Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Morgan didn't look at Altria who was sitting next to him, his eyes were still fixed on the front.

"In the final analysis, you got the reason wrong from the beginning. The demise of your Britain was not the result of someone's inability. It was a fact that had already been established. It was just that you forcibly reversed this result, allowing Britain under your rule to continue for a while longer."

Then, Morgan, in a light tone, revealed the essence of Britain's demise, leaving Altria silent.

Of course she knew that Britain would eventually perish, Merlin had told Altria before she became king, so she hoped that Britain could at least end in a more peaceful way.

"...Of course I know this fact, but what does this have to do with the Hero King over there?"

"The fall of Britain is but a part of the decline of the Age of Gods from the face of the earth," Morgan said, looking towards the King of Heroes.

Gilgamesh, who was furious just now, gradually calmed down because of these words, leaving only his usual unhappiness.

"Originally, the Age of Gods had already come to an end in 1000 BC. Britain was the closest place to the inner sea on this planet, so the process was delayed by 1500 years." Morgan said to Altria mockingly, "If you want to change this fact and save Britain from destruction, you need to rely on the power of the Holy Grail to change the fact that the Age of Gods has retreated from the surface of the earth."

"...I..." Altria fell silent.

The demise of Britain stems from the decline of the Age of Gods, and it is clear that this is not destined to be a peaceful outcome.

"So what does the decline of the Age of Gods you mentioned have to do with this Gilgamesh?" The King of Conquerors looked at Morgan.

Morgan pursed his lips and smiled, "It's very simple. The Hero King Gilgamesh is one of the reasons why the Age of Gods has declined. Ever since the Hero King decided to lead mankind to rebel against the gods, the Age of Gods began to decline. The Magic King's act of returning the miracles bestowed by God to heaven has only accelerated this process. Because of this, the originally abundant and fertile land will gradually become barren and unable to feed the people on that land. Artoria, it is no wonder that your Britain will perish."

Having said this, she looked at Gilgamesh again and asked with a little pride:

"Well, I was wrong. From this perspective, should the responsibility for Britain's destruction be essentially attributed to your act of rebelling against the gods, Hero King?"

Everyone turned their eyes to him.

Gilgamesh had no intention of denying this responsibility, and simply chuckled disdainfully.

"It's boring. Even if it's true, it doesn't change its boring nature."

Chapter 47: The Golden Age of Gods Classroom

His attitude remained condescending, but he did not deny Morgan's statement.

"So what Berserker said is true?" Iskandar couldn't help but be interested. He was in power more than 300 years BC, and more than 700 years had passed since the Magic King returned the miracle.

The Age of Gods was still somewhat distant to Iskandar.

“Idiots, you don’t understand the Age of Gods at all, let alone the nature of gods.” Gilgamesh sneered.

The Hero King is the king born from the union of the human king and the goddess. He is two-thirds god and one-third human, so he naturally knows more about the existence of gods than anyone else present.

Gilgamesh raised his chin slightly and looked at everyone arrogantly, "The Age of Gods has long since receded, and this planet has settled under the laws of physics familiar to humans. For you guys, gods are just a system used to assist religion. It is understandable that you cannot understand the Age of Gods, do not understand gods, and do not understand the significance of what I do."

Morgan's words just now touched the essence of Gilgamesh, who suddenly became interested in discussing something related to "God" with the group of people in front of him.

"There are two kinds of gods: things that originally existed and transformed themselves into gods, and gods that were born as 'gods'. In Mesopotamia, where I live, the gods there are the consciousness and personality possessed by natural phenomena, the so-called ancient gods. I was created by the ancient gods and the kings of the world, and am somewhere between the ancient gods and modern gods."

Gilgamesh drank the wine in the cup with a grim smile. "Sounds weird? That's right. Even I find it weird. But it is true. I was created by the will of the gods."

The king was "created", or produced.

A king who was not born naturally, but was born for a purpose.

The same is true for Artoria Pendragon, who is a non-human king with red dragon blood, born from the conspiracy of her father King Uther and Merlin.

