Type-Moon Simulator: Start the game by attacking the Greek goddess!

In the center of the magic circle, there was a slender woman wearing a black veil and a black robe.

“I’m asking you…”

The woman slowly raised her head, and Jesta's figure was reflected in her eyes.

There is not a trace of emotion.

"Are you... the magician who summoned me... in order to obtain the Holy Grail...?"

Hear the question raised by the assassin's heroic spirit.

The man named Jesta 08 also wiped away his confusion. He smiled happily and opened his arms wildly: "Yes, I am you...!"

However, she didn't notice the coldness in the heroic spirit's eyes.

There was no need to wait for him to finish, the verdict had already been made.

"[Delusional heart sound (zabaniyah)!]"

Accompanied by a faint mosquito-like sound.

A dark purple light flashed in front of Jesta's chest.

"--ah?"

Before Jesta could come to his senses.

Something like a tentacle stretched out from the woman's black robe and grabbed Jesta's heart in an instant.

Pfft——! !

The sound of blood exploding echoed in the basement.

The Master who summoned the assassin fell to the ground, and the blood from his corpse gradually stained the floor.

The surrounding magician disciples were all shocked and angry.

They shouted and rushed towards the assassin.

"The God we are waiting for... does not possess the Holy Grail..."

The woman glanced around indifferently.

A wet sound was heard, and her shoulders deformed without her noticing, rushing towards the magician who was attacking from the air at an extremely abnormal angle.

"We must eliminate...heretical magicians..."

Any being that desires the Holy Grail is her target.

Since she had just been summoned and she had killed her own Master, her magic power could not be replenished.

She has to do it in a limited time.

Kill all those who desire the Holy Grail.

She is not only an assassin, but also a fanatic who practices hard until death just to get a name.

Afterwards, all the magicians in the basement were slaughtered.

The assassin also left in a hurry.

However, the assassin did not know the true identity of his Master, nor did he know the identity of his dead acolyte.

Standing among the walking corpses and the corpse of the magician.

He laughed wildly, feeling the Holy Grail War.

The corpses and blood all around were corroded by the blood-red poison, like a coating that was difficult to fade.

The dead apostles dyed the basement blood red.

Along with the cheerful footsteps, the laughter continued to echo.

Elsewhere, the summoning to the northern caves of Snowfield has been completed.

The summoned Heroic Spirit is Gilgamesh.

This time, he enjoyed an interesting farce as soon as he arrived.

The magus who obtained the Command Seals and believed that he had summoned the strongest Heroic Spirit lost them in an instant.

Just like him who once searched for the immortal grass.

Although Gilgamesh had already gotten over this matter, it was still ridiculous to see such a ridiculous thing happen again.

He would still take a few glances at it with interest.

“Ah…Ahhh! My hand! Who is it! Who broke in! Bastard! No… You have to take my Command Seal…!”

The man's Command Seal hadn't warmed up yet.

As a result, they were cut off by an attack from nowhere, and a little girl in a white dress walked in from outside the cave.

Under the light of the fire, the girl's healthy wheat-colored skin looked particularly pleasing to the eye. She entered here with the utmost respect.

It was she who attacked the magician.

"With all due respect, I have the audacity to punish the thief who stole the treasury key without even awaiting the king's ruling."

The girl took the magician's hand engraved with the Command Seals and presented it to Gilgamesh while half-kneeling.

However, rather than caring about the magician's command seal.

His attention was drawn to the golden key.

"Just for this key? Humph, instead of summoning that bastard, you summoned me... How ridiculous! He let me see that bastard's stuff right after I came out. This crime is no small feat."

Gilgamesh said with displeasure.

However, those bright red snake eyes like precious jade revealed joy, as if thinking of interesting things in the past.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion.

His eyes softened a little as he looked at the girl.

However, the girl mistook the bastard Gilgamesh was talking about for the magician who summoned Gilgamesh.

After that, the development of things is not so surprising.

