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Morpheus smiled: "Of course, don't worry, I will give everyone a satisfactory answer!

"Of course, this doesn't include a few guys who aren't really human."

……

Near the wall, Sakura Matou listened to the conversation between the two. She breathed a sigh of relief, then continued to lean against the wall with her head slightly raised.

After a long silence, she finally lifted her foot and walked towards the house.

Medusa watched this scene from the side. She said nothing, but just followed the other party silently.

……

Inside the house, Shirou Emiya listened to Altria talking about her adoptive father. In many ways, what she said was different from the Emiya Kiritsugu he knew. It was like he was listening to a completely opposite person.

But Emiya Shirou did not refute, he just listened silently and accepted it all.

That was his adoptive father, not a symbol, but a person who once existed and naturally had his own different aspects.

He can understand, agree, or disagree, but there is no need to think that the other person is lying.

He believed that his servants did not need to lie in such a place.

"So, Shirou, what are you going to do next?"

"Don't be anxious, stay calm. Since Morpheus said he can save people, then some preparations must be needed. If we are too anxious, we might end up killing people." Shirou Emiya said, forcing himself to calm down.

For so many years, the shadow that has been hanging over my heart, the pain and guilt of being the only one saved, has finally arrived and can be resolved!

"Wait, please wait a moment, I will rescue you soon, even if it means sacrificing my life!" The boy, who was full of self-destructive tendencies, swore in his heart.

Chapter 91: The Hero King Comes to the Door

Night is supposed to be quiet and a time for people to rest.

But on this night, someone appeared and broke the peace of the night.

Just when everyone finished talking and were about to go to sleep, a golden figure appeared on the ceiling of the room.

"Ha, a bunch of scum. You should be fighting each other for the Holy Grail, but you're all just sitting here, hoping to use discussion to decide who will die and who will survive?"

Filled with contempt and ridicule, his red eyes looked at the people below. The tyrant of ancient times did not hesitate to mock today's human beings with his most vicious words.

"Let me think, are you planning to implement democracy? It really suits the choices of the weak. As a king, I will offer you salvation and kill you all!"

In silence, Morpheus and the others just stared at the golden figure that suddenly appeared and watched the other party speak nonsense.

In fact, no one planned to take any further action.

"Is this the king of Uruk?" Medea asked quietly. Seeing Morpheus nod slightly, Medea showed a sympathetic look: "Zeus, I feel a little sorry for the people of Uruk now. They have such a fool as their king."

Her voice was loud and clear, and she didn't even intend to hold back. "Honestly, even Jason's uncle is much better than him. I even feel like my father's temper is a hundred times better than his!"

"Hmph! Noisy!"

Gilgamesh snorted coldly and raised his hand. A sword appeared behind him. It seemed to have suddenly appeared from the void and pointed directly downwards. "I don't know what era you are from, but you dare to speak to a king like me like that? You are courting death, bastard!"

At the same time, he looked to the other side. There, Artoria had already grasped her weapon, staring intently at Gilgamesh. Seeing the person he wanted to see, Gilgamesh smiled: "Saber, have you also fallen? Staying with such a person? You really disappoint this king!"

Altria retorted without hesitation, "I don't need your approval for who I'm with, Hero King!"

There was an unconcealable disgust in her eyes, a psychological and physical disgust. Even though so much time had passed, she could still see the naked desire in this guy's eyes, without any concealment, as if he wanted to rape her completely.

The Hero King, or rather the man who was given the name of Hero, was indeed someone who would do such a thing!

Emiya Shirou took a step forward. "King of Heroes, is that so? This is my home. Could you please leave?"

As the owner of the house, he ordered everyone to leave.

But Gilgamesh laughed even more mockingly at this: "Hahahaha, mortal, scum, trash, everything in this world belongs to me, and all people are my slaves. What qualifications do you have to ask me to leave my territory?

"You should prostrate yourself on the ground in gratitude, kneel before me, and thank me for lending you this land so that you can live here!"

An unreasonable and domineering declaration, this is the train of thought of the Ancient King, or the truth in the heart of the Ancient King.

Medusa looked at Gilgamesh calmly. A weapon, a special weapon with chains, appeared in her hand, but she did not move. She was waiting for Sakura Matou's order.

Sakura Matou looked at Gilgamesh quietly. Her expression did not change at all. She seemed very calm, as if the other person was just an ordinary person.

She was even looking forward to it. It would be great if she could see Brother Morpheus take action this time!

She couldn't help but think so.

Toosaka Rin frowned and whispered to Morpheus, "Can I fight?"

"Fight? I don't really want to, but if he wants, I can certainly fight him." Morpheus smiled and took a step forward, like a gentleman. "Hero King Gilgamesh, right? Can I understand your words just now as 'All under heaven belongs to the king?'"

