I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

clang!

Deflecting Archer's dagger, Lancer's spear began to emit red magic.

"Is that guy... going to use his Noble Phantasm?" The girl with twin tails and a red coat looked at Lancer with some unease.

"Whoosh!" At that moment, an arrow pierced the sky, forcing Lancer to abandon charging up and deflect the arrow.

"Assassin!" Lancer roared angrily, gritting his teeth and staring in a certain direction.

"Rin, be careful. We're not sure if this Assassin will attack you, so don't leave my side." Archer took a small step back, protecting the girl called Rin.

"Tch... Huh?!" Lancer seemed to have suddenly realized something.

"Is anyone here? Why would anyone be at this school at this hour?" Rin exclaimed in surprise. "Archer, go check it out!"

"Yes."

Van Helsing, who was in the shadows, naturally saw it too and quickly chose to follow Lancer.

It's time for a direct confrontation... I'm not good at this...

Van Helsing sighed, thinking.

P.S.: Book recommendation: "My Older Sister Can't Be Nishino Maki"

Chapter 56 Saber! (Bonus Chapter 4/23)

“Assassin, if Lancer goes after him, there’s no need to worry. That guy isn’t so easy to kill.” Jill’s voice suddenly rang out, making Van Helsing frown.

"But Master..."

"Listen, Assassin, you are no match for Lancer. Last time you were lucky, only managing to severely injure him with your Noble Phantasm when he was off guard. But this time, with the protection of [Arrow Avoidance], if he manages to keep about half a meter away from you, you will die!"

"But even so!"

“…Assassin, this is my request, don’t go over there!” Jill said.

“…Yes, Master, but…” Van Helsing hesitated.

"It's alright, it's good that you're out." Gilles' voice was tinged with laughter. "After tonight, the Holy Grail War will officially begin."

“…Yes.” Van Helsing was completely convinced by Gil, after all, several of the things Gil mentioned had already come true.

Lancer possesses the "Blessing of Arrows," and the red-robed Servant is Archer, as well as... Dracula.

Thinking of that figure, Van Helsing couldn't help but clench his fist.

A cold glint flashed in his eyes.

He gripped the hilt of the silver knife at his waist tightly. "This guy... Dracula, you will definitely be my prey!"

……

"Hehe...hehe...it was exactly as expected..." The petite girl, her long silver hair cascading down like a waterfall, gently swayed her legs. "Isn't that right, Rael?"

"Yes... just as you predicted, sir." A muffled, thunderous voice rang out as a muscular, burly man standing at least 2.6 meters tall responded.

"Oh dear... Little Hessing..." the girl chuckled softly, "This time, I'm sure I'll win..."

……

"Assassin, are you there?"

Jill asked the air in front of her.

“Hmm, Master, that boy… didn’t listen to your advice…” Van Helsing said, a cigar now dangling from his lips.

"Oh...it's alright, that guy isn't that easy to kill anyway." Gilles chuckled softly. "Let's go, let's go see, and witness the official start of the Holy Grail War..."

"Yes, Master..."

……

“Servant Saber, I have come at your summons. Master, please give your instructions.”

When Jill and the others arrived at the outer residence, they witnessed this scene.

“Haha…just in time…” Jill laughed. “Not bad.”

“Master…that Saber seems quite strong.” Van Helsing’s voice carried a hint of seriousness.

“It’s alright, she’s not the type to act without knowing the facts.” Jill waved her hand, looking at the girl with a dignified beauty. “Just watch, we’re just here tonight to witness this.”

Saber quickly forced Lancer to use his Noble Phantasm, but what really caught Van Helsing's attention was the weapon in Saber's hand.

“Is that…an invisible weapon?” Van Helsing asked.

“Yes, if that sword were to reveal its true form, even you would instantly recognize its identity,” Jill nodded and said.

"...Master, are you sure you're not mocking me?"

"Haha, of course not, it's just mockery."

“...There’s no difference between the two…” Van Helsing protested, squinting.

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it."

While the master and servant were joking around, the war below took an astonishing turn.

Saber was shot through the air, landing in a wide arc.

