The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"Ian, do you understand what I mean?"

"Hmm... I totally understand. Since he doesn't take people seriously at all, he's actually much easier to deal with than the average person."

"Huh—as expected, it's Hassan, whom I believe has great potential."

Ian and the first Hassan's "cooperation" with each other made Ozymandias, who was already eager to prove that he was worthy of ruling this land, even more anxious.

"you!"

"You will pay for this contempt!"

"Hahahahahaha——!"

Before Ian could refute Ozymandias's words, an equally exaggerated laugh appeared in the sky.

"Ozymandias, it seems your name is nothing more than that."

"It was truly a great pleasure – an invitation from the king of kings, to allow others to witness the moment of their humiliation."

"My king, I am very happy now."

As this long, mocking speech floated through the air, another figure appeared in the sight of the Hassan sect.

That was a man also wearing golden armor, with his arms crossed over his chest.

In terms of momentum, he is not much worse than Ozymandias.

"you!"

Ozymandias was already furious with the words of Ian and the first Hassan, and being ridiculed like this was like a lit gas cylinder.

"Gilgamesh, I am the king of kings. You are just a man who calls himself the king. You are not qualified to be compared with me!"

"is it?"

The man called Gilgamesh was not angry at all. He raised his hand with an arrogant look on his face, appearing very confident.

"Then let's give it a try—"

"Mortals!"

Gilgamesh turned around and looked at the Hassan Cult on the ground—actually specifically Ian and the first generation Hassan in the front.

After all, these two people were the "culprits" who had just caused Ozymandias to suffer a setback.

in case……

If he could gain that kind of admiration from them, it would naturally be a fierce counterattack against Ozymandias' words.

"Today I will make an exception and let you glimpse my true name."

"Gilgamesh, the most ancient king of this land, and a king far superior to Ozymandias!"

"..."

"..."

The wind and sand blew by, but the scene was still as cold as that of Ozymandias.

Ian and the first generation Hassan looked at each other, their expressions looking a little awkward.

"Old man, do you remember who this person is?"

"I have a vague impression of him—" the first generation Hassan replied in a low voice, but not as detailed as the man imagined. "It seems that he is just an idiot forgotten by the world."

"you!"

I thought I could humiliate Ozymandias about this kind of thing, but I didn't expect that the first generation Hassan and Ian would be so disrespectful.

Gilgamesh suddenly became almost the same as Ozymandias - he felt that his self-esteem was being severely trampled upon by the "Hassans" in front of him!

"Hahahahahaha——!"

Ozymandias laughed mockingly.

"I thought you, the most ancient king, would have some abilities, but it turns out you're just like this."

"Gilgamesh, your stupidity seems to be almost the same as that of the commoner!"

"Shut up!"

Gilgamesh roared angrily.

"No matter what, I at least let them know. But you, the so-called king of kings, haven't even let anyone remember your name."

"you!"

Before the first generation Hassan and Ian could do anything, Gilgamesh above had a strange conflict with Ozymandias.

Golden light burst out from time to time on the golden ship flying in the sky, and even some debris could be seen falling from it.

And at this moment——

thump—

thump—

thump—

The sound of heavy footsteps was heard.

Athena, holding a war spear and a war shield, walked in front of the Hassan Cult.

This is actually a very strange picture.

The goddess who symbolizes frontal warfare has now become the pioneer of the Assassin Order in the wind and sand.

only--

Mecha Goddess Athena doesn't seem to care about this kind of thing.

In this world, the only person He cares about is you, Ian, who is like a family member to Him.

"Pegasus—"

"If I heard correctly, someone just claimed to be a god, didn't they?"

"..."

Ian felt that there was something wrong with Athena's tone, but he did not make any excuses. Instead, he said bluntly:

"really."

"Athena, you heard right—"

"Just now, someone did claim to be a god."

After saying this, Ian looked at the golden ship above his head.

"..."

Athena slowly raised her head, and then she saw the golden ship flying in the sky, almost covering the entire ground.

The Goddess of War looked at it with her eyes, and then said coldly:

"It's an extremely crude craftsmanship, and the fact that it can fly is entirely due to the force of magic."

"Things like that—"

Athena pointed the war spear in her hand toward the sky, an act full of fighting spirit.

"You dare to call yourself a creation of God?!"

"Stupid! Ignorant! Arrogant!"

"The so-called king is nothing but an illusory existence!"

The voice of the Goddess of War was not loud, but it was loud enough for everyone present to hear.

Ozymandias and Gilgamesh, who had just been fighting on the golden ship, stopped in an instant.

They looked at Athena on the ground together, as if at that moment they had confirmed their common goal.

"I really don't want to work with you," Gilgamesh said, the mecha goddess reflected in his eyes. "But that guy seemed to be saying that your ship is scrap, right?"

"Um...yes," Ozymandias responded coldly, "that's exactly what happened."

"That won't work."

"I don't think you're qualified to be my equal," Gilgamesh said, crossing his arms. "But it's not your place to dictate the fate of the Golden Ship, which I approve of."

"Let's call for a truce, Second King."

"At least defend the reputation of your ship."

"I am the king of kings, Gilgamesh." Ozymandias still insisted on his point of view, "but I will agree with your opinion for the time being."

"I am the supreme pharaoh of this land!"

"My solar boat (Mesektet) is also unrivaled in the world!"

Athena revealed the truth "just right", which made Gilgamesh and Ozymandias, who were originally at odds, miraculously stand on the same side again.

Soon, they who called themselves "the oldest king" and "the king of kings" began to display their power as kings.

"There is only one thing I hate, and that is my overly fragile body on the ground."

"As the radiant sun, the greatest and most powerful pharaoh, I must never be corrupted."

"But, whether in the past or now, my health is far from ideal."

"No one can stop me from returning to the world again!"

"I am the one who deserves to be resurrected!"

As Ozymandias finished speaking, the earth, which had been temporarily calmed down by Athena, soon began to shake again.

Countless phantoms emerged from it.

That was Ozymandias' Egyptian army. They looked like mummies, but were equipped with luxurious golden armor and began to walk on the earth.

"This……"

Sayaka gasped.

As a member whose strength was not as strong as imagined, Hassan felt that the magic power displayed by the two kings just now was indeed very terrifying.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is enough to completely wipe out a person.

In this desert, there is actually such a terrifying enemy...

Sayaka felt her breathing quicken a bit.

only--

After hearing the question from Mary, "Are you going to run away?", the assassin girl's attitude was more resolute than anyone else.

"impossible!"

"Lord Ian is here! Lord Shodai is here too! How can I escape!"

"I am one of the Mountain People!"

"Hassan, it's impossible to escape before the assassination is over!"

"Then let's go—" Meili also transformed her own staff, "We also have things we should do."

"Ok!"

Ever since——

As Gilgamesh threw a large number of swords at the ground without distinguishing between friend and foe, a war broke out between the mountain people and Egypt.

The Hassan Cult of the Mountain People and the Phantom Egyptian Legion of Ozymandias became entangled.

It was an extremely bloody battle scene - these legionnaires who looked like mummies really did more than just look like mummies.

It seems as if they will never die or fall.

Every time I get up again, I silently tell this fact.

But no Hassan was frightened by this.

Because they know that this is the time to take back their homes.

If we can't fight bravely even now, when will we wait?