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　Darkness: "He's definitely a super freak! I absolutely have to join his team!"

　Aqua: "We don't accept those who aren't in higher-level professions."

　Darkness: "I am the Knight of the Cross"

　Aqua: "That's great, welcome to the team."

　Huihui: "..."

　[Conan: "Just like that, without anyone knowing, Kazuma Sato's life... is completely over."]

　[Barnier: "Hahaha, although the young man's taste in letting that self-proclaimed goddess, a piece of trash, join the team is really questionable."]

　[Barnier: "But we must say, in a sense, this team was the optimal solution, the one that saved the world [with the fewest casualties], only for him personally, it was the route with the greatest cost."]

　Aizen: "Oh? (Detecting something)"

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　"Hoohoho!"

　A terrifying roar resounded!

　The black giant smashed through the walls, carrying Ilya, and smashed everything in its path!

　Like an ancient chariot, it leaps forward and crashes heavily into the center of the battlefield.

　Standing on the giant's shoulders, Ilya first looked up at the golden youth with a solemn expression.

　She lowered her head, her expression freezing instantly.

　Emiya Shirou and Sato Kazuma are groping their own maid!

　They turned their heads and met Ilya's dangerous ruby ​​eyes.

　Emiya Shirou quickly put the rope in his hand behind his back and hid it away.

　He forced a bitter smile at his father's daughter, his nominal "sister":

　"Um, Ilya... good morning?"

　"and many more."

　Sato Kazuma got a little flustered and hurriedly explained:

　"My brothers aren't perverts! This...this is all a misunderstanding!"

　"Berserker!"

　[Ilya] shouted, and [Hercules] charged forward like a chariot.

　The panic on Sato Kazuma's face vanished instantly, and he calmly uttered a single word to Emiya Shirou beside him.

　"Walk."

　"Ah."

　Emiya Shirou and Sato Kazuma threw [Sera] and [Lyselite] forward.

　The two men retreated quickly.

　Ilya immediately instructed Hercules to catch the maids and place them on the ground behind her.

　Let Heracross stand guard and confront them from the front.

　She jumped down and waved her hand, severing the ropes binding Sera and Liselle with silver threads.

　"Are you alright, Sera?"

　"Young lady, be careful of that blond youth. He seems to be able to summon multiple Noble Phantasms."

　Sera stretched her body, feeling quite uncomfortable from Shirou Emiya's initial rough binding.

　The expressionless Liselle suddenly lowered her head and said:

　“Ilya, those two boys are not enemies.”

　"Are you out of your mind, Liz?"

　Ilya waved her hand, "Never mind, you guys hurry back to the castle, I'll take care of things here."

　[Sera] first grabbed Lyselite beside her, then, recalling Sato Kazuma's actions and hints, suddenly reached out and grabbed [Ilya's] wrist:

　"Young lady, let's go together. We'll leave this to Berserker. That way, whether we win or lose, you'll be able to..."

　"what are you talking about?"

　[Ilya] suddenly looked at her with extreme "coldness".

　"We are born to reach the Root. If we give up our Servants and the Holy Grail, it is the same as giving up the meaning of life. You understand, right?"

　"I'm sorry, Miss, it was my rudeness."

　Sera, with her head down, led Lysériet away.

　The battlefield in the central courtyard suddenly became much quieter.

　Only a standoff between the two sides remained.

　"good."

　Gilgamesh, watching the direction the maids left in, commented:

　"Although it is an artificial human, its loyalty to its master is not as programmed. It is permitted to leave the stage."

　"but."

　He looked down at the android, which had almost no flesh or blood, and addressed it thus:

　"【Puppet】, why don't you run away? Now that you know my abilities, you should know very well what will happen to a mere beast."

　[Ilya]'s feigned indifference towards the maid transformed into genuine coldness as she stared directly at [Gilgamesh].

　"You're only here for the Holy Grail, so what are you pretending for? Besides, Berserkers have never been beasts!"

　"Hmph, I don't like the look in your eyes."

　Several golden gates appeared behind Gilgamesh, from which countless magical artifacts emerged.

　"Since you don't want these eyes, then let me gouge them out for you."

　"Shhhhhh!"

