Proposed by the most beautiful you in the world [Comprehensive]

When hearing such words without any cause and effect, but unavoidably revealing extremely arrogant words between words, Tohsaka Rin was stunned and did not answer.

She is very clear that the person who speaks does not need her to respond, rather than speaking to her, it is more like a soliloquy, or a declaration with a simple meaning.

But to whom are they announcing?

Tohsaka Rin's luck has always been good. He was successfully selected as one of the participants in the Holy Grail War, and even more smoothly summoned an extremely powerful heroic spirit.

After learning the true name of the heroic spirit, she was ecstatic, and could almost believe that the Holy Grail was within her reach.

Ozymandias, the greatest pharaoh in Egyptian history, appears as a Rider.Even if the pharaoh's airs are so big that Tohsaka Rin can only serve him carefully as a courtier, her excitement is self-evident.

Although the Rider summoned with a slate full of unknown characters can't be treated in a normal way, it can't be said that it's not easy to get along with——

That's right, he basically doesn't talk to the master in name very much, and the only thing he can count as "communication" is a few words that seem to be talking to himself.

At that time, the Heroic Spirit stopped by the window.

The clock hanging on the wall shows the time when night is about to fall, and the last afterglow of the evening sun penetrates the slanting clouds in the sky.

The dim beam of light in Zizhong obviously had no clear target, but seemed to have a sudden longing to follow, and gathered in front of the dusty window on the second floor.

He didn't disarm the entity.Under the golden armor, the man's body bathed in the light is so heroic, he is worthy of being the incarnation of the sun god who is favored alone in the world.

Tohsaka Rin hesitated a few steps behind Yingling. For a moment, she suddenly became curious and wanted to go to the window to take a peek: After staring out for so long, what is he looking at?

There is a feeling that can't be found and can only be regarded as intuition. He seems to be waiting for someone, as if a familiar figure will be reflected in his eyes in the next second.

But that's a bit unbelievable. Does such an arrogant and arrogant Pharaoh also have someone he cares about?

And the answer turned out to be...

--have.

He couldn't wait to hold him in his arms.

*****

"Visiting the host's house without an invitation requires proper etiquette, which must not be slack."

Using this sentence as an excuse, Airlie circled back and forth several times within a radius of [-] meters around Tohsaka House, and successfully made the originally bright sky painted with black ink, scattered stars and street lamps illuminated. light their way.

Matou Ying followed him around with a good temper, until he stopped in front of the long-closed flower shop and stared blankly at the anti-theft door that was pulled to the ground, finally couldn't help it, and covered it with his hand. Shut up and smiled softly.

"Mr. Caster, the flower shop closes at seven o'clock in the evening."

Ellie said with a blank face: "Oh, that's right, I don't know the business hours of the human vendors."

The point is not this, it should be said that he basically didn't put his mind on preparing the meeting ceremony for the people who were going to visit, and the passage of time was not in the scope of his attention.

He looked up, and the few stars in the night sky twinkled and twinkled, as if mocking him.

The considerate girl seemed to have sensed his embarrassment hidden in the silence, and said again: "It's a little troublesome to choose a suitable gift at this time."

"Is that so?"

"Well, then..." Matou Sakura said with a smile, "We can help with the cooking, Mr. Caster has some ingredients."

Airlie lowered his head again, staring at the vegetable basket he was carrying all the way.

Originally, these were dinner ingredients prepared for the master, but now that they are processed in another place, it can be regarded as making the best use of everything... right?

He frowned slightly and thought for a while, then quietly relaxed his brows, and nodded in agreement.

"it is good."

Airlie knew the name Rin Tohsaka when reading Sakura Matou's story.

He is very familiar with the circumstances of the two sisters who have been tortured by fate, and it is for this reason that he encourages the master who has revised the past to contact his sister.

The two sisters probably didn't notice that they didn't take the initiative to say a word for so many years, but subconsciously, they were very concerned about each other's every move.