Gilgamesh looked at Morpheus in surprise, then sneered, "Who gave you the right to look up at me?! But you're right. This world belongs to me! Everything that belongs to mankind belongs to me!"

The corner of Morpheus' mouth curled up slightly. He raised his right hand and gently patted his cheek. "I always thought I was thick-skinned, but I didn't expect there were people thicker-skinned than me. Shameless, claiming to be a king but acting like a gangster. Well, worthy of being the most ancient king, he's really amazing!"

Gilgamesh's face suddenly darkened after hearing this. He waved his hand casually, and the weapon behind him shot down.

"Go to hell, you bastard!"

It doesn't matter what kind of fantasy weapon it is, and the Hero King doesn't need to understand the performance of the weapon. He just needs to launch these weapons and rely on the power of the weapon itself to crush the opponent.

Artoria wanted to take action, but when she saw Morpheus's expression was very calm, and knew that Morpheus was confident, she suppressed the impulse in her heart.

Then she saw a sword appear in Morpheus's hand. It didn't look very long, about one meter. With the appearance of the sword, the weapon that was shot down was instantly blocked. Then Morpheus grabbed the opponent's weapon with his empty hand and actually held it in his hand.

At this moment, Morpheus became dual-wielding, like a warrior with two swords.

"Durandel? Roland's Sword, but this fake one can only be used as a makeshift." Morpheus taunted and threw the Durandel in his hand back.

Morpheus used magic to enhance this attack, which greatly increased his physical strength in an instant. With just a wave of his hand, Durandal's speed exceeded the speed of sound, and he blasted towards Gilgamesh like a bullet.

Gilgamesh quickly dodged, avoiding the attack. At the same time, his expression grew increasingly gloomy, and he said in a deep voice, "What did you say, you jerk? My collection is a fake?!"

He was so furious at this moment. Someone actually said that his collection was a fake?!

"Come here, you bastard, I'll let you see if my collection is fake!"

Following Gilgamesh's words, a large number of Noble Phantasms appeared behind him. These Noble Phantasms were so numerous that they looked like arrows charging towards the crowd. At that moment, he couldn't care less about the possibility that this attack would affect everyone below him. Even if the woman he loved was among them, so what?!

If he died, he died. He didn't care at all!

"Berserker!"

Illya shouted, and a giant appeared from nothingness, holding high the stone axe in his hand and blocking the incoming weapons!

The giant's huge body was like a fortress wall at this moment, protecting everyone behind him, but this also made him a target. Even if Hercules' attack was fast enough and powerful enough, facing so many weapons, the number he could knock down was always limited!

Then, a large number of treasures pierced into Hercules' body!

"Humph!" Seeing this scene, Gilgamesh sneered and cursed, "Trash!"

What was unexpected was that Hercules did not die after being pierced by so many attacks. As those weapons disappeared, Hercules stood up again. The wounds on his body were completely healed, and it was obvious that he had become even stronger!

"Berserker is invincible. Do you think this attack can kill Berserker?!" Illya shouted, looking very excited: "Kill him, Berserker!"

With the girl's order, the giant attacked again, but at this moment, a hand touched her head: "Let him come back, I will deal with this guy."

It was Morpheus' voice. Illya looked at Morpheus with some surprise. He had come to her side without her noticing when, and asked in a low voice, "Don't you need help?"

"Just a newbie, I don't need any help."

Seeing how confident Morpheus was, the girl gave the order.

"Come back, Berserker!"

The giant paused his attack and retreated to Illya's side, while Morpheus took a step forward, then another, and walked forward slowly.

Each of his steps was leisurely, but he raised his body with each step, as if there were some stairs in the air. He walked all the way like this, and he actually walked in front of Gilgamesh!

"The sword in my hand was given to me by Ares. It's called the Sword of Ares, which is simple and easy to understand. It can be considered a treasure. Come, can you show it to me?"

Gilgamesh raised an eyebrow. "I admit, mortal, that your weapon is a divine creation and not a treasure I possess!"

On this point, Gilgamesh did not bother to lie.

As a result, Morpheus smiled lightly and took out his scepter.

"This is a weapon I made myself, the Scepter of Fire. Show me one."

Gilgamesh's expression became even uglier.

"Are you insulting me? Is this kind of trash worthy of being placed in my treasury?!"

"Oh, if that's the case, the Vatican still has the Shroud of Turin. It's a very powerful treasure, a holy relic. Can you show me one? We can go to the church and debate which one is real and which one is fake?"

Morpheus's face was full of sarcasm when he said this.

The people below were completely confused.

Perhaps seeing the confusion among the group of people, Medea quietly explained to a few of them.

"A Servant, or Heroic Spirit, has a Noble Phantasm that is itself an object of fantasy. Even if they possessed something in life, after death and becoming a Heroic Spirit, what they hold in their hands is nothing more than a fantasy.

