Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 465 You Don’t Even Want to Call Me Master

Pfft!
The Hero King, who used "Gate of Babylon" to indiscriminately attack everyone, let out a chilling scream and collapsed to the ground.

The ever-expanding golden ripples lost their magical support and dissipated in the air, allowing the Servants who were struggling to cope with the rain of Noble Phantasms to breathe a sigh of relief.

The magnificent and protracted battles in the world of imagination are but a fleeting moment in reality.

Before Saber and the others could react, they only saw Luke and Archer exchange a glance, and the barrage of Noble Phantasms stopped. Archer, whose strength was so overwhelming that it was difficult to match, was instantly rendered powerless.

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Tokiomi Tohsaka's expression changed drastically. The "Oldest King" was already considered invincible in ordinary Holy Grail Wars, but he never expected that there would be another expert this time!

He raised his hand with a serious expression, and the Command Seals on the back of his hand emitted a red light.

Command Spells can not only be used to restrict the actions of Servants, but also to enhance Servants or teleport them.

"By Command Spell, Archer, return to my side!"

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"This is blatant cheating!"

Webber poked half his head out of the oxcart, watching Archer disappear in a flash of golden light, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Even though they stole their mentor's artifact and summoned the powerful Alexander the Great, why are there so many monsters in the Holy Grail War?
Saber and Lancer are strong, but Rider is in no way inferior to them. What is that golden thing? It can suppress three opponents with firepower.

And then there's Caster. It's already incredible that he could overpower Lancer with his second-rate stats. But the mighty Archer was instantly killed... Isn't this self-proclaimed "Master of Chaldea" going a bit too far?

Will there really be such a powerful Master in the future? He felt like a Rider like him would be killed with just a couple of hits!

"Great! It seems this expedition won't be boring! Excellent, excellent! Only challenges from the other side are truly worthwhile!"

Rider laughed heartily. As the King of Conquerors, how could a weak enemy possibly interest him? Besides, he had enough confidence in his Noble Phantasm.

"Amazing……"

Lancer couldn't help but sigh, feeling ashamed of his underestimation of Caster's strength. He had even tried to become a Guardian, only to be let off the hook. How shameful!

The only ones who weren't stunned by this scene were probably Saber and Berserker, who were unable to concentrate on the battle at all costs; more specifically, it was the berserk Berserker and the Saber who were being thoroughly beaten.

"Arthur...!!!"

Lancelot wielded a steel pipe enhanced to the level of a Noble Phantasm, his attacks were frantic yet agile, each strike seemingly aimed at killing Saber, forcing her into a retreat.

Before Gilgamesh fell, Saber had to resist the rain of Noble Phantasms and Berserker's attacks at the same time, while also taking care of the fragile Irisviel. When the rescue was not in time, she had to use her body to resist the projected Noble Phantasms, and at this moment she was covered in wounds.

Lancelot's martial arts and stats are superior to hers. Apart from losing his Noble Phantasm and having poor endurance due to his Master, he is impeccable in other aspects.

"Huff... Huff... Lancelot... Why?"

Blood stained Saber's armor, and her beautiful blue eyes were filled with melancholy and exhaustion. She barely managed to raise her sword to block the storm of attacks, feeling the force of each blow making her arm go numb.

If he hadn't been injured... he might have been able to hold on a little longer... but now...

Feeling her left hand, which was severed at the wrist and unable to exert any force, Artoria secretly groaned, but could only grit her teeth and persevere.

At the very least, Irisviel must escape!

With this thought in mind, Saber channeled the remaining magical power within her, unleashing a powerful storm from Excalibur. Her gaze sharpened, and she swung "Wind King's Hammer" at the steel bars covered in blood-red patterns that were slashing towards her!

boom!
A violent burst of air erupted, and Lancelot dodged Saber's attack as if he had foreseen it; he was all too familiar with the moves of the lord he served.

Moreover, Saber was in poor condition and her reaction was noticeably slower. In a battle between strong opponents, the slightest difference can be the key to victory.

pat!

The hand covered in black armor gripped Excalibur, the knight undead, and crimson patterns began to erode the apex of the holy sword.

Upon seeing this, Lancer immediately went to provide support. His battle with Saber was not yet over, and he was partly responsible for Saber's defeat, so he felt it was only right to help.

But there was someone who was faster than him.