Of course, the Heroic Spirit who thinks wholeheartedly about the Master cannot ignore this point. If the sisters can be reconciled as the first step in the Master's happy life, it will be enough for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Therefore, in order to achieve this goal, even if he... also...

"Bang-"

A few seconds after the doorbell rang, someone hurried out, looking at the visitor with disbelief.

"Wait, what are you doing?!"

The tone of the first sentence that blurted out was slightly inappropriate, but Rin Tohsaka then corrected it subconsciously—no, not at all: "Uh, no, I mean...it's too late at this time! Stupid !"

Long-term habits will not be easily changed, and Matou Ying still has a slight retreat mentality, but she pursed her lips, her gaze shifted slightly, but the heroic spirit standing behind her suddenly pushed her forward in the next second .

"Oh!"

Accompanied by the exclamation, the purple-haired girl could not help but tilt her body, and she was about to fall. Tohsaka Rin's reaction was much faster than her voice, as if at that moment, Rin caught Sakura all at once, and the two girls immediately Hugged together.

"Forgive me, master, meeting and hugging is also a necessary measure to express intimacy and closer feelings." Airlie said.

"Well, Yu thinks so too." Another deep voice echoed.

Airlie: "..."

Appeared.

Golden light spots gathered in front of the door, condensing the tall man's figure.

Arms crossed his chest, smiling golden pupils tightly locked on the heroic spirit not far away, as if he was no longer allowed to escape.

"Ai—"

"stop!"

Under the eyes of a little dissatisfaction, Airlie said righteously: "You don't talk yet."

Ozymandias: "..."

"Every time you open your mouth, the thoughts that I have managed to sort out are messed up."

—Okay, then you go first.

Unable to speak, he had to convey this meaning with his eyes.

In the well-earned silence, Airlie hesitated for a moment, then reached into the basket.

"Ozymandias."

--snort?

"I can't accept your gift anymore. Because, I found that after accepting your gift, my luck... will become particularly bad."

This is the conclusion he has spent many years thinking about and summing up.

to this end--

"I wanted to change one, but it was too late, so forget it."

Finally, he carefully took out the flower hidden in the deepest part.

The wild flowers on the side of the road are as small as fingernails. After such a long collision, half of the petals have fallen off, making them even more ugly.

"So, I will give it to you instead."

The wild flowers in the wind dotted his fingertips. Now, many years later, his voice and his eyes seem to have traveled through time, and came to the thousands of years ago when he first met. Bright teenager.

"This is the gift from Lily."

"..."

At that moment, Ozymandias' gaze also seemed deep and distant.

He finally moved, and before the wind blew, he came to Ellie's body.

The hair rope seemed to be unable to restrain the smooth hair anymore, and it slid down, letting the long blue hair that had lost its restraint pour down like a waterfall, and everything that covered the perfect face created by the god himself disappeared.

The man gently placed the delicate flower next to the young man's ear, and the next moment he held his waist and hugged him.

"You want to win Yu's favor with just such a small gadget? I have to say, well, you succeeded, and Yu is very happy."

"Isn't it normal for you to send me flowers and I will return the same thing to you?"

"You think so, hahahaha——Yu understands."

Ozymandias raised his head, and the corners of his lips curved meaningfully.

The sight he cast was full of heat that could devour the person in his arms. He was always straightforward and made no secret of what was in his heart.

"Princess Yu, have you forgotten the more important gift in return?"

"If you can't remember, now, just look into my eyes."

……not understand.

From the eyes of others, what can we see?

The information obtained in the past has been widely mentioned that what can show the essence of the soul is the brightest eyes on the face. Through that window, any feelings that person has for you-whether it is hatred, love, or Expectation, boredom, can be seen clearly.

But he can't.

It has been like this from the very beginning, not only the emotions he has are shallow and rare, but even the perception at certain times is too dull.

In those golden pupils so close at hand, Airlie could only discern a darker color than usual.

It seems... a bit dazzling.