Blood flowed out. Saber, who hadn't even suffered a scratch during her fight with Lancer, had her chest pierced, and a large amount of blood was flowing out.

“A curse, no, was that just now a reversal of cause and effect?!” Saber analyzed directly.

Jill watched this scene and couldn't help but sneer.

"What's wrong, Master?" Van Helsing asked. "This girl is indeed a beauty."

Gilles knew that Saber's golden hair, illuminated by the moonlight, was as fine as if sprinkled with gold dust, and that her still-childish face and fair skin looked very soft.

"Hmm, she is very beautiful, but... Assassin, would you hold back on the battlefield just because your opponent is a beautiful woman?"

"No way, do you think most of those female vampires died that way?" Van Helsing chuckled and replied.

"Hmph, that's more like it. If we end up as enemies with them, don't hold back either," Jill said.

“Yes, of course,” Van Helsing replied with a smile.

Chapter 57 A Master Who Cheats (Bonus Chapter 5/24)

Jill soon started to get bored.

"Hey, Assassin, this is getting a bit boring."

“Master really can’t sit still,” Van Helsing said. “But Master…”

At this moment, Van Helsing's expression changed.

“…You’re here.” Jill said, squinting her eyes.

"Yes, it's been a long time, vampire hunter." An elegant voice rang out, and a girl dressed in an intricately decorated dress as dark as night appeared before Jill.

“Vampire, Dracula,” Jill murmured.

"Oh dear, how rude of me! I am Dracula, and I hope this Master will take good care of me..."

The vampire girl stared at Jill with undisguised, bloodthirsty eyes, but Jill's expression remained unchanged. "Assassin, kill her."

The air instantly churned.

With a thunderous roar, a black-haired, black-hatted, black-coated man charged towards Dracula, his face contorted with furious rage. "Dracula!"

“Oh dear, little Hessing is so impatient…” Dracula floated up. “What a pity, he has no intention of communicating with you at such close range.”

"Assassin, calm down, don't do anything rash." Jill frowned imperceptibly.

That must be Berserk, right? It seems to be a conditionally triggered type.

"You bastard, what did you mean by setting up those magic circles at that school?!" Van Helsing roared as he questioned.

"Oh dear—you have such a bad memory! Have you forgotten?" Dracula looked at Van Helsing, his red eyes gleaming. "Don't you know perfectly well?"

"Ah, you're still the same, an incurable villain!" Van Helsing drew his silver sword and glared at Dracula with hatred. "So, I was probably summoned for this Holy Grail War just to kill you!"

“Heh…haha…” Dracula paused for a moment, then couldn’t help but laugh.

Jill had a keen sense that something was amiss.

“Rael, grab him!” Dracula said.

A gigantic figure, defying his own height and weight, defying the rules of gravity, and defying Newton's laws, flew toward Jill.

(Someone come quick! Someone please put some pressure on Newton's coffin lid!)

Jill narrowed her eyes, then snapped her fingers, and a golden ripple appeared, revealing a huge golden plate.

Duang!

So Van Helsing and Dracula turned their heads together.

The burly man fell to the ground after hitting the gold plate.

"Oh dear, how rude of me, or perhaps I'm just too confident?" Jill stood up and stretched. "Well, it's good that I haven't had a proper workout in over two days."

hum-

The instant this indescribable sound rang out, a golden ripple appeared beside Jill's hand.

A black hilt appeared, and Jill grabbed it and drew her longsword.

In the fantasy greatsword Balumng, Gil drew his weapon for the first time in this world.

“Dracula, is it?” Jill sneered. “You made the worst decision of all, giving me that look.”

“The gaze one should give to the king should be one of worship… Your gaze is utterly disrespectful!” Jill’s eyes were icy. “Lower your head! That’s the proper posture for someone like you to the king!”

A tremendous pressure seemed to emanate from Jill. Dracula was momentarily stunned.

"What...is this...?" The magic gradually thickened in the air, and the oppressive feeling grew stronger.

"Whoosh!" A stone brick was thrown out, and Jill swung her longsword, easily shattering the brick.

"Hmph, not bad, you actually dare to challenge me..." Gil's cold smile made Dracula feel fear.