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

It can almost be said that one's life is hanging by a thread.

"Well........"

Tini bit her red lips and showed a hateful look.

What a mistake she made.

As expected, he said he wanted to take back the land for his family, but in reality he was just a child?

Self-mockery like this arose in my heart.

At the same time, there was another thing that alerted Tini - Toosaka Rin, why did she know that the female knight was Albion?

This information is definitely not available to ordinary people.

From ancient times to the present day, the fact that Albion still breathes in Britain has been regarded as a vague legend.

Almost no one has ever seen her.

Even the twelve monarchs of the Clock Tower are not qualified.

The only person qualified is the King of Britain.

According to British legend, the Dragon of Albion only appears when Britain is struck by great disaster.

Chapter 620: Unpreventable Accidents [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

"Rin, how do you know all this......?"

This is an issue that cannot be avoided.

Tina decided not to keep it in her heart and asked directly.

Although she had only been with the Tohsaka sisters for two short days, she had experienced feelings from them that she had never experienced before.

In the past, she was the victim chosen by the family to regain the land, and was the vessel that carried the family's will.

There is no doubt that Dini is the patriarch.

But everything about her since she was born was branded, and she was destined to live for her family - to take back the land.

She is a puppet bound by the fate of her family.

Tiny had no complaints about that either.

Her parents, and even her brothers and sisters, sacrificed their lives and everything else for this wish.

Everything weighed on her shoulders.

Therefore, it is difficult for her to lead a normal life, and she looks mature at a young age.

The Tohsaka sisters allowed her to see what girls her age were like, and that she could make friends like normal people... and other valuable experiences like this.

Tini felt a sense of security that she had not felt for a long time. She couldn't help but feel that she was also born as a human being and lived in this world.

She didn't want to ruin her friendship with the Tohsaka sisters.

But, more important than friendship is the family mission, which is what Dini Cherke is willing to sacrifice her life to achieve.

That's why she had to ask.

"As expected, there's no way to avoid this question..."

"elder sister......."

Sakura tugged on Rin's sleeve.

There was a look of uneasiness in his eyes.

However, as an older sister, Rin gave Sakura a reassuring smile, as if to say, "Don't worry, leave it to me."

Sakura is the lively and cute pistachio next to Moran.

As the elder sister, Rin handles this serious matter.

This was also how Tōsaka Tokiomi initially positioned them, and Rin and Sakura had no complaints.

The two sisters complement each other.

"Tini, the master who led Sakura and me on the path of magic is Moran Edelfeldt Pendragon.

You should understand when you hear this name, right?

Also, Sakura and I share the same Master qualification. Like you, we are both the Masters of this Holy Grail War."

Lin exhaled and spoke slowly.

After saying this fact, she seemed to have relieved a lot of pressure, and a happy smile appeared on her face.

There was no thought of being roundabout or concealing anything.

Tini was stunned when she heard it.

Rin and Sakura? They are also Masters?!

After being stunned for several seconds, Tini came to her senses and expressed her shocked reaction to the two women.

Snowfield, Central Church.

After the fierce battle, the church had been destroyed and only ruins remained. Only a hint of the outline of the once holy church could be vaguely seen from some of the wreckage.

But now, even this outline is about to disappear.

Nine roaring poisonous dragon arrows twisted and rushed towards Gilgamesh, rapidly approaching with the momentum of crushing everything.

Facing this terrifying attack.

Gilgamesh was about to launch a counterattack with his Noble Phantasm, but at that moment—something strange happened.

The treasure house seemed to have experienced some shaking.

"...Is it Moran?"

Gilgamesh frowned slightly.

Hundreds of doors to the King's Treasures closed instantly, and the number of golden lights decreased to only dozens.

As early as after being tricked by Moran, he modified the threshold of the treasury in the shortest time possible.

Time was limited, so he couldn't make drastic changes.

Gilgamesh is only good at using the King's Treasure. Moran is the only one who truly understands the principles behind it.

Just like a sharpshooter who never misses a shot may not necessarily know how to make a gun.

However, I still understand the idea of slightly changing the gun configuration.

The King's Treasure can infinitely collect the accumulated wealth of mankind. It is a very exquisite treasure house of civilization.

Gilgamesh can modify the threshold within two days.

This is pretty good.

Moreover, as long as he could return to Dini's place, he would be able to get the spare key that had been placed there in advance.

Then the King's Treasure can be liberated.

Restore that glory.

Little did he know that this time it was not Moran's fault, but another person with ulterior motives was interfering.

Gilgamesh would soon understand this.

"Although there are only thirty-five doors left, it is enough. What is micro-manipulation? Let me teach you..."

Even Gilgamesh faced this situation.

There was no frustration in my heart.

He prepared to fight with the remaining thirty-five doors, and the time he spent on thinking was only a few tenths of a second.

Previously, no matter what kind of surprises and accidents we faced.

Gilgamesh remained calm and composed.

But when accidents accumulate to a certain extent, there will always be something that cannot be prevented no matter how careful you are -

“HOOO ...

A mournful cry like the roar of the earth echoed.

The echo spread throughout the entire Snowfield City.

This voice was very similar to the one Enkidu made when he called out to Gilgamesh and Moran on the first night.

Its discordant sounds confused the minds of everyone present.

What makes it different from Enkidu is the quality of his voice.

This time, the sound that echoed through Snowfield City wasn't a beautiful song praising the earth and humanity—but rather, a wailing curse, like the howling of a twisted monster.

Snowfield, city centre, inside the building.

Listen to the frenzy in the roar.

Moran, observing the situation, showed an amused expression and said to Gilgamesh in the water mirror:

"Come and let me see. Jill, after going through so much hardship, you mustn't be the first one to be eliminated. Otherwise, you'll be laughed at by that woman for the rest of your life."

He knew the source of this sound.

It is also clear why the owner of the voice is so angry. All of this stems from the karma in his previous life.

She became a berserker and could no longer control herself.

The primary goal is to inflict revenge.

"But who told you not to do good deeds every day like me when you were alive? You are reaping the consequences now. However, I didn't expect that she would want to beat you up so much. You have a terrible affinity with animals..."

As if the matter wasn't big enough.

Moran continued to look at Gilgamesh in the water mirror without any conscience, and saw that Gilgamesh had a completely different expression.

He believed that Gilgamesh could pull through.

After all, over the years, the intensity Moran gave to Gilgamesh was no less than this time.

We still have to believe in Mr. Jin's ability to withstand pressure.

Chapter 621: Accidents Come One After Another [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

It wasn't just one person who saw it.

As the roar echoed throughout the city, Gilgamesh's expression changed noticeably.

The expression on his face at that moment.

Although it was very similar to the expression he had when he first sensed Enkidu, there was an essential difference.

Gilgamesh always maintains his domineering attitude.

His eyes revealed an emotion that was inappropriate for a Hero King.

That kind of emotion should only be shown by people who are usually hostile to Gilgamesh.

What was reflected in his eyes was surprise, anxiety, confusion - and a hint of fear.

Anyone who saw that scene, even for just a moment, would come to the same conclusion.

The moment Gilgamesh heard that roar.

He was indeed frightened.

The next second, as if time had sped up, Gilgamesh, who had seemed certain of victory from the start, stood frozen in place for several seconds.

On the battlefield, there is no room for relaxation even at this moment.

A few seconds was too long.

It was long enough to dim the glory of the mighty hero Wang Guang, and long enough to kill a heroic spirit.

“Hmm…!”

A poisoned arrow hits Gilgamesh in the shoulder.