The Heroic Spirits' Approval (6.5K Words)

"Although you are a mixed cultivator, I must admit that you are one of the best among mixed cultivators."

He looked at Iskandar before him, his eyes completely devoid of their former contempt, replaced by respect and seriousness. "So I have decided that I will personally end your life. As for Vimana... Hmph, if you win, I may give him to you!"

"Thank you very much, Archer."

The two exchanged a smile, without much further communication. However, their shared fighting spirit and the clash between their respective doctrines made them realize upon meeting that the other was an enemy, an enemy worthy of their utmost effort.

"So, shall we start the war here? Just like on the first night?" Iskandar looked around, his heart already pounding with excitement, but seeing Rovey shaking his head slightly beside Scáthach, and considering this rare banquet, he finally withdrew his arms.

"Oh? What's wrong? Don't you want to fight anymore?"

"No, although I and my army can launch a great conquest at any time, this rare banquet was initiated by me, and the strategist has also put in a lot of hard work. It would be a great pity to ruin it."

Iskandar shook his head.

"Hmph, you do have some discernment. To draw weapons at a banquet hosted by me is a serious crime." Gilgamesh nodded, then changed the subject, looking at the mixed red wine laid out, and couldn't help but frown. "But, does this even deserve to be called a banquet?"

"Ah..."

Seeing that everyone disliked the wine he brought, Iskandar couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and frowned as he spoke.

"Is it really that bad? I think this wine is quite good..."

"Hmph, enough talk. Now let me show you what true fine wine is! What is the wine of a king!"

The golden arm suddenly swung, and ripples spread through the air.

The next moment, Gilgamesh took out his fine wine from his treasury and placed it in front of the many Heroic Spirit. Just as he waved his hand to start the banquet, he glanced at Rovey sitting opposite him, and then at Scáthach sitting next to him. A smile appeared on his lips. Then, he turned his hand and, exceptionally, poured a cup for Rovey, an ordinary person.

"Um?"

Seeing that Gilgamesh had even served him wine, Rovey was somewhat surprised.

"Drink up, you bastard. This is my reward for your performance. Whether it was scheming against Tokiomi Tohsaka, Saber's Master, or hiding behind the scenes to manipulate the situation and unite so many forces to control the battle, you have done enough to please me. I am quite satisfied with your performance."

Upon hearing Gilgamesh's words, Rovey couldn't help but smile, and then thanked Gilgamesh in front of him.

"It was just a fluke, but I would be impolite to refuse your reward, Your Gilgamesh."

"Hahahaha, it seems there are still people in this world who can recognize the existence of my glorious existence."

Gilgamesh, whose true name had been revealed by Rovey, nodded in satisfaction. He was not angry at all because his true name had been exposed, nor did he care about Gilgamesh, who had just stepped off the airship and seen Rovey reveal his true name, and Tokiomi Tohsaka looked despairing.

He genuinely admired Rovey, a man who was both interesting and capable, and in his view, Rovey's soul was completely different from that of other miscellaneous cultivators...

It was an extremely twisted yet peculiar soul, unlike anything he had ever seen before. Even his Gate of Babylon did not contain such a thing, which made Gilgamesh even more curious about it.

However, before he could say anything, Tokiomi Tohsaka, who had just stepped off the airship and was shocked to see Rovey there, sitting side by side with Scáthach and revealing Gilgamesh's true name, completely lost his composure.

His previous refined and easygoing demeanor vanished completely the moment he saw Rovey's true colors. His eyes widened in astonishment as he stared at Rovey before loudly questioning him.

"Crowley Patriarch! Why are you here?"

This loud shouting and interruption of his own speech caused Gilgamesh's eyes to flash with disgust.

"How did I end up here? I'm actually looking for the reason myself."

In response to Tokiomi Tohsaka's question, Rovey smiled calmly and then slowly raised his left hand, on which appeared three bright red Command Seal.

"It's probably because I was also chosen by the Holy Grail."

(Yes, I snatched it from Ryunosuke. Being chosen willingly is still being chosen.)

"So you're the last Master who never showed up?"

Upon receiving this shocking answer, Tokiomi Tohsaka felt dizzy for a moment.

Looking back on what I've actually done during this period...

Did they hand their own daughter over to their rival? And they still believe the Matou Family is behind it all.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was shocked to find that the outcome was so unexpected when the truth was revealed.

But now was not the time for him to think about such things. Upon seeing that his enemy was none other than the Crowley Patriarch with whom he had hit it off long ago and had a pleasant conversation, he couldn't help but think of the daughter he had sent away.

"Crowley Patriarch, where is Sakura? Where is my daughter? You didn't do anything to her, did you?"

Tokiomi Tohsaka clenched his fists tightly, staring intently at Rovey in front of him, and then spoke slowly and deliberately.

At this moment, his heart could no longer remain calm.

"Don't worry about that, Tohsaka Patriarch. I participated in the Holy Grail War simply because I share the same wish as you, but I'm also serious about adopting Sakura."

