Chapter 131 Emperor Gaozu of Han vs Gilgamesh!

"call…"

Jianchen Matou let out a long sigh.

He hung up the phone because they had already arrived at the Tousaka family's residence.

There was no time to express his feelings, because time was running out. Since he had promised to have dinner with his sister, as a brother he naturally could not break his promise.

I didn't rush to visit my father-in-law.
Jianchen Jianchen called another number.

"Iskander, make sure Emiya Kiritsugu and Saber are in your sight?"

"Ah." Iskandar's voice came from the phone, "Saber and his Master are here, nothing unusual has happened, go ahead and duel with Gilgamesh without worry, Caster's Master!"

"Since I have made a promise, I, King of Conquerors Iskandar, will not break it."

"Before the battle is over, I promise you that Saber and Saber's Master will never interfere with your battle."

"Thanks, Iskandar." Jianchen Jianchen hung up the phone.

·
The castle of Einzbern.

Emiya Kiritsugu stood by the window, looking gloomily at Iskandar who was confronting Saber in the courtyard.

There was no expression on his face, but his hands were moving.

He took out his cell phone and said something.

In the courtyard.

Emiya Kiritsugu, the Master, was upstairs, while Mrs. Irisviel, who had been the fake Master for only a few days, was facing the unwelcome guest together with Saber.

"Iskander, are you here to compete with me first?"

With both hands tightly grasping the sword that had brought her countless victories, Saber pointed the blade at the smiling enemy in front of her.

"No, no, no Saber, although I am eager to fight you, I am sorry, I have more important things to do today, so I cannot fight with you to avoid any omissions."

Iskandar waved his hand, rejecting Saber's guess.

Just monitoring and not being able to fight is also a torture for Iskandar.

Therefore,
He drew the sword from his waist!
This action caused Saber to hold the sword even tighter, and also made Mrs. Irisviel look worried.

Waver, who already understood the character of his Servant, was not afraid.

He gestured somewhat awkwardly towards Saber and Mrs. Irisviel, but the two beautiful ladies did not understand what Waver meant.

Still with a look of being on high alert.

Waver smiled bitterly, while Iskandar laughed heartily.

Thunder suddenly sounded on a clear day, and the winding lightning was like a wandering flying snake!
The sacred bull responded to Iskandar's call and pulled the chariot.

Iskandar watched the chariot descend from the air to the ground with a smile, then he clamped his Master at his waist and jumped on.

"The last discussion about the kingly way ended halfway. Although there is no wine for Gilgamesh today, what's the harm in just fresh water between you and me?"

"How about it, Saber, are you interested in talking to me about your way of kingship?"

"I am very interested in the way of the Knight King."

Standing on the chariot, Iskandar looked down at Saber unintentionally.

Saber raised an eyebrow, and not willing to be outdone, jumped onto Iskandar's chariot and sat cross-legged opposite him.

“No matter what your purpose is, as long as you have any intention towards me…” Saber did not say the word “Master” after all. She changed her words and said, “As long as you have any intention to harm Irisviel, I will swing the sword in my hand without mercy.”

"Hahaha~"

Iskandar laughed: "Of course!"

"We, the Heroic Spirits, respond to the call of the Holy Grail. In addition to obtaining the Holy Grail and fulfilling our own unfulfilled wishes, fighting with the heroes famous in history is what we all look forward to, isn't it?"

"I will never acknowledge anyone who attacked my Servant Master!"

Iskandar, who has a broad mind, was very stern when he said this.

Saber nodded, fully agreeing with Iskandar's statement.

This kind of honesty and open-mindedness is exactly what she likes.

This kind of honesty and broad-mindedness is exactly what her current Master, Emiya Kiritsugu, deeply despises.

Without the foul-mouthed Gilgamesh, Iskandar and Saber had a pleasant chat for a short while.

Of course, only for a short time.

Because soon, Iskandar will ruthlessly reject Saber's kingly way in person.

·
Fighting and killing in broad daylight is not a good thing and will affect the appearance of Fuyuki City.

When the seventh generation head of the Matou family, the local boss of Fuyuki City, was thinking this, he had already called his future father-in-law.

