Shirou, who returned from the Fairy Kingdom

Although Irisviel was dissatisfied, she knew that even if she stayed by Shirou's side, she would only be a burden.

She beckoned the boy to her side and then placed a kiss on his forehead.

“Be careful, Shirou,” Irisviel said.

“Ah, you too,” Shirou said.

"If possible... never mind, it's nothing."

Irisviel shook her head, and Shirou guessed what she wanted to say, so he spoke.

“I will try my best to bring Saber back. You haven’t had a chance to say goodbye to her yet.”

"Shirou...!"

Irisviel looked extremely embarrassed and bit her lip: "Please put your safety first."

"of course."

Shirou smiled and nodded.

"What's wrong, Assassin?"

"No... I just think that Shirou has become more cheerful lately."

"That's it..."

Shirou seemed to be deep in thought.

"Shirou has become more cheerful lately."

—It seems someone else said this to him before.

In the later stages of the pilgrimage, Shirou became much more cheerful than before and gradually opened up to his companions.

But after returning to the history of humankind, he became the boy who had just been liberated from the enslavement of the fairies.

in other words--

As Shirou walked up the long stone steps, he thought to himself:

I am gradually recovering to my peak.

Shirou suddenly stopped and looked up.

A figure stood on the stone steps some distance from the mountain gate.

Although only moonlight could illuminate this deep mountain, the figure still shone with golden light, as if proclaiming that it was different from ordinary people on earth, and that the glory of the king was not given by the sun.

Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

The arrogant king, who loves heights more than anyone else and is more eager than anyone else to look down on the bastards, actually appeared halfway up the mountain, in a place where he couldn't go up or down.

"Did Avanger send you to greet me here?"

Archer crossed his arms and sneered, "Don't talk nonsense. Why would I, the king, take orders from a little girl like that?"

"So it turns out the King of Heroes himself came to greet you... What an honor," Shirou chuckled.

“I once said that I would bring down a judgment on you… Now it is time to fulfill my promise.”

Archer looked down at the red-haired boy and said, "Show me everything you have and then die, Faker."

Shirou's lips twitched: "So it turned out like this... If possible, I hope you can turn a blind eye."

"You probably don't like Avanger either, so why don't you make an exception and let me pass?"

The red-haired young boy put on a fawning expression, but the Golden King ignored him.

"Stop pretending, you bastard."

You speak so sweetly, but you're probably more eager than anyone to clash with me.

"...As expected, you can't hide it from those eyes."

Shirou sighed, and at the same time, he telepathically instructed Lady Avalon to apply all her buffs to him.

Tonight is the last night, so there's no need to hold back anymore.

"Understood, then I will accept His Majesty's advice."

Shirou took a deep breath, calming his mind as still as a lake.

"I have no problem accepting your verdict, but please also pay the corresponding trial costs—with your life, Archer!!"

The moment he uttered those words, Shirou took a large step forward.

His legs underwent magical enhancement by Lady Avalon, revealing intricate magical runes.

That was the protection of the wind.

Shirou plans to use wind magic to get close to Gilgamesh in one go.

But at that moment, the dim moonlit night was illuminated as if it were daytime by golden light.

"!!"

The space around the red-haired boy began to distort.

Dozens, hundreds, thousands of magical artifacts emerged from the void.

That was a move Gilgamesh had intended to use on Shirou, but it was interrupted by his Master's unromantic recall.

A 360-degree Noble Phantasm bombardment is created around the enemy.

A truly comprehensive saturation attack with no blind spots.

The original texts of the most famous treasures in human history were launched at the same time and then exploded on the boy.

From a distance, it looks like a spherical golden cage.

At the center of the cage lies a pitiful boy, utterly powerless to resist the onslaught of the Noble Phantasm.

Even Gilgamesh himself wondered if he had gone a bit too far.

If you bombard the brat until not even a trace of his soul remains, won't you end up not even having time to gloat after your victory?

Shirou Amamiya's body, soul, and spirit should have disintegrated under the attacks of weapons coming from all directions—but—

Within the cage of light formed by countless Noble Phantasms, a new magical power emerged.