In another world not long ago, he felt a sting similar to this time. The expression of the man named Edmond Dantès at the last moment is still unforgettable to this day. It can be said that it is also An experience like never before.

Going back in time, someone once said to him:

--like?I never had this ability until I met you, it was you who made the only greenness grow from the eternal dry soil, and it was you who bestowed love on me.It makes me immersed in happiness, and makes me unable not to worry about losing it one day.That's good, please keep your indifference, my love, you are so beautiful, even if you never open your extravagant heart, you can still get tolerance from others.

To be forgiven by others...

Does this sentence mean that he did something that can be called a "mistake" when he was not aware of it?

Ellie felt a little uncomfortable, the sprout hadn't completely broken through the ground, but the current buried point already made him uneasy.

"you……"

He couldn't help opening his eyes wide, trying to figure it out.

"Don't like my return gift?"

Ozymandias' fingers trembled.

Ellie, who was a little more sensitive, finally noticed the subtle change in the man's mind, and tentatively said, "Then, can you put me down first? It feels very strange."

Ozymandias: "..."

Well, Airlie was shocked, thinking that he had said the wrong thing again.

"Otherwise, let's talk in another place and let the Master and the others chat alone..." He suddenly had an idea, "About a friend for a drink tonight, together?"

Ozymandias: "..."

Different from the silence just now, Ellie was once again shocked to find that Ozymandias' aura suddenly changed at this moment, as if pouring another bucket of oil into the already burning brazier.

"friend?"

"The golden guy?"

However, before Ellie answered inexplicably, Ozymandias had already snorted coldly to himself.

"Very good, Yu—"

"Gold? Are you talking about yourself?"

Ellie asked suspiciously.

Ozymandias: "..."

—Airlie, you better stop talking, really.

*****

Gilgamesh meets Ozymandias, kings meet, but they don't feel sorry for each other.

One is the king of Uruk who owns all the treasures of the world, and the other is the great pharaoh who radiates the brilliance of the sun. From the perspective of the former land, there is a lot of overlap. From the perspective of personality, they are quite similar——

But I don't know what went wrong.

"Hello, sun."

"Hello, golden."

An inexplicable and heavy coercion suddenly rose up, almost freezing the invisible space, making the breath of the person swept by this coercion stagnate for a moment.

This is actually not the first time.

The day before, just a few meters away from each other, Gilgamesh took Airlie and Matou Sakura away leisurely under Ozymandias' eyelids.Maybe it was the short look at each other, the foreshadowing of mutual dislike was deeply buried in my heart.

Well, not right.

It should have been earlier.

Before Airlie was summoned, the Golden King and Sun King who were in this city had unavoidable contact.

"Didn't you say you want to drink?"

Ellie, who was caught in the middle, frowned and reminded.

He didn't have a clear understanding of how tense the situation he was facing right now was. He just felt that the two people looked at each other after they met and said a word, and the scene seemed quite embarrassing.

The pre-appointed place was still the old place last night, but as far as yesterday was concerned, the night was dispelled by the half-circle moon and looked brighter.

In the past, he became friends with Gilgamesh and Enkidu by accident, and he has always maintained this way of getting along. It can be said that in Airlie's long life, those two are the only two " friend".

By the way, the concept of "friend" was proposed by Enkidu, but Airlie still didn't recognize it at that time.

But after the strange word was spoken from the man's mouth, he remembered it and never forgot it again.

The familiar way of getting along was moved to the present world. After Ellie sobered up for the first time, he experienced the so-called nostalgia, and immediately asked Gilgamesh to come back the next day.

Drinking together - how nice.

In addition to the mellow aroma of the fine wine collected by the King of Heroes, which is addictive enough, he prefers the warm feeling that will come quietly in a short time, in a trance, as if immersed in a hot spring, and the comfort from the soul begins from the tip of the toe Spread upwards.

After a while of being in a daze, the consciousness gradually sank into a blur, and I could only vaguely feel that the body was very light, lighter than any waking moment.

