Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 459 I hate talking more than anything in my life...

Gilgamesh, the Hero King.

As the oldest king in reality, an existence beyond the norm, he is officially recognized as the strongest Servant, a Servant killer capable of ending the Holy Grail War overnight, making him a well-known target of combat power in the Type-Moon world.

As the world view expands and the combat power increases exponentially, the title of "strongest" gradually becomes a joke. However, the high popularity still makes this Servant a "perennial" in many works, and he also has many highlight moments, making him a particularly special one among many Servants.

"Where did you come from, courtier? While it is commendable that you can understand the king's intentions, presuming to guess my thoughts is a capital offense."

Gilgamesh did not materialize, probably because he felt that such a lowly cultivator was not worth his attention, but he was still slightly intrigued and asked the question in a casual tone.

Appearing nearby could be explained, but accurately stating his inner thoughts undoubtedly meant that he had sensed him.

Of course, Gilgamesh wouldn't miss the Servant aura emanating from the other party...

Judging from his aura alone, he was undoubtedly a Servant, and there was nothing out of place in his perception, but he still felt that something was wrong.

Luke revealed the three Command Seals on the back of his hand, his tone indifferent.

"Just an ordinary Master."

"Hmph~ Being a Servant while also holding the title of Master? Caster really likes to play little tricks."

Gilgamesh guessed Luke's class the moment he saw the Command Seals, his tone ambiguous, whether sarcastic or mocking.

Compared to the three major Knight classes—Saber, Lancer, and Archer—Rider, Caster, Assassin, and Berserker are generally slightly weaker, but each possesses unique class abilities.

Caster is undoubtedly the most creative class. This doesn't mean that this class can build its own magic workshop and establish a home-field advantage, but rather that magicians who become Servants generally possess magic skills that overwhelm the current era. There are even god-level magicians like Medea.

Therefore, the Holy Grail War, a system perfected over the past few centuries, is riddled with vulnerabilities for some powerful Casters. Even though its existence is dependent on the Holy Grail and cannot be easily compromised, some harmless cheating behaviors are still easily accomplished.

"It's not a trick. Although I am indeed a Caster, the cause and effect of the two are wrong."

Lu Ke smiled and shook his head: "It's not that I became a master by using special means as a Caster, but rather that I became a Caster as a master."

What does this mean?
Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes, observing the young man before him with great interest, a sense of exploration stirring within him.

He possesses the highest level of "clairvoyance," eyes that can see into the future. His spiritually elevated Noble Phantasm, "Omniscient and Omnipotent Star," can penetrate multiple obstacles at a glance, directly seeing the enemy's true name, Noble Phantasm, and other information. However, he is deliberately restricted to make battles less boring.

Should we assess the true nature of the person in front of us?

Noticing the snake's eyes staring at him from the void, Lu Ke smiled and spread his hands, appearing completely defenseless.

"You can look at it if you want, I'm very generous."

"..."

The arrogant voice disappeared.

Deep down, a will closer to instinct than intuition suppressed the King of Heroes' curiosity, giving the answer that "nameless people are not worth paying attention to, nor are they worth exploring, much less worth breaking the limits of."

Seeing this, Lu Ke withdrew his hand with considerable regret.

It's a real pity. If Gilgamesh could see through his appearance and try to explore his true form, he might have been able to take this strongest Servant without much effort.

Shaking his head, Luke glanced at Saber and Lancer, who were locked in a passionate fight, jumped off the container, and strolled leisurely forward.

His demeanor became more approachable, and a gentle smile appeared on his face that made people unconsciously lower their guard.

This is a method of shaping extraordinary charm into "approachability," which is quite easy for Outer Gods with maxed-out spiritual abilities.

To describe it in the context of a visual novel, it's like having a fixed, high initial affection level, and the efficiency of increasing affection is doubled.

…………

off the field.

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was observing the situation with a sniper rifle, frowned. Just now, he had seen an Assassin in the distance, wearing a skull mask and almost blending into the darkness.

On the very first day, three Servants had gathered here. Their combat efficiency was somewhat beyond his expectations. However, fortune favors the bold, and he couldn't let go of any opportunity to gather more information.

He was confident that he could win the Holy Grail War even if Saber and he were incompatible, provided he gathered enough intelligence.

Rather than killing powerful Servants, he prefers to kill weak Masters. Without their mana supply, except for Archers who have the inherent ability to "act alone," other Servants will return to their original state in a short time due to lack of mana.

At that moment, he saw a tall young man dressed in modern casual clothes leisurely walk into the battlefield.

Another Servant, and their class is... Caster?

Kiritsugu Emiya frowned. Caster and Assassin were the weakest in direct combat, but now Caster dared to directly intervene in the battle between Saber and Lancer?
If it's not excessive stupidity, then it's an absolute overconfidence in one's own abilities.

Ultimately, the average level of a class cannot represent the current strength of a Servant. No one would think that Solomon, the Magic King, as a Caster, or Hassan, the King from whom the concept of "Assassin" originated, is equally weak just because the Caster and Assassin classes are considered weak.