"So even if Gilgamesh really possessed various treasures in his lifetime, what he takes out now is also fake. The same is true for me. The servants here are all the same, all fake. Hmm... maybe only Morpheus is different."

"Morpheus is the only one who's different?" Emiya Shirou was puzzled, unable to understand. "Is there something special about him?"

"Because he is real, he has come in his true form, and the treasures he possesses are also real. I saw with my own eyes the Greek gods give him those treasures and bless him, just to thank him for saving the world from crisis."

"The true body has arrived?!" Illya, Shirou Emiya, and Altria all showed an expression of disbelief. However, Toosaka Rin and others seemed very calm. Even Sakura Matou, who knew about this for the first time, was unusually calm.

Looking at Sakura Matou's expression, she even seemed a little proud.

"What's so surprising about this? His arrival in the Age of Gods Greece was a journey through time and space, breaking the barriers of the world. And now he's back in this time and era for a similar reason. As for why he became a Servant, it can only be said that the Holy Grail summoning gave him a coordinate, allowing him to escape the cracks in time and space."

Medea's explanation was simple and easy to understand, and successfully answered everyone's doubts. At this moment, Illya finally understood Morpheus' confidence.

"That's true. He can use the power of the Holy Grail just like a normal human. Even if I really die in the end, he does have the possibility of using the power of the Holy Grail to save me. It's just my soul..."

Thinking of this, Illya couldn't help but feel a little worried again. After all, the soul is the most mysterious place, and how to protect the soul is the most difficult thing.

But why does Morpheus look so indifferent about this, as if the soul can definitely be protected?

While the explanation was being given below, the situation above had already entered a heated stage.

Gilgamesh was completely enraged by Morpheus's actions. He suddenly grabbed his own treasure and rushed towards Morpheus.

The power of the servants exceeds that of mortals. Even though Gilgamesh is just an archer, his strength far exceeds that of the most powerful human in the world. Almost in an instant, he exceeded the speed of sound with the burst of magic power. At the same time, the weapon in his hand exceeded the speed of sound several times, and slashed towards Morpheus at a speed far beyond human dynamic vision!

But what made Gilgamesh angry was that Morpheus just smiled, raised the dagger in his hand slightly, and actually blocked his attack just in time!

Looking at that, it was as if his attack was sticking to him!

Gilgamesh also grasped a weapon in his left hand and slashed at Morpheus at a faster speed. At this moment, there was a violent roar on the roof. With every strike, waves of air exploding could be seen, and it was continuous!

Every second, the two of them would have dozens of confrontations. Under this extremely violent attack, the roof began to collapse and bricks and tiles fell to the ground, which made Shirou Emiya feel heartbroken.

Afterwards, the two of them fought from the roof all the way to the yard. Every time they stepped, a hole was left behind, which made Shirou Emiya's mouth twitch.

He is not worried that Morpheus will lose now, because Morpheus is too confident, so confident that it is hard to imagine that he will lose. He feels sorry for his family now!

How much will this cost to fix?!

Chapter 92 Temple

Both sides were engaged in close combat at an extremely fast speed. The battlefield changed from the roof to the ground, and then from the ground to the air. Relying on their extraordinary jumping ability, two people could even fight in the air for several seconds before falling.

When the two men's weapons clashed, the only sound that could be heard around them was a series of explosions, as if metal tools were constantly bombarding under the control of a machine, and the bombardment was beyond the speed of human reaction.

Even though as Servants they possess powers far exceeding those of humans, even though they come from the Age of Gods, even though each of them has left a great name in human history, everyone was shocked as they watched the two dueling in the arena.

"H-Are these archers?!" Emiya Shirou, who had recovered from his distress at the money he spent on repairing the house, asked softly. He seemed to find his question a bit strange, so he added, "Aren't these two archers?!"

It's no wonder that Shirou Emiya was so surprised. After all, look at his servant, Artoria, who is Saber, standing beside him, she was stunned at this moment.

The archers were using swords in close combat, and the swordsmen were stunned!

"Morpheus is indeed an archer..." Toosaka Rin said in a low voice, her eyes never leaving the battlefield. Even though she couldn't see clearly, she still wanted to witness this battle.

Perhaps this battle will be the most crucial one in this Holy Grail War.

Artoria nodded awkwardly, "Gilgamesh is indeed an archer. As long as he survives the Fourth War, he is definitely an archer!"

Having said that, Artoria was still shocked by the strength of the two archers. Gilgamesh possessed divine power and divinity, and his own specifications were higher than those of ordinary servants. As a king, it was reasonable for him to be proficient in close combat.

Although his moves were not as powerful as those of the top swordsmen, he still performed at a very good level.

As for Morpheus, the power he now displays is obviously lower than that of Gilgamesh, and he is at a disadvantage in terms of strength confrontation. Just as Medea said, Morpheus is a real body, not a false structure.