Faced with Tokiomi Tohsaka's questioning, Rovey shook his head and smiled as he replied, "So please rest assured, no matter the outcome, your daughter will receive the Crowley Family's Magic Crest and enter the El-Melloi Faction to study. I will help her achieve great things in magic. This matter will not be wrong, will it? Kenneth- sensei?"

While answering, Rovey deliberately steered the conversation towards Kenneth, after all, this guy always clamored to be a strategist and personally educate Sakura, this genius, so it was just right for him to step in at this time.

"Hmph, Tokiomi Tohsaka... I never expected that a mediocre person like you could give birth to a genius like Sakura. It's quite a surprise."

Upon hearing Rovey's words, Kenneth glanced at Tokiomi Tohsaka in front of him and then let out a disdainful sound, "Although what you did with Emiya Kiritsugu yesterday made me angry, you can rest assured about Sakura's situation. Your daughter is different from you. She is a genius that I have my eye on. In terms of seniority, I am her mentor, and I will definitely take good care of her so that she can embark on her own path of magic in the future."

"And you..."

As he spoke, Kenneth clenched his fist and glared at the damned bastard who had sent Assassins to assassinate him. He then reverted to his usual sarcastic tone and said, "You can die without worry. You like chasing the Holy Grail and the path of magic, don't you? In that case, just obediently dedicate yourself to them. Don't worry, even if you do die, I can take care of your other daughter. I have quite a bit of experience in nurturing geniuses."

After saying that, Kenneth's face curled into a cold smile, which made Tokiomi Tohsaka swallow hard.

He now understood what Kenneth was saying. It wasn't just about wanting his life out of personal grudges; he wanted to eradicate the Tohsaka Family's lineage.

His words clearly indicated that this was all aimed at his daughter!

This made Tokiomi Tohsaka realize that things were going badly.

He could understand what Rovey had just said and what he had done.

After all, he knew that Rovey was also a Magus pursued the Mari and yearned for the Root. It was reasonable and not hard to understand that he would participate in the Holy Grail War.

Even after confirming that the other party was still keeping his promise to raise Sakura, Tokiomi Tohsaka felt a little grateful to him, and at the same time felt more and more that Rovey and he were truly kindred spirits.

But Kenneth...

He stopped pretending altogether and stated directly. "I'm going to kill you today and kidnap your successor."

This made Tokiomi Tohsaka panic, because Kenneth, a Clock Tower Lord, really had the power to deliver on his promises after the Holy Grail War.

"Wait a moment..."

Before he could even speak, Gilgamesh, who had been watching his embarrassing performance for a while, coldly interrupted him.

"Hmph, that's enough, Tokiomi. How much more humiliating do you want to be?"

Gilgamesh snorted coldly, then shouted angrily, showing no respect whatsoever to Tokiomi Tohsaka was his Master.

After all, he had seen Tokiomi Tohsaka's performance over such a long period of time, and it had been very disappointing.

Not only that, but he also lost his composure at this critical moment and even harbored thoughts of using Command Seal to control his own suicide. He had had enough of such a traitor.

"But, Your Majesty..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka wanted to speak, but this time Gilgamesh unleashed a powerful burst of magic, forcing him to retreat repeatedly and silencing him with sheer force.

"Don't make me say it a second time, Tokiomi. This is a king's banquet, and it's not your place to keep talking, you subject."

"Yes... Your Majesty." Looking at Gilgamesh's indifferent eyes, Tokiomi Tohsaka gritted his teeth and lowered his head in a pretentious manner, but his drooping hands were already clenched so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh, and blood seeped out.

'You bastard! A Servant, someone who's been dead for who knows how many thousands of years, dares to show me such utter contempt...'

At this moment, Tokiomi Tohsaka truly wanted to use Command Seal to teach Gilgamesh a terrible lesson, regardless of the consequences.

But thinking about his efforts and the long period of hard work he had put in, he finally breathed a sigh of relief and kept telling himself to stay calm, he absolutely had to stay calm...

It's almost over, it's almost over. Once the Holy Grail War is over, that damned guy is doomed!

"Snort."

Although Tokiomi Tohsaka hid it well, he was unaware that the wisp of killing intent he unconsciously exuded was still captured by the many Heroic Spirit present. They looked at Gilgamesh and Tokiomi Tohsaka with strange eyes, each with their own thoughts.

'The problems between this pair seem to be bigger than they anticipated...'

Gilgamesh merely snorted in response, ignoring Tokiomi Tohsaka, whom he considered a dying man in his heart, and instead turned his gaze to Rovey, who was present.

"Young man, as I said before, you are indeed very interesting, and you seem to possess the ability to anticipate the enemy's moves, which allows you to control the overall situation. So, I ask you, can you foresee my anger now, and do you know how to quell it?"

