Chapter 60

"Is that so? I see. So, what exactly drove you to madness and steal my heirloom? Upon careful thought, perhaps it was your own desire to participate in the Holy Grail War, Mr. Waver Velvet." A nauseating voice echoed from all directions, a voice Waver was all too familiar with. Kenneth El-Melloi Archibald, a character who suffered numerous setbacks in the original story, eventually being riddled with bullets and beheaded by Saber. One could say his luck level was on par with Lancer's, two people with extremely bad luck whose encounter caused their luck to plummet lower than the Mariana Trench, which was why he faced various misfortunes from the start to the end of the Holy Grail War. o((≧▽≦o)

"What a pity. I had intended to make this adorable student happy. Waver, a mere human like you should have had a stable life. I will give you extra tutoring. The true meaning of mutual slaughter among magicians, the terror and pain of slaughter, I will impart to you without reservation. You should feel honored." The cold and haughty tone, passed down for nine generations, was one that Kenneth, the prodigy and genius of the Clock Tower, was accustomed to using.

A silver light beam struck a stack of containers at a speed that even the spirits couldn't react to, accompanied by a scream. Lancer turned back in panic.

"Master."

"Relax, Lancer, I just gave this guy a slight warning." The magic power in Xunxin's hand dissipated. "I just couldn't stand his condescending tone. A bunch of self-satisfied people in a small circle, any of the spirits here could be killed in ten moves in a direct confrontation. Of course, the Assassin's clone on the crane doesn't count. Based on the power Assassin emits, it's about the same as an ordinary agent."

Hearing Xunxin's words, everyone's eyes turned to the crane. The Assassin, who was squatting on top of the crane, couldn't hide immediately and was discovered on the spot.

"Assassin?! This can't be, he was already... " Waver looked in panic at the Assassin on the crane, who was about to run away. Before anyone could react, a suction force came from Xunxin's hand, pulling the Assassin from the crane directly into his hand. Xunxin lifted his hand and grabbed Assassin's neck, like holding a chick, with high-intensity magic already invading Assassin's body, locking his movements.

"Nothing is impossible. The effects of a spirit's Noble Phantasm can be varied, so you should be prepared for anything, Waver. Also, the servants who have come here should not be just these few." Throwing the immobilized Assassin to the ground, Xunxin stepped on Assassin's waist, the sound of bones breaking making the spirits present feel a chill down their spines.

"Since the most skilled at hiding, Assassin, has already appeared here, let's gather all the spirits invited to the Holy Grail War. Cowards who can't even keep up with Assassin, don't let the Conqueror Iskandar insult you. You should be prepared! (Hey, Assassin was forcibly caught, he didn't appear in public on his own...)

Shortly after the Conqueror's declaration, a dazzling golden light appeared at the top of a street lamp, the brilliance making everyone squint.

Xunxin: "Indeed, it's the gaudy gold. It's blinding my gold-injected cat eyes."

"A person who doesn't know their place and calls themselves a king has appeared overnight, two of them." Like a high and mighty deity, if Kenneth gave Xunxin a feeling of disgust, then the Heroic King gave Xunxin a sense of inevitability. As the king of Babylon, possessing the prototypes of all the world's Noble Phantasms, Gilgamesh's strength not only lay in his vast collection but also in his unyielding will, far surpassing that of the Conqueror and King Arthur, a will capable of bearing the soul of the world. Such a soul also endowed Gilgamesh with the ability to cleave the heavens and earth with his Noble Phantasm, the Enuma Elish. The combination of power and the soul capable of bearing it gave Xunxin a pressure far beyond his expectations.

"Since you've said so much, why don't you introduce yourself first? If you are a king, you shouldn't fear your own name, right?" The Conqueror scratched his head in confusion, asking the Heroic King standing on the street lamp. However, on Xunxin's side, Kirei suddenly transmitted a message.

"Xunxin, I'm going to give that bastard Kiritsugu Emiya a lesson, don't stop me."

Indeed, before Xunxin could say anything, a figure shrouded in black mist appeared before everyone's eyes. A terrifying killing intent spread from the black figure, and an overwhelming magic power was released without restraint. Diarmuid, the Conqueror, and King Arthur all showed tense expressions. The Heroic King knew very well that the target of this irrational Berserker was himself, and the look of killing intent was something Gilgamesh could not tolerate. A golden-red light curtain spread behind Gilgamesh, and the prototypes of countless Noble Phantasms from history appeared from the ripples, aiming at the Berserker on the ground.