"Hello, is this Tōsaka Tokiomi?"

"I am Matou Kenshin. Just as you guessed, I was the one who killed Kotomine Kirei."

"Although you haven't asked me why I called you, I will tell you the answer now. I'm already waiting for you at your door."

After saying this, he never gave Tōsaka Tokiomi a chance to speak.

Jianchen Jianchen hung up the phone.

Toosaka Tokiomi: “…”

Although the sudden accident made him a little confused.

But this did not prevent Tohsaka Tokiomi from making the most correct choice.

He quickly stood up from the sofa, walked to the window, pulled open the curtains, and saw Jianchen Matou waving at him at the door.

He frowned and looked towards the room where Gilgamesh was.

Yes,

Gilgamesh, who had been in a cold war with Tōsaka Tokiomi, had been staying in the room since Tōsaka Tokiomi woke up this morning.

This action made Tōsaka Tokiomi believe for a time that his Servant was willing to resolve their differences with him.

Can,
After being rejected several times, Tōsaka Tokiomi faced the reality.

Gilgamesh remains as arrogant as ever.

Showing up in his room, he only had his own ideas in mind and had no intention of making peace with himself.

What good solution does Tōsaka Tokiomi have for this?

He could only endure it.

The death of Kotomine Risei was a huge blow to him.

As a result, from being confident of winning at the beginning, we have fallen to being timid now.

Tōsaka Tokiomi wants to win the Holy Grail War.

Tōsaka Tokiomi wanted to hold the Holy Grail.

Tōsaka Tokiomi wanted to reach the source.

Tousaka Tokiomi wants to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Tousaka family.

Tōsaka Tokiomi, only has one Command Seal left...

This is an unsolvable problem, and it is even more torturous than asking Emiya Kiritsugu to keep solving the train problem.

If it weren't for his inner determination and extremely strong belief, and if his desire to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the Toosaka family suppressed everything, Toosaka Tokiomi would even have thought of giving up.

Just like this,

Looking at the "provocative behavior" of Kenshin Matou downstairs, he, a person of the same generation as Kenshin Matou's father, could only stand in the room and stare, unable to go out to fight.

Because, whether to fight or not is not up to him.

Gilgamesh's words count. "My king..." After hesitating for a long time, Tōsaka Tokiomi chose to speak again. "The Master of Caster came here this time, no doubt..."

"Shut up, Shichen."

Gilgamesh interrupted Tōsaka Tokiomi, the Master he responded to the summons for this time, who now only felt bored.

Gilgamesh knew what Tōsaka Tokiomi would say next without having to listen any further.

It's nothing more than choosing oneself as the opponent, which is disrespectful to oneself, etc.

This crude method of provoking someone is something that only Tōsaka Tokiomi can do now.

Shaking his head, Gilgamesh drank the wine in his cup.

He stood up, walked to Tōsaka Tokiomi's side, looked at him closely, and did not speak.

He walked to the window of the room again and looked at Jianchen Matou who was waving at him downstairs because he noticed him.

"Humph~"

"Funny bastard!"

The sound of wine glasses breaking could be heard.

Toosaka Tokiomi didn't care about the high-end wine glass that he had spent a lot of money to buy. He leaned his body tightly against the window and pressed his hands against the edge of the wall.

As Gilgamesh's master, he could only helplessly watch Gilgamesh act alone.

·
"Bastard, you enjoy the honor of making this king wait, but you have no self-awareness at all. Now, only your death can atone for your sins."

Gilgamesh, who was floating in the air, spoke coldly, but Jianchen Matou could feel that he was in a good mood.

This damn empathy made Jianchen Matou wonder if he also had some problems.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temple hard, the corners of his mouth twitching.

“I’ve said it many times, but it’s really a great fact, you know?”

The expression on Gilgamesh's face instantly turned cold, and just as he had expected, Kenshin Matou spoke out the iron-clad fact that would be extremely humiliating to him.

"Gilgamesh, King of Mesopotamia, no matter how powerful you are, no matter how much wealth you hold in the world, you can never change the fact that you are two-thirds god and one-third human, a bastard."

Just like greeting an old friend, Jian Tong Jianchen made a sarcastic remark as usual.