In just a few words, Gilgamesh, who had initially admired Rovey, shifted his anger to him. His scarlet eyes narrowed, revealing a coldness and amusement like that of a venomous snake, as if he were testing something.

"You flatter me. Predicting the future is something that only top-tier Clairvoyance like you and the Magic King can do. I am just an ordinary person and of course I don't have the power you have."

Faced with Gilgamesh's difficult behavior, Rovey refused Scáthach's protection and instead smiled as he met his gaze, saying, "I don't know how to appease your anger. However, knowing about the banquet, I have specially selected a few suitable gifts for everyone present, which may be able to soothe your anger."

Having said that, Rovey then told Scáthach to go back to the car and bring over the things he had bought in advance. Scáthach, who had initially looked puzzled, then realized that the clothes and other odds and ends in the car were actually for these guys?

"Wait a moment, Master, I'll be right back."

Although somewhat puzzled, Scáthach did not doubt Rovey's decision. After hearing his order, she blinked and immediately went to the car parked outside the castle to retrieve the gift Rovey had prepared.

Upon seeing this, the expressions of everyone present became somewhat strange, and even Gilgamesh had been aggressively trying to see how Rovey would resolve his anger, couldn't help but become curious.

He now wanted to see what this amazing young man would come up with to please him.

Chapter Sixty: The Heroic Spirit's Approval (6,500 words)

—Forward, ever forward, until there is no more road.

"Master, I'm back."

"Yes, thank you for your hard work."

Under the questioning gazes of the crowd, Scáthach, with her exceptional agility, quickly carried back the sack that Rovey had mentioned and handed it to him.

Then, to everyone's surprise, Rovey, holding the sack, gently clapped his hands. Immediately afterward, a handful of golden fluorescent powder quietly slid from his fingertips and fell into the sack. Then, under his direction, the gifts in the sack seemed to be gently lifted by invisible hands, and then pushed out to everyone seated, whether Master or Servant, all receiving this small token of their affection.

"Is this what you prepared to please me, the king?"

Gilgamesh weighed the light weight of the package in his hand and couldn't help but find it amusing.

"Well, Your Gilgamesh, although I don't know if this can quell your anger, it is my way of showing my appreciation, so please accept it."

Rovey calmly gazed into Gilgamesh's crimson eyes and spoke, after which the gifts were distributed to everyone.

"Of course, since we're giving gifts, we can't show favoritism to everyone. So I've prepared a gift that suits each of you. You can open them here and see if they're appropriate."

"Oh? The perfect gift for us?"

Hearing Rovey make such a boast, the heroic Heroic Spirit present couldn't help but become interested.

"Hmph, although you're a mixed cultivator, I have to admit you're quite different from the rest, at least in terms of taste." Gilgamesh unceremoniously tore open the package that Rovey had given him, then praised him with satisfaction, "It suits my taste perfectly. You've passed the test, you deserve a reward."

Gilgamesh did not receive any precious treasures or gorgeous ornaments, but rather several sets of clothing in different styles.

The most standard outfit is the simple casual wear with a black base and white stripes that Gilgamesh often wears. The rest are pure white hoodies with a few raised details and a pocket, as well as several different pieces of clothing that Gilgamesh has worn, including casual wear favored by the old Gilgamesh, the Wise King Gilgamesh, and the Young Gilgamesh.

These clothes were what Rovey saw yesterday when Scáthach dragged him shopping. On a whim, he bought them all. At the time, Scáthach thought Rovey was buying them for himself, but she never imagined they were for this Gilgamesh guy!

This surprised Scáthach.

"You really can see it... different worlds, the distant future, and even some things from the past..."

Upon seeing these garments, Gilgamesh gained a certain understanding of Rovey, especially when he saw the scroll beneath the clothes, bearing the outline of a certain green figure, which moved even him.

"It was just a coincidence that I found out. I don't have the kind of Clairvoyance that you and the Magic King possess. I simply used some tricks to gain some insight. Whether it's your past or your future, it's all your own choice."

Faced with Gilgamesh's questioning, Rovey remained humble. His gaze into Gilgamesh's crimson eyes remained neither arrogant nor servile, without the slightest hint of hypocrisy.

"It's probably Parallel World Observation..."

Weber murmured to himself that Rovey had told him that he had observed the results and progress in many parallel worlds, and perhaps these were the things he had seen during his observations.

If this isn't Clairvoyance or Future Sight, then this is the only possibility nowadays.

"Wow, the strategist truly lives up to his name! Even the gift is so perfectly suited to my taste!"

Iskandar was very satisfied to see that he had video materials in his hands about the two world wars, as well as various battles, large and small, and the progress of the war.

Weber, holding the million-pound cheque in his hand, was so excited he almost cried.

'Rovey, we really are brothers for life!!'

He's been ripped off by Rider, his wallet is completely empty, and he can't even afford to fly. This huge sum of money from Rovey is undoubtedly a huge help to him.

"Hmph, a bunch of bumpkins who've never seen the world."