I Helped You Take Back Your Home!

The more Broly thought about it, the angrier he got. Why could the other guy throw things at him while he...

"Eh?!"

A spark of inspiration flashed through his little head, and Broly suddenly realized that he could throw things too.

Raising a small hand, he aimed at the blondie in the sky and gathered his Qi...

What was he doing?

As Gilgamesh wondered that, a sudden sense of danger gripped his heart.

His feet moved, and he hurriedly left his original position.

The next instant, an Energy Blast swept through the spot where he had been standing.

The Noble Phantasm he had been standing on was directly vaporized.

Gilgamesh: "?!"

He hurriedly looked down.

Broly blinked, as though he had discovered a whole new world. He raised his other little hand, and just then, he looked up as well.

Their gazes met. Broly gave Gilgamesh an innocent smile that clearly said, Now it's my turn to throw things at you, and green light appeared in both his little hands.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

A succession of explosions rang out amid the Heavy Rain, while vaporized water formed a thick mist in the air.

And this world seemed to follow the law of no injuries when there was smoke. A golden-green flying ship burst out of the mist.

Gilgamesh stood atop the flying ship. If his reaction had not been fast enough just now, if he had not summoned a pile of defensive Noble Phantasms to block the attack, he would have been blown to death by the Energy Blasts the Boy had thrown at him.

Though he had not been blown to death, he looked rather disheveled. He no longer maintained his kingly pose with his arms crossed, and the Energy Barrier that had shielded him from the Rainwater had vanished. His face and hair were soaked through.

Worse still, that monster child had taken flight again. Green light gathered in his hands as he gave chase. Just as Gilgamesh had thrown Noble Phantasms at him earlier, he was now hurling terrifying Energy Balls at Gilgamesh.

The difference was that the Noble Phantasms Gilgamesh had thrown could not even break the other side's defenses, while if several of the Energy Blasts now being thrown at him hit head-on, he would be finished.

Behind the Vimana, streak after streak of green light flashed. Terrifying explosions blasted apart sheets of Rainwater.

Below, those who had noticed the battle were left staring in shock. Fortunately, the Heavy Rain concealed most of the commotion, and the internet had yet to take off in this world. Otherwise, the spectacular explosions unfolding in the sky would surely have become common knowledge among ordinary people in no time.

The Vimana climbed higher as Gilgamesh steered it into the Thundercloud. Once inside, occasional bolts of natural lightning streaked around them, while the Energy Cannons behind him continued blasting after him.

The Vimana had lightning protection!

With that thought, Gilgamesh looked back.

At that very moment, a bolt of lightning struck toward Broly.

The lightning was unimaginably fast. Broly failed to dodge and was struck directly.

Smoke rose from his entire body as he fell downward.

"Though he is a monster, the power of nature is even greater."

Gilgamesh sighed. Long ago, he too had fought against the natural laws of birth, aging, sickness, and death, but he had failed as well.

But just after he finished sighing, an Energy Blast exploded toward him again with a bang.

When he turned around, the Boy who had fallen smoking moments earlier was now chasing after him again, full of life and vigor.

Broly's body felt numb from the electricity, but he was otherwise unharmed.

Seeing this, Gilgamesh inwardly cursed, but the situation left him no room to say anything.

He could only continue luring the other side toward an area where the Thunderclouds were denser.

Lightning soon appeared again, drawn by the residual charge on Broly's body.

But this time, the lightning strike failed to paralyze Broly.

A green Energy Barrier rose around him in advance. Enduring nature's lightning, Broly continued chasing the flying ship ahead.

"Could something have been left behind in this world by the mythological era that had long since ended?"

That was what Gilgamesh desperately wanted to ask. Only those terrifying beings that had existed in the mythological age could possibly possess the power to contend against nature itself.

Of course, lightning alone was not nature's most powerful force, but being able to withstand it with one's flesh was enough to make anyone shudder.

The chase and bombardment continued. As Broly grew increasingly accustomed to long-range aerial combat, the pressure Gilgamesh felt only grew greater.

Tokiomi Tohsaka was an outstanding Magician, but amid the indiscriminate bombardment of Noble Phantasms and the strain of driving the Vimana at its limits to evade the Saiyan, he was beginning to fall short.

By the time their aerial dodgeball and hide-and-seek game had gone on for half an hour, Gilgamesh had no choice but to take out Mana Potions from his treasury and drink them.

An hour later, as the Heavy Rain gradually weakened and lightning became scarce, Broly forced the Vimana up to an altitude of ten thousand meters.

"Wait."

Just as Broly was about to continue bombarding the flying ship with Energy Blasts, Gilgamesh called for a stop.

Any other opponent would certainly not have stopped at a time like this.

But Broly was different. Curious about what the other side wanted to say, he actually stopped.

