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Therefore, Gilgamesh was angry not because of Momo's arrogance, but because he had overestimated Momo's abilities. He was angry about this overestimation, angry that his judgment had been flawed.

As for Mo Mo's arrogance, one such arrogant person is enough. A person who is arrogant without strength only faces death, so why should he be angry over Mo Mo?

Hearing Gilgamesh's angry tone, Artoria clenched her teeth. She didn't care about her own life or death; she had already prepared to die during this escape.

Or rather, she longed to die on the battlefield rather than be imprisoned like a pet, at least that was the way a hero would die.

However, now, Artoria is wavering.

She and Mo Mo hadn't known each other for long, but they had quickly established a relationship of trust.

Momo expressed his love for her without hesitation, and presented his trading power as proof—an unquestionable expression of absolute sincerity. She, in turn, felt that serving someone who valued her so much, and who valued the individual named Artoria, was an opportunity to rediscover her lost self.

This doesn't mean that Artoria also has feelings for Momo; it's just that, for her, Momo is the first person she can absolutely trust after becoming a Heroic Spirit and experiencing so many hardships.

In her eyes, such a trustworthy person is a partner, a comrade-in-arms who fights alongside her.

Sacrificing oneself for one's comrades is the kind of death that Artoria acknowledges and desires.

Although Artoria has turned to the dark side, her extremely high magical resistance and strong will allow her to forcibly maintain her sanity.

The darkening of her personality affected Artoria's way of thinking, causing her to deny her past self who was obsessed with the meaning of being king and trying to reverse the past, but it did not make her completely deny everything about herself.

The degree of rationality she possesses is also something she can decide for herself.

Now, Artoria forcibly suppressed the influence of the black mud, allowing herself to enter a more rational state and become increasingly closer to the blue element, even though this was a state that made the corrupted Artoria uncomfortable.

However, only in this rational state can she think better and make better decisions.

What should she do to help her partner, Momo?

"Saber, do I have to say it a second time?!"

Gilgamesh's ultimatum finally forced Artoria to make a decision.

"Artoria".

However, Momo called out to her.

"Mo Mo, I..."

"Are you trying to say that you're asking Gilgamesh to surrender in exchange for our safety?"

Artoria was taken aback, because Momo's words perfectly matched her own thoughts. This was the kind of thinking that only Artoria, whose thought process leaned towards the blue under extreme rationality, could have.

Like a knight, sacrifice yourself to protect others and fulfill the knight's creed.

"No, Artoria."

Momo calmly rejected Artoria's idea, and his words seemed to brook no refusal.

"Mo Mo!"

"Artoria, stop clinging to this idea of ​​self-sacrifice. You are Artoria, you don't need to force yourself to do anything according to that kind of conventional thinking."

“You were once the King of Knights, but you are no longer. You have broken free from your shackles and the curse of being the King of Knights. Now, you should be your true self.”

"You don't need to do anything with a sense of 'must do something.' All you need to consider is what you want to do."

Momo's words gradually calmed Artoria down, and she seemed to be deep in thought. However, the result of her deep thought was that the rationality she had managed to suppress was slowly weakening, and the look in her eyes that belonged to the dark side was gradually returning.

"Mo Mojun...do you mean you prefer a darker version of me?"

Artoria's tone was a little strange; her usually calm and clear voice seemed to be off-key.

"No, to be precise, it's you, Artoria, that I love. I'll accept you no matter what you are like. I won't force you to change anything; how you do it or what kind of person you are is your choice."

"This is my promise to you, and it's also my requirement for you after you joined my Hall of Heroes. All you need to do is do what you like."

"Go find your original self, find your true self, and you will be the one to answer which one is the true self. I will not interfere in any way."

Artoria forced a smile, her eyes darting around, and looked up at Gilgamesh. "But what about him, Momer? He's not someone you can handle..."

Momo smiled slightly, interrupting Artoria, and said, "How do you know I can't handle him?"

Artoria was taken aback.

Yes... how did she know that Momo couldn't handle Gilgamesh?

Artoria was simply instinctively afraid of Gilgamesh. In the original story, Gilgamesh was already incredibly powerful, and without his scabbard, Artoria was simply no match for him.

At present, Gilgamesh's own power has increased by an unknown amount, so much so that Artoria has completely lost the courage to fight him.

That is why Artoria instinctively wanted to take Gilgamesh's burden upon herself, but her true purpose was to use her own death to slow Gilgamesh down.

Realizing this, Artoria's fear vanished.

She was no ordinary person, but a hero, a knight-king. Though fear might linger in her heart, once she became aware of it and confronted it directly, nothing could shake her spirit.

This is the meaning of a hero.

Moreover, Artoria has become corrupted and is much more numb to various emotions, and she completely denies her past obsessions.

With this, Artoria would have even less to fear.

"Then... I'll believe you."

Artoria lowered her sword and stood beside Momo, seemingly accepting her position as Momo's subordinate and letting Momo take charge of everything.

"Ah, Ancient King, I'm sorry. My companion, Artoria, still seems unwilling to listen to you and doesn't want to return to your side. She seems to have taken a liking to me and wants to come with me. Could you please have mercy and let us leave?"

Mo Mo spoke apologetically, but the smile on her lips looked more like mockery and sarcasm.