The new magic was so powerful that it even overwhelmed the immense magic of the Gate of Babylon.

"What……?"

The King of Heroes first frowned, then smiled: "So you've finally arrived."

"Command my body with a command spell."

Shirou whispered, the Command Seals on the back of his hand flashing crimson light.

The red-haired child's figure began to change in the bright light in the next instant.

Accompanying the change in her form was an unbelievable outpouring of magical power.

After replenishing his mana last night, Shirou's mana power now far exceeds that of the night he fought the sea monster.

The magical power emanating from the "Dead Count Shapeshifter" state was like an invisible hammer of wind, knocking away all the weapons thrown down by "Gate of Babylon".

The arrogant golden aura was torn apart, revealing the boy's true form under the moonlight—

A powerful wind swirled around the tall, slender boy.

The uncontrollable magical power swept through like a tornado, blowing away all the Noble Phantasms shot by "Gate of Babylon".

Not only is the magical power immense, but the concentration is also exceptionally astonishing.

Normally, if an ordinary person inhaled the airflow around Shirou, their lungs would likely be burned through.

This is one of the powers possessed by Shirou—the "Nameless King" from another world.

Unable to use "Magic Release", he learned a skill called "Wind King Barrier (Release)" while conquering countless battlefields.

Shirou simply stood there, and the overflowing magical energy formed a protective barrier around him.

While it wouldn't be able to withstand any attack, at least the "Gate of Babylon," which is just randomly projected without being released in its true form, cannot penetrate Shirou's "Wind King Barrier."

"……snort."

Gilgamesh curled the corners of his mouth.

He did not launch a further attack, but waited quietly for Shirou to make his move.

As if in response, Shirou took action.

The "Royal Command Spell" has a duration of only 180 seconds.

He didn't have time to test Gilgamesh like he did last time, so—

Without hesitation, Shirou extended his left wrist and unleashed the strongest magic he possessed.

"―――I am the bone of my sword"

If Kenneth were here, he would be so shocked that he would doubt his life, which has been hailed as a genius by everyone.

Because what Shirou did defied common sense about magic.

What he performed was undoubtedly the most magical of all.

The more powerful the magic, the more preparation time is required. There are even magic tricks that require chanting for days and nights, or ritual magic tricks that are performed by hundreds of people together.

However, Shirou only recited one verse of the incantation this time.

Without any unnecessary movements, a grand magic trick, completed in a single action, unfolded on a path at Mount Enzo.

The world is being eroded.

Boiling flames raged everywhere.

Something resembling white lines constantly moved across the ground.

In an instant, the mountain road in the dead of night was transformed, and everything around it collapsed like a graffiti board.

Incredibly quickly, this world was replaced by another world.

"Hmm."

Gilgamesh calmly surveyed the surrounding scenery.

Everywhere you look, there is a vibrant sea of ​​flowers in full bloom.

The cold mountain path in the dead of night transformed into the warm earth of spring.

Above us was a dazzling starry sky that seemed within reach.

In the distance lies the enormous and beautiful pale blue moon.

A world without anything, yet needing nothing.

This is Shirou's inner world, a paradise that he saw only once but was deeply imprinted in his heart and could never forget.

It's actually the "Sea Within the Stars"...!?

Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes.

Even the King of Heroes, who possesses the highest level of clairvoyance, could never have imagined that Shirou's Reality Marble would reveal the Sea Within the Stars to him.

Although he was momentarily captivated by the beautiful scenery before him, he quickly regained his composure and was genuinely disappointed.

The Hero King glanced disdainfully at the flowers at his feet: How can you fight with something like this?

It's nothing compared to the exhilarating, scorching desert world of the Conqueror King.

Compared to the invincible legion summoned by the "King's Army", this place is far too deserted.

"To have even a sliver of hope for you was my greatest mistake."

The King of Heroes sighed and said impatiently, "You don't think that showing me the flower field in your head is enough, do you?"

"of course not."

Shirou stood amidst the sea of ​​flowers, silently gazing at the King of Heroes in the distance.

"...?"

Gilgamesh sensed something was wrong, and just then—