"If we keep fighting like this, we'll only waste each other's time. How about we settle this in one move?"

Gilgamesh made a proposal.

Most of his mana had been spent on flight, and he was nearly out of mana from flying. Yet the monster boy opposite him remained as vigorous as ever.

If he kept being chased, defeat would only be a matter of time. Rather than that, he might as well settle things with his strongest move.

"Fine."

Broly only considered it for a moment before agreeing. His time was tight as well, and he had already wasted far too much of it on this guy who could fly fast and kept throwing away so many things. The other party's willingness to settle it in one move suited him perfectly.

"First, let's make this clear. No sneak attacks before either side unleashes their strongest move. And after those moves are launched, neither side may dodge the other's strongest attack. Can you accept those terms?"

"Yes."

"Good. Then it's settled."

Seeing Broly agree, Gilgamesh relaxed somewhat. His strongest move lay in Ea, but to unleash an attack powerful enough to break through the monster boy's defenses, Ea needed to absorb mana for a long time before it could be released.

But the boy had been pursuing him closely and was incredibly fast. Gilgamesh had been forced to flee the entire time. Even if he took out Ea, he had no time to charge it. And even if he barely managed to do so, Ea might not hit him at all, given the opponent's speed.

That was why Gilgamesh had never drawn Ea before. Only now, when he was nearly cornered, did he suddenly call for a stop and propose settling the outcome in one move.

Honestly, using such a tactic against a child—even if that child was a genuine monster—was somewhat underhanded.

But Wisdom was also part of one's strength. Since the other side had agreed, it could only be said that he was young, naïve, and inexperienced. Gilgamesh could not be blamed for that.

Ea fell into his hand, and Gilgamesh began using it to absorb the mana in the atmosphere. At the same time, Tokiomi Tohsaka below had long since awakened.

Covered in Wounds, after waking up, he had been told that his Servant had already taken the monster boy's fight into the sky.

"Tokiomi!"

"King of Heroes, have you won?"

"Not yet. This is a formidable enemy. I've agreed to settle the outcome with one move."

Gilgamesh did not mention that he had been driven into a desperate situation.

"Use every Command Spell you have. I need an enormous amount of mana to release my Ea."

"Ah, this..."

Tokiomi Tohsaka froze for a moment. If he used up all his Command Spells, could he still be considered a Master?

"Stop worrying about that worthless Cup. If the one before me isn't dealt with, you may not even survive."

Gilgamesh saw through his Master's thoughts and spoke with a cold snort.

"..."

Feeling as though every bone in his body had come apart, Tokiomi Tohsaka made his decision.

"By the power of my Command Spells, great King of Heroes, please defeat the enemy before you."

Tokiomi Tohsaka repeated those words twice through his slightly gap-toothed mouth. The two Command Spells on his hand vanished, transforming into immense mana that surged through the contract toward the Heroic Spirit on the other end.

The region at an altitude of ten thousand meters belonged to the stratosphere. The airflow there had originally been stable, but as the blade of Ea in Gilgamesh's hand began to rotate, it gradually became unstable.

The mana supplied by the Command Spells was not enough. Gilgamesh was also using that mana to leverage the mana of all Fuyuki City, gathering every trace of mana drifting through the atmosphere onto his Ea.

As a result, the storm clouds in the troposphere below that had yet to disperse also began to rotate, affecting an enormous area.

"Japan's Kansai Coastal Region has experienced abnormal weather conditions..."

Weather satellites from various nations orbiting above detected the unusual meteorological changes.

"Director, something huge has happened."

At the United States Special Investigation Bureau, following a subordinate's report, a Spy Satellite displayed footage captured from above Fuyuki City.

"OMG, is this something a human being can do?"

Looking at the two figures at the center of the abnormal weather—especially the terrifying sight of Gilgamesh's Ea affecting the weather—the bureau's Staff Members cried out in alarm.

"That probably isn't a human. It's a Heroic Spirit. According to information from the Intelligence Bureau, three prominent Magecraft World families are conducting a secret ritual there called the Holy Grail Ritual."

"Are you fucking kidding me? You call this a secret ritual?"

"Uh..."

The intelligence officer who had spoken of the Holy Grail Ritual had no response. The commotion in Fuyuki City was so immense that every country with weather satellites probably already knew about it.

"Get in the cart."

"What's going on, Rider?"

Suddenly hoisted onto the ox-drawn cart by the large man, Waver had yet to figure out what was happening.

"We're making a Strategic Retreat."

Iskandar offered a brief explanation.

"Huh? Why?"

"Do you see those clouds above us? Can't you feel all the mana in the atmosphere gathering upward?"

Iskandar pointed at the hole that had appeared overhead and asked.

Waver nodded, but he still did not understand why they had to run.

