"Too much hassle, so I made one sweets set for all requests. Eat till you burst."
"Ugh, such a pain. Really. But—good experience."
"Eat, then tell me your thoughts."
Romantic!
"Ritsuka! Mash! Gil! Answer! Are you okay!?" Olga's desperate call sharpened my focus.
Spartacus' intervention saved us.
"Rebel spirit, your defiance was witnessed," Gilgamesh said.
Thank you, Spartacus. Your words will never be forgotten.
"Spartacus… sorry, thought I was done for…" Nero sighed.
"Taking a castle-class Noble Phantasm head-on and surviving? Not bad, Gil! Top-tier defense!" Romani teased.
"Fool. My only concern was timing. Quality was never in doubt," Gilgamesh replied.
"Everyone's safe…" Jeanne sighed.
"Well done, Jeanne," Gilgamesh acknowledged.
Altera, self-proclaimed Great King, a formidable hero.
Her cold eyes, her sword's mere shockwave—an overwhelming incarnation of destruction.
She won't stop until all is destroyed, this era included.
We must stop her. The Great King. The incarnation.
"Can we… win?" Mash whispered.
"Mash?" Ritsuka asked.
"Her radiance, her pressure—top-class Servant, rivaling King Arthur," Mash said.
"…"
"Even with the Hero King… if I fail to protect Senpai…"
"Mash…"
It's fine.
"We'll win," Gilgamesh declared.
"!?"
We'll win. No matter what.
"I said you'd clear the way, and I'd deliver the checkmate. Doubt my oath?"
"Hero King…" Mash murmured.
We'll win. Against anything, we triumph.
No logic. No evidence.
But—conviction and will.
I don't want this world destroyed. I want to protect it, save it.
No—people made me feel this way.
Waver Velvet, who challenged the pinnacle with fervent blood.
Romulus, who loved Rome and the world, speaking to this frail soul.
Spartacus, saving us with unyielding will and pride.
Their passionate lives ignite this soul.
"You brought me to the mastermind. Struggling, biting the enemy's throat. Guiding me here secured victory. That's 'checkmate,'" Gilgamesh said.
"Hero King…"
"You're mistaken. It's not 'can we win.' You've already won. Bringing me to the Grail, facing the mastermind," Gilgamesh clarified.
"We've… won…" Ritsuka echoed.
Your path has borne fruit.
Now, solidify that victory and return proud.
That's my role.
"Leave the triumphant road to me. Don't look so anxious, Mash," Gilgamesh said, patting her head.
"You fought well, guarded the path. No need to belittle yourself as a Demi-Servant. Your deeds prove you're a true Master's Servant."
"—!!"
Leave the rest to me.
Reincarnation, duty—irrelevant now.
Even frail, Nameless, unable to face the world without the Hero King's protection—
I'm here, wanting to protect this beautiful world.
I've found my 'wish.'
To protect this beautiful world with all my soul, alongside this vessel and the Hero King.
To save everything and see what lies beyond.
That's the 'wish' I found on this Roman journey.
The passionate lives of those men added color to this Nameless soul.
"Let's go, everyone!" Ritsuka shouted.
"We've come this far—now we just win! Hardships? Nothing new!"
"Senpai…"
"Yes! The God-Ancestor said the world is eternal! It won't fall! We have him!" Nero declared.
"Beyond people, time, nations—Rome endures! As long as Rome exists, the world won't perish! Rome is woven, in every form, passed down through humanity's lineage! That's what you protect—Humanity's Order!"
"…Nero, I don't get it," Ritsuka admitted.
"Nor I!" Nero laughed.
"Even if forms change, something endures, passed to the future. As a meme, it's inherited…" Olga explained.
"I love that! So romantic!" Romani added.
"Haha! Facing trials doesn't need wisdom or logic!" Gilgamesh laughed.
"Foolishness, baseness, tenacity—those fools, those mongrels, topple the impossible and seize the future! That's humanity! That's the tapestry they weave!"
That's the potential this king loves.
"Then charge, Master! Mash! Nero! I've locked onto her! Let's teach that 'I came on foot' braggart a lesson!" Gilgamesh commanded.
"Yeah!"
"Yes!"
"Indeed!!"
"I'll guard the rear. Go all out!" Boudica said.
"Got it, Boudica! Follow me!"
"Follow me!! Class: Gorgeous! Under Hero King Gilgamesh, let's reclaim the Apple Empire Rome—!!"
"Apple Empire—!?" Nero gasped.
Soon, the Great King of Destruction—
"You block my path," Altera said.
And the Golden King, carving Humanity's Order, faced her—!
"I do. My path is singular! None but my allies may stand—those who harm it will be obliterated!!"
Here, the final battle begins!
"Mapo delivery started! After sweets, try some spice!"
"Don't worry, it's edible. But—watch out if you're spice-weak," Arash warned.
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