At that moment, Gordes Musik Yggdmillennia stood utterly frozen. Even without using his Master's authority to inspect the Servants' parameters, the countless golden Noble Phantasms filling the sky were enough to blind him. He was no fool; naturally, he understood just how powerful the golden figure standing atop the streetlamp was!
"Hehe, Gil, it seems you frightened him..."
Enkidu stood beside Gilgamesh and smiled at his dear friend.
"Hmph!"
At Enkidu's words, Gilgamesh narrowed his eyes slightly and gave a soft snort. At the same time, a Noble Phantasm shot toward Gordes...
Against a crude human like Gordes, Gilgamesh could not even be bothered to draw a top-tier Noble Phantasm. He had merely used one of the lowest-grade weapons in his Gate of Babylon, one that matched Gordes's station! Yet even so, in Gilgamesh's eyes, being slain by such a lowly Noble Phantasm was an honor for Gordes...
"Rejoice, human..."
"To die by my Noble Phantasm is your honor!"
"After all, even within my treasury, which contains all things in the world, there is truly no Noble Phantasm suited to a mongrel of your status..."
"Consider this sword supported by gold a gift from me..."
The instant Gilgamesh's voice fell, the golden sword had already reached Gordes.
"Eh?!"
Only when the Noble Phantasm came within less than a centimeter of his head did Gordes realize that he was about to die!
Clang!
At that critical moment...
Jeanne d'Arc, who had remained neutral and intended to watch the battle, suddenly acted. Using the banner in her hand, she blasted aside Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm.
"Oh? The saintess of France?"
"And the arbiter of this Holy Grail War?"
"May I take your actions just now as a provocation against me, King of Heroes?"
Gilgamesh looked at the Noble Phantasm that Jeanne d'Arc had