It can be seen from this that after the meeting, it was found that the two other than him seemed to have no intention of starting the banquet—how rare eagerness arose in Ellie's heart.

Waited a while longer.

The two were still staring at each other, their faces extremely gloomy.

Ellie thought for a while, and decided to learn the lesson of making Ozymandias angry by saying a word before, and don't say anything.

Slowly, slowly, step by step, he moved to the small stone table with wine cups, and finally took a look at the side that was still facing each other.

No one seemed to notice him.

Ellie was relieved.

At first, he kept a straight face and drank in small sips, but in the end, he couldn't help but couldn't stop, and within a quarter of an hour, the large wine cup was drained quickly.

Heroic Spirit, who likes to drink, but gets drunk faster than anyone else after drinking too much, is already dazed and motionless holding the cup. He has always been a heavy sleeper. Even cracking the ground won't wake him up——

The scene at this time is probably not much different from the sky splitting.

After the inherent enchantment unfolded, the king of gold and the king of the sun didn't need to restrain themselves, they fought immediately.

On the eve of the official start of the Holy Grail War, the powerful magic power belonging to the heroic spirits appeared in the center of Fuyuki City, as if to deter everyone.

Except for the person involved, no one knows what the heroic spirit who has the power to end the Holy Grail War in one day is doing in the inherent barrier.

Of course, the huge aftermath caused by the Noble Phantasm's confrontation did not affect Airlie who was also within the inherent barrier.

From the halo that appeared in the void, golden chains protruded, wrapped around the arms of the heroic spirit, and pulled him into the halo——

Therefore, for a long time afterwards, Airlie held the wine glass that he refused to let go, lying in the endless treasures that could be counted as rare treasures like overwhelming, enjoying his unique peace .

*****

There was once a heroic spirit, because he had no prior experience, was too ignorant and too reckless, and made a lot of messes that were almost impossible to clean up.

But no matter how troublesome the mess is, I have to bite the bullet and clean it up.

So, he risked everything and finally managed to finish it. Although his goal was achieved, he lived a miserable life for a long time.

——When the king of Uruk and the king's best friend met him, it just happened to catch up with this embarrassing period.

"You are mistaken, I am not an undead, I am a heroic spirit."

Inexplicably chased by two strangers for hundreds of miles, the first sentence Heroic Ling said to them when he was chased by guns and swords against his neck was this sentence.

There is no ups and downs in his tone, but he can feel the deep desolation in his tone in the straightforward narration. If possible, he can probably see more obvious sadness and sadness from his face——

Unfortunately, it is not possible.

Because this "undead" who claims to be a heroic spirit doesn't have anything that can be called a "face" at all.

When first seen, he was sitting by the lake in the middle of the forest.

Mottled tree shadows swayed on the green carpet of weeds from time to time, but strangely, the black shadows swaying wantonly in the wind seemed to be separated by some transparent barrier, or threatened by some terrible existence. Not daring to get close to the general, showing a sneak space in a certain area.

When the vision is clear, the people who have found here will immediately understand the fear of the shadows.

That's really——it's both weird and inexplicably funny.

From a distance, it looks like just an armor with its back to the woods, as if it was deliberately posed and placed on a boulder by the lake.The texture of that armor seems to be very good, as can be seen from the details, without any signs of wear and tear, but under the sun, it always makes people feel that the reflected light is a little dim.

Then, the armor moved.

--I see.

The armor is just a cold tool, and the real signs of life are still under the cover of the armor, but they can't see the characteristics of humans, monsters, or any other creatures.

The "thing" that props up the armor and allows it to move and walk is just a "fog" that shines brightly

Gilgamesh used the tip of his sword to fly the silver helmet that was almost floating in the air. The helmet flew high and smashed into the grass in the distance, but the fog had not dissipated.

Looking at the spectacle in front of him, the young Wang Qing gasped, the real situation was quite different from what he imagined in advance.