Artoria knew more or less about this, so after hearing what Gilgamesh said, her expression became very serious.

Even if they are unrelated to each other, if the fall of Britain is related to the decline of the Age of Gods, then why did the Hero King, who started the decline of the Age of Gods, do this?

"To guide humans? You're not that kind, are you?" Xi Jian asked.

"Your intuition is correct. The gods did not create me to help humans. Instead, they feared humans and needed a mediator who had the vision of both gods and humans." Gilgamesh's arrogant tone was full of praise. "The ancient gods feared humans' ability to transform nature. No matter how much natural energy the gods had, they were nothing more than something that 'could only exist in one place.'"

There was no reverence for God in his words, even though two-thirds of them came from God.

Gilgamesh grinned, as if he was saying something funny. "However, humans are just the opposite. Although there are differences in survival ability, the individual level is as small as a grain of sand, but if they gather in large numbers, the average value will be quite high."

The topic began to turn into something more profound, but that also concerned Gilgamesh's answer.

"Those gods are powerful natural phenomena, but the 'originality' and 'cognition' they can achieve are similar to those of ordinary people. Even with omnipotent knowledge, they can only draw 'one' conclusion and shape a personality. In this regard alone, humans have surpassed the gods. The gap in cognition and the power of change is too great."

Gilgamesh's smile grew wider, his contempt for the gods clearly visible, but his dissatisfaction with himself was nowhere to be seen.

"Human desires are limitless, will not stop, and will never be stingy in showing them. The gods realize that the world will eventually change because of human desires, and one day, it may even change the laws of the stars in the sky. At that time, there will be no room for the ancient gods, who are natural phenomena, to intervene.

"Fearing this fact, the gods wanted a ruler who was a human but belonged to the gods. That was the real purpose of giving birth to me by the foolish act of marrying the human king with the goddess. Although it was just an act of survival in the twilight years, it was extremely embarrassing for the gods."

Gilgamesh denied the gods' will with his arrogance.

"The gods only want to use me as a 'wedge' to drive from heaven into the earth to stop the gap between humans and gods from widening further. After seeing the gods' cowardly behavior, I have concluded that gods are no longer needed in the future. It is the humans led by me who should govern this planet."

Therefore, humans bid farewell to the gods and headed towards a future where they would create the world on their own.

But Gilgamesh's actions only opened the curtain, and the gods continued to try to maintain their relationship with humans until the era of the Magic King 1,500 years later, when the grace bestowed by the gods was returned to the heavens.

"That's why I said it was boring, fairy of paradise." Gilgamesh drank the wine in the cup but did not refill it. "You do know a lot of truths, but you don't understand the significance of these truths."

Shiomi couldn't help but lean over to Morgan's ear and said, "It seems that the responsibility transfer has failed... Even if the Age of Gods faded because of him, the King of Heroes obviously doesn't intend to be responsible for the destruction of Britain."

"If I were to take responsibility for this, I wouldn't be the King of Heroes." Morgan whispered to Shiomi naturally.

Iskandar sighed, "Even if you were created by the gods, you do not intend to obey their will. You must act as a king according to your own wishes, whether it is ruling the earth or bidding farewell to the gods."

"Yes, that is the way of the king. Ordinary people who long for miracles from heaven will never understand it."

After telling his own story, Gilgamesh's words also revealed a narcissistic mood, which was really in line with his self-centered temperament.

“Then the question is, Saber, after knowing the reason why I ordered the end of the Age of Gods, will you still come to me to collect the debt as your sister said?” Gilgamesh teased with a look of pleasure on his face.

Altria frowned, then firmly denied:

"Even if the Age of Gods did come to an end because of you, and it eventually affected Britain, the destruction of my country is my responsibility, and has nothing to do with you! Hero King!"

Chapter 48: Giving Up Halfway

A silent sigh sounded after Altria finished speaking.

The person who made this sound was Morgan.

Different from the disapproval in Iskandar's expression, or the teasing after Gilgamesh's statement.

