Chapter 60

"You all will Death for to this king!"

Gilgamesh opened hundreds of doors at once, and in the golden wall occupied by the heavenly dome, the treasures that flew out suddenly fell like a torrential rain!

Whoosh————!!!

In this case, even Lancer couldn't help but smile wryly.

No matter how fast he is, he can't stop all of them.

Of course, he can also choose to run away and give up protecting Irisviel and the others, so that although he is embarrassed, he can survive.

However, if the knightly Diarmuid did this, then he would not have become a hero and then become a heroic spirit after death.

Lancer, who rushed in front of Irisviel and the others at the fastest speed and blocked several Noble Phantasms for them, was pierced through his body in the group of Noble Phantasms that descended one after another.

"Lancer...?"

Irisviel , who saw this scene, widened her pupils, completely unable to understand why the hostile Servant would sacrifice her life to save her life like this.

But she didn't have any more time to think, because the treasure that fell from the sky was not over yet.

Whoosh Whoosh ————!!! 

"Irisviel !!"

Saber, who had seen this scene, shouted anxiously.

Her heart was full of self-reproach, and she was uncomfortable with her powerlessness at the moment.

Irisviel naturally heard Saber's call, but she didn't have the reflexes to avoid these Noble Phantasms.

For a moment, there was a deep despair in her ruby eyes.

Then, at this moment, from the side leading to the castle, in the darkness of the forest, a blue light bloomed.

Immediately after, the same number of "swords" as the Noble Phantasms shot towards Irisviel made their way through the woods in the next moment, dragging out a blue sword shadow and colliding with the Noble Phantasms falling from the sky!

Boom Boom Boom ————!!!

The treasures that collided together exploded like thunder, and even Gilgamesh's pupils couldn't help but shake after seeing this scene.

"Who's there!?"

There are people who are able to project a number of treasures equal to gilgamesh own Treasures, and they also try to compete with Gilgamesh own royal treasures.

This kind of thing, for Gilgamesh, is simply an arrogant provocation.

There are actually mongrels who want to compete with the most ancient king in history for the number of treasures?

"Humph!"

Gilgamesh scoffed, thinking only that the bastard who dared to provoke himself was an ignorant fool.

So, let's use this to show Saber the power of the only king in the sky.

With such a thought, the corners of Gilgamesh's mouth rose, and his heart moved, and the golden giant wall behind him once again poked out all kinds of treasures.

It seemed that there were countless treasures, which made Saber and Irisviel and the others below gasp.

"That guy's treasure, is it endless...!?"

At this time, Shirou came out of the forest and saw Lancer, who had been impaled through his body by several precious devices, but still stood in a standing position.

When he saw Shirou coming, an apologetic expression appeared on Lancer's handsome cheeks.

"Sorry... Master, I may ... Can't be with you until the end..."

Shirou shook his head lightly and patted him on the shoulder.

"No, I should thank you for accompanying me so far, you are indeed a loyal knight. "

Hearing this, Diarmuid's expression faltered, and some tears flashed in the hero's eyes, and then he knelt down on one knee in front of Shirou and performed a knightly salute.

"I sincerely wish you the Holy Grail, my Master..."

After saying this, Diarmuid body turned into light and gradually disappeared.

His two spears also went with their masters.

From coming to this world to the present exit, Diarmuid has only one wish, in the name of a knight, to fulfill the duties that he failed to complete in his previous life, so the word "loyalty" is particularly important to him. 

Now that he has been recognized by Shirou, the Master, he is naturally satisfied, and he returns to throne of heroes without regrets.

And after Lancer left the field, the spell on the back of Shirou's hand was also removed.

At this moment, he was no longer a participant in the Holy Grail.

In that case, is it possible to start... The last game?

After witnessing the departure of his Servant, Shirou took a deep breath, then turned around, raised his head and looked straight at Gilgamesh's who was riding on the Vimana Golden boat. 

"A mere mongrel, you deserve to treat this king like this?"

If it was a king in history like Saber, it would be okay, and the gaze of other kings would only bring him more pleasure to Gilgamesh.

But this roadside ubiquitous mongrel can't!

It seemed to reflect Gilgamesh's anger, and the treasures that poked out of the golden ripples turned around in unison, focusing on Shirou below.

...

"What the hell are you ... Who ...?"

Irisviel looked at the boy who suddenly appeared. She was puzzled by Lancer's salute to such a young boy.

What's going on, Lancer's Master, isn't it a child named Fujimaru Shirou?

How could this boy who looked like he was 7 or 8 years old suddenly called the Master?

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration crossed Irisviel 's mind, and a possibility came to mind.

The Magecraft that can change your impression in the eyes of others may be this.

But why would he do it?

Unbeknownst to Irisviel , her guess was only half right.

The young man in front of him is indeed Fujimaru Shirou, but the changed body shape is not some trick to obscure the eyes, but real, using magic to change.

And the attribute that can match the Heroic Spirit also allows Shirou's strength to be better exerted after changing his body.

"Are you... Shirou..."

Saber asked as he stared blankly at the red-haired boy looking up at the sky, his lips slightly open.

"Is it necessary to explain now?"

The young man's red hair fluttered slightly in the night breeze, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he asked Saber rhetorically without squinting.

"..."

Indeed, everything that has just happened already speaks to the identity of the teenager.

However, there are some things that confuse Saber.

That is the sword that just knocked Kirei Kotomine into the air, and dealt with those precious Noble phantasms projected by Gilgamesh, who did it?

Saber's question was answered in the next moment.

The young man in the red sweatshirt stared intently at the hero king above, his brown pupils reflected as if they were golden because of the golden ripples rippling in the sky.

Then the boy spoke, his voice as calm as the water of a lake.

"Copy ... Let's go "Infinite Sword System"!".