"I will tear you to pieces to satisfy my hatred. Bastard."

As soon as the words were spoken, a deafening sonic boom echoed, and a magnificent sword and a magic spear shot towards the Berserker like bullets. However, the true name of the Berserker was Lancelot, whose infinite martial training and the Noble Phantasm "Gae Bolg" could, to a certain extent, counter Gilgamesh's "Gate of Babylon." Lancelot dodged the sword's attack, grabbed the sword with his back hand, and used it to deflect the spear, displaying astonishing martial arts even without reason. The first knight's name was well-deserved. Even the famous Conqueror and the chief warrior of the Fianna, Diarmuid, were amazed by his skills, but for the Heroic King, it was an insult. A mere commoner daring to resist a king, Gilgamesh's anger grew even more intense, and sixteen Noble Phantasms appeared behind the Heroic King.

"You despicable thief, let me see how many of my Noble Phantasms you can withstand!"

Sixteen Noble Phantasms flew towards the black knight one after another, and Lancelot relied on his formidable martial arts to continuously knock them down. The Noble Phantasms in his hand changed with the Heroic King's attacks, from scimitars to long swords to short spears... The Noble Phantasms that were deflected landed on the ground, creating explosions like those of aerial bombs. The sharp swords sliced through the containers, cutting through the steel as if it were paper, the cut edges flowing with liquefied alloy. The spiral sword, wrapped in lightning, was the last Noble Phantasm in this attack, capable of shattering mountains with a single strike. Even without being released, the collision with Lancelot's battle axe produced a powerful explosion, the smoke blocking everyone's view. Before the smoke cleared, two shining Noble Phantasms broke through the smoke, tearing the street lamp under the Heroic King's feet into pieces, and the Heroic King, like the others, was forced to stand on the ground.

"Are you making me, who looks up to the sky, stand on the same ground as you! Your disrespect to me is enough to make you die a thousand times over. You there, I will leave you with no trace." The Heroic King's proud and handsome face was distorted with anger, and this time, thirty-two Noble Phantasms appeared behind him. The spirits present fell silent. There was no way to deal with a king who didn't treat his Noble Phantasms as treasures, a king who could crush spirits with money. Even the Conqueror, with his fixed territory and the ability to summon thousands of soldiers, found such an opponent extremely troublesome. The only one who could勉强抑制吉尔伽美什的大概就是远坂时臣这个master了吧。

远坂宅

“吉尔伽美什要动真格了。他要使出王的财宝。”

远坂时臣听到言峰绮礼通过宝石通信器传送的实况，抱住了脑袋。唯我独尊的吉尔伽美什并没有在意将王之财宝解放会带来什么后果，当然，这种程度对于吉尔伽美什来说不过是小打小闹罢了。可远坂时臣本身对于吉尔伽美什的力量了解的还是太少，对于吉尔伽美什的性格也没有清晰的认知。

‘全力以赴是绝对不可取的。强制拥有单独行动技能，不依存Master的Servant的话，只有依靠令咒。这是只能使用三次的强制命令权。把毫无尊重Master之心的吉尔伽美什收为Servant，这三次强制命令权更是非常宝贵。无论何时也要从容不迫，保持优雅这是远坂家世代相传的家训。我把它铭记于心，此刻却被迫要比别的Master先使用令咒。’屈辱感与无奈涌上远坂时臣的心里，不过此刻远坂时臣已经没有时间可以浪费。

“师傅，请你速作决断！”

通信器的另一端传来了绮礼坚定的催促声。远坂时臣看着手背上那鲜红的令咒，做下了决定。。。

正准备稍稍解放王之财宝的英雄王脸上突然露出嘲讽的表情，目光对准远坂宅的方向恶狠狠地看去。

“用像殿下之类的忠言，镇住王者我的愤怒吗？你越来越大胆了．时臣。”

尽管英雄王这么说，令咒的力量还是有效的，王之财宝所散发的金色涟漪和华丽的宝具一瞬间散去，英雄王回过身，化作金粉消失在众目之下。

“杂种们。下次见面之前你们要离不三不四的人远一点！看见我的只能是真正的英雄。”灵体化离去的英雄王丢下这么一句话便消失在众人眼前。

失去目标的Berserker环顾四周，在看到阿尔托利亚后仰天咆哮。伴随怨毒的吼声，兰斯洛特抄起之前打断的路灯的灯柱，暗红色的魔纹附着在灯柱上散发着不详的气息，带着这样可怖的杀意，兰斯洛特向自己生前的君主阿尔托利亚杀去。。。

