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"And that Sun King isn't bad either," Gilgamesh said with a smile. "He has a bit of my style. So, since he wants to become my subordinate, of course I have to test him. Don't worry, what just happened was only the bare minimum. But—even so, you've gained enough to brag about for a hundred years! You've passed the King's test! Hahahahahaha—"

......

"Haha! Isn't this my Master?" Osmandis laughed loudly, "How about it? Have you witnessed my brilliance? A brilliance that shines even brighter than the sun!"

"It feels alright." Basemelo looked at the pyramid with some surprise.

Even she, the monarch of the clock tower, had never seen such a building.

"Haha!" Osmandis immediately saw through Basemelo's surprise and laughed. After all, this was his palace, his pyramid, and one of its values ​​was to amaze people!

"Let's not talk about that anymore. You clashed with that enemy Archer Gilgamesh, right?" Barthemello asked. "How did it feel? What were your chances of winning?"

“Yes, that golden king is indeed powerful, possessing about eight-tenths of Yu’s strength. He is indeed troublesome!” Osmandis nodded: “But who do you take me for? I am the Pharaoh! The invincible God-King! How could I possibly be defeated! Even if it is that golden king, I can kill him if I get serious.”

Barthezello pursed his lips slightly. Did she think she was blind?

At that time, it was only by combining his and Enkidu's Noble Phantasms that they caught up with the King of Heroes' Noble Phantasm - EA.

but...

"The one you used last time wasn't your strongest Noble Phantasm, was it?"

“No, I have used it. I have been using it all along,” Osmandis said. “My strongest Noble Phantasm is right beneath your feet, right above your head. That’s right! My strongest Noble Phantasm is this pyramid!”

"I'm talking about the one when you clashed with that Archer's Noble Phantasm just now!"

"Ah, that one, no, but it was enough to kill a top-tier Servant. That Golden King is indeed quite capable."

Bartholomew felt a slight pang of regret... These ancient kings were indeed far too arrogant. The other meaning of his earlier statement was also quite clear... his Noble Phantasm could kill a first-rate Servant, while Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm was far superior, and therefore he could kill Gilgamesh...

Isn't this just a way of saying that we're very strong while implementing reforms?

"Hmm?" Suddenly, Osmandis looked up. "An intruder? No... wait, is it the Overseer? Let her in!"

He wasn't talking to anyone, but to the guardian beasts of the temple, the Sphinxes.

......

"Make way for me! I'm here to... no, um, could you please move aside? I'm here to visit the Servant and Master here." This time, the saintess who descended to earth as the Ruler-class Saintess, Martha, spoke as gently as possible.

Then she was met with the claws of a mythical beast.

"Hmm..." Martha took two steps back, using her staff to shield herself. "Fine! Looks like you're not going to move aside! Well then—I'll just punch you away!"

As she spoke, she threw her staff away, and two gauntlets appeared in her hand.

Just as I was about to say something.

The Sphinx in front of her suddenly moved to the side of the road, clearing a path for her.

"..."

"Huh? How did I end up with gauntlets? I don't understand..." She sighed softly, picked up her staff, and narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at the Sphinx before her. "Hmm, it has no intelligence, no intelligence..."

As she said this, the saintess walked inside.

The gloves slowly disappeared during this process, as if they had never existed.

......

"Servant, Assassin, named Jing Ke. Who are you going to kill this time?"

Assassin frowned as he looked at the chaotic room, then focused his gaze on the person sitting in the main seat who was reading a book.

She sensed a nauseatingly evil aura emanating from that person!

"Oh, so the infamous assassin turns out to be a woman... Oh well! Whatever!"

DIO put down the book in his hand, looked at the Assassin in front of him, and said, "It seems this summoning was successful..."

"I see. So, who was I summoned to kill?"

"We have two targets: the Pharaoh of Egypt and Gilgamesh, the hero-king. How about it? Can you manage it?"

"...Of course!" said the assassin who had failed in his attempt to assassinate Qin Shi Huang in history. "This time...I will definitely succeed!"

"That's good!" DIO nodded in satisfaction. "Just tell me what you need, and everything in this room is yours to choose from—"

"roar----!!"

Just then, before Jing Ke could answer, a roar came from outside.

"So noisy! Gilles de Rais!"

"Don't worry," Caster said, his large, fish-like eyes widening. "The children have already stopped him."

"That's good... Go ahead."

Dio Brando chuckled and said, "Let's test that Servant's defense..."

