Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Gilgamesh just glanced at them and turned slowly.

"If I leave you alone, you won't last two minutes. I have done what I promised the Magic King. From now on, it's up to you."

After saying this, he turned into golden particles and disappeared on the mottled Fuyuki Bridge.

"Asshole... to what extent do you want to look down on others..."

Mordred cursed, the sword in his hand fell, and he fell backwards to the ground.

"...Saber..." Sakura's voice was low.

"I'm sorry... Master..." Mordred looked at Sakura, "I can't help you win in the end."

Ying shook her head: "We have tried our best, but the opponent is too strong."

"Yeah... Obviously my father was able to beat that guy, but I can't." Mordred laughed at himself helplessly, "I really can't compare to my father..."

"Saber..."

"...In the end, I think I got my wish wrong..." Mordred looked at the sky over the bridge, "I just wanted to comfort my father's loneliness, and to pick up what he gave up when he became king..."

Because everyone is looking up to me, I can't cry or shout.

If someone else became king, this wouldn't be necessary.

"...In the end...it would be better for me to die as my father's knight..."

Mordred's voice became softer and softer, and after she wiped away Sakura's tears, she disappeared with a smile.

Only after the Servant's aura completely disappeared did Sakura stand up from the ground and look at her sister who had also lost her Servant.

"Even if it's just us, we should go and meet Dad—"

Sakura expressed her thoughts.

She could feel the huge conflict of magic coming from the church, and the battle there was not over yet.

But before she could finish her words, Sakura turned around and stared warily at the young man who was slowly walking along the still intact path of the bridge.

"If that happens, I'll have a headache. Without Caster, there's no way to obtain the Holy Grail." The ageless white-haired man said, "After all, our opponents are those two."

Sakura recognized the man: "The Lord of the Celestial Body Department, Marisbilly Animusphia."

"Well, let's continue. The Holy Grail War between Masters—"

Marisbury calmly waged the battle with his hands behind his back.

Chapter 61: On the verge of breaking out

To the warriors of the Shadow Kingdom.

Fighting ten with one is not worth praising at all, and fighting a hundred with one is just the beginning.

A warrior from the Kingdom of Shadows must be able to hold his own against ten thousand enemies.

Although he always complained about his master's strict training, Shiomi never slacked off.

I want to be the best disciple and the master’s favorite disciple.

With this feeling in mind, Shiomi did it.

Standing in the way were the seventy-two demons under Solomon's command.

Limited by the system of the Holy Grail War, Solomon can only summon four pillars at a time without wasting his strength.

Each demon has the strength to rival a regular servant.

Even so, they were unable to stop Shiomi's attack.

The demons were constantly defeated and summoned again.

There are no gaps.

When Shiomi pulled the magic spear out of the heart of the demon god in the shape of a giant lion, he glanced at the Magic King who was being restrained by Morgan's magic battle.

The man just raised his hand, without a moment's hesitation or sigh for the fallen demon, and the next demon came to the battlefield.

Most likely, the death of these demons here was not true death, but they were unable to accept the call of the king they served and descend into this Holy Grail War in a short period of time.

Shiomi guessed this in her heart, but it didn't matter.

The Holy Grail War has come to its final moment. There will be no next time and no next round.

The only thing that can be confirmed is that up to now, including the original four pillars, the sixteen demon gods that have been defeated by him all have different appearances and abilities.

A spell formed by a hexagram appeared above his head.

It was a magic performed by a male demon with three heads: a snake head, a man's head, and a cat's head.

With just one glance, Shiomi determined that the technique was used to restrain his movements.

Turning the magic gun of Rent Collector Hong, Shiomi tapped the ground with the butt of the gun, and the tiny ice spikes formed a white cylinder surrounding Shiomi.

Afterwards, the hexagram fell and crushed the cylinder made of ice spikes, but did not see Shiomi who was sealed on the ground.

The demon god raised his cat head and let out a shrill hiss.

The snake opened its mouth wide, its tongue stuck out, and a hoarse sound made a creaking sound.

The man's head turned into a completely distorted expression.

Because the red magic spear came out from the heart of the demon god.

Shiomi was right behind him, advancing the gun blade without hesitation.

The mount under the man, the giant hell snake emitting red smoke, shook violently, trying to throw Shiomi off it.

But the demon's body had lost its ability to resist, and its limbs hung limply. After Shiomi pulled out the gun, it fell softly from the top of the snake, turned into a black mist, and dissipated with the wind.

The master disappeared, and the hell snake retreated.

The remaining demons finally slowed down their attack.

The demons are the highest-level familiars commanded by the Magic King's summoning ritual, and each of them has intelligence no less than that of humans.

Shiomi slowly fell to the ground, his whole body was covered with traces of embarrassment due to the previous battle with the Magic King.

However, the demons were unable to judge whether he was already at the end of his strength.

What's more, there is a witch over there who can compete with the Magic King in magic battles.

"Oh?"

Shiomi noticed a subtle change.

Although the Magic King glanced over here, he did not summon the Demon God again.

He also had to deal with Morgan's attacks at the same time, and most of his magic power had been consumed and he had no energy left to continue summoning the demon.