The good friends Gilgamesh and Enkidu came here after hearing a strange rumor by chance.

According to the villagers living nearby, an undead appeared in the depths of this forest.

The undead wandered around the lake for a long time, occupying the rich forest as their own territory. Everyone who accidentally stepped into the forest would be cursed by it, and walked to the lake unknowingly. The undead grabbed his feet and dragged them into the depths of the lake.

Over time, there are no traces of hunters in this forest anymore, and even the animals seem to disappear overnight. The sun shines on the top of the tree tops, and in the shadow of the fallen trees, it seems that the wailing voices of dead souls can always be heard .

When the young Wang heard the news, he was immediately excited, and said to his friend: "The opportunity has just come to you. Let's compete to see who can subdue that vicious undead."

Enkidu readily agreed, so they stepped into the rumored forest with a deep shadow of death without fear, and they did find the rumored "undead" after a while...

"I didn't do anything, I just sat here in a daze...you suddenly attacked me, of course I have to run away."

Even though he was about to be ruthlessly killed, the voice of the "undead" was still faint, but the difference from before was that the hidden gloom had turned into confusion.

"There was a human child who strayed into the dense forest and accidentally fell into the lake. I rescued him, sent him to the exit of the forest, and came back here. Afterwards, hordes of humans surrounded me Hold on, I don’t want to give my sword that I wanted to take away with trembling hands, so they never came again.”

Enkidu squatted down, and tapped the armor that was lying obediently on the ground with the tip of his spear.In this era of more than 2000 BC, the exquisite sterling silver shell used by the undead can be said to be quite rare: "You are not an undead, and you don't have the breath of a monster. What are you?"

"Undead" said: "As mentioned above, I am a heroic spirit."

"Signing a contract with a human master and fulfilling his wish is equivalent to making a demon. However, I am quite weak now, and I can't even maintain a basic human form, let alone use magic power. My master took the initiative to cancel the bond with me. contract, and let me get out of the way-"

"I estimated that the current distance should be considered far, so I stayed at ease."

Enkidu: "..."

Gilgamesh:"……"

Although they don't understand what heroic spirits and familiars are, it doesn't prevent them from understanding the more important part.

"So, you are an elf abandoned by your master?"

"Yes."

"Oh, then do you still need a master?"

"If you can... need it, because if there is no magic power supply, I will disappear."

"it is good!"

Under the surprised eyes of his friend, the green-haired Enkidu put away his gun, and raised his brows and eyes with joy: "It's very simple. I'll be your master."

"Gil." Enkidu bent down, picked up the heavy armor with all his strength, and turned his head to look at Gilgamesh, "I don't know why, but I seem to like him very much."

How did Gilgamesh respond back then?

Oh, now that I think about it, it seems to be——only glanced at the silver armor with shining spots flowing inside, and then said indifferently: "Take it away if you like it, anyway, it's your thing."

Whether it's Gilgamesh or Enkidu, in their perception, there are only a few things in this world that can make people "love": fine wine, beauties, wealth, and power and status.

Gilgamesh is the mighty king of Uruk, which of those things that human beings are obsessed with is not owned by him?

As for Enkidu, he was born as a god-made weapon, both complete and incomplete, "nothing he particularly likes" means to him that once something unexpectedly arouses his strange interest, he will explode Out of strong curiosity.

Therefore, "like" can be seen as a sign of dominance.

Gilgamesh would not compete with his buddies, and of course, at present, he has no interest in counterfeits after discovering that the so-called undead are not undead at all.

After exchanging a few more words, Enkidu signed a contract with the "heroic spirit".

The bored Wang waited at the side, and accidentally glanced at the side that was still talking——

Enkidu seemed to be asking for the heroic spirit's name.

The figure of the friend's back blocked most of the heroic spirit's figure, and the unintentional and casual sight only roughly saw a few parts that happened to be exposed outside the outline.

