A magical screen projected onto the wall, showing two figures standing a kilotre apart, facing each other across the city blocks.
The white-haired, golden-eyed young man held an unnad iron bow, his robes fluttering in the wind. The golden king stood with his arms crossed, his treasury arrayed behind him.
"Oh, this is going to be a fierce battle."
Soone said, sitting backwards on a chair, chin resting on the backrest, lazily watching the magical screen as if it were a movie.
Beside him, Miyu, dressed in casual clothes, glanced at her Master, her brother, but also occasionally turned her gaze to the man beside her.
White hair, black eyes, skin a shade of brown, well-defined muscles on his exposed arms, and the distinctive lightning-shaped ends of his eyebrows.
It was worth noting that Sakatsuki did not have such eyebrow features.
"Strange?"
As if sensing Miyu's gaze, the man didn't turn his head, answering casually.
"When I was at the Einzbern Castle, I disguised myself as that guy. This is actually my true appearance... Of course, the soul is another matter."
Miyu remained silent, but in her heart, she agreed with the man's last statent.
Although she had a vague feeling that Sakatsuki's appearance had changed, she could still sense the genuine affection in his heart, just like the brother in her hazy mories.
But this man was different.
Even if he let his hair down, his hairstyle would be identical to Sakatsuki's, but at his core, Miyu couldn't feel any connection between them. It was as if this man had never t a girl nad "Miyu" in his life.
Although she had been montarily distracted by his appearance and let him take her away, the reason she hadn't tried to escape was because she felt a stirring in her spiritual core.
It was as if soone kept telling Miyu that this man could be trusted.
"Who... are you?"
"Just a naless character. Although the Counter Force thinks highly of and stubbornly grants its protection, in the end, I'm just a failure. All I can do is push the responsibility onto others."
"You're not my brother."
"Of course not. And I also know that the guy who delayed the entire Holy Grail War for you hasn't realized that he's not your brother."
"Not my brother? What are you talking about? My brother is..."
"From the very beginning, the Servant he summoned was wrong."
The man cut off Miyu's rebuttal, speaking calmly.
"Without a catalyst, the 'bond' between him and you isn't strong enough to summon an irregular Servant like you."
"If the summoning ritual had been normal, the Servant Sakatsuki summoned should have been the complete opposite of you."
In front of the stunned Miyu, the man's voice carried a hint of mockery, though it was unclear who it was directed at.
"If he still hasn't realized it by now... Hmph, he won't be as 'lucky' as ."
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Two figures stood a kilotre apart, facing each other across the city blocks.
Sakatsuki held an unnad iron bow, his white robes fluttering. Gilgash stood with his arms crossed, his treasury arrayed behind him.
"If you want to challenge my authority, then go ahead and try, chef."
"Before we start, how about a wager?"
Despite the distance, the two could converse without any hindrance.
"Oh? I'd like to hear what kind of trick you're trying to pull, chef."
"Simple. Let's use the outco of this battle as the wager. The winner can demand a treasure from the other."
"Hmph, so you're still coveting my treasury!"
"Not at all. I just want to get myself a better bow."
"Save it, fool. I don't see anything on you worth collecting!"
Surprisingly, the usually proud Gilgash rejected Sakatsuki's wager. His raised eyebrows showed his impatience.
"I already granted you a golden apple last ti as a favour. Don't push your luck, chef!"
Behind him, golden light flared, and a spear shot out, heading straight for Sakatsuki's head with a whistling sound.
Sakatsuki drew his bow and easily shot it down. But then, in the vision provided by his Clairvoyance, ripples began to spread across the night sky, illuminating it like daylight.
"If you like shooting so much, then take this!"
With a command, the Gate of Babylon behind Gilgash unleashed its radiance.
Although he had agreed to a proper Archer battle, for Gilgash, this was no different from his usual fights—just open the 'Gate of Babylon' and throw out the Noble Phantasms inside.
And Sakatsuki was all too familiar with this kind of attack. But this ti, he didn't resort to any other thods.
This was a rare opportunity to train with the Hero King Gilgash himself. The only way to respond was with the bow in his hands!
His 'Clairvoyance' was fully activated, his eyes like caras rapidly capturing the incoming lights. Then, using projection magic not for attack but for an endless supply of arrows, he nocked and fired arrows in rapid succession, intercepting each Noble Phantasm, his speed so fast that it left afterimages.
If even one slipped through, Sakatsuki's position would be bombarded. So he had to give it his all to withstand Gilgash's onslaught.
After a wave of Noble Phantasm bombardnt, Sakatsuki, slightly out of breath, locked eyes with Gilgash, his gaze fearless.
"Oh, not bad, chef."
Gilgash said, his snake-like eyes narrowing, a pleased smile on his lips.
"I don't know why you're handicapping yourself, but if you insist on using only archery to face , then I'll grant you a swift end!"
With Gilgash's declaration, the "Gate of Babylon" expanded further, looking like a golden wall standing behind him.
Countless Noble Phantasms shot out like machine gun fire, creating a whirlwind of light and impact between the sky and the ground.
Dozens, hundreds, thousands of Noble Phantasms were being hurled toward the young man at the end of the path.
Spears, Axes, Dragon-slaying swords, Demon-destroying blades, Heroic spears stained with blood, Formless bolts of thunder.
Every Noble Phantasm humanity had ever created, their prototypes, were rcilessly unleashed, all to tear apart the small figure a kilotre away.
Without a doubt, this was a curtain of death, a hellish barrier that would crush anyone in its path. Faced with such a terrifying wall of despair, even the most brilliant strategist could only retreat in despair or face certain death.
The human brain couldn't process so much information about the Noble Phantasms in such a short ti, analyze their properties, and co up with counterasures.
But Sakatsuki wasn't a strategist, nor did he intend to understand them all.
Death was rushing toward him, and the only response the young man gave was to draw his bow and fire a single arrow!
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