"Ah... to make such a beautiful you kneel, to shatter your faith, and then to see the expression on your face when your power is drained! It must be very pleasant! It must be very illusory! It must be very beautiful!"
Jester showed an entranced smile.
While shedding tears of joy.
The Dead Apostle nad Jester Karture was reborn.
However, sensing the strange fluctuations coming from the northern desert, a chill ran down his spine.
Like an animal facing a natural disaster.
That feeling of unease that cannot be defied.
Even Jester, who doesn’t know much about sensing auras, can clearly sense that there is sothing extrely large in the desert area.
Perhaps this is also why he has lived for quite a long ti.
That’s why he is so sensitive to life and death.
"This battlefield is the red carpet for and her, please set off so luxurious fireworks."
Jester was not uneasy.
His eyes were only on the female assassin high on the building, not taking the danger that could lead to death into account.
Even if it really leads him to destruction.
Presumably, given the character of this Dead Apostle, he wouldn’t think it’s a big deal.
From the mont he beca a Dead Apostle.
He was already dead.
What does it matter if he dies again?
Snowfield, desert area
The two who caused the magical storm have already t.
Gilgash was high in the air, while Enkidu was on the ground looking up at the sky. The two communicated with their eyes.
Enkidu’s Master is the Silver Wolf.
Originally, this Silver Wolf was a sacrifice used by a magus participating in the Snowfield Holy Grail War for Heroic Spirit summoning.
However, by a twist of fate.
The Silver Wolf, who was supposed to be sacrificed, beca the Master.
Enkidu, who could not be summoned by humans, also manifested because of the Silver Wolf’s beastly nature.
After settling her Master, she made a special trip to this desert area to reunite with her friend.
At the mont of eting.
They didn’t even exchange a word, just launched an attack with joyful and refreshing smiles.
This is their Uruk way of communication.
For a mont, the two seed to be imrsed in mories.
Rembering the frolics and fights in Uruk.
Those past mories made the hero and the king miss them very much.
Using a blow that tears the world apart to open the curtain, the aftermath of the battle between the two Servants imdiately spread.
The sky collapsed and the earth cracked.
More than 70% of the familiars that ca to the desert were destroyed in one blow, unable to withstand even the aftermath.
As if the world here is repeating destruction and rebirth.
"This... what exactly is this...!?~"
Tiné felt a large amount of magical power flowing out of her body.
The magic circuits were like an over-operated factory, as if sending out a wail of protest to the owner.
Even the bones were creaking.
If Tiné was not connected to the Snowfield ley line, she would not be able to withstand this huge consumption of magical power.
Recalling what Gilgash said earlier.
The little girl, unable to even twist her expression in the face of such a mighty force, chose to endure the pain.
She is the head of the Chelc clan.
Behind the girl are hundreds of clansn, and as a leader, she cannot show a weak side.
Moreover, if she can’t even withstand this "breeze".
How can she follow Gilgash?!
How can she drive the usurpers out of this land, she must take back the holand of her clansn!
In addition to Tiné and others who endured the aftermath of the storm.
High in the sky, Moran took the Vimana from the Gate of Babylon, and he was with Irisviel on it.
At the sa ti, he also provided live broadcasts for Morgan and the other won.
Compared to Tiné’s embarrassnt, Moran faced such a force that could overturn the ground, as refreshing as a spring breeze.
Because of this blow that made the planet roar.
The desert area also beca dusty, and Gilgash gradually descended from the sky.
"Heh, I’m relieved."
This was the first sentence Gilgash said.
Although this kind of fight, even in the past, was dangerous enough to send them to the underworld if they were not careful.
However, in the eyes of the two, this is just a trivial matter.
If you want to confirm the identity of a past friend.
This is the best way to verify it.
"However... to specially run to the desert to welco , you are still as willful as ever. Instead of treating , you would choose to prioritize caring about the forest idiot, only you would do that."
"I don’t have that qualification. As a tool, how I should behave depends entirely on the user. Ah, but this choice is based on my own judgnt, it’s enough for only to be hated by the desert."
The two had a brief exchange.
Sure enough, as Gilgash expected, they reunited once again in this distant future.
Uruk is not their end.
"...User? Hmph, the only one who can summon you is that Moran guy... where is he?"
Gilgash looked around.
Like a snake trying to catch a frog, his eyes revealed a hint of urgency.
"Moran... he is not my Master."
"What... not Moran? The one who can make you choose to beco a Master is not him? However, I am curious to know who this mongrel is who can make you say this. Let appraise him, to see if this person has any value."
Gilgash looked as a matter of course.
Just like when he first t Enkidu, he fought to determine whether Enkidu was qualified to be by Moran’s side. It’s like a younger brother caring about his older sister.
At the sa ti, he is also like an overbearing old father, not allowing his family to associate with so disreputable people.
"Gil, even now, you are still putting on such a tyrannical front, that’s not good."
Enkidu smiled gently.
Like a gentle older sister giving advice.
Gilgash said lightly: "No matter when, I am . Both the King and you have appeared here. I don’t believe that guy won’t co, he is not the kind of man who would let go of this kind of fun."
"Hehe, what is the answer~"
Enkidu’s smile was like a blooming flower.
It looked particularly beautiful in this barren desert.
She did not reveal the answer directly.
As early as when she descended into the forest, she had captured Moran’s aura through the ley lines.
For this reason, she was very happy, very happy.
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