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“吉尔伽美什要动真格了。他要使出王的财宝。”

远坂时臣听到言峰绮礼通过宝石通信器传送的实况，抱住了脑袋。唯我独尊的吉尔伽美什并没有在意将王之财宝解放会带来什么后果，当然，这种程度对于吉尔伽美什来说不过是小打小闹罢了。可远坂时臣本身对于吉尔伽美什的力量了解的还是太少，对于吉尔伽美什的性格也没有清晰的认知。

‘全力以赴是绝对不可取的。强制拥有单独行动技能，不依存Master的Servant的话，只有依靠令咒。这是只能使用三次的强制命令权。把毫无尊重Master之心的吉尔伽美什收为Servant，这三次强制命令权更是非常宝贵。无论何时也要从容不迫，保持优雅这是远坂家世代相传的家训。我把它铭记于心，此刻却被迫要比别的Master先使用令咒。’屈辱感与无奈涌上远坂时臣的心里，不过此刻远坂时臣已经没有时间可以浪费。

“师傅，请你速作决断！”

通信器的另一端传来了绮礼坚定的催促声。远坂时臣看着手背上那鲜红的令咒，做下了决定。。。

正准备稍稍解放王之财宝的英雄王脸上突然露出嘲讽的表情，目光对准远坂宅的方向恶狠狠地看去。

“用像殿下之类的忠言，镇住王者我的愤怒吗？你越来越大胆了．时臣。”

尽管英雄王这么说，令咒的力量还是有效的，王之财宝所散发的金色涟漪和华丽的宝具一瞬间散去，英雄王回过身，化作金粉消失在众目之下。

“杂种们。下次见面之前你们要离不三不四的人远一点！看见我的只能是真正的英雄。”灵体化离去的英雄王丢下这么一句话便消失在众人眼前。

失去目标的Berserker环顾四周，在看到阿尔托利亚后仰天咆哮。伴随怨毒的吼声，兰斯洛特抄起之前打断的路灯的灯柱，暗红色的魔纹附着在灯柱上散发着不详的气息，带着这样可怖的杀意，兰斯洛特向自己生前的君主阿尔托利亚杀去。。。

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"Gilgamesh is getting serious. He's about to use the Gate of Babylon."

Kirei's voice came through the gemstone communicator, and Kiritsugu Emiya clutched his head. The self-important Gilgamesh didn't care about the consequences of releasing the Gate of Babylon; for him, this was just a minor skirmish. However, Kiritsugu's understanding of Gilgamesh's power was still limited, and he had no clear grasp of Gilgamesh's character.

'Going all out is absolutely out of the question. For a Servant with the Independent Action skill who doesn't rely on a Master, the only option is the Command Spell. This is a command that can only be used three times. To have a Servant like Gilgamesh, who has no respect for his Master, these three Command Spells are extremely valuable. No matter what, one must always remain calm and composed, a family tradition passed down through the generations of the Emiya family. I have always kept this in mind, but now I am forced to use a Command Spell before the other Masters.' Humiliation and helplessness welled up inside Kiritsugu, but he had no time to waste.

"Master, please make a decision quickly!"

Kirei's firm and urgent voice came through the communicator. Kiritsugu looked at the crimson Command Spell on his hand and made his decision.

Just as the Heroic King was about to slightly release the Gate of Babylon, a mocking expression appeared on his face, and he glared fiercely in the direction of the Emiya residence.

"Trying to calm my anger with words of loyalty? You are becoming more and more bold, Kiritsugu."

Despite the Heroic King's words, the power of the Command Spell was effective. The golden ripples and magnificent Noble Phantasms from the Gate of Babylon instantly dissipated, and the Heroic King turned around, transforming into golden dust and disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Bastards. Stay away from those who are not of noble birth until we meet again! Only true heroes shall see me." The Heroic King left with these words and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The Berserker, now without a target, looked around and, upon seeing Artoria, let out a roar filled with resentment. With a hateful cry, Lancelot picked up the broken street lamp post, dark red magical patterns covering it, emitting an ominous aura. With such terrifying intent, Lancelot charged towards his former lord, Artoria...

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