Type-Moon's Problem Child from Collapse

"I'm the King of Heroes!"

"You died from overwork!"

"But I—"

"You died from overwork hundreds of times!"

"...Fine, let's fight!"

After a round of meaningless verbal sparring, Gilgamesh fell silent for a moment. She searched through her treasury for ages but still failed to find the secret to insulting someone properly.

Fine, let's fight! This was unbearable!

How had she become such an idiot in the future? She would only cause trouble for herself.

Fu Yuan was quite satisfied with what he had done. As for Archer, who was no longer Gil, knowing that he came from another world—wasn't that perfectly normal?

One more person knowing made no difference, and one fewer made no difference either. Besides, given her personality, she would never take the initiative to reveal such things.

Unless Enkidu was involved!

"The divine are the ultimate of transformation, wondrously speaking of all things, beyond interrogation by form—Void Sword Qi, Divine Essence!"

When the others present saw Fu Yuan draw his sword and begin chanting scripture, they quickly retreated to the side.

Only Gilgamesh stood there, watching Fu Yuan fool around.

"...Why aren't you dodging?"

Fu Yuan was a little confused. He had put in enough special effects, hadn't he?

"Are you trying to be funny, Saber?"

Gilgamesh burst into laughter instead. She was the King of Heroes; in that era, Saber had likewise emerged from war, with no shortage of slaughter on her hands.

Her reason for not dodging was simple. She felt that nothing would happen, so she did not dodge!

It was an extremely arrogant reason, and likewise proof of her absolute confidence.

Then, after the others finally reacted, Fu Yuan's sword, which had been suspended in midair, swiftly slashed forward!

Void Sword God!

Void Sword God required charging, but charging was meant to gather energy. Before coming here, he had already accumulated enough energy after transforming into a Herrscher.

After all, his mana attribute was~EX!

In other words, only here in Type-Moon was this an issue. Back in Collapse, he could simply transform into a Herrscher and spam his ultimate moves without worrying about running out of mana.

Unfortunately, it had not worked. The Void Sword God he had condensed instantly at his current level of strength was still somewhat too weak.

Seeing the Chains extending out from the air, Fu Yuan was not discouraged in the slightest.

Because this was exactly what he had been waiting for!

Arrogant Archer would ultimately have to pay for her arrogance.

"Go, Berserker!"

Without the Chains of Heaven, Gilgamesh was nothing!

"Commoner, how dare you!"

The sky was instantly filled with golden ripples, looking no less imposing than Fu Yuan's previous attack.

Yet Lancelot did not slow down because of them. Instead, while charging, he selected two weapons he was most comfortable using from the Noble Phantasms raining down from the sky.

Though his body was cut in several places, Lancelot seemed not to feel it at all. The spear in his right hand deflected the Noble Phantasms ahead of him, while the sword in his left remained ready to handle sudden threats.

The moment Lancelot charged out, Fu Yuan hurled the dagger he had spent several more minutes making straight at him.

It did not need to hit, nor did it need to deal much damage. It only needed to interrupt her.

Bang!

Just as Fu Yuan had hoped, Gilgamesh's Noble Phantasm bombardment was interrupted, and Lancelot successfully touched the Chains of Heaven before they had fully retracted into subspace.

But this time, unlike ordinary Noble Phantasms, their ownership was not instantly transferred. The Chains of Heaven's current state was more like... a system crash!

"Commoner! Who allowed you to touch her with your filthy hands?!"

With her rage blazing, a strange weapon appeared in Gilgamesh's hand, swiftly rotating into the form of a sword.

She had decided that Lancelot would not die until he had tasted despair.

Frowning, the sword that had been about to strike Lancelot instantly moved to block at her side.

Inch Punch: Mountain Collapse

Divine Grace Barrier

Looking at the unfamiliar Chains, then at Fu Yuan, who had instantly become utterly detestable to her, Gilgamesh was clearly filled with fury. Yet with every attribute completely outclassed, she could only defend passively.

And that wild dog over there merely stood there blankly watching, as though insulting her.

"Commoner...!"

Just as he was about to curse a few times to vent his rage, the fist before him forced him into nothing but defense.

Too fast! So fast that he had no time at all to unleash his Noble Phantasm. And the disadvantage of using his flesh-and-blood body against Ea had been leveled by that unfathomable Chain.

For the first time, Gilgamesh experienced just how disgusting a Chain could be.

And if this deadlock continued for a few more minutes, he would not even need to be killed—his mana would run dry, and he would die anyway!

"Bastard!"

Gilgamesh seemed to have foreseen his own end. Facing Fu Yuan's attack this time, she did not even try to dodge.

Before dying, she intended to make that mongrel who had touched her dearest friend pay the price.

