I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

“…No, don’t worry about it, Assassin.” Jill sighed. “Let’s go.”

"Yes."

P.S.: Book recommendation.

Hmm... a Honkai Impact fanfic, "Honkai Impact: The Male Valkyrie Against Entropy," although it's only just begun, the author's writing is quite good.

Chapter Fifty: The First Battle

After leaving the church, Jill removed her mask.

"Assassin, did you sense any other Servants' presence just now?"

"No, but I can already sense that foul aura." His tone was cold and stiff, clearly indicating that he was suppressing something.

"Oh dear... that's really something." Jill scratched her head. "I'm a little hungry, I'm going to buy something to eat."

"Master, that guy who appeared this time, was it him?"

“Yes, that’s right,” Jill said, chewing on her bread as she finished buying it.

"Ah... Master really knows how to cause me trouble..." Van Helsing sighed and said in a low voice, "Even if I go up against that guy, I'm not necessarily guaranteed to win."

“I will provide you with some assistance at that time,” Jill said. “So…”

"Don't worry, Master, I have no reason to lose!" Van Helsing's voice immediately became more energetic.

"Hmph...that's better." Gilles chuckled. "Now that's more like my servant..."

“The magic power provided by Master is quite abundant, otherwise my abilities would have been reduced by a small level,” Van Helsing said. “Actually, I’m not very strong, but it’s an honor for me that Master is willing to summon me.”

"It's alright. Actually, I summoned you with a purpose. But I have another question: what are your chances of winning against normal Heroic Spirits?"

"It depends on the strength of the opponent. If they are too strong, I'm afraid I would be killed in an instant," Van Helsing said.

“It’s probably because you’re restricted by your class.” Gilles said through telepathy while looking at the scenery along the roadside. “However, there’s still some time. I have some information on Servants and Masters, but I don’t know how much will change.”

"Oh?! Master, you're definitely not a simple child after all."

Of course, otherwise why would I have thought of summoning you...

Jill silently glanced at Van Helsing's approximate location, then turned her head away without making a sound.

Honestly, such a wonderful day should definitely be enjoyed.

Jill thought for a moment, then felt a strange sensation on her foot.

"..." A wallet.

This kind of thing is almost becoming a daily occurrence...

Jill picked up the wallet and opened it.

"Hmm...?" Jill gave a strange look.

In the past, the wallets he found were all without identification, making it difficult to prove who owned them.

The wallet that was found this time had a student ID.

“Emiya…Shirou?” Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes and gave a wicked smile.

"Looks like my lucky A+ wasn't fake after all." Jill looked at the address section at the bottom of her student ID.

“Master, what’s wrong with this guy named Emiya Shirou?” Van Helsing asked.

“It’s alright, let’s go pay a visit. After all, it’s their money.” Jill said with a smile, her eyes narrowed.

Yes, it would be even better if we ignored the emphasis on the word "visit".

Van Helsing shuddered at the sight of the malicious smile on Gil's face.

How terrible.

Master's smile is terrifying.

I hope this child named Emiya Shirou is safe and sound.

……

Following the address, Jill arrived at a traditional-style house called the He Shi House.

"Let me see... Yes, this is it." Jill raised her hand and knocked on the door. "Is anyone home?"

Footsteps could be heard coming from inside.

Short, reddish-brown hair. Brown pupils. A stubborn and straightforward gaze, the boy with eyebrows shaped like lightning bolts opened the door.

"Hey, little brother, what's up?" the boy asked.

"You must be Shirou Emiya?" Gil asked.

"Eh? How do you know my name..."

“…Your wallet.” Gil took the wallet out of his pocket and handed it to Shirou Emiya. “Be a little more careful next time.”

"Ah... um, thank you."

Emiya Shirou took the wallet and nodded his thanks.

"Since you're still polite, I'll give you a piece of advice: it's best not to linger outside for too long these days..." Jill waved her hand, then turned and left.

"Master..."

"Are you wondering why I didn't mess with him?"

Jill seemed to read Van Helsing's mind and said.

"……Yes."

“There’s something inside him,” Jill said, raising an eyebrow. “Thanks to this guy, I have to think more about the rest of the fight.” Jill sighed.

“Is that so…” Van Helsing’s voice trailed off.

"Master."

“…I know.” Jill looked ahead.

Because it was already night, the figure had blended into the darkness to some extent.

But the figure's presence was too obvious. Even Jill, who wasn't very alert, could sense it.

