After the meeting ended, Minato spent only half an hour preparing before handing off his work. Then he took them straight toward the Land of Rain, planning to gather further intelligence there.
On the other side, after Shiro spread out the intelligence networks of the Anbu and Azu, he took Enkidu and headed in Saber's direction. No matter what, the Holy Grail War had to be delayed a little longer.
Neither Enkidu's side nor Shiro's was ready.
Three days later, Shiro looked helplessly at the young man before him, as well as the two women(?) and one man beside him. Now he finally knew how Achilles had gone down.
"Gilgamesh, I didn't expect to run into you here."
"Indeed. I went to a great deal of trouble to hide from those annoying little birds of yours. So, mongrel who profaned my dearest friend, have you decided how you want to die?"
Gil's smile abruptly sharpened, and the bone-chilling cold in his words even made Miroku, who was standing to the side, shiver despite herself!
Shiro gave a bitter smile. True, as he was now, he had a sixty percent chance of winning against a self-restrained Gil, but that was still too low. The ideal situation was eighty percent. That way, as long as he used that move, his odds of victory would be one hundred percent!
But right now...
Shiro helplessly glanced to his side, sending out a pleading look.
Enkidu sighed faintly in his heart. Like Shiro, before the plan was complete, he did not want to see Gil either.
It was not because he disliked him, but because he was worried Gil would act recklessly because of Enkidu's status and mission as rule. After all, in essence, Servants were no different from weapons.
But there really was no