"If you have the honor to pay homage to the king's face, how can you not know it? Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Webb was a little helpless, he finally understood that this war might not be as simple as he imagined.

Gilgamesh, who has awakened to the state of wisdom, is at the level of a half-step god.

Armed with dual swords, Dilumudo can be tough with half-step god-level figures.

And Artoria, who can compete with Dilumudo, is undoubtedly a half-step god-level combat power.

"Thankfully, the Heroic Spirit I summoned is a god-level Skaha? Or should I say that I summoned Skaha to make other Heroes look like this. ”

"Oh, uh... Then you say, should I kill you if you know your real name? ”

Gilgamesh smiled rather than smile, his blood-red pupils staring at the boy below with interest.

The golden spatial ripples appeared one after another behind him as his words fell, followed by swords, guns, swords, halberds, and all kinds of weapons slowly poked out of the spatial ripples, coldly pointing at Weber, who was weak and weak.

“......”

"These are all treasures?!"

When Webber was speechless in the face of a dozen treasures and Gilgamesh, who was not playing cards according to common sense, Alice Phil, who was standing behind Artoria who was holding the sealed holy spear, covered her slightly open mouth in disbelief.

From the ripples of golden space, a part of the torso of various weapons protruded, and the more or less mysterious nature that flowed on their bodies confirmed their identity as treasures.

"How could it be, how could he have so many treasures..."Dilumudo was also a little frightened.

Although he also has more treasures than other heroic spirits, it is precisely because of this that he knows very clearly how difficult it is for the weapons he held when he was born to be sublimated into treasures.

It's okay to say one or two, but it's very difficult for more than five weapons to become a treasure.

So after he saw the dozen or so treasures released by Gilgamesh, he was a little colorless.

Not because of fear, but because of shock.

- Gilgamesh looked at Weber curiously, expecting his answer, he... I wish Webb could surprise him.

As before, when he was not yet materialized, Webb gave him a wonderful feeling when he confronted Kenneth and retorted.

He's bored right now, and he wants to have some fun.

No, it should be said that the reason he participated in the Holy Grail War was to have fun.

The pursuit of the Holy Grail was only because others snatched the Holy Grail without his permission, which made him a little disgusted.

After all, the Holy Grail is a treasure, but everything that is a treasure is his collection.

This is an indisputable fact.

Skaha turned his head and looked at the monarch in the golden-stained sky, his indifferent red eyes with three points of murder and seven points of warning.

The golden king noticed the warning in Skaha's eyes and grinned, "The female king? It's really a rare existence, let me guess which era and which kingdom you are. ”

"Is it Nero Claudius Caesar Augustus Germanicus, the fifth emperor of Rome? Or the last empress of the Isurian dynasty, Empress Irina? Maybe it's Queen Zorditu of Ethiopia. Gilgamesh said unscrupulously, seeing the coldness in Skaha's eyes getting heavier, and he couldn't stop talking.

"Huh? She's also a king? Artoria on the other side was slightly stunned.

Gilgamesh's solipsistic temperament is so strong that it is impossible to deny his status as a king. But Artoria didn't think that Skaha was also the king of a country.

After all, although her body is domineering, there is more momentum that seems to be irrepressible in heaven and earth, so she looks more like a warrior.

"And the heroic spirit of the lion mask over there, your gun is a holy weapon that holds the luck of a country, right? If I'm not mistaken, you're also the king of which country, right? ”

Gilgamesh's gaze was transparent and wise, and Artoria clenched the vicious spear in his hand uncomfortably under his somewhat muffled voice.

She snorted coldly and said, "So what? Whether the king is a king or not is just a matter of identity, isn't that Saber also a king? But do you dare to underestimate his existence? ”

Dilumudo was also very cooperative, looking at Gilgamesh with unkind eyes.

"Ha-" Gilgamesh scoffed, but his laugh was not ill-intentioned, "no, it is not to underestimate the other heroic spirits except the king. It's just that among the Heroic Spirits present, in addition to me, there are two female kings, so I feel a little interesting. ”

After speaking, he seemed to think of something and suddenly said, "But do female kings like to wear masks or masks?" Or is it a style? ”

- Skaha, wearing a black and purple suit and a pitch-black mask. Covered the lower half of her cheek.

And Artoria doesn't need to say much, right? She wears the lion's mask that covers her entire face.

Webb looked at Gilgamesh, who said this and that, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

He said that he didn't feel right, and the appearance of Gilgamesh directly blew up the tense atmosphere!

That man simply thinks of this place as an amusement park!

"Lancer's master, have you come up with any countermeasures in the face of the threat of force from the enemy?" Gilgamesh bowed his head and said to Webber after talking about Skaha and Artoria in succession.

Webber let out a wry smile weakly at this, he was now sure that Gilgamesh was here to play.

Is it because he has been cultivated as a king since he was a child, and he has no time for entertainment and no time to play, so he wants to make up for it now and want to be happy?

Is... Bastard!

You Gilgamesh can play and can be pleasant, but I Webb... But one wrong step is the end of death!

Sure enough, even if you have an epiphany, you are no longer frivolous, you are still the same you, that Gilgamesh, the king of the ego, the tyrant of the ego!

"Countermeasures... ? ”

Webb lowered his head, scattered gray bangs covering his eyes.

The pitch-black spirit son appeared and condensed behind him, and an ominous aura covered the entire commercial street in an instant.

"He, and a Heroic Spirit?" The eyes of everyone present, not including Skaha, widened.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

A brutal cry that did not resemble a human came from the mouth of a heroic spirit condensed by a black spirit child.

He was wearing heavy black armor and a black helmet, and his whole body was protected from top to bottom, and the only place that was not covered by the armor was the eyes on the helmet.

But look from the outside, and don't see the eyes.

All you can see is the scarlet color of flames!

"Let him come and bring you a little pleasure—" Webber looked up suddenly.

-- His eyes were cold.