"Hey, little friend, although... um?" The blue figure was carrying a red spear and had a braid tied behind his head.

"Tsk, what bad luck. You annoying guy, judging by your appearance, you must be Lancer, right?" Jill looked at the murderous blue figure in front of her and curled her lip. "You..."

"Hey, little brother, you're quite something. Looks like you're not one of those weak and helpless Masters." Lancer grinned like a wild beast as he lowered his spear.

"Lancer, I am your opponent." The figure in the black trench coat appeared in front of Jill, protecting her.

Van Helsing looked at Lancer with a cold and stern gaze.

“Oh? You are…Archer, right?” Lancer looked at the crossbow in Van Helsing’s hand and laughed.

“I wouldn’t call myself an Archer,” Van Helsing said, placing his hand on the longsword at his waist. “I’m just a lowly Assassin.”

“Ha, an Assassin?” Lancer said with a cold smile. “Interesting…”

"Well, to be honest, I'm really bad at dealing with guys who wield long weapons!"

He raised his hand, and a crossbow bolt shot out instantly. Then, without hesitation, Van Helsing drew his longsword and charged forward.

"Assassin, I bless you!" Jill immediately stretched out her hand and then used magic to draw marks in the air, forming runes.

Although it's just a temporary "setting," I feel that as long as I don't forget it, I can use it easily.

Jill possesses exceptional comprehension skills. Although her mental index is relatively low, Jill's learning ability is remarkably strong.

He drew runes with his hand, and then the runes flowed into Van Helsing's body like water.

P.S.: I recommend the book "The Myth of Yuji Sakai," it's a good book.

PS2: The reward standards are higher now! They've all doubled! I'm already 20 chapters behind... Waaaaah...

Chapter 51 A Narrow Escape: Ireland's Child of Light (Bonus Chapter 1/22)

As the runes merged into Van Helsing's body, they transformed into halos of light. Van Helsing increased his speed, and his silver-plated longsword slashed towards Lancer.

"Assassin?! You really aren't a proper Heroic Spirit after all."

“Likewise, Lancer!” Van Helsing laughed loudly, then suddenly exerted force, trying to subdue Lancer.

"You bastard, don't get too cocky!" Lancer swung his spear, shoving Van Helsing aside, then thrust it forward with a fierce thrust. "You're nothing but a mere Assassin!"

"Hey, hey, hey, this old man is heartbroken! What do you mean by 'mere Assassin'?!" Van Helsing felt a powerful force coming from him, and a look of seriousness flashed in his dark eyes. The opponent's strength was definitely above his own, and then there was agility that was no less than his own... and skill as well.

"Tsk, that's why I say I'm not good at dealing with guys like this," Van Helsing clicked his tongue. "Especially these kinds of Heroic Spirits."

"Assassin! Watch out for his spear! If he tries to unleash his Noble Phantasm, interrupt him immediately!" Jill immediately told Van Helsing the information she knew.

"Oh, so you're a Heroic Spirit known for your gun? That makes it easier to deduce your identity!" He raised the crossbow that had somehow ended up in his hand and pulled the trigger with one hand!

"You annoying fellow..." With a "clang," Lancer deflected the arrow, a clear rage flashing in his eyes.

"A beast-like intuition, a chilling spear, and that fiery temper, haha, I see!" Van Helsing laughed. "I'm not sure if I'm right, but I can guarantee I'm about 50% accurate!"

"Tch... What's so special about that? You only fought for a short while? Looks like your Master is quite the magician." Lancer scoffed. "Not bad, Assassin."

"You jest, Lancer. If it weren't for Master's enhancements, I'd probably be killed by your spear. And your spear is really dangerous..." Van Helsing raised his longsword. "Well then, the main event is about to begin."

"Master..."

"Don't worry, if he uses his Noble Phantasm, you can use yours too. I'll allow you to use your Noble Phantasm," Gilles said.

“Having a Master like you is truly reassuring,” Van Helsing chuckled. “Well then, Lancer, I’m coming!”

"Come on, Assassin!" Lancer pressed down on his spear, and magic began to surge.

"Don't even think about it!" Van Helsing raised his crossbow, fired an arrow, then threw the crossbow aside and charged forward.

"Unfortunately, you're still too slow! Pierce—"

"Who told you it was too slow!" Van Helsing pulled out his treasure the instant he was close.

A modified shotgun with its barrel sawed off!