"I'm afraid the King of Heroes up there has gotten serious. If he really brings down his strongest Noble Phantasm, then with the scale of what the other side has stirred up, this entire city will probably be destroyed. If we don't get farther away now, I'm afraid we won't get another chance to run."

"Wait, you're saying Archer caused this?"

Waver's eyes widened.

"Of course. I remembered his presence. All right, no time to talk—hold on tight! Hyah!"

The ox-drawn cart started moving, kicking up dust as it raced away from Fuyuki City.

"Don't you need to prepare?"

The magical energy had almost finished gathering. Gilgamesh looked at Broly, who was floating blankly in the sky to his left without doing anything, and could not help asking.

What am I supposed to prepare?

Broly was somewhat confused, but then realization dawned on him. He immediately flew from Gilgamesh's left side to his right.

"What are you doing?"

Gilgamesh asked with a frown.

"Since ancient times, the one on the left loses a Beam Struggle, so I have to stand on the right."

Broly answered seriously.

Gilgamesh: "..."

That answer left him at a loss for words.

"Aren't you preparing your strongest move?"

He asked.

"I've already prepared it. Look."

Broly opened his right hand, revealing a tiny Energy Ball the size of a glass bead.

He did not know what his strongest move was, but he knew that compressing Qi could create an Energy Ball with greater power.

And this dark green Energy Ball, no bigger than a glass bead, was the limit of how much Qi he could compress with his current control.

Gilgamesh: "..."

Though it was not quite right to judge an explosive Energy Ball by its appearance, at this moment, the King of Heroes still felt victory was firmly within his grasp. No—he should say that winning would be beneath him.

Just look at the massive commotion caused by the magical energy gathering on his side, then look at that tiny glass bead silently formed on the other side.

"Aren't you going to prepare some more?"

"I can't compress any more Qi into it. If I do, it'll explode."

"Fine, then. Are you ready?"

"Yes."

"Recite the beginning, when heaven and earth were first divided. Even the void offers its congratulations. Ea, sword of rending the world—though you face but one enemy this time, he is a formidable foe worthy of your liberation..."

Powerful magical energy gathered upon Ea as reddish-brown lightning ran rampant.

"Your name is Broly, right?"

"Mm."

"Broly, here I come."

As Gilgamesh unleashed his strongest attack, he even gave a special warning before aiming Ea at him.

"Enuma Elish!"

Terrifying reddish-brown energy poured out from Ea with savage force.

In response, Broly merely tossed out the Compressed Energy Ball in his hand.

The instant the two energies collided, the glass-bead-sized Compressed Energy Ball began to expand.

In the blink of an eye, the raging reddish-brown energy crashing toward it was swallowed by the expanding Compressed Energy Ball.

Gilgamesh's eyes widened. The thought Could it be true that the left side really loses a Beam Struggle? appeared in his mind just before his body was annihilated by extreme energy.

Broly's Compressed Energy Ball did not lose momentum. It directly gave the Earth of the Type-Moon World a neat middle part before flying toward the Universe. Before truly vanishing into the distance, it grazed the Type-Moon World's moon and took away one-tenth of the celestial body in passing.

A certain Princess sleeping within Millennium Castle was abruptly awakened. She came to the window and looked up at the moon overhead, now missing a small piece, her heart pounding with fear. After all, her True Form had nearly been destroyed.

"Grrr..."

The fight was over, and Broly was hungry too. He had gathered an excessive amount of Qi and expended quite a bit of stamina.

Broly drifted down from the sky, his clothes tattered and torn, yet no one dared underestimate him.

Food could wait. Someone else's Old Man father still had not been taught his lesson.

Broly raised his little fists and marched toward Tokiomi Tohsaka with murderous intent.

"No, don't come any closer!"

It was a lesson in pure violence. The badly injured Tokiomi Tohsaka was beaten up again, and under Broly's splendidly violent persuasion, the matter of taking an adopted daughter was dropped.

Of course, the more important reason was that his Servant was gone. Tokiomi Tohsaka was effectively out of this Holy Grail War. Under such circumstances, giving his daughter away to someone else would have been madness.

Zouken Matou may have had some thoughts of his own, but when Broly cast an unfriendly look his way, he hurriedly forced a smile and presented Young Sakura with both hands.

Who would joke around by making an enemy of such a terrifying monster over a child with talent? Was he sick of living too long?

The sky after the rain was beautiful. Standing beneath sunlight refracted by the lingering moisture in the air, Broly said to Young Sakura, "I helped you take your home back. You can go home now."

Young Sakura stood there blankly as her Happiness Value skyrocketed. Finally, she could not hold it in anymore. She threw herself at Broly, wrapped her arms around Boy's neck, and cried, "Brother Broly, I don't want to go home. That isn't my home. I want to go home with you."