The retainer named Waver Velvet stood watch behind his king.
He gritted his teeth, wiped away every last tear, and looked at his king's back.
Absolutely—absolutely, he could not let something like tears obscure his king's heroic figure!
He would watch with his own eyes and carve all of this into his mind.
He would remember the magnificent figure of the king he would proclaim to the world.
"Alalalalalala—!"
The King of Conquerors, alone, roared as he launched his final charge at Gilgamesh.
Gilgamesh opened his Gate of Babylon.
How many gates were there?
Twenty? Forty?
Bzzzt—
Boom—
Boom—
Or perhaps—more?
It did not matter. No matter how many there were, Iskandar, the King of Conquerors, would not halt his charge.
Squelch—
A sword pierced through a Divine Bull.
—BOOM!!!
A spear tore through another Divine Bull.
The ox cart overturned. Alexander rolled across the ground, then scrambled to his feet as quickly as he could.
A warhorse appeared. Mounting it in mid-run, Alexander continued his charge, roaring.
—BOOM!!!
A massive axe nearly cleaved off the warhorse's head, and Alexander fell once more.
Yet he still rose to his feet, running on his own two legs as he charged toward Gilgamesh to kill him.
Squelch—
A massive wound was carved across Alexander's shoulder.
Squelch—
A spear pierced through his body.
Countless weapons slammed into Alexander, but—
Fearless, undaunted—as long as dreams remained ahead of him, as long as there was still a goal ahead—he had to keep charging!
"Alalalala—!"
He had already reached the Heroic King, who had stood in the same spot without moving from beginning to end. He raised the short sword in his hand high—
Ready to bring it down upon his head.
But—
Clank—
Chains coiled around Alexander.
He could not advance even a single step