The figures of Gilgamesh and Jingu completely disappeared from view, and Fujimaru Rika and Matthew came back to their senses from Altaïr's words.

"King Gilgamesh... That's too unreasonable, isn't it? Rika Fujimaru whispered her displeasure.

Because before leaving, Gilgamesh had clearly stated that the other party knew that there were still a few human gathering points near the Persian Gulf, and he also knew that the impending disaster would definitely bear the brunt of the impact on the Persian Gulf region, not only ignoring those people, but also asking them to ignore it and not save them.

This made the image of Gilgamesh subtly change in Fujimaru Ritsuka's heart.

"Matthew, let's go. Since King Gilgamesh will not save him when he sees death, it is up to us to help those people. ”

"Yes, Master!"

The two of them immediately turned around and prepared to rush to the human stronghold in the Persian Gulf, but before they had taken two steps, they stopped again, looking at Altaïr and Anna, who did not have the slightest intention of responding, in confusion.

"Anna? Altaïr? Fujimaru Rika also spoke.

"I'm her Servant now." So Anna took a stand.

Altaïr sighed softly, seemingly helpless.

"The people of the whole land of Mesopotamia are all the people of Gilgamesh, and perhaps the tyrannical hero king can treat people in a cruel way, but the proud hero king will never allow his people to die in an inexplicable disaster, which will only show his incompetence as a king."

"Huh?"

Fujimaru Rika was stunned, not understanding why Altaïr wanted to mention this at this time.

'The heroic King Gilgamesh, a haughty and self-respecting man, is one of the worst tyrants in the entire history of mankind. Merlin had mentioned similar words before him more than once, half out of Merlin's wicked teasing, and generally as a warning to the Chaldeans.

- Wang, not a good person.

But when they arrived in Uruk, they didn't feel it very well.

Rather, Gilgamesh, though much more arrogant than the Heroic Spirits he once knew, was not unacceptable. Basically on all occasions, Gilgamesh is very reasonable, a wise and decent king. Even when he ran into Bai Hua or Ishtar, he almost became a funny character.

Yes, although I can feel the pride of Gilgamesh in his words, but because of the influence of the presence of Merlin, Ishtar, Bai Hua, Illya and others, the pride that emanates from the bones has deteriorated a little, and in the eyes of Fujimaru Rika, it is portrayed as a tsundere image.

The Chaldean group, who failed to understand Gilgamesh, naturally showed a confused expression.

"Let's put it another way. All human kings have a strong desire to control, and Gilgamesh is the king of kings, with an unimaginable desire to control. All things belong to the king, and only the king has the right to dispose of the king's things, and if he dares to covet his treasures, he gouges out his eyes, and if he dares to stretch out his hand, he chops off his hands. Is that understandable? ”

"Huh? What Miss Altai said... Is it really King Gilgamesh? Matthew covered his mouth, incredulous.

"Wouldn't that be too much?" Rika Fujimaru was a little unimaginable.

"Well, it's a bit exaggerated, but that's right." Altaïr ignored the strange looks of the two and said to himself: "However, do you think it is normal for such a king who is so controlling that he is so strong that he says to abandon his own people? ”

Not normal, of course.

With Gilgamesh's character, even if he is unhappy with those people, his pride does not allow other beings to sanction his people.

This is the principle of Gilgamesh, the law made by the king, and not even the king himself will violate it.

"It's not that I want to save it, but I really can't save it, so I can only use the most 'correct' way." Altaïr said with a sigh.

“··· Is the next crisis already so severe? Fujimaru Rika's face was a little ugly, and she seemed to understand.

"Not even Miss Altair... Really? Matthew still couldn't take it.

"Don't look up to me too much, I'm just a human being, besides, even the gods may not be able to stop what happens next." Altaïr smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Forget it, it is estimated that it will not be a while, you will be able to witness it with your own eyes, and you will be able to understand it by then." ”

The Chaldeans fell silent.

Anna, who originally wanted to say something, also lowered her head obediently at this time.

As for Altair, they are still very convinced. Although the other party sometimes behaves a little... It's hard to put into words, but in several missions and in making plans, Altair's execution and overall vision are quite reliable.

For a moment, everyone felt overwhelmed.

They don't know what to do next.

"Alright, don't waste time here, let's go back to the Persian Gulf."

"Wait, didn't you say there was no way to save it..."

"It's not to save people, it's to take you to meet the great goddess of creation." Altaïr smiled.

If you want to destroy the world, you can't do it with Ciel's strength. And the secondary goal, the destruction of humanity, the other party can't do it, after all, the Servant on the Uruk side is not a vegetarian. Therefore, in order to do this, it is necessary to use external forces.

The only thing that can help Hill now is undoubtedly Tiamat in the Persian Gulf Sea, and it is also Hill's only option.

After that Holy Grail, Ciel will definitely break the seal of Tiamat as soon as possible.

This kind of thing does not need to predict the future, nor does it have to activate the Destiny Clay Tablet to locate the other party, as long as you think a little about it, you can understand it.

"Go ahead, it may be too late, but you have to make sure."

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Meanwhile, on the waters of the Persian Gulf, Hill stared fixedly at the woman in front of him.

A restraining suit that looks rather strange and can completely restrict movement, so that the woman's hands are tightly pressed against her neck, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling. A pair of large, curved horns on their heads indicate that they are not human. However, with her long aqua blue hair, fair skin, and flawless countenance, it can even be said that everything on her body is infinitely close to perfection.

But at this moment, this perfect woman, with her eyes closed, seems very peaceful.

She, asleep.

"Mother."

Hill smiled well, not because he had a deep affection for the woman in front of him, but because he simply felt that he should smile like this.

Immediately, Hill pulled out a large cup of gold.

"Soon, you'll be able to wake up, get out of that nightmare-naissance trap, and tell the world who really is the master!"

Hill's voice trembled, containing intense fanaticism and anticipation.

Then, in this way, he pushed the Holy Grail to the goddess, Tiamat.