　Countless powerful weapons were unleashed simultaneously.

　"Roar!"

　[Hercules] raised his greatsword and struck down most of the incoming Noble Phantasms with unbelievable speed!

　The other Noble Phantasms struck his body, sparking as they were instantly destroyed.

　No effect at all.

　"Oh?"

　Gilgamesh raised his hand again, raising the level of his Noble Phantasm.

　"The great hero of mythology who passed countless trials, Hercules? In that case, let me, the king, give you the trials!"

　"Let the myth be repeated right here and now!"

　"..."

　Seeing this, Shirou Emiya gripped Gan Jiang and Mo Xie tightly in his hand and said in a deep voice.

　"Kazuma, what should we do?"

　Kazuma Sato immediately analyzed the battle situation. Although Hercules seemed to be being crushed, it was actually because he was being held back by Illya and could not make a significant advance.

　He extended his hand to Shirou Emiya, his voice sounding calm but actually trembling as he spoke:

　"Project me a weapon, let's go fight... [Ilya]."

　Without asking why, Shirou Emiya picked up the silver sword from the ground, and with his bronze eyes activated by [Sword Aesthetics], he glanced at a golden sword on the battlefield and projected it onto it.

　Golden patterns gradually covered the silver sword.

　"This is the level of modification we can achieve. If we enhance it any further, the sword itself will be destroyed."

　He handed me the sword.

　"That's enough. It's not about determining a winner or loser."

　Kazuma Sato took the sword, weighed it in his hand, and without any hesitation, bent down, ignoring the terrifying Noble Phantasms filling the sky, and charged towards the center of the battlefield!

　Emiya Shirou glanced at the rain of Noble Phantasms, a few beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

　No human being can be without fear, even if this is a game, and he understands very well what level these Noble Phantasms are at... and what they mean.

　Just one shot, and you'll die.

　But looking at his companions, why wasn't he afraid?

　No, it's impossible that I'm not afraid; it's just that I have something to protect.

　The red-haired boy understood what the other person meant.

　It is also close behind.

　Rin Tohsaka: "Has she gone mad?"

　[Rin Tohsaka: "This level of battle is not something a Master should get involved in. Are you all idiots?"]

　[Hungry Wolf: "He intends to unleash the full power of this hero, Hercules."]

　Locke: "What do you mean?"

　[Rin Tohsaka: "I understand now, so that's how it is... This battle is not something a Master can get involved in, and it's the same for Illyasviel."]

　[Jie Loutan: "So what he needs to do is engage in close combat and free up [Ilya], who is a burden to [Hercules]. After all, if Sato Kazuma really wants to intervene in the battle, he only needs to use arrows to distract her."]

　[Empty: "But how did he convince... Oh, I see."]

　"..."

　【Ilya】 coldly looked at the two slightly disheveled boys in front of her.

　Hercules suddenly turned his head, wanting to turn back.

　"Jill."

　Kazuma Sato wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, grinned, and said:

　"General against general, king against king, that's what a real battle is, isn't it?"

　"Oh?"

　Gilgamesh stood up and summoned a cleaver to block Hercules's path.

　"Since my Master wants you to shed your burdens, then grant his wish. Fighting you was rather boring."

　He raised his hand and flicked his fingers forward, causing countless top-tier magical artifacts to appear in the Gate of Babylon behind him.

　"The greatest trial is about to begin, great hero."

　"My Master has gone to this extent. If you still can't show your true abilities, then die."

　"Whoosh—crash!"

　Hercules merely exerted a slight force with his foot and vanished from his spot in an instant.

　Gilgamesh turned his head and caught sight of his figure on a group of towers, unleashing a torrent of Noble Phantasms.

　"Hoohoho!"

　[Hercules] Ignoring the sky full of Noble Phantasms, he bent his knees in this direction and prepared to leap.

　He was shot dead in mid-air, but the next moment his eyes flashed red, and he was resurrected!

　He landed successfully in front of Gilgamesh and slammed his hands down with devastating force!

　Gilgamesh's pupils remained unchanged as he spoke slightly:

　"not bad."

　Golden chains appeared in the space, binding Hercules' fists.

　But the next moment.