He stared coldly at the retreating figure, pondering the enemy's identity, weaknesses, and how to deal with them, when he noticed the person in the camera suddenly turn around and give him a smile.

Emiya Kiritsugu: “…”

A faint sense of familiarity made him subconsciously frown. For some reason, he had just had a feeling that the Servant might be a righteous ally.

The kind that might save the world someday!

...In the center of the battlefield.

As Lancer and Saber finished their warm-up, the powerful magical fluctuations between the Servants wantonly destroyed the surrounding environment, and every attack made Irisviel, who was watching the battle up close, tremble with fear.

Starting with Gilgamesh, the hero-king, parting ways with the gods more than 2,700 years BC, the Age of Gods began to decline. By the 10th century BC, when King Solomon returned the Ten Commandments given by the gods, the Age of Gods came to a complete end. The "Great Source" declined, and mystery also diminished.

Undeniably, Servants are not the strongest force at present. After all, the foundation and wisdom accumulated by Earth over countless years are not so simple. However, for ordinary magicians, the battle between Servants is a force that refreshes their understanding.

Saber's raw strength is slightly stronger. The Excalibur hidden by the Wind King's barrier is difficult to defend against, but every inch counts. Lancer's long spear and short spear work together exceptionally well, making his defense watertight.

After another heavy collision, the surging magic force scraped off a layer of the ground, and both sides retreated and separated again, the invisible sword and the sharp magic spear facing each other.

"As expected of Saber, I truly felt your power."

Lancer's face broke into a smile as the dark clouds dispersed.

"Each each other!"

Saber was also satisfied with Lancer, a formidable opponent, but after glancing at Irisviel out of the corner of her eye, she frowned slightly.

"However, I was just about to say this."

"Lancer, why would a knight as upright and honorable as you use charm magic on me during battle? This is inconsistent with your magnanimity, or are you underestimating the fact that I am a woman?"

Saber possesses exceptional "magic resistance," significantly weakening all spells applied to her. Irisviel's magical abilities are also quite good, preventing her from being easily charmed, but using charm magic on a married woman is truly a bit...

"I'm sorry, it's an ability I was born with, a curse that clings to my bones and I can't get rid of it no matter what I do, and it's...very troubling for me."

Lancer gently stroked the beauty mark at the corner of his eye, a skill he possessed known as the "love beauty mark," which unconsciously attracted all women he came into contact with, making it easy for them to fall in love with him.

It sounds wonderful, but things can go to extremes.

Diarmuid was handsome enough, but his excessive charm came at a particularly heavy price.

Before his death, he was coerced by his boss's fiancée into eloping with her, only to be killed by his boss in the end. Now, he is also suspected and distrusted by Master Kenneth...

He is so difficult!

Just then, clear footsteps approached, and the two Servants looked at the uninvited guest who had stepped into the area.

"Don't worry about it. I just felt a sense of nostalgia and came here. Please continue your wonderful game."

Luke stopped twenty meters away from the battlefield, showing goodwill by smiling at Saber and Lancer with a look of nostalgia, as if seeing old friends.

The two Servants' wariness gradually faded, not only because of the warmth that quietly rose in their hearts, but also because the fact that the newcomer could appear openly and honestly instead of waiting until they were both injured before taking action showed the integrity of the person who came.

"I see. It seems you are also an upright person... But, do we know each other?"

Sensing the familiarity in Luke's tone, Dimuludo asked with a hint of doubt, as he didn't remember recognizing the person in front of him.

Saber nodded in agreement, awaiting Luke's reply; she shared the same doubts.

“Of course, Lancer.”

Luke looked at Dimurdo, "Not only do I know you well now, but I also know you quite well when you're wielding dual swords. We even fought side by side on Summer Island and hunted a group of powerful monsters... well, the kind you fear the most."

Lancer was secretly surprised by the confident words. The person who came knew that he could use two swords and knew how he died. He had obviously seen through his real name. Could it be that he was really familiar with him?

Luke then looked at Artoria, "Saber too, whether it's her heroic demeanor in battle or her behavior at the dinner table..."

And then there are your ever-increasing number of clones; Artoria in Chaldea is becoming a bit too common, and Mordred's special attack range against Daddy's Noble Phantasm is getting wider every year...

Saber coughed lightly, feeling slightly embarrassed; her appetite was indeed a little larger than the average person's.

Hmm... really, just a little bit! Definitely not some complete idiot!

Those who know this are undoubtedly close to him, after all, he has to maintain the image of a "king" in public. Saber looked at Lancer's surprised face, her tone astonished.

"So, you really know me and Lancer?"

She and Lancer had only just met, so how could someone be familiar with both of them at the same time?

"...That was just a special phenomenon that existed outside the world, a strange occurrence different from the current time and space. It's normal not to remember it."

Lu Ke deliberately answered in a melancholic tone full of story, then laughed heartily.

"Don't worry about it, you two. I just want to see a great duel today!"

"Let's continue, Lancer, Saber!"

Saber: “…”

Lancer: "..."

How could they not care?!

(End of this chapter)