Grevas. "Leave the rest to me."

After saying that, Jill pushed open the door and walked out decisively.

“The plan has changed,” Jill said to Lian, who was standing outside the door. “You don’t need to go to the Alphas Kingdom… Of course, the most important thing is to keep a close eye on Austria.”

"Go and call everyone over. I'm going to borrow the meeting room. Our plans are about to change drastically," Jill said, extending her hand and gently pressing the elven mark on the back of her hand.

"Yes, Master." Lian nodded and immediately ran out.

"...Holy King, you've calculated everything, but you still overlooked one thing." Gil narrowed his eyes, a hint of coldness in them. "I will definitely stop your futile dream."

……

Inside the meeting room, everyone sat at the table, watching Jill standing on the whiteboard, writing something.

"I have figured out the Holy Kingdom's purpose, or rather, the Holy Elf King's purpose. The angelic army will occupy the entire sky. A huge gate has opened in the sky, and countless angels are descending from it..."

Jill spoke softly, and then uttered these words.

"Master, what are you saying...?" Lian asked in a somewhat puzzled tone.

An army of angels entered this world through the gate—?

What is that?

"The giant of light that devoured the angels began to unleash a power akin to creation itself..." Gil paused, then continued, "This is what my all-seeing eyes have seen."

clairvoyance……?!

Enkidu looked at Gilles with some surprise. How could this be? Those eyes…

"The Holy King's goal is to create a new world, or rather, to create a new world from scratch using the dark power of the otherworld within the gate," Gil said.

The Holy King believed that by sealing Jill's "Omniscient and Omnipotent Star," he could significantly restrict Jill's actions and achieve his own goals.

But as it turns out, Jill's "wisdom" is not an ability that can be easily suppressed.

Moreover, Jill has regained her clairvoyance EX, which allows her to see parts of the future, giving her a significant advantage.

"However, creating a new world is not so easy."

Jill herself understood this principle very well. His soul was a combination of "creation" and "destruction." The power of "creation" was not so easy to control.

“First of all, creation already involves the existence of the world’s rules, so it’s impossible to create something just like that. Unless this world is a desolate place, without any civilization or mysterious existence,” Jill continued to explain.

"Moreover, the reason why that kind of [gate] cannot let out too much otherworldly darkness is because the framework of the world's rules and [order] is strong enough. Otherwise, this world would have been completely destroyed by that black mud long ago."

Therefore, the Destruction Factor wants to control the five Elf Kings, to break the rules, and to let the darkness of the other world flow into this world, which would probably cause this world to cease to exist.

"The Holy Elf King is herself a part of the [Rules], so she cannot set her sights on breaking the [Rules]. Therefore, she has set her sights on [Order], the [Order] of the human world."

Jill drew a timeline on the whiteboard. “In all the historical records I’ve read about the continent, there are two wars… But compared to those two wars, I think all the other wars are just ‘playing around’.”

"The Demon King War a thousand years ago and the Rambar War twenty years ago..." Claire murmured as she looked at the timeline drawn by Jill.

“Correct.” Jill tossed the pen behind her. “These two wars can be described as truly devastating. If I’m not mistaken, the Holy King’s goal is still missing a third war.”

Fiana's pupils contracted. "Could it be..."

“Yes, your foolish and incompetent elder brother has become a sacrifice.” Gil raised his hand and said, “She intends to ignite the final war in Austria, using the final sacrifice to awaken herself.”

“Therefore, we cannot go to the Alphas Theocracy for support, and preparations for battle here must be halted to prevent a war from breaking out,” Jill said.

Lian's expression turned somewhat unpleasant. "Master... I'm afraid you've overlooked a possibility."

Jill raised an eyebrow and looked at her apprentice. "You mean, Austria initiated the war?"

“If the Holy King’s goal is that… he really might do it.” Lian looked at Gil. “Master, the Holy King’s goal is to rebuild this world from scratch!”

“…” Jill pondered for a moment, then nodded. “It is indeed very bad, and we cannot rule out that possibility.”

"Then we can't stop now; we need to get started."

Jill raised her hand and pulled up a map on the whiteboard. "Next, go here—this place holds the truth about the Demon King."

……

“…It’s a bit surprising. The data only fluctuated for a split second, but that split second was accurate…” Otto looked at the crystal bottle in front of him. “Although it was only for a split second, Gil’s soul data is almost perfectly matched…”

“What happened back then…? I feel like something’s not right…” Otto stared at the data in front of him, lost in thought.

Chapter Seventy-Three: Esther's Dream

Was that... a dream...?

I stared blankly at everything before me, yet I couldn't touch anything.

"Owner……?"

"Don't make that face... Esther."

Having overcome numerous difficulties and trials, and after countless mountains of corpses piled up on battlefields stained with blood—

The girl, who had finally defeated the Demon King, began to have a body that resembled a crystallized elven ore.

There was no surprise in the girl's eyes.

She already knew it.

She knew what fate awaited her after fulfilling her mission as a saint.

She knew the strongest holy sword, but it was also a demonic sword that would bring a tragic death to its contractor.

The girl's expression was calm, and she smiled as if she had accepted everything.

"...This is not...your...fault..."

Her slender fingers, stained red with the Demon King's splattered blood, were now gently stroking her long silver hair.

However, even her fingers instantly turned into cold, hard elven ore—

"Goodbye, Esther... my only friend..."

"...No, you can't...Master...Alesia!"

"...Hehe...You called my name for the first time...I'm so...happy..."

The overflowing tears streamed down her cheeks, then crystallized and fell onto her neck.

This was the first time the girl had shed tears since she took on the destiny of being a "saint".

"Estelle...I...I...ah—"

She gave a look that seemed to be both crying and laughing, and began to move her lips.

"Actually, I don't want to be a saintess at all."

These were the last words of the girl known as the "Saintess of the World".

That was a heartfelt cry confided only to his one and only close friend.

—After that, the holy sword that slayed the demon king sealed its own existence.

In order to prevent those who have made a pact with the cursed magic sword from reappearing.

In order not to lose someone important to me again.

She will never open her heart to anyone again.

She made this vow with unwavering resolve—

……

He reached out and covered his eyes.

The brilliant golden light shining through the gaps between his fingers made the young man squint slightly.

It’s morning.

Jill squinted and gave a small yawn.

...Maybe it's because I'm a light sleeper, but I feel like I haven't dreamed like this in a long time.

No, even when she was in a deep sleep, Jill had only seen dreams like this a handful of times.

"Est... is it your dream?" Jill muttered softly, glancing to her side.

The silver-haired sword spirit was curled up there, small in size, with a slightly furrowed brow.

Suddenly, Esther opened her eyes, her purple pupils showing obvious signs of hesitation.

"What happened, Esther?" Jill asked, patting Esther's head.

"I...had a dream."

"Was the dream... a nightmare?"

“I don’t know.” Esther shook her head expressionlessly.

"It's a dream from the past."

"..."

—The dream of the past probably doesn't refer to what happened after I met Jill.

After all, she was an elf who had lived for thousands of years, and the weight contained in the word "past" was something that Jill could not see.

"What kind of dream was it?"

"I don't remember. I only know it was a very sad dream."

Esther looked at Jill and said in a low voice.