The magician, who had risked everything, became furious.

He had given everything for 560 to participate in the Holy Grail War, and he would never accept dying here.

That's right, he wants to kill that little girl!

Take back the Command Seals!

Unfortunately, the girl has an advantage over the magician, as her people are all native to Snowfield.

The ley lines of the land are connected to it.

The power of ordinary magicians cannot compare with hers.

The man was baptized by the fire that surged from the earth, and was reduced to ashes. Everything he longed for was gone.

Whether it is the pursuit of magic or the prosperity of the family.

Not even a trace of foam was left.

Tragically, he became the first Master to die in this Holy Grail War.

Life is fleeting and so fragile.

"I'm sorry to have witnessed such an embarrassing scene."

Even after killing someone like this.

The girl remained calm and continued to pay tribute to the king in a calm tone that was not appropriate for her age.

"I see. So, while I've been away, you've been in control of this land?"

Gilgamesh is the king of men who guides mankind.

Even before his death, he had expected that a successor would take over the territory under his command.

He himself doesn't mind this.

However, he refused to allow mediocre people to ruin his garden.

Chapter 538: The King Who Reigns Over Snowfield City [Subscribe! Flowers!]

"Not domination, but coexistence...

As you have guessed, if we leave the land of Snowfield, we are just ordinary people."

"A bastard is just a bastard. Whether or not he knows magic doesn't really make a difference."

The girl did not refute Gilgamesh's arrogant remarks.

In fact, it is not difficult to get along with Gilgamesh. Take the Fourth Holy Grail War in Fuyuki City that Moran knows about.

The relationship between Tōsaka Tokiomi and Gilgamesh is pretty good.

At least, before Tokiomi's intention of leaving behind one last Command Seal to make Gilgamesh commit suicide was exposed.

The relationship between the two is lukewarm.

In Gilgamesh's eyes, Tokiomi was nothing more than an overly rigid and boring noble magician.

But, Tokiomi upholds an elegant way of living.

It also has a unique aesthetic.

To give an example, it is like a beautiful artificial flower.

It looks beautiful and vivid, but it is too rigid, stereotyped and lifeless, which makes people look at it for a few more times. It has little value other than that.

This was how Gilgamesh viewed Tokiomi.

At this point, he at least acknowledged Tokiomi's status as the Master.

From the moment Tokiomi's disrespectful thoughts were exposed, he was no longer considered a subject by Gilgamesh.

Rather, he is a traitor who deserves death.

If you acknowledge Gilgamesh's kingship from the bottom of your heart and use that as an extension to get along with him, there will be no problem.

Of course, you have to put up with his bad mouth.

In Moran's eyes, Gilgamesh is a brother who is easy to be deceived and a cause for concern.

Because this guy doesn't know how to read people's expressions.

If it weren't for Kotomine Kirei leaking the secret.

Perhaps until the very last moment, Mr. Jin could not guess that Tokiomi left the Command Spell in order to make him commit suicide, and he still believed that he was a feared king.

Gilgamesh is not good at dealing with intrigues and schemes.

This is also the reason why Gilgamesh always suffers defeat despite being very powerful.

Although, this problem also changed a little in his later years.

But, ultimately, his personality remains the same.

"Then let me ask again. Are you a magus who, despite knowing your arrogance, still relies on the King's glory...?"

The heroic spirit radiating golden light asked.

Hailed as the hero among heroes, the king among kings——

The girl nodded to him forcefully and bowed respectfully once more.

Late at night, at the central intersection of Snowfield.

This is Seventh Street, where many important facilities in the city are gathered, including the Casino Hotel, Crystal Hill and City Hall.

"Wow, is this Snowfield City?!"

Irisviel walked briskly, looking left and right.

She observed with excitement this city that was completely different from Britain.

The skin was as white as cream, the hair was as smooth as snow, and the curvy figure could not be concealed even by the black dress.

She has a charming charm that shouldn't exist in this world.