If the power of his world can break through the defenses of the Servant that broke in... then the outcome is already decided.

Chapter 223 Time Stopped

Da da da—

Accompanied by footsteps.

Saintess Martha calmed herself down and silently memorized what she would say to the Rider when she met him.

Soon, after passing through the corridor, she saw three figures.

Lancer Enkidu, Rider Ramses II.

And Rider's Master, Barthemello.

With her Ruler privileges, she understood everything at a glance.

"Oh...so you are the Ruler of this Holy Grail War?" Ramses II said with interest.

“Exactly.” Martha nodded. “I am Ruler, the supervisor of this Holy Grail War. I’m here to confirm some things with you. What are your purposes in participating in this Holy Grail War?”

"Hmph, need I even say it? My reason for participating in this Holy Grail War is, of course, to obtain eternal life!"

“Eternal life?” Barthemello turned around. The first battle of the Holy Grail War had started too suddenly, and even she hadn’t had time to ask the purpose of the Heroic Spirit she had summoned.

"Of course! I am supreme, perfect, and unique, and must exist forever! But... I have only one weakness: a finite lifespan! Therefore, I demand eternal life from the so-called Holy Grail! I am the true master of this world, and I must stand at its pinnacle—"

Ramses II stood up as he spoke, and his body seemed to radiate light.

“I see.” Martha nodded. “So, you want eternal life and to rule the world again, right?”

"That's right! I want this world! Not for any other reason than that this world is destined to accept my rule! All this is because I am the King of Kings, Osmandis! Hahahahahahahaha——————"

"I understand. So, what is Lancer's wish?"

“Me?” Enkidu chuckled. “Ah… my wish has already been fulfilled. I don’t have a specific wish; I can only say that I should do my best to protect my Master’s safety. After all, he’s the one who summoned me.”

"So, finally, Miss Barthemello, what is your wish?"

"My wish? It's very simple, and it's also the purpose the Holy Grail has been determined to serve after this Holy Grail War ends: to continue the Great Source! No one can change that!"

"Oh, so you mean you're going to give up your wish?" Ramses II said coldly.

“That’s right! That’s exactly it.” Bartholomew proudly raised his head, looking at the king on the throne: “This Holy Grail must be used to continue the Great Source. If there’s any extra magic power, I’ll give you a physical body! Otherwise, you’ll have to wait until next time!”

"Hahahahahahahaha—" The King of the Sun laughed loudly: "Not bad! Since you dare to speak to me like that, that's quite something! I'm pleased with you... Not bad, it seems you do indeed possess the aura of a king! Alright, I grant your request, I'll spare you!"

"So, Holy Maiden, now that you know the answer, what are you going to do?" Ramses II looked at her, clearly in a good mood.

“No, I will do nothing,” Martha said. “I will only serve as a witness... I will not interfere with whatever you intend to do with the Holy Grail, because I am the Ruler.”

"I see." The Sun King narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing.

"Well then, that's about it. Next, I'm going to visit the other Masters and Servants."

With that, Martha took a deep breath, turned around, and clenched her fist: "It worked! This time there were no mistakes!"

The next moment... she froze.

Ramses II: "......"

Enkidu: "..."

Barthezmero: "..."

"Aaaaaaahh ...

"This is actually quite interesting! Hahahaha—"

......

"Roar—————— (They're so annoying! I'm not fighting anymore!)" Berserker roared, swinging his halberd to clear out all the sea monsters around him, then ignoring their reappearance.

The halberd in his hand began to transform—yes, it transformed into a bow and arrow!

Shoot the halberd at the gate!

This is not a Noble Phantasm.

It's just his skill, the skill he still retains even after transforming into Berserker!

boom----

The arrow, fired like a cannonball, ripped the roof off the building in front of them.

He picked up the halberd that had flown back and roared as he charged in!

"This is bad..." Arash, drawing his bow in the distance, looked over and gave a wry smile. "If they go in, we won't be able to provide support..."

Although so far he has only been watching and has not actually launched an attack.

Because... there's no need for it.

That Berserker was incredibly brave.

Although sea demons kept emerging from all around, they were no match for him at all under his halberd!

“Caster... Giles de Rais?” Arash had been in contact with his Master, so he naturally learned the identity of the summoner behind this sea monster.

"Be careful, it could just be Giles de Rais... After all, that book was given to him by someone else."

"Ah, I know. What should we do now, Master? Should we charge in?"