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"If we really want to form an alliance, shouldn't he be present?"

"..."

Altria was silent for a moment, and then answered the question as if she had made up her mind.

"Because this is my personal will."

"Your personal will?" Weber was confused. "What does this mean?"

"because--"

Altria looked at Waver and Iskandar in front of her and told them the truth.

"My Master has refused to give me any more orders."

304. Ian's Chance for Dai Mao/The Night of Fate/The Deteriorated Holy Grail (4k)

This may be a destined ending.

After Irisviel was killed by Kotomine Kirei, Emiya Kiritsugu's patience with Altria reached its limit.

"Get out of my sight!"

"Right now!"

That was the only order that the dying Emiya Kiritsugu gave to Artoria in the sea of ​​fire.

He did survive.

But the girl thus became a "lonely acting" servant.

After that, I contacted Iskandar.

Altria couldn't tell her reasons directly to the two people in front of her, so she could only express them tactfully.

Waver wanted to say something more, but Iskander stopped him.

The man showed his decisiveness.

"I understand."

"In that case, let's follow your idea and launch a crusade against Archer."

"..."

Knowing that Iskandar was repaying her for her help last time, Altria nodded without thinking any more.

"Well, thank you, Iskandar."

[The tide of the Fourth World War is surging rapidly. ]

[They are like gasoline, preparing the perfect flame for the final act of the Holy Grail War.]

[Among them is a bright flame like Altria. 】

[There is also a red sea that is tampering in the dark like Gilgamesh. 】

Since their last conversation, Gilgamesh and Kotomine Kirei have become closer.

And from the mouth of this human, the Ancient King gradually changed his mind.

"Can you allow me to regain my body?"

"So--"

"I will store it in the treasury."

"As for killing other Servants."

"The King has already made a plan."

[The Fourth Holy Grail War is surging somewhere you don’t know. ]

[Countless entanglements have changed its ending beyond all recognition.]

"Wait here and you will win the Holy Grail War?"

Tōsaka Tokiomi, who was brought to the Fuyuki Bridge by Gilgamesh at night, was somewhat puzzled.

"Yes."

The oldest king of the sky folded his arms across his chest.

"I will bring back victory."

"But you just issued a challenge to all the remaining Masters and Servants not long ago, right?"

"Yeah." Gilgamesh did not deny what he had done at all.

"Tohsaka Tokiomi, what are you worried about? Do you think I don't have the strength to defeat all the remaining Servants?"

"There is no such thing."

"That's good to know." Gilgamesh still looked arrogant, "Just wait patiently there for me."

"Yes, I understand."

Tōsaka Tokiomi said this, but he felt a little unhappy inside.

The moon was bright and the stars were sparse when the first Servant appeared at the other end of the Fuyuki Bridge.

It was Iskandar driving the Gordias Wheel, with Waver sitting behind.

"It is you……"

Gilgamesh did not say anything, and did not even ask his master, Tōsaka Tokiomi, any questions. He directly deployed his Noble Phantasm to the maximum extent.

He seemed to have completely ignored the huge magical burden that would result from this.

"Gate of Babylon!"

In an instant, countless sword blades shot out from the golden halo behind Gilgamesh and flew towards where Iskandar was.

Looking at the weapons filling the sky, the King of Conquerors was not afraid. Instead, he asked Weber behind him.

"Boy, are you scared?"

“…” Weber took a breath.

"I was afraid before, but now I am not afraid anymore."

“Because there’s no way to escape.”

"I didn't expect that you would have such an awareness." Iskandar laughed, "Then let's get started!"

"Ah."

This was Webber's bravest moment.

He will become the man the conqueror king expects.

The half-baked Waver raised the arm engraved with the Master's Command Seal, imitated the King of Conquerors' movement of raising his sword, and chanted loudly.

"My Servant, Waver Velvet commands you in the name of the Command Seal."

"Rider, you must win in the end!"

“I command you once again in the name of the Command Seal – Rider, you must seize the Holy Grail!”

"I command you three times in the name of the Command Seal, Rider, to conquer the world without failure!"

Iskandar was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

"Boy, you keep giving orders that are impossible to fulfill."

Hearing this, Waver smiled calmly.

"But you need it badly, don't you?"

"That's right, hahahaha! Boy, you know me too well!"

The King of Conquerors raised the sword in his hand and pointed it forward.

"As long as I still have ambitions for the distant future in my heart, the expedition will never end!"

"Sing a triumphant song—the king's army!"

In an instant, the bridge was enveloped by Iskandar's mind, which was filled with magical power.

A plain with no shelter, scorching sun and dancing hot sand appeared here.

Legions of tens of thousands of warriors emerged one after another.

This is Iskandar's most powerful Noble Phantasm, the King's Army (Ionian Hetairoi)!

That is an expeditionary corps that would make one feel terrified at a single glance.

All the weapons that Gilgamesh had thrown from the King's Treasury were shattered to pieces at this moment.

In just a moment, the King of Conquerors, who was originally at a disadvantage, gained a complete advantage.

however--

Although Iskandar's attack was very powerful, Gilgamesh did not show any signs of panic at this moment.

He looked at the mighty army, raised the corners of his mouth, and began to mutter something silently.

When the legion was about to rush to the Ancient King and kill him, a sword that no one in the world could replicate appeared in Iskandar's mental space.

That is the Sword of Separation (Ea).

"Enuma Elish!" Gilgamesh shouted.

A buzzing sound.

The ripples that could not be described in any words spread to the entire battlefield in a very short time.

The heroic spirits of Iskandar's army dissipated completely the moment they came into contact with it.

Less than a second.

The king's army disappeared as Iskandar's mental image was shattered, leaving only the Gordias Wheel moving forward.

Then, even it stopped.

It was a complete defeat.

Iskandar's proud army was nothing compared to Gilgamesh.

The King of Conquerors looked at his sword with a slightly sad look on his face, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Boy, we lost!"

"Let's charge again!" Weber said anxiously, "I can provide you with magic power!"

"No." Iskandar shook his head.

"That time just now was the limit of what we could achieve under the circumstances."

Hearing this, Waver's eyes widened.

He realized that this failure was closely related to his own incompetence.

"Iskander, I..."

"There's nothing much to say." The King of Conquerors patted Waver's shoulder. "Failure is something you have to face in life."

"If you lose, you lose. Making excuses will only make you look like you are quibbling."

"Boy, admit it all generously!"

Iskandar turned around and looked up at Gilgamesh.

"I admit that I lost."

"but--"

"Can you let this kid go?"

"He was still very young and shouldn't have died here."

"..."

Gilgamesh nodded.