With this in mind, Shiomi decided to take a gamble.

He raised his hand and threw three stones, heading straight for the remaining three demon gods. When they realized that they were stones engraved with runes and were about to counterattack, Shiomi attacked.

The speed that the demons could originally cope with suddenly changed. They rushed left and right, and in the blink of an eye, Xijian seemed to have turned into four people.

『Shadow Burial Step』

Land of Shadows, Scathach style of movement.

In just a moment, Shiomi arrived in front of, to the left and behind the three demon gods respectively.

Then they launched a simultaneous attack, catching all the unprepared demons towards the same location.

"Disappear, 'Stop the God-killing Thorn'!"

After declaring in a low voice, Xijian threw the red spear in his hand. The spear split and extended during the flight, turning into red thorns, which entangled and bound the three demon gods, making them unable to move.

Then, the thorns suddenly tightened, tearing all the demons apart before they all dissipated.

Holding the gun that flew back to his original shape, Shiomi swept it behind him without any hesitation, breaking the magic compression bombardment launched by the Magic King.

"Two against one... In this situation, it's a bit disadvantageous for me."

The Magic King spoke in a seemingly discouraged tone, but he did not show any intention of retreating.

He slightly opened his drooping arms.

"Well then, unfold your treasure."

The air around him suddenly became sticky and heavy. It was the magic power that suddenly gathered from all directions. The Dongmu land with excellent spiritual veins had a relatively richer source than other places.

"Well, this side as well—"

Morgan deduced that Solomon was about to launch a Noble Phantasm that could strike on a large scale.

It could be against people, armies or cities.

Magic power no less than Solomon's was condensed in Morgan's hands.

Shiomi secretly began to prepare the original rune to protect.

According to conservative estimates, after the clash of the two sides' Noble Phantasms, this area will be burned to the ground, and even the Fuyuki Church will be affected.

Solomon was quite cautious, and did not relax his defense at all during the few seconds before the Noble Phantasm was about to be activated.

Even if Shiomi took advantage of this window of opportunity to interfere, it would be ineffective.

At the touch of a hair.

But this situation was interrupted by a voice.

"Both parties, please stop here."

Malis Billy slowly came out from the bend at the end of the road.

However, even with this, Shiomi and Morgan would never be able to stop, and might even provoke Shiomi's attack.

The premise is that this pure magus comes empty-handed.

He walked slowly towards this side, holding the unconscious Sakura as if he were holding a prop.

"All servants except Caster have already left the battlefield. If you two continue this meaningless battle for you," Malisbili said in a gentle tone, but his eyes did not hide his cold-bloodedness as a magus, "the child's life will not be guaranteed."

Seeing through the biggest obstacle of this Holy Grail War from the very beginning, Malisbili did not hesitate at all and chose a way to eliminate this obstacle by any means necessary.

"Marisbilly..."

Shiomi angrily points a gun at Marisbilly.

In the face of Shiomi's reaction, Malisbury had no intention of reflecting on it. His attitude remained calm and he obviously did not think there was anything wrong with his behavior and strategy.

Chapter 62: The Purpose of the Animusphia

"No matter how you intend to accuse me, I don't care." Malisbili smiled naturally, "The Holy Grail is very important to me. I am naturally grateful and admire you for purifying the Holy Grail in the previous Holy Grail War. But these two things cannot be confused."

"Do you want the Holy Grail so badly?" Shiomi was shocked.

"The ultimate goal of the ritual created by the original three families is to complete the third magic, realize the materialization of the human soul, and thus reach the root." Malisbury stated his reasons, "Mr. Shiomi, who has no interest in the root and is not an orthodox magician, should not understand why we magicians spend our entire lives pursuing that existence."

Shiomi had no idea about Marisbury's defense.

Even now, even if it was the perfect Holy Grail, he had no interest in it.

Ten years ago, he was just forced by BB to participate in the Holy Grail War.

"So you want to exchange Sakura for the Holy Grail?" Shiomi slowly put down the gun.

This man is very smart, he knows clearly what is most important to Shiomi.

"To be precise, it's in exchange for support in ending the Holy Grail War." Malisbili walked towards Xijian, "As you can see, I only made your daughter incapable of moving, and didn't do anything to her. I think my sincerity is enough for negotiation."

The cold, rational, and purely consequentialist magician, Lord Animusphia.

In this negotiation, sincerity was demonstrated that was in line with human expectations.

He dragged Sakura and handed her into Shiomi's arms.

"Then let me ask, what do you want to do after you get the Holy Grail?" Shiomi slowly took Sakura, checked her condition, and questioned the man.

"I've already explained it," said Malisbury.

"Don't give me that. It's true that you are interested in the root, but you have no interest in the third magic at all. It's the same as me." Shiomi lifted Sakura's head slightly and let her lean on his chest. "If your wish will bring danger to this world, I will kill you even if you are sincere."

Malis Billy was slightly surprised: "For the world... you want to kill me? Don't worry, I don't even intend to use the Command Seal to make Caster commit suicide, let alone activate the Greater Holy Grail. The third magic is not important at all."