Then, he asked curiously:

"I've been wondering for a long time. You keep calling this bastard and that bastard. Is there something wrong with you?"

Pointing at his own head, Jianchen Matou continued:

"Although I am not a king, nor do I rule an entire country, nor have I ever shouldered the wishes of my subjects. But..."

"No matter how you look at it, you don't look like a king. To me, it's just right to describe you as a boy in his middle school years who lacks family, friendship, or love."

"If I remember correctly, you are indeed quite lacking in love, so you have a very important close friend named Enkidu, right?"

At this point, as if afraid that Gilgamesh might misunderstand something, Matou Kenshin waved his hands and said:

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't read this in a book. It's okay to chat with friends about news that you're not sure is true or false, but it's a bit inappropriate when it comes to you."

"Didn't I admit at the banquet before that I have some ability to predict the future? So, you know."

"Your dear friend, Enkidu, the one with green hair, yes or no?"

The continuous output of Jianchen Matou gave him a sense of satisfaction as a gamer.

At this point, he began to understand why he could empathize with Gilgamesh.

It turns out that he is not mentally ill, but he is also playing games~!

After understanding this, Jianchen Matou smiled even more happily.

Gilgamesh did not smile, nor did he show any expression of surprise, shock, or doubt.

His face seemed to have lost its muscles and was out of control of his body, giving him a dead-like powerlessness.

A golden halo spread in the air, and countless treasures were about to land in the blink of an eye and stab towards Jianchen Matou.

Diarmuid emerged from his spirit form and stood in front of Swordsman Matou.

However, Kenshin Matou walked in front of Diarmuid, shook his head, and looked at the treasure that was about to be shot out into the air.

"Are you ready to die, bastard?"

What comes after extreme anger? Perhaps calmness, just like Gilgamesh at this moment.

For this,

Jianshen Matou did not make any response to Gilgamesh.

He turned around, looked up at Diarmuid who had a serious expression on his face, and asked a question that was completely irrelevant to the scene:

"Can you play chess, Diarmuid?"

This question made Diarmuid stunned, but Gilgamesh reacted.

He frowned, feeling inexplicably flustered.

Compared to other servants who participated in the battle, Gilgamesh was the first to discover that something was wrong with Uncle Liu.

From beginning to end, he never felt the aura of Uncle Liu, the heroic spirit.

This is extremely unreasonable.

Even if it was an assassin, Gilgamesh was absolutely confident that the other party could not completely block his perception.

But Uncle Liu, the Emperor Gaozu of the ancient Eastern country, the heroic spirit who descended this time as a caster, did it.

Even now,
Gilgamesh paid close attention, but he still could not sense Uncle Liu's presence.

This is an unreasonable reality.

Gilgamesh physically felt that Uncle Liu was here, and he also believed that Uncle Liu was here.

but……

Can't feel it!

I can't feel it at all!
So, after hearing Swordsman Matou ask Diarmuid whether he knew how to play chess.

Gilgamesh knew that Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, was about to take action.

"Chess... is it an inherent barrier?"

"Chuhe...Hanjie?!"

Good news, Gilgamesh guessed right.

Bad news, Gilgamesh guessed right.

An old man in cloth appeared, digging his ears impatiently, and squinted at the servants floating in the sky who needed to look up.

As if he felt it was too tiring to look up, Uncle Liu waved his hand.

The dark yellow rhyme spread out in all directions on the empty ground.

Although Kenshin Matou was well prepared, he didn't even blink, but he still couldn't see how Uncle Liu and Gilgamesh disappeared.

"Hey, ancestor~"

"Although I don't dare to go in, but after you kill Gilgamesh, can you let me go in and take a look?"

"Don't get me wrong. In my mind, Zhang Liang and Han Xin are definitely not as good as you. I'm just a little curious about them..."

"..."

Uncle Liu ignored his Master.

After a long while, he replied casually:
"That kid is going crazy now, shouting about the Sword of Separation that Created the World or something like that. Wow, he looks pretty good, but it's useless. He's probably just a silver spear or candlestick."

At the end, Uncle Liu laughed twice with ill intent.

(End of this chapter)