Type-Moon: Shinji Matou Also Wants to Be the Protagonist

Each piece exudes a terrifying pressure capable of destroying a city.

But the next moment, a natural barrier suddenly unfolded from Iskandar's body, enveloping him.

"Goredia, kill!"

Almost at the very moment Iskandar unleashed his ultimate attack, trapping Gilgamesh within his Reality Marble.

Shinji then issued the next instruction.

"【Inherent Time Control - 20x Speed】"

Goredia's voice rang out almost the instant Shinji gave the order.

But her position had already shifted to the front of the broken wall dozens of meters away.

"Bang~"

Two overlapping, muffled explosions rang out simultaneously, and two plumes of blood mist burst open beneath the broken wall.

Kirei Kotomine, who was on high alert, had his entire chest and abdomen violently ripped apart, shattering into a cloud of blood mist that slammed against the wall behind him, leaving a crimson stain.

The other muffled thud came from Goredia.

The backlash from the twenty-fold speed-up of the inherent time control exceeded the limits of her physical body, causing her to explode.

Fortunately, the core was not damaged. The bits of flesh that flew out in all directions immediately converged back to the center and quickly reassembled as the flesh writhed.

Chapter 102: The End

Gladys's movements were so fast that, apart from Shinji, no one else had time to react.

Even Kirei Kotomine, the strongest person present, only noticed a white shadow approaching.

But they had absolutely no chance to react to a supersonic attack that could be launched in a second.

The sound of Kirei Kotomine's legs twitching as he collapsed into a pool of blood rang out.

Weber then realized that everything had already been settled.

Kiritsugu Emiya, who was watching from the sidelines, broke out in a cold sweat.

“Teacher Weber, transfer the last Command Spell to me.”

Shinji's voice remained calm, as if killing Kirei Kotomine was as indifferent as crushing a mosquito.

He didn't even glance at the rapidly spreading pool of blood; his gaze was fixed directly on Weber.

Waver was taken aback upon hearing this, but then immediately began transferring Command Seals without hesitation.

However, he also looked at Shinji with some confusion and asked:

What are you planning to do?

"Let's deal with the most troublesome problem before Gilgamesh comes out."

His gaze was fixed on the three-dimensional magic furnace and the small Holy Grail, which were colliding more and more violently not far away.

Perhaps Gilgamesh was summoned by Kirei Kotomine, for the golden light shining even more brightly through the hole in the sky.

Without Gilgamesh's interference, Artoria's pressure on the evil of this world skyrocketed.

As a result, the power of the evils of this world to collide with the Three-Based Magic Furnace has been greatly reduced.

The minor chalice is covered with cracks, as if it will completely collapse at any moment.

Of course, the Three-Base Magic Furnace wasn't much better.

The remains of Albion were not so easily destroyed, but the artificially added materials could not withstand such a high intensity of impact.

"Berserker, destroy them!"

The moment Shinji obtained the Command Seal, he used it on Lancelot, who was lying dead nearby.

Lancelot, who had been staring blankly at the empty sky, was now staring back at Lancelot.

Under the forceful command of the Command Seal, the unfocused pupils suddenly focused into a terrifying red light.

He shot off the ground like an arrow, his body erupting with violent black magic.

At the same time, Shinji removed the [Blue King] power that had been placed on Lancelot.

Given Lancelot's physical condition, this was his final blow.

After the attack, his spirit core will completely collapse and he will return to the Throne of Heroes.

In that case, this final blow should be used to its fullest potential.

For Berserker, rationality is not a good thing, as it lowers his Berserk ability level.

【Berserk】, a Berserker's inherent ability, sacrifices sanity for greater stats.

At this moment, Shinji did something to completely remove Lancelot's sanity and unleash even greater damage output.

"roar~"

Lancelot let out a frenzied roar, and dark magic spread from his body to the [Unbreakable Lake Light] in his hand.

Then, the [Undamaged Lake] was unleashed once more, and Lancelot's aura surged even more intensely.

Shinji's face turned pale instantly.

This time, without the Three Magic Furnaces supplying magic, Shinji experienced for the first time the feeling of his life force being drained.

The glove on my left hand heated up rapidly, and the magic circuit inside began to operate at overload.

Lancelot stomped his feet hard on the ground, and the hard cement floor cracked instantly.

Using this recoil force, he charged straight at the tottering Little Holy Grail and the magic furnace with an unstoppable aura of destruction.

"The chains are broken, and the lake shines again!"

Even when he lost his mind, Lancelot did not forget the release command for his Noble Phantasm.

Dark light gathered on the demonic sword.

It was different from the jet-black beam that spread out when fighting Gilgamesh.

