Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

This is what the King of Heroes believes in, but it seems that this absolute rule is now broken.

The dazzling light barrier seemed to mock him silently, denying Gilgamesh's proud 'Sword of Tyrant'.

"To fail in such a place..."

Gritting his teeth, Gilgamesh wanted to activate the Noble Phantasm to counteract this rebound with an attack of the same size.

But Saber wasn't going to give him that chance.

The barrier of light was lifted after a moment of defense, revealing the petite body that had raised the holy sword.

"The Oath - The Sword of Victory!"

- Absolute power.

The river of brilliance released by the mana being raised to the limit is no longer something that Gilgamesh can simply block now.

"This king..."

As if trying to grasp the attack that changed the color of the sky and the earth, Gilgamesh stretched his hand forward, and in the end he could only hang down weakly in the light.

Even though the King's Treasure has a thousand-changing Noble Phantasm, it is helpless in the face of such a powerful attack.

In the silhouette of light and wind, the figure of the King of Gold gradually dissipated, turning into the most original etheric magic that constitutes the heroic spirit.

The most powerful King of Heroes in the Fourth Holy Grail War finally tasted the consequences of his pride and returned to the Throne of Heroes unwillingly under Saber's holy sword.

—Archer, defeated.

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Rope took away the hand that shielded his eyes from the light, and let out a long sigh of relief.

He has finally crossed the highest hurdle... As long as he repels Rider, then this Holy Grail War and the completion of the mission are a sure thing.

"Saber... are you okay?"

Irisviel opened her eyes weakly, the return of the four heroic spirits, and the loss of Avalon's shelter, she and even the strength to walk have lost, just lying on Rope's back weakly, paying attention to the knight. The battle of the king and the king of heroes.

"Well, she won."

"That's great..."

At this time, Lancer and Saber had withdrawn their weapons and rushed to Rope's side.

He gently placed Irisviel on the soft green grass, and then used benign sleeping magic on her to give her a good rest.

"Isn't it hurt, you guys." He asked the two Heroic Spirits.

"Although it's a little damaged, it's not serious."

DiLumuduo removed the hand covering his abdomen. The original burnt skin had already recovered, and the benefits of sufficient magic power were also very well reflected in the recovery ability.

"Compared to this Rope, Archer has already retired, so will the Holy Grail come as long as he kills Rider?"

Saber looks a little strange, she seems to be more addicted to the Holy Grail now than before.

Rope glanced at her, then combed Irisviel's somewhat messy silver hair with his palm.

"Rope, please..."

"I said Saber." Ropey said after interrupting Saber's words.

"Is Britain now... dead?"

"?"

Facing Rope's wrong answer, Saber was stunned and said subconsciously.

"……of course not."

"If that's the case... Forget it, you won't listen to what I say. Anyway, you shouldn't have too much hope for the Holy Grail... it will collapse."

Rope thought for a while, but still didn't tell Arturia the truth.

The current King of Knights regards the Holy Grail as the last straw for the drowning person. If he really knows the news that the Holy Grail has been contaminated, he might lose his fighting spirit - this is what Rope doesn't want to see.

He also needs the maiden king to clear the last obstacle for himself.

"Rope, what do you mean by that?"

Arturia, who had a keen intuition, noticed that something was wrong, but Rope was unwilling to say any more.

He changed the subject.

"I want to tell you one more thing than this." Ropey stood up and patted the dirt on his knees.

"The Holy Grail War you understand is seven heroic spirits fighting each other, leaving the last one to enjoy the Holy Grail, am I right?"

"Is there any secret?" Di Lumudu asked.

"Hehe, you are right." Luo Pei smiled dryly and continued. "It's just some misunderstanding. It's not a competition for qualifications, but a 'necessary' fight."

"necessary?"

"The advent of the Holy Grail needs to meet three conditions - the first is the container of the Holy Grail... Well, lying in front of you." Ropey glanced at Irisviel, who was already sleeping peacefully.

"The second is the huge spiritual veins. There is such a place in this city, so don't worry. The last one is the spirits of the six Servants...magic power."