I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

"No, that won't do. It would be terrible if the wound got infected." Sakura Matou said to Gil in a rare firm tone.

“…Thank you for your help. Also, it seems your friend is injured,” Jill said.

Sakura Matou paused for a moment, "You mean..."

"I think his name is Emiya Shirou... But don't worry, he's fine." The culprit reassured Sakura without any sense of unease.

Hmm... Never mind, it's definitely Tokiomi's fault that the Great God declared (Gungnir) inserted the wrong person!

(Tokiomi: I've been dead in this world for ten years, and now I'm being made to take the blame?!)

"What should we do then...?"

Sakura Matou looked anxious, but Gilles sighed, "Rin Tohsaka is treating him there, it's alright."

"Oh...that's great." Matou Sakura patted her chest and smiled.

“…What a gentle girl.” Jill couldn’t help but chuckle.

Thus ended the third night of the Holy Grail War.

Assassin and Caster exit.

P.S.: The group members guessed the question correctly. There will be four updates tomorrow.

Chapter Seventy Visit

Gao Wen returned safely.

Jill didn't ask what happened between Gawain and Artoria.

Judging from that expression... it seems like she doesn't understand, right?

Gil understood Artoria's wish perfectly well.

As Artoria lay dying, she made a pact with Gaia, the "world," promising to receive the Holy Grail and wish to "return to the chosen day," even at the cost of eternal reincarnation.

She wanted to correct her mistakes and let someone else inherit the position of Knight King.

Jill didn't misunderstand this approach, but she found it difficult to accept.

After all, everyone makes mistakes they want to correct, but she wanted to completely deny herself, and that's what Jill found hard to accept.

“Rider, what do you think about Saber?” Jill asked.

Perhaps because Gilles had lost his qualification as Master of the Holy Grail War, Gawain was no longer as wary of him and naturally talked to him more.

“…She…no, although it’s rude to say that, Wang, she’s a bit lost.” Gawain shook his head. “She’s still imprisoned in the cage called 'correctness'.”

“Is that so…then I will fight your king.” Gilles sighed deeply. “Then I’ll leave the Archer to you.”

"Ha... Your Excellency is truly understanding," Gawain chuckled. "Actually, I am very reluctant to fight the King."

"I know," Jill actually had some thoughts in her mind.

When he tried to unlock A.valon, he noticed that A.valon required the original owner's approval to be used. This included Excalibur and Rhongomyniad, both of which required the original owner's approval to be used.

Jill naturally wanted to spar with Artoria a couple more times. Although she knew Artoria's personality, she herself wasn't the type to get along with her easily...

"Then you should rest early, Your Excellency. I'm going to protect Master," Gawain said with a bow.

"Yes, go ahead, Rider."

Jill yawned, a thoughtful look flashing in her crimson eyes.

If the Holy Grail is to appear, at least four more Servants need to die.

But here's the problem: it's uncertain whether Ilya's body can hold on.

Considering that Ilya is the Lesser Grail, he must now help Ilya replace her heart.

Jill asked Template, "Template, is there anything that can replace a heart?"

"Beep... Yes, but you have to pay a price."

“For example?” Jill asked.

"This time, if you want to exchange for this item, then you have to hand over the ability you obtained from Horoma."

“…” Jill fell silent.

He snapped his fingers casually, and a pinkish flame danced at his fingertips.

Deep within his right eye is the mark of Homra—a flame.

"...Isn't there any other exchange option?" Jill's voice was a little dry.

"No." Template's voice was icy cold.

Jill fell silent.

He hesitated.

This power belongs to the bonds he shares with Homra, Suoh Mikoto, Anna, Kusanagi Izumo, and everyone in Homra.

but……

“Really…is there no other option…” Jill’s voice was bitter.

"...No, if the host wants to truly become king, he must be decisive."

“I want to be king… but before I was king, I was just a person.” Jill’s voice rang out. “I know that becoming king requires decisiveness, but… this is a bond between me and everyone else…”

A gentle breeze blows through the night sky.

Gil's eyes gleamed with the flame symbol of the Homra.

"Template... I have a request."

"Host, please speak."

"I can give you the power... but I want to keep this emblem. Consider it my final proof of friendship with them."

"……allow."

"Then... let's exchange it."

……

Day two.

After Sakura and Gawain left, Gil gently stroked the back of his hand.

Van Helsing has passed away.

His bond with Homra is now only the lingering mark in his eyes.

Jill closed her eyes and then sighed softly.

Finally, he seemed to have made up his mind.

He stood up and walked towards the door.

The door was closed, leaving only a black trench coat swaying inside.

Van Helsing bought it when he had nothing else to do, saying that he wanted Jill to wear it too, so as to show the unity between master and servant.

However, Van Helsing left first.

Jill was really annoyed.

“Archer…I will absolutely kill you, absolutely!” Jill whispered, making this vow.

His red eyes flashed, and a murderous aura unconsciously emanated from them.

However, he quickly calmed down.

"Phew... Let's get the important stuff done first." Jill exhaled.

The Gate of Babylon is so large, yet there's no Noble Phantasm related to the heart.

No... or rather, there is no Noble Phantasm that can help replace the heart.

This is very infuriating.

If Jill hadn't truly been unable to find it, she wouldn't have had to trade her abilities for this item.

"...Anna will probably be angry if she finds out," Jill thought with a wry smile.

Sigh... I'll have to buy some magic books about fire when I get back... I guess that'll be a good cover-up.

As Gil thought about this, she couldn't help but think of the girl from yesterday evening.

A forlorn expression on her small face.

She probably wanted to survive too.

Hmph... I really can't help but think about things from the past.

Jill was lost in thought.

But he quickly dismissed all of that nonsense.

He is now on his way to the Einzbern Castle.

He wanted to keep his promise and visit Ilya.

After all... that girl can kill someone with a smile when she gets angry.

No one taught her the correct worldview.

No one told her what was right and wrong.

That's how her worldview was distorted.

Yes... how tragic.

Jill was pondering these thoughts when a sharp pain shot through her brain.

The sharp pain made his vision go black.

"What... happened..." Jill said, enduring her headache.

The scene flashed before my eyes.

What is that...?