"Clang..."
The Golden Urn lay quietly in the hand of the King of Heroes, who sat upright on the Throne of Heroes, radiating a faint glow.
Gilgamesh held it as though it were a wine cup. As he toyed with it, he studied Luo Zhen with a meaningful gaze.
Under Gilgamesh's gaze, Luo Zhen narrowed his eyes and fixed them firmly on the "Holy Grail."
Mashu, Anna, Merlin, and the others did the same. Their gazes were drawn to the radiance of the "Holy Grail," and none of them looked away.
The people in Chaldea were even more delighted.
"So the 'Holy Grail' really is in Gilgamesh's hands?"
"This really was much easier than expected."
"Come to think of it, it isn't difficult to understand why this 'Holy Grail' would end up in the hands of the King of Heroes."
Olga Marie, Da Vinci, and Roman all looked exhilarated.
As humanity's oldest king, Gilgamesh had once gathered all the treasures of this era into his own hands, justifying it with his domineering principles.
Among those treasures were not only the various treasures people sought, but also valuable things Gilgamesh believed could become "treasures."
For example, mysterious Noble Phantasms.
For example, grimoires that spread wisdom.
For example, elixirs that saved lives and healed the wounded.
And then there were all kinds of weapons, tools, and other things made by human hands.
In other words, Gilgamesh collected the prototypes of all human inventions, as well as the treasures and rarities of this era.
He had gathered every technology and mystery born in this era. Rather than saying those things were treasures he had stored away, it would be more accurate to say they were the "original canon of human wisdom" itself.
Since all the civilizations of later ages were founded on the