A trace of melancholy appeared on the witch's icy face.

No one knew why she sighed.

"Even if you know the truth and the outcome, you still want to persist in your dream of saving Britain?" Morgan's eyes showed some reluctance and helplessness. "No matter how much I want to distinguish myself from you, in the final analysis... in some ways, you and I are really the same kind of people."

Altria was speechless and sat down again, "...maybe."

She and Morgan were incompatible and could only deny each other...but Altria knew - even if she had never mentioned it to anyone - that Morgan loved Britain more than anyone else, even Altria.

"But..." Morgan continued, this time to everyone, "whether it's to gain a physical body to conquer the world, or to punish the thieves who stole your treasures, or... to save your destroyed homeland. Your premise or purpose is to move forward around the omnipotent wish-granting machine, the 'Holy Grail'."

Iskandar stared at Morgan with a sharp gaze. "What are you going to say now? Are you going to persuade others to give up the Holy Grail at this critical moment?"

“That’s not necessary.” Morgan played with the exquisite golden wine glass in his hand. “If you want the Holy Grail, just go and fight for it. After all, isn’t that why you all participated in the Holy Grail War? Of course… the premise is that Fuyuki’s Holy Grail can really satisfy your wishes.”

Irisviel, who had remained silent and had no intention of joining the heroes’ debate, finally had no choice but to listen in quietly.

"What are you talking about? Berserker, the Holy Grail War is a system jointly constructed by the Einzbern, Tousaka, and Matou families. The ultimate goal is to make the Holy Grail descend and obtain the universal wish-granting machine." Irisviel did not understand the meaning of Morgan's remarks. "Even if it is not a treasure like the Great Cup of Uruk, it is undoubtedly an universal wish-granting machine!"

Nine years ago, Emiya Kiritsugu accepted Einzbern's recruitment, where he met Irisviel.

Irisviel firmly believed that her husband's wish could be fulfilled through the Holy Grail, and she also understood Kiritsugu's wish from the bottom of her heart. So even though she knew that as the Lesser Holy Grail, she would never be able to escape from this Holy Grail War, she still willingly chose to give everything for the one she loved.

"Hey, Berserker, what are you talking about?" Waver also felt that he couldn't understand.

He wondered if this Servant had actually gone crazy and had lost his mind. Even if he seemed to be able to answer fluently, he had actually been talking nonsense from the beginning? Otherwise, why would he say such strange things?

"Haven't you noticed yet? Fuyuki's Holy Grail War system was designed from the beginning to summon Heroic Spirits from different eras to participate in the war as Servants. But this time is different. Caster-class Servants can't be called Heroic Spirits at all." Morgan looked at everyone with a half-smile, "Servants of that type should be called evil spirits or murderous spirits, which would be more accurate."

What she pointed out surprised everyone.

Indeed, all the servants except Caster have left their names in history and legends, but Gilles de Ray is different.

It was true that the Servant had been a hero of the Hundred Years' War. But after that, all his actions were recorded in human history and passed down as various horror legends, and finally twisted into an evil spirit.

“Please explain it more clearly…” Alice was already weak, so cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Ever since Lancer left the stage, as the Lesser Holy Grail, she had taken in the soul of the first Servant, and the functions of her various parts began to gradually decline. Being able to sit here and have a conversation like this was already her limit.

However, Berserker said something that was like a bolt of lightning to Irisviel.

"Simply speaking from the conclusion, the answer is simple. The Holy Grail has gone mad." Morgan dropped a bombshell in the quiet courtyard in an extremely calm voice.

Gilgamesh showed a subtle expression. Compared with ordinary treasures, "crazy" things were more worthy of his attention.

Iskandar and Altria were even more shocked.

"He's crazy, what's going on?" Iskandar didn't want to tell his wish and entrust it to a problematic wish machine to fulfill it. "It doesn't look like he's trying to scare people on purpose."

"Impossible... How could this happen..." Altria still couldn't accept the fact.

