The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

“…” Weber took a breath.

"I was afraid before, but now I am not afraid anymore."

“Because there’s no way to escape.”

"I didn't expect that you would have such an awareness." Iskandar laughed, "Then let's get started!"

"Ah."

This was Webber's bravest moment.

He will become the man the conqueror king expects.

The half-baked Waver raised the arm engraved with the Master's Command Seal, imitated the King of Conquerors' movement of raising his sword, and chanted loudly.

"My Servant, Waver Velvet commands you in the name of the Command Seal."

"Rider, you must win in the end!"

“I command you once again in the name of the Command Seal – Rider, you must seize the Holy Grail!”

"I command you three times in the name of the Command Seal, Rider, to conquer the world without failure!"

Iskandar was stunned at first, then burst into laughter.

"Boy, you keep giving orders that are impossible to fulfill."

Hearing this, Waver smiled calmly.

"But you need it badly, don't you?"

"That's right, hahahaha! Boy, you know me too well!"

The King of Conquerors raised the sword in his hand and pointed it forward.

"As long as I still have ambitions for the distant future in my heart, the expedition will never end!"

"Sing a triumphant song—the king's army!"

In an instant, the bridge was enveloped by Iskandar's mind, which was filled with magical power.

A plain with no shelter, scorching sun and dancing hot sand appeared here.

Legions of tens of thousands of warriors emerged one after another.

This is Iskandar's most powerful Noble Phantasm, the King's Army (Ionian Hetairoi)!

That is an expeditionary corps that would make one feel terrified at a single glance.

All the weapons that Gilgamesh had thrown from the King's Treasury were shattered to pieces at this moment.

In just a moment, the King of Conquerors, who was originally at a disadvantage, gained a complete advantage.

however--

Although Iskandar's attack was very powerful, Gilgamesh did not show any signs of panic at this moment.

He looked at the mighty army, raised the corners of his mouth, and began to mutter something silently.

When the legion was about to rush to the Ancient King and kill him, a sword that no one in the world could replicate appeared in Iskandar's mental space.

That is the Sword of Separation (Ea).

"Enuma Elish!" Gilgamesh shouted.

A buzzing sound.

The ripples that could not be described in any words spread to the entire battlefield in a very short time.

The heroic spirits of Iskandar's army dissipated completely the moment they came into contact with it.

Less than a second.

The king's army disappeared as Iskandar's mental image was shattered, leaving only the Gordias Wheel moving forward.

Then, even it stopped.

It was a complete defeat.

Iskandar's proud army was nothing compared to Gilgamesh.

The King of Conquerors looked at his sword with a slightly sad look on his face, then burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha!"

"Boy, we lost!"

"Let's charge again!" Weber said anxiously, "I can provide you with magic power!"

"No." Iskandar shook his head.

"That time just now was the limit of what we could achieve under the circumstances."

Hearing this, Waver's eyes widened.

He realized that this failure was closely related to his own incompetence.

"Iskander, I..."

"There's nothing much to say." The King of Conquerors patted Waver's shoulder. "Failure is something you have to face in life."

"If you lose, you lose. Making excuses will only make you look like you are quibbling."

"Boy, admit it all generously!"

Iskandar turned around and looked up at Gilgamesh.

"I admit that I lost."

"but--"

"Can you let this kid go?"

"He was still very young and shouldn't have died here."

"..."

Gilgamesh nodded.

"It doesn't matter."

"There are so many bugs in the world, we don't need one like this."

"It seems like it's time to wake up from the dream."

Having received the promise, Iskandar looked towards Waver with infinite expectation in his eyes.

"Work hard!"

“I hope that next time I see you, you will become an outstanding talent.”

"Wait a moment!"

Weber's dissuasion was no longer of any significance.

Just like when Iskandar knew that the Endless Sea did not exist, he did not deny this fact.

The King of Conquerors will never escape from reality.

He raised his sword and stabbed himself.

The next moment, blood flew out.

Iskandar fell to his knees and graciously admitted his defeat.

Weber sat slumped on the spot, unable to recover for a long time.

but--

It wasn’t actually a complete win.

Enuma Elish will also consume a considerable amount of Gilgamesh's magic power.

At this moment, his condition is actually not much better than Iskandar.

But he laughed instead—because it was part of the plan.

Gilgamesh turned around and looked at Tōsaka Tokiomi.

Because of the excessive release just now, the one who was responsible for supplying magic power had become quite weak.

At this moment, a figure appeared behind Tōsaka Tokiomi.

That was Kotomine Kirei.

"Teacher, you don't look very well. You should take a rest."

“It’s okay, Kirei.” Tōsaka Tokiomi took out a handkerchief and wiped his lips.

"I can hold on, hurry up..."

Before the man could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his heart.

That was Kotomine Kirei stabbing him with the AZOTH sword.

"Teacher, you really should take a rest."

"Let me handle the rest."

“Kirei…”

With reluctance and pain, Tōsaka Tokiomi stared with eyes wide open, struggled on the ground for a while, and then stopped moving.

Kotomine Kirei never felt sad for a moment about the death of his master.

He simply raised his hand and stretched it towards the unknown distance.

"Assassin, commit suicide."

The next moment, all the Command Seals on Kotomine Kirei’s arms disappeared in an instant.

But he wasn't sad at all.

He simply bowed to Gilgamesh, who had managed to survive by "acting alone."

"Mankind's most ancient king, please teach me how to experience pleasure."

"..."

Gilgamesh's mouth curled up slightly.

"I am not mistaken at all. You are indeed such a person."

The contract was renegotiated.

Kotomine Kirei showed his arm.

All I saw were red marks extending to the shoulders.

This is why Gilgamesh released his Noble Phantasm without mercy just now.

Kotomine Kirei cheated—he added a large number of curse seals to one of his hands.

If nothing unexpected happens, this will become the cornerstone for Gilgamesh to win the Holy Grail War.

Possessing the qualities of a demigod, he will collect the Holy Grail into his own treasure house.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the bridge.

In order to allow Iskandar to advance, Artoria, who lost the response of Emiya Kiritsugu, chose to stay and deal with Assassin.

It has to be said that the combat effectiveness of the Holy Grail War is determined by both the Master and the Servants.

Without the response from her Master, Altria was in great trouble even when facing Assassin, who had the worst overall ability.

1vs80.

This is a duel where even the slightest distraction could lead to disaster.

But when she was still thinking about how to defeat the opponent, she found that the Assassins suddenly began to struggle.

They seemed to have been given some kind of orders.

But its own will is resisting this order.

But in the end, Assassin was still unable to resist it.

They fell one by one and were blown away by the wind in the night.