Gilgamesh considered Momo a worthless piece of trash, yet Artoria chose this piece of trash, not him, the great and oldest king.

Is there any better way to slap someone in the face than this?

Gilgamesh closed his eyes slightly, the chill on his face almost lowering the surrounding temperature.

"I have to admit, I underestimated you once again, Manager. Perhaps your power is too insignificant to attract my attention, but your intellect and sophistry are also part of your strength."

"So you're not a warrior, but a strategist. But that's all. You should focus on being a good strategist instead of presumptuously calling yourself the King of Heroes."

“Saber, since you are unwilling to come back with me, then I will prove with my actions that your choice was wrong and foolish.”

"Manager, you too will be killed, ravaged, and reduced to dust by my power. Before you die, you will understand what true power is and what the true majesty of a king is."

The light behind Gilgamesh shone brighter and brighter, and more and more Noble Phantasms appeared. He raised his opinion of Momo, and naturally he would devote more power to dealing with Momo.

"So, this is your declaration of war, Gilgamesh? Is this what you call the pleasure of a king?"

Gilgamesh proudly raised his head, ignoring the crowd below. More and more Noble Phantasms appeared behind him, densely filling the sky.

Without the limitations of being a Servant, and even the limitations of being a Heroic Spirit, Gilgamesh's power has increased dramatically, allowing him to unleash his full potential.

If he wanted to, he could probably use all his countless Noble Phantasms to smash people without any problem!

"Yes, you scum! You have successfully enraged me. Well then, let your blood and wails bring me a moment of pleasure. You will regret barking at me now."

Mo Mo raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Is that so?"

The countless treasures in the sky seemed to make Momo feel no tension whatsoever. He said, "Then, Gilgamesh, can you allow me, the Heroic King whom you look down upon, to also show my own pleasure?"

Gilgamesh tilted his head slightly and said, "If you have any foolish tricks up your sleeve, then hurry up and use them. If they can please me, perhaps I can let you die a little more quickly."

"So……"

Momo turned to Artoria and said, "Artoria, could you give me a chance to show you my pleasure?"

153. Momo's Pleasure

Artoria's rationality began to waver. She had been forcibly maintaining her rationality for so long, fighting against the pollution of the black mud.

Furthermore, in battle mode, Artoria needs to put even more pressure on her mind to maintain her rationality.

Now, this perseverance has finally reached its limit, and it is beginning to weaken rapidly due to the dual collapse of Artoria's spirit and magic.

A surge of black magic began to flow around Artoria, like rolling black mud, enveloping her body.

The black magic came and went quickly, but in that brief moment, Artoria seemed to have begun to change fundamentally.

Her calm and beautiful face began to soften, and as if in reverse, it broke through a certain boundary of normal people. An expression of evil appeared on Artoria's face.

It was clearly the same face, the curve of her eyes, the smile on her lips, yet it exuded a charm that ignited the primal wildness within men.

This is the power of evil in this world. The evil flowing from the Holy Grail is a collection of all the malice in the world. It will distort anyone's original thoughts in the form of malice.

The corruption caused Artoria to deny her original blue self and all her desires as the original Knight King. Although the corrupted Artoria, belonging to Order of Evil, still maintains her basic will, evil thoughts have been deeply implanted in her consciousness and mind.

If there is sufficient power to suppress it, it's fine. But without enough suppression, like now when Artoria's body and will are gradually weakening, the evil part of her nature, which has been corrupted, will be exposed again.

"How delightful!"

Artoria sighed softly, looked at Momo, and said, "Since I have already agreed to become your subordinate, I will naturally not refuse. However, I still have some conditions to set."

“Speak freely, Artoria.”

Artoria smiled gently, her hands bypassing Momo's outstretched hand, and stepped to Momo's side, stroking Momo's cheeks with both hands.

"However, you must also meet my needs and please me when I have them. Otherwise, even if I become your heroic spirit, I will refuse your orders. Even if I can't refuse, I'll probably just slack off!"

Mo Mo's smile broadened as he took Artoria's hand, held the back of her hand to his nose, and smelled the faint scent of blood emanating from her fair, cold hand.

"So, Artoria, what kind of pleasure do you crave?"

"Hmm, I'll tell you when I remember, but I think you can probably understand, since you have the same longing in your eyes as I do."

"Ah, you really won't tell me what you long for?"

"How about we wait until we've made that disgusting, ancient king of heaven feel pleasure before we discuss our own?"

Artoria suddenly changed the subject. After speaking, she turned around, and at 154cm tall, she leaned back against Momo, her head resting directly on Momo's chin. The height difference between the two seemed to perfectly allow them to be joined together in this position.

"Oh my, it seems we're quite a good match. I just wonder if our faces will be able to touch when we're both having fun?"

"Hmm, what are you talking about? I don't quite understand!"

"Hmph, my young master, don't you really understand? I feel like you've already been through countless battles compared to my pure virginity!"

"Is that so? But what is pure in my heart is my soul!"

"That's right, all I have left is my physical purity, hehe. Master, since you said you would help me find my own heart, this is a big problem. Once you've messed with me, you can forget about getting rid of me."

"How could that be?"

Momo reached out and hugged the waist of Black Saber, who was right in front of him, while Artoria narrowed her eyes slightly and stretched her arms up to wrap around Momo's neck as if enjoying herself.