With the contract, the power that was originally scattered in nothingness was suddenly enriched. Although it was not to the extent of bringing the dead back to life, it was still enough to condense the almost slack body a little.

What Gilgamesh saw was a strand of blue hair that the Heroic Spirit inadvertently revealed.

What a brilliance, even brighter than the most priceless gems in his collection.

"Ah, master, my name is..."

— Airlie.

In this way, the heroic spirit Ellie followed them back to the royal city of Uruk.

The reason why Heroic Spirit was rejected by the original owner and even told him to "scroll away" was known soon after.

When he appeared, he stated that he was willing to fulfill his wish for the master, but when it really came time for him to implement it, this heroic spirit who was said to be "the incarnation of a hero who has great power and transcended human beings after death" was actually useless at all.

Let him use a few magic tricks to make the master rich - sorry, the conditions are limited and can't be used.

Let him use the sword he carries to fend off a few menacing enemies—it is estimated that he will be knocked down by the enemy after a few hits.

Well, then you go to be a spy and listen to the enemy's intelligence——

"I haven't tried this kind of task before." Heroic Spirit confessed honestly: "If it was me before I was injured, there should be no problem. Now I may just..."

Holding his rusted iron sword like a ghost in armor, the Heroic Spirit paused for no reason.

Then, "touch" the floating halo that is roughly the same position as the face.

He seemed to be very sad: "I used to be really good-looking."

As he said that, the two groups of slightly darker light spots corresponding to the eyes faced Enkidu, and his master was a brave warrior with a soft and beautiful face like a girl.

"Better looking than master."

Enkidu didn't get angry because of the heroic spirit's words, but became more curious: "Really?"

"Ah."

Gilgamesh, who heard the conversation without wanting to hear it, raised his eyelids, disbelief written in his eyes.

"Really." Heroic Spirit repeated.

For some reason, the Heroic Spirit, who basically doesn't take the initiative to offer any opinions, and rarely speaks in front of people other than the master, shows an extremely shocking expression on the question of "was my previous self really that good-looking?" persistence.

And Gilgamesh never liked to be contradicted by people other than close friends.

Seeing that the great war (actually supposed to be a unilateral massacre) was about to start, Enkidu finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"What are you two arguing about—Jill, don't bully Ellie in front of me."

For such accusations, Gilgamesh's attitude is quite clear, that is, disdain.

In his heart, Ellie, who is not even fully human, can be regarded as Enkidu's pet at best, and he tolerates him a little for Enkidu's sake, but he doesn't really care about it.

"It's indeed your character." Enkidu laughed, but the voice behind him seemed to be inadvertently lowered a little, so low that it was impossible to hear clearly without listening carefully.

"However, who would hate such a 'pure' soul?"

In the end, after getting along for a long time, it is a miracle that Gilgamesh's little patience with Ellie was not exhausted.

The fundamental reason is not that the king, whose eyes are higher than the top, suddenly treats people kindly, but—it's not easy, this Ellie, who was raised with a huge amount of magic power, has finally shown a rare usefulness.

He basically doesn't know anything, and his words are so dull that people can't arouse the slightest interest. However, such a boring guy actually hides a secret.

It was completely invisible on the surface, and he used a dull voice to tell a lot of stories that seemed to be extremely far away, but also seemed to be close in front of his eyes, and suddenly he had a strange attraction.

The protagonists of the stories are different, including a young king, a girl who is pursuing her ideals, and a strange magician who he doesn't know how to describe at the moment.

"The one who gave you this sword?"

"Yeah." Ellie's gaze was a little erratic: "Although it was very easy to use at first, it seems that it didn't take long before it became what it is now."

Enkidu was silent for a moment, and said, "That person did it on purpose."

"Ah, really?"

"Very likely? Hahaha."

From an unintentional sentence to the storytelling link, the cause is Enkidu's ever-present curiosity.

He was aroused by Ellie's mention of a girl who became a king and gave birth to a female son with another girl. After digging deeper, he learned more rich content from Ellie. .