This time, the power of the Noble Phantasm was completely confined to the blade, achieving the ultimate single-target attack.

Under Shinji's expectant gaze, the pitch-black magic sword slashed fiercely at the two intertwined magical costumes.

"Click~"

Even amidst the violent collision of energy, the crisp sound of shattering resonated clearly in the hearts of everyone present.

"No!"

Inhuman roars echoed from the hole in the sky.

A large clump of pitch-black mud was squeezed at the entrance of the cave, desperately trying to crawl out.

"EXcalibur!"

But a fierce battle cry came from behind it, and then a torrent of golden light burst forth from the hole.

The black mud at the cave entrance evaporated instantly in the torrent of light.

Then, the ominous hole began to twist violently, and finally shattered with a crash, turning into magical light fragments that flew everywhere.

The evil and furious roars of this world still echo in the sky.

Against this backdrop, a golden light flashed.

Gilgamesh, wielding the sword Ea, and Iskandar, covered in wounds, return to the real world.

"I'm sorry, this is the best we can do for now."

Iskandar, panting heavily, said helplessly to Shinji.

"It's alright, everything that needed to be done has been done!"

Shinji's voice was calm and even as his gaze swept across the battlefield.

The Lesser Grail and the core of the Trinity Force have been completely shattered.

The violent energy, having lost its carrier, receded like the tide, dissipating into specks of light in the air.

After delivering the final blow, Lancelot vanished completely in a streak of light.

Only a deep sword mark remained on the ground, proving that he had been there.

Iskandar watched all this, smiled wearily, and patted Webber on the shoulder.

Weber was completely exhausted and slumped on the ground, his face showing a mixture of relief at surviving the ordeal and a hint of bewilderment.

He glanced at Shinji, then at the back of his own empty left hand.

There were originally three Command Seals there, but now only faint marks remain.

Gilgamesh sheathed Ea, and the golden ripples of Gate of Babylon slowly closed.

He glanced at Kirei Kotomine's corpse.

"Hmph, to die like that, how boring!"

He then turned his attention to Shinji, who had orchestrated all of this.

Noticing his gaze, Iskandar stepped forward and shielded Shinji behind him.

"Well done, kid!"

The expected attack did not come; instead, Gilgamesh praised them.

These sudden words stunned everyone, even Iskandar glanced at Gilgamesh in surprise.

Shinji himself was slightly taken aback, but he did not show any joy or pride at the praise. He simply met Gilgamesh's gaze, as if waiting for him to say something next.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh's lips curled into a meaningful smile. His smile contained less of his usual violence and disdain, and more of an appreciation for his interesting prey, although this appreciation was still wrapped in his innate arrogance.

However, after giving a word of praise, Gilgamesh stopped paying attention to Shinji.

He doesn't have the habit of explaining his motives to others.

His gaze swept over the crumbling Iskandar and his Master, Artoria who was summoned back by Kiritsugu Emiya with his final Command Spell at the last moment, and Kiritsugu Emiya wandering aimlessly among the ruins.

He snorted coldly, his tone still arrogant, but the domineering aura he exuded had dissipated considerably.

“Bastards, I have temporarily lost interest in you.”

After saying that, a golden light flashed around him, and his figure disappeared from the spot as if he had never been there at all.

The air was filled with the smells of gunpowder, blood, and a faint fragrance left after the magic dissipated.

The Holy Grail War, the catastrophe that swept through Fuyuki City, seems to have finally come to an end at this moment.

Chapter 103: Farewell

Gilgamesh possesses a fairly high level of [Independent Action].

It can maintain its existence even without a Master.

This is also why Gilgamesh was able to emerge from the Reality Marble after Kirei Kotomine's death.

If Gilgamesh wanted to, he could easily have continued the war.

However, on the other hand, the death of the Master in the Holy Grail War means the game is lost.

His willingness to answer the call to participate in the Holy Grail War indicates his acceptance of these rules.

Gilgamesh never broke the rules he accepted.

On the other hand, Artoria was summoned back from the Holy Grail by Kiritsugu Emiya.

Moreover, he seemed to be in pretty good condition, and the sword sheath was also in the opponent's hands.

Gilgamesh had no intention of making things difficult for himself; he'd rather be dignified.

After confirming that Gilgamesh had indeed left, the atmosphere at the scene immediately relaxed.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Iskandar sat down on the ground and cried out in pain, disregarding his image.

With his willpower, the injuries on his body would not affect his fighting spirit, but that doesn't mean he wouldn't feel pain.

He just had to maintain his kingly demeanor and endure it when Gilgamesh was around.

Now that everyone around is someone I know, there's no need to put on airs.