Having just dealt with Archer, Luke, who appeared to be unharmed, stood in front of Saber and kicked away the incorrigible knight who was preparing to NTR the monarch a second time.

Luke: "Berserker, it's fine to fight Saber, but you should at least wait until she's in good condition before you make a move."

As they were talking, Lancer walked straight over, raised two magic spears, and looked cold.

His Command Spell effect had worn off, and Kenneth, realizing things weren't going his way, withdrew, finally regaining his freedom.

“That’s right. If Saber hadn’t been injured by me, she would never have lost to you, Berserker. Since you have the name ‘Knight of the Lake,’ such an unfair battle should not continue.”

"..."

In his berserk state, the Servant naturally didn't care about any chivalry. Lancelot ignored the unequal power difference and Luke's impressive record of defeating Archer, got up, and prepared to charge again.

But his body seemed to be paused, abruptly stopping in place, and then turning into a cloud of black mist and disappearing, clearly summoned back by Master Matou Kariya.

After the knights shrouded in black mist also left the battlefield, the devastated battlefield finally enjoyed a brief moment of tranquility.

"It seems like there's nothing more for us to do."

A little further away from the battlefield, Rider, who had originally planned to join the fight, stroked his red beard, seemingly with some regret.

"There wasn't one to begin with! You shouldn't have come in the first place!"

Having endured until now, Weber mustered his courage and said, "The normal battle procedure is to gather intelligence a few days ago, find out the enemy's weaknesses, and then defeat them one by one!"

"We've collected them all, and the real names of all seven Servants have been revealed. If they hadn't come, we would have fallen behind!"

Weber: “…”

There was no way to refute it!
"It seems the battle tonight is over. Although there were many unexpected events, it was still quite enjoyable."

After taking one last look at the mysterious and powerful Caster, the Conqueror clicked his tongue and casually offered a conjecture.

"Speaking of which, does the Servant from the future know what's happening right now?"

"Eh?"

Weber was stunned for a moment, his expression suddenly changing, but before he could exclaim about cheating again, the oxcart started moving at an astonishing speed under its master's command, making him squat down in fear.

Poor thing, weak, helpless, and bullied by the Servant.

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"Saber, your injuries are so severe, let me heal you!"

Irisviel, who had been caught up in the battle between Servants, finally had a chance to catch her breath and hurriedly cast a healing spell on the battered Saber.

"Thank you both, Caster and Lancer."

Saber, clutching the large, slowly healing wound on his abdomen, nodded to the two men who, though enemies, had offered their help in gratitude.

"Don't worry about it, Saber. You're a great opponent, and I look forward to our next battle," Lancer replied quite politely.

Lu Ke also smiled and shook his head, his tone gentle:

"No need to be so polite, Saber. In my original time, you, along with many other forms of you, were my favorite Servants."

Hmm... Each class of Artoria has the option to choose their preferred Servant in their personal space, although other Servants enjoy the same treatment...

The voice message for birthday wishes still needs to be unlocked!

"I see, thank you for your trust, Caster..."

After the earlier commotion, Saber's trust in Luke had clearly increased, and she no longer doubted his words, but hesitated for a moment. "Or, should I call you Fujimaru Ritsuka?"

"Either is fine, whatever you like."

Luke looked at the elegant and refined Saber and coughed lightly, "However, I actually prefer to hear you call me Master."

Who could resist being called "Master" by the blue-eyed, blond-haired knight king?
"This……"

Saber hesitated for a moment, then, remembering Luke's invitation, shook her head guiltily: "I'm really sorry, but I already have a Master now, so..."

"I understand, Saber. Is it not even acceptable to address her verbally?"

Lu Ke made a sad expression and sighed, "I clearly spent many unforgettable times with you, but because I was summoned from the past, I lost my 'connection' with you. It's quite frustrating."

“Saber, do you know? You once said that as long as there was even a trace of power left in your sword, you would wholeheartedly help me…”

The heartfelt words had a convincing magic, and Saber was moved. Just as she was struggling with her feelings, Lancer suddenly spoke up.

"Did my future self say anything to you?"

Lu Ke: "..."

This is a bit difficult for him, since he's a male three-star Servant and doesn't really listen to this kind of voice lines!

“You thanked me for using you in the right place and promised to serve me for life, no matter what happens…”

Lu Ke racked his brains and managed to recall a few lines of dialogue.