It turned out that the person who reduced Ellie from a non-combat special heroic spirit to the current miserable situation was the young king he had mentioned a few words about.

Ellie had used the Noble Phantasm to modify the "past" of that king,

"The cost of modifying the past depends entirely on the scope of influence. If that person is just an ordinary person, even if the trajectory of his life is completely changed, it will not have a significant impact on the world, then the cost is usually to discard what he needs If 'fate' is entrusted to me, it will be trivial and not worth mentioning."

"Relatively, the same reason."

"If it is said that that person is deeply favored by fate. No matter where a slight change in his past experience occurs, it will bring about a subversive disaster, then..."

That would be a nightmare, doomsday, hell on earth, and indescribable despair.

Airlie used the Noble Phantasm for the king, not because he changed his past and got a near-defeating blow.

Not only that, the situation is much, much more complicated than this.

At that time, there were two paths before Heroic Spirit.

The first one is to stand on the sidelines.

Because of his appearance, the king's future has been seriously shifted.

It is preordained in the dark that some people must live, some people must die, and some people will become the dazzling sunlight that will be remembered by history forever - if he dies, he will live, and he will not be able to survive under the mistake of yin and yang. Can achieve the expected status and height.

Invisibly, the "destiny" that always pays attention to all living beings and paves their own paths, or the so-called consciousness of the world, will consciously eliminate all derailed people and things.

There is no room for turning around, and there is no chance to regret or make amends. The moment "fate" realizes that the current road cannot reach the expected destination, the ending is already set.

Even if the king and his country do nothing, they will be reduced to ashes of history due to the sudden and earth-shaking suppression.

Heroic Spirits can do nothing.

If he doesn't intervene, the world line that can be seen at the end will also split into a new reincarnation at the same time as it dies. Everything is according to his wishes, and it will not hinder him who is already a heroic spirit.

The second...there is only a decisive choice left.

It can be summed up in just a few words:

He guides the king's "future" in the bright direction it deserves.

He bears the price corresponding to the changed content of "meeting Airlie, Ozymandias cannot become a heroic spirit after death".

The spiritual core equivalent to the heart was shattered, and the body in the Hall of Valor was also severely damaged. He almost completely disappeared from the Throne of Valor.

What a fluke, fortunately he is a special, abnormal Heroic Spirit.

The magic power that had almost completely dissipated could barely be attached to an abandoned armor in a certain world, and it lingered on for decades before barely returning to the Hall of Valor.

This terrible sequelae did not completely disappear until he was summoned by the master again.

Weak and embarrassed—that's how Gilgamesh and Enkidu see Ellie now.

……

……

When King Ellie's treasury fell asleep, naturally, the sound of the outside world was also blocked by the treasury.

"—Golden, I have limited patience."

What appeared impressively was a pair of golden pupils with the brilliance of the scorching sun, but in the shining light, what was revealed was the opposite of the sunlight, like eyes that were forever frozen under a glacier.

The supreme Sun King has thus far been offended like never before.

He takes a step forward.

There was also a muffled and hidden cold clanging sound coming from under the feet.

however--

The man stared straight at him with eyes that no one in the world dared to look at directly, still had a mocking smile that was not engraved in his heart.

"Ridiculous, I'm afraid the person you threatened was mistaken, Sun."

The King of Heroes said coldly.

He is a Heroic Spirit left over from the last Holy Grail War, who accidentally possessed a physical body.

The appearance of his body and the black slim uniform make him look extraordinarily young, except for the overly eye-catching blond hair, red eyes and foreigner appearance, he seems to be just an ordinary human living in this ordinary world.

However, he only needs to stand here and use his haughty words and contemptuous eyes to let others know his identity without any doubt.

"Although he's still not close to a close friend, that guy is also a rare person that this king recognizes. You can get your hands on the things that this king has kept in Wang Cai!"

Speaking of this, the golden king looked at the already furious Pharaoh, his blood-colored eyes slightly narrowed.

"