Gilgamesh said, throwing the potion in his hand.
Tiné accepted it in fear and trepidation.
The Potion of Youth was bestowed upon her in this way, Gilgamesh was as extravagant as ever.
Once he is happy, he can bestow nectar that is sweeter than syrup.
Gilgamesh is such a king.
Afterwards, Tiné saw Gilgamesh take out a key-shaped piece and point it straight at the sky.
"Don’t confuse this with that one just now, that’s just a spare replica at best. This is the real thing!"
Gilgamesh seemed to have some kind of unwarranted obsession.
There was a vague meaning of belittling that key.
As for whether he had an opinion on the key itself, or on the person who forged the key, it was unknown.
"Yes, this one is more dazzling!"
Tiné stared intently at the King’s Law Key.
She was completely attracted.
Not just lip service, but heartfelt praise.
Also thanks to Tiné’s childlike innocence, her subconscious praise made Gilgamesh laugh even more happily.
"Hahaha! Very good, little girl, you have good taste! It has to be , my King’s Law Key is much better than that guy’s key!
However, don’t relax, Tiné. If you want to prove yourself as a qualified subject, then catch up to my pace."
The magical storm caused by the King’s Law Key eroded the space.
Countless lines like magic circuits were engraved in the sky, and the door to the world itself was opened by Gilgamesh.
The King’s Law Key melted away like snow.
As if merging with the world.
"You must know that if you can’t even withstand the breeze of this kind of duel, then you are not qualified to step onto the battlefield with me!"
The moment Gilgamesh finished speaking.
He suddenly clenched his palm, as if he had caught something.
The wail of space sounded.
Several cracks suddenly appeared out of thin air.
Suddenly, the world became as fragile as glass, and shattered with a bang. The sword born from the origin was held in his hand.
"EA (Sword of Rupture), although you just woke up and are in a bad mood, just accompany me to enjoy this feast for now."
Gilgamesh seemed to be murmuring to the sword.
A red light emerged from the blade of the Sword of Rupture.
As if hearing the sword’s response, he raised his head with joy and pleasure: "No need to worry, I won’t let anyone get bored!"
Afterwards, Gilgamesh took an incomparably arrogant, yet incomparably elegant step and disappeared before Tiné’s eyes.
This unbelievable scene left Tiné in a daze.
It goes without saying how great the risk is for a Servant to leave their Master’s side without permission.
However, Tiné was attracted by Gilgamesh’s kingly aura.
So much so that she didn’t come back to her senses for a while.
Anyone facing that situation could only prostrate themselves before Gilgamesh, and she couldn’t be blamed.
No matter how mature she may seem.
It still doesn’t change the fact that she is a child.
Of course, Tiné couldn’t use a Command Spell to force him to return either.
Although the time they spent together was very short, she already understood Gilgamesh’s personality. If she wanted to win the Holy Grail War, then she must never forcibly command Gilgamesh.
Tiné intended to listen to Gilgamesh’s words.
Follow the King’s footsteps and witness the war.
No matter what happens next, she will see it with her own eyes and engrave it in the depths of her mind.
At this moment, the girl, who should have eliminated her emotions, felt fear of the unknown, as well as—excitement and exhilaration.
At the same time, Snowfield Central Avenue.
"This fluctuation... it’s coming from the forest!"
Irisviel’s delicate body trembled slightly.
She sensed a magical energy fluctuation coming from the forest outside the city.
It was undoubtedly the presence of a Servant.
However, she was still taken aback when she personally felt this immense and powerful force.
"It’s starting... Iris, we need to find a good spot to watch this show."
Moran narrowed his eyes with pleasure.
His heart couldn’t help but feel joyful and excited.
Irisviel then realized that the show he was referring to was this.
As expected, her man was as reckless as ever, but she found it very exciting and interesting.
Moran took Irisviel’s hand.
Then, a wave-like radiance flickered.
No one noticed how they quietly left the city.
Because the magi in Snowfield City were all stirred up.
Everyone sensed that immense magical power.
Various factions sent their familiars flying towards the source of the magical power, each with a bad feeling in their heart.
As if something big was about to happen.
At the same time, in the center of Snowfield City, on the roof of a building.
The nameless female assassin stood among the towering buildings in the center of Snowfield City, on the roof of the tallest casino hotel, Crystal Hills.
Her mind was filled with thoughts of her encounter with Moran.
That man not only rudely touched her forehead but also said it was a favor and that she would be grateful later.
Now, the female assassin only felt displeasure.
After Moran lightly touched her forehead, she felt the amount of magical power in her body decrease significantly. Although maintaining her actions was not a problem, she could no longer use her Noble Phantasm as frequently as before.
Despite her displeasure.
She couldn’t dwell on it too much and had to end this Holy Grail War before her magical power ran out.
The female assassin, holding this thought—
Suddenly, her gaze shifted towards the desert outside the city, staring intently without moving her eyes.
As if to see through the horizon where the sky and earth meet.
"Ha! Hahahaha! I knew it! I knew it! You, with such firm beliefs, so lovable! How could you just disappear like that! Ah... wonderful... wonderful... this world is never boring...!!"
On the roof of another building.
Jester looked at the female assassin from several kilometers away, trying to suppress the joy and excitement in his heart.
For the fact that the female assassin was still alive.
He was moved to tears.