The problem with the Holy Grail is still Morgan's one-sided statement so far. Even if she uses Caster as an example, she can still use the theory of coincidence, or even say that it is because Caster's Master is a serial killer that he summoned such a Servant.

But soon, no one had time to think about this problem anymore.

A strange chill came over me, and through the Shiomi family barrier that could filter out magical information, the chill became particularly clear.

The magic circuits in Waver's body, which had been completely silent, began to ache as if they were spasming.

"This ominous magical fluctuation..." Xijian turned his head.

The King of Conquerors and the King of Knights also looked in the same direction as him.

Obviously, tonight's banquet seems to end here and will end in vain.

Someone has already started the war tonight in the Weiyuan River area.

There were four Servants present, and although the news of Lancer's defeat had not yet spread, the Saber camp already knew about it.

Assassin cannot generate such a huge amount of magic power, so the remaining——

"It's Caster." Morgan said calmly, "This kind of magic fluctuation is a multi-section chant registered in the ritual spell, and the magic power used is equivalent to that of dozens of people."

In just a moment, Morgan determined the scale of the magic that produced this magical power.

“Hmph, it looks like some of these bastards aren’t planning on spending the night peacefully.” Gilgamesh’s body shone with golden light, and he gradually turned into a spirit and disappeared into the courtyard of the Shiomi family, leaving only his voice echoing, “Just fight as hard as you can and defeat Caster and his ilk, so that I can see your worth, hahahaha—”

As the laughter died down, Iskandar got up from the blanket, grabbing a sandwich and swallowing it in one gulp.

"Since you dare to interfere with the party, then you should take care of Caster tonight, even if you were not able to defeat him last night!"

Chapter 49: Blasphemous Banquet

Shiomi Tianxi's car sped along the street, heading towards the bank of the Weiyuan River.

The two members of Saber's camp fastened their seat belts and followed Shiomi and Morgan.

She did not choose to ride in the King of Conquerors' carriage again. Apparently, Irisviel's body could no longer withstand the bumps, so she chose a safer way of transportation.

But I didn't expect Shiomi to drive so violently.

This is no wonder. Weiyuanchuan is mobilizing a large amount of magic power for dozens of people. Whether it is to defeat Caster or to prevent the influence of the Holy Grail War from expanding to ordinary people, it needs to be done as soon as possible.

The streets of Miyama-cho are very old and intricate, but Shiomi has lived here for more than two years and is familiar with the street layout.

After all, home is a workshop and a position, so the terrain and road conditions around the position must be firmly grasped.

The journey that would have taken about half an hour took only a few minutes for the four of them to reach the embankment on the bank of the Miyuan River.

Although the Mion River is shrouded in thick fog tonight, the fog does not affect the Servants' vision at all. Magicians like Shiomi or Irisviel can also use magic to enhance their vision, break through the barrier of the fog, and see clearly the situation of the source of magic in the center of the river.

Caster was standing alone in the middle of the Weiyuan River. Under his feet were a group of alien black shadows gathered under the water, which was the reason why he could stand on the water.

"It seems that this magic has been prepared for at least two hours. Otherwise, with Caster's ability, even if he has a treasure that can serve as a magic furnace and can also write special spells, he would not be able to complete it within a few minutes." Morgan evaluated the current situation calmly as always.

And Caster did just as Morgan said, he didn't even chant, he just stood there, waiting for the magic book treasure in his hand to complete this huge ritual.

However, the strange thing was that Caster noticed the people on the river bank but showed no intention of paying any attention to them. He simply confirmed their presence and continued to wait for the magic to be activated.

"Evil villain! What are you going to do tonight!" Altria asked angrily.

"I'm very sorry, Saint, I don't have time to receive you now." Caster's expression was rare and serious, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or sad. "Right now, I am convening this unprecedented blasphemous banquet for the Master. It would be great if you could come, hehehe~~"

Caster laughed out loud, and the dark water at his feet suddenly began to churn. The countless monsters gathered below slowly stretched out their hands together, and finally swallowed the caster in the black robe.

"Not good."