A bright light appeared in Lancer's eyes, carrying a kind of longing fantasy, but it quickly faded, and he gave a bitter smile.

“If only you had summoned me, I would gladly die to serve a lord like you… But as Saber said, I cannot betray my Master, even though he is worlds apart from you.”

"However, if you don't mind, just as a verbal form of address, I would like to call you 'Master'."

"Of course, I'm very happy to have your approval, Lancer."

Luke responded with a smile, and without realizing it, he associated the title "Master" with "recognition," gazing longingly at Saber.

Saber: “…”

How could she possibly respond? Could she possibly deny the person who had just saved her life?

For some reason, Saber always felt a little awkward calling Lu Ke "Master" when faced with his intense gaze.

It seems like once it's shouted out, the meaning changes!

Fortunately, with Lancer as a cautionary tale, she hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

“Just words… no problem, Master.”

Irisviel: “…”

She's still here!
Saber is her husband Kiritsugu Emiya's Servant, she belongs to Kiritsugu!
Luke: I'm sorry, madam, your whole family belongs to me!

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Tosaka Residence.

In the dimly lit basement, Tokiomi Tohsaka looked at his unconscious Servant with a worried expression and kept using healing magic.

Healing white light flashed by, but Gilgamesh remained unchanged. His face was as pale as paper, cold sweat poured from his forehead, and his eyeballs darted rapidly beneath his eyelids.

He was having a disordered and chaotic dream, with some kind of incomprehensible whispers constantly echoing in his ears.

"Such a scale... This is the first time..."

"Human evil... compared to that, is... a fragile insect..."

"It's not... an juvenile at all... beneath the skin... it's already mature..."

"Waiting for a signal... Seven Servants... were all..."

"The origin...the universe..."

"Chaos and good?"

Gilgamesh felt his consciousness becoming blurred.

Some irrational interference system took over his entire being, rapidly clearing the clutter and excess pollution from his mind and severing his connection with some behemoth.

In the instant before he was completely wiped out and disconnected, a brief image flashed through Gilgamesh's mind.

A silent, pale expanse swallowed the 4.6 billion-year-old star, all life was shrouded in crimson, spreading endlessly outwards, and everything began to wither.

Time and space began to stagnate, and countless powerful beings tried to escape, but could never escape. The center of the universe turned into an inexplicable vortex.

Then, the rhythms of all life merged into one beat, launching a resistance against the same enemy.

But all things will eventually return to the eternal one.

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Gilgamesh suddenly opened his eyes, looking blankly at Tokiomi Tohsaka standing beside him.

Did he just have a precognitive dream? It seems so, but it also seems not...

This kind of thing has happened before, but it always leaves some kind of memory. How come there's none this time?
"Your Majesty, you've awakened?"

Upon seeing Gilgamesh awaken, Tokiomi Tohsaka immediately stepped forward to inquire about his well-being, demonstrating his duty as a subject.

"Did you summon me back using a Command Spell?"

Gilgamesh was silent for a few seconds before asking calmly.

"Yes, King."

Tokiomi Tohsaka carefully chose his words: "Under Caster's attack... you were caught off guard... and suffered a slight setback."

"Hmph, just admit defeat."

Gilgamesh stood up, a smile playing on his lips. "There's nothing shameful about losing to Caster. A mongrel like you could never understand how spectacular my battle with Caster was."

"In this Holy Grail War, the only Servant we need to pay attention to is him; the others are just insignificant bastards."

Gilgamesh recalled the battle between the divine army and the Servants, savored the memory, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Next time, I will use that sword to defeat him completely."

"Yes, once the king gets serious, Caster is probably no match for you."

"Go down, leave me alone for a while."

Despite it being his own basement, Tokiomi Tohsaka was driven out by the summoned Servant. He left the place stiffly.

There was no other way; he only had one Command Seal left to use, and he absolutely couldn't afford to turn against Archer.

"..."

Alone, Gilgamesh did not materialize. He sat on the sofa, rubbing his head with one hand, feeling a throbbing pain deep in his mind, and was slightly uncomfortable.

Servant's body shouldn't have this kind of illness that looks like a layer of his brain has been scraped off, right? Could it be a side effect of the battle in his mental world?
Gilgamesh frowned, feeling for some reason that he had forgotten something.

(End of this chapter)