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Rin and Sakura confessed their identities as Masters to Tiné.

When she learned of this, Tiné was so shocked that she couldn’t react.

The two sisters she regarded as her only friends were actually her rivals in the Holy Grail War, which was unacceptable to anyone.

Tiné even couldn’t help but wonder if this friendship had been fake from the start?

Rin guessed Tiné’s question.

Therefore, she also explained that the reason she and Sakura participated in the Holy Grail War was entirely because Moran had assigned them howork.

The content of the howork was to participate in the Holy Grail War.

Regarding the Holy Grail, the two girls had no wish to make to the Holy Grail; the Holy Grail was not what they were pursuing.

Therefore, they would not beco Tiné’s enemies.

Tiné could only half-believe the words of the Tohsaka sisters.

Call it naive, or call it valuing friendship.

Tiné really didn’t want to be enemies with the Tohsaka sisters, especially since Rin had given her simple information.

Let her be full of vigilance from the beginning.

When Gilgash encountered multiple accidents, Tiné’s vigilance ca in handy—

"Lord Gilgash... how could this be!?"

Tiné’s scream ford an echo in the high sky, but it couldn’t reach the ground, let alone the silver-haired woman and Alcides.

As for whether this shout reached Gilgash’s ears as a Servant, it was impossible to predict.

Tiné didn’t expect it to be exactly as Rin said.

Gilgash, who was originally at an advantage, would actually fall into this dangerous situation in an instant.

His hands and feet were pierced by arrows.

The whole person stood motionless like a wooden stake, and Tiné felt that the connection between herself and Gilgash beca extrely weak.

Just like a candle in the wind.

Only a wisp of breeze is needed to blow it out.

"Tiné, it’s ti to make a decision. If you are one step slower, it will be too late to save Goldie!"

Rin issued a stern reprimand that did not resemble the age of a girl.

Pulling Tiné’s consciousness back.

Crying here will not help Gilgash; she must take action as his Master.

At the sa ti, Rin and Sakura also had their own plans.

Both of them are also Masters.

"...How dare you say that? You make it sound like I care about that bastard. Gilgash, do you think this death is not miserable enough? Do you need to add more fuel to the fire?"

The silver-haired woman’s already cold gaze revealed killing intent.

This is a taboo that must not be discussed.

It is the obsession and madness of this goddess of beauty in the past, and it is also the foundation of her appearance this ti.

"Puh... Hahahaha... Did I hit a sore spot? Can’t you stand having your scars reopened? Tsk tsk, your resentnt is so strong that it’s almost drowning people. You completely rember him clearly, don’t you?

Ishtar, if you get dumped, just step down from the stage honestly. Aren’t you ashad to be clinging on and embarrassing the gods?"

Gilgash’s poisonous tongue skills have not diminished in the slightest.

This wave is completely aid at killing him.

Even if he was forced to vomit blood by the goddess’s pressure, his smile still did not disappear.

As if silently saying—

"You are just an unreasonable mad woman, a miserable loser who can only watch her beloved man embrace other won."

He’s dealing damage, still dealing damage with his poisonous tongue!

Mr. Gold is still dealing damage like crazy!

"You’re asking for death!"

Ishtar’s face alternated between green and red.

Flas of anger nearly overflowed from her beautiful eyes.

Her ample breasts rose and fell with her agitation.

This was a forbidden zone that no one could ever touch. Every ti she thought about it, her heart felt like it was being torn to pieces.

In the end, he was with Ereshkigal.

He didn’t even co to see her once.

Whenever she thought of this, Ishtar felt dejected, her heart filled with grief and pain.

Eventually, love continuously fueled her hatred.

Turning her into what she is now.

Even if only the remnants of her divinity remained, she wanted to take fierce revenge on that hateful man for everything.

—It’s not, it’s not that she still loves him!

—She just wants revenge!

"Hmph... Bark away like a wild dog, indulge yourself. How long can you maintain this leisure? The excruciating pain of the poison should be spreading throughout your body by now. Aren’t you going to fall to the ground and writhe in agony? I’ll be sure to laugh at you. Co on, let hear you wail a few tis."

Ishtar cald the anger in her heart.

A cold smile appeared on her lips.

Although it looked extrely vicious, it didn’t detract from her captivating beauty in the slightest.

Indeed, Gilgash was enduring pain at this mont.

His entire body was coursing with an impact that was hard to describe, as if strong acid was flowing through his veins.

Although sweat dripped from Gilgash’s forehead, he still spoke with a contemptuous expression:

"When it cos to barking, I can’t compare to you. I didn’t expect that even after millennia, the arrogance clinging to your soul hasn’t disappeared. It’s like deeply rooted mold."

"Say whatever you want. Speaking of which, I had a hard ti finding you... Making go to that dark and damp cave, that’s enough for you to die ten thousand tis over.

But, seeing you like this is so gratifying.

Luckily, I went to that cave, otherwise, I wouldn’t have found sothing to restrain you like this."

Ishtar played with a key in her hand.

Her smile beca intriguing.

It was the relic that initially summoned Gilgash, one of the spare keys to the Gate of Babylon.

Previously, Gilgash hadn’t paid attention to the key.

He had simply discarded it in the northern cave.

It was only after observing the presence of Moran and Enkidu that he beca serious and cautious.

But, by then, Gilgash had already lost the key.

He didn’t think much about it.

Who would have thought that an accident would inevitably occur, and this unreasonable woman would exploit the loophole.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that.

Gilgash had adjusted the Gate of Babylon in advance, and he had tentatively retained thirty-five ergency gates.

The imdiate priority was to escape the battlefield.

He could feel the snake venom constantly threatening his spirit base. If this continued, he might imdiately return to the Throne of Heroes.

He had to find an opportunity to retrieve the antidote from the treasury.

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