It was a fine thought. Her sword was even ready in her right hand, but the instant she was struck, every thought she had shattered into fragments.

Feeling the gaping hole torn through her chest, Gilgamesh found the pain flooding her mind without end, yet she suddenly calmed down.

She still looked at Fu Yuan, whose expression was equally bewildered, in disbelief. In her perception, this punch had clearly been no different from the previous ones!

"...Were you throwing the match?"

Fu Yuan did not understand, but the moment the opening appeared, he still unleashed Short-Range Force.

Short-Range Force was originally an ability that erupted at point-blank range, so even though it came suddenly, its power was nearly equal to his peak state.

Tokiomi Tohsaka clearly wanted to make one last struggle. He quietly prepared to approach Kiritsugu Emiya and the others, who seemed completely off guard, but halfway there, he suddenly noticed Berserker carrying a rocket launcher that had come from who knew where.

She stared silently in his direction. He immediately composed himself, standing there with perfect seriousness as though nothing had happened.

Kiritsugu Emiya and the others were not idiots. If they had not stayed on guard, it could only mean they had no need to at the moment.

I lost... Though grief filled his heart, Tokiomi Tohsaka did nothing else to further embarrass himself.

He could afford to win, and he could afford to lose... he just felt somewhat sorry for Rin and Aoi.

But with his assets, along with the care of his most prized Disciple, they probably would not be mistreated.

Chapter 55: A Multiple-Choice Question? A Decision?

Enthusiastic Citizen Mr. Gold: (A friend sent this! Pretty interesting.)

fz Someone spent his entire life pursuing the Holy Grail, only to chop it apart with one sword stroke in the end. Mr. Gold, who had accidentally lost his clothes nearby, told reporters that he had never seen anyone so boring.

fsn ubw Someone went back in time to kill his past self. After working so hard for so long, he was ultimately persuaded by his past self instead. Mr. Gold, who had accidentally broken his arm nearby, angrily told reporters, "Like father, like son."

ps. I wrote the first two thousand words of this chapter myself.

The following seventeen hundred words were lightly revised Original Work.

The ending is still Original Work.

As for why?

After reading so many fanfics, this part of the Original Work is still the best.

"It's over, Archer."

Fu Yuan returned to his normal form the moment the battle ended. After all, he had already utterly overwhelmed her!

"Your name?"

There was no anger born of defeat, nor was she as calm as the others had been when facing death. It was as though they were simply having an ordinary conversation.

Gilgamesh asked this question.

"...Fu Yuan."

Gilgamesh seemed somewhat dissatisfied upon hearing the answer, but the fleeting change vanished. Then, as if she had suddenly seen something interesting, she burst into laughter.

She rested her head atop Fu Yuan's, as though family members were chatting about everyday matters.

"When we meet again, I'll show you the bearing of a King!"

Gilgamesh died—or rather, returned to the Hall of Heroes—though her final words gave Fu Yuan much to think about.

Fu Yuan suddenly felt a little tired. This world really was unfriendly toward people full of curiosity!

Still, his future was not theirs to decide, right? Probably?

What a joke! He would go to Singularities!

What a joke! He would not even go to the Fifth Holy Grail War!

What a joke! How the hell were they supposed to see him again!

Although he had not used a sword in the fight earlier, after returning to his normal state, Fu Yuan still flourished his sword before sheathing it.

He felt extremely pleased with himself!

"Shall we go?"

Fu Yuan looked at Kariya Matou, who stood there without moving, a trace of confusion in his voice.

So... you were really that bold?

"...Sigh! Let's go."

In the end, Kariya Matou still couldn't make up his mind. Or rather, he didn't dare imagine the look on Aoi's face when she saw him again.

As planned, they headed toward Ryudoji Temple. As for why Ryudoji Temple? Fewer people, obviously.

When Tokiomi Tohsaka heard that, he found it somewhat unbelievable. This was a battle between Magi!

But then he gave a few self-mocking laughs. He really was...

Completely crushed.

"Ah, the Holy Grail! I probably wasn't blessed enough to have it."

After the wild ups and downs, Tokiomi Tohsaka had finally come to accept reality. He realized that he was merely an ordinary man.

But Rin's talent...

"Master, what would you do if the Holy Grail weren't a Wish Cup?"

Walking down the road alone, Fu Yuan rambled about this and that. Then, all of a sudden, he asked such a question.

"...Impossible!"

Yet Kiritsugu Emiya merely fell silent for a moment before directly shattering that impractical fantasy of his.

Even if it wasn't a fantasy, he had to make it one!

"Mm~ Fine~_~"

Even now, Fu Yuan didn't want to say anything more to him. He wouldn't listen.

How could something a person had clung to for an entire lifetime be changed by someone else's few words?

"...Did we forget something?"