I am Gilgamesh, the King of Heroes.

1. Skin the Nemea Lion;

2. Kill the Hydra;

3. Capture a doe alive on Mount Cerynea;

4. Capture the Erymanthos boar alive;

5. Clean Augeas's cattle shed, which hadn't been cleaned for thirty years, in one day.

6. Drive away the strange bird from Lake Stinfalos;

7. Tame the bulls on Crete;

8. Diomedes brought back a herd of mares to Mycenae;

9. Seize the belt of Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons;

10. Lead back the herd of the giant Gryphon;

11. To pick the golden apples of the Hesperides;

12. Cerberus, the vicious dog brought back to hell

Having completed these trials, his deeds were elevated after he became a Heroic Spirit, transforming into the Twelve Trials (God Hand), a Noble Phantasm.

"This Noble Phantasm can transform one's body into a tenacious armor, nullify all attacks below Rank B, and revive oneself a full eleven times. Moreover, due to the Master, the number of revivals is the real problem; as long as there is enough time, the number of revivals will automatically recover."

Worse……

“My Noble Phantasm is no longer effective against that berserker,” Gilles sighed. “Once a Noble Phantasm kills him once, it can no longer harm him.”

"Doesn't that mean... in this Holy Grail War... no one is a match for that Berserker?" Van Helsing asked, frowning.

“No, there is someone.” Jill stood up. “I really don’t want to see that person either…”

“Hmm? Who is Master referring to?” Van Helsing asked.

"It should be that Archer... He can be Berserker's opponent, but there needs to be an Archer who can defeat Berserker." Jill yawned... So sleepy.

"Master has used up too much magic power, please be sure to rest..."

"Okay, Assassin... I want to... take a nap..." Jill leaned back on the sofa, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

"Did I use up that much magic power?" Van Helsing sighed. "My Master is stronger than me. How can I still be a proper Servant...?"

……

"..."

"Hmph, here we go again?" The golden figure turned around. "You rascal, can't you remember...?"

"Fine, then give me some training until the day you truly remember your mission!"

……

"Ugh! My head hurts so much..." Jill sat up, clutching her head.

The sky outside was now bright, and Jill couldn't help but squint.

I slept until almost noon.

“Oh, Master? You seem a bit lazy.” Van Helsing said, looking at Jill’s bewildered expression.

“Assassin, go and carry out the task I’ve given you.” Jill rubbed her head.

“Yes, Master,” Van Helsing replied, and then left.

“…We can’t wait any longer, Template, let me enter the illusion.” Jill sighed, then said.

"Choose to unlock the Noble Phantasm..."

"choose……"

……

“Honestly, why did I have to do this?” Van Helsing sighed deeply. “So what danger could this girl possibly pose… but it’s strange that she doesn’t have a single trace of magic.”

"Halt." A deep voice sounded from behind, and a silver longsword was placed against Van Helsing's neck.

"...Hey, hey, isn't this a bit too serious? This guy's class is Rider, isn't it?" Van Helsing raised his hand to indicate that he meant no harm.

The silver-armored, blond-haired youth scrutinized Van Helsing with a serious expression.

Van Helsing clicked his tongue in amazement.

According to his Master, this Rider should be Gawain, the Sun Knight from the Knights of the Round Table.

That Gawain, who, according to legend, could even rival King Arthur!

What to do? What to do? What to do……

"You, are you an Assassin?"

Gawain's deep voice rang out.

"Yes, that's right, Rider is right."

Legend has it that Gawain is blessed by the sun, and now that it's daytime, he has absolutely no chance of winning!

It would be better to tell the truth honestly; perhaps then you can survive.

"What are you doing following my Master?" Gawain's eyes flashed, and he asked in a low voice.

Chapter Sixty Memories

It took Jill quite a while to emerge from the illusion.

"Phew... Phew... Thankfully, the Omniscient and Omnipotent Star was triggered at the crucial moment..." Gilles looked at one of the unsealed Noble Phantasms in his Noble Phantasm collection, "With this, I'm sure I can defeat him."

"Gululu..."

The sun was already high in the sky outside, and Jill squinted.

My stomach is really empty... I should go get some food.

Jill stood up and then took out some of her World Coins to exchange for some current currency.

He hasn't been eating properly since last night... well... although he had a similar period back in HOMRA.

But what I miss even more are the days when Mr. Tatara was around.

……

That was a week before Totsuka Tatara's accident.

That day, Tatara Totsuka asked Misaki to teach him how to skateboard. Misaki couldn't refuse Tatara, so she had no choice but to teach him how to skateboard.

Gil, watching from the side, couldn't help but smile wryly, "Mr. Tatara, you're really in a bad state."

"What, Gil! You're going to laugh at me too?" Tatara complained. "But it's okay, you know I can learn anything!"

After another unsuccessful attempt, Jill couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Suoh Mikoto also looked at Anna, who was listening to the commotion and drinking her beverage. "You laughed?"

“…” Anna shook her head.

Jill knew perfectly well that she was smiling; bubbles were forming in her drink...

Since Kusanagi wouldn't mix alcoholic or carbonated drinks for Anna, the red drink was actually fruit juice; Jill remembered it being something like pomegranate or strawberry...

Gil didn't deliberately point it out, but turned to look at Tatara, "Really, Mr. Tatara, don't push yourself too hard..."

"Ugh! Gil, you're not helping me either!" Totara said helplessly. "Really..."

"Mr. Dota, aren't we going to sing today?" Gil asked.

"Ah, look, even Jill likes my songs..."

Anna also asked to hear Tatara sing.

Tatara played a piece for the youngest and most sincere listener here.

But that was also the last song in Jill's memory.

……

After that, Tatara had his accident... and then a whole bunch of other things happened, and a long time has passed.

I promised Anna I would go back and see her...

Let's go back and take a look after the next trial is over.

Jill made up her mind, and decided to go back and see her friends.

They're all so silly, always thinking about fighting, and always having to clear the way themselves... I even have to deliberately suppress some of the power of the Gate of Babylon to help them, otherwise the Gate of Babylon's attacks could have wiped out my own teammates countless times?

Ok……

You might not be a suppressor, but rather a teammate-killer!

Hmm... I really can't laugh.

Jill opened the door while thinking about all sorts of random things.

He opened the door and saw his own servant being carried away.

The one carrying him was a knight with blond hair and wearing silver armor.

"You're this uncle's Master, right?" Gawain said expressionlessly.

"...Ah, yes."

This scene gives me the feeling of a teacher bringing a naughty child to meet the parents... It must be my imagination...

“That’s good. Now I just want to ask, why are you protecting my Master? I will decide my next move based on your answer.” Gawain stared intently at Jill and said.

"Ah...it seems you, as a Servant, really don't understand your own Master very well..." Gilles pursed his lips. "Well then, shall I tell you about it, Rider?"

"how do you know……"

"Because I've seen all the other Servants, including my own Assassin, Caster, Lancer, Archer, Saber, Berserker... So, deducing from that, the only one left is the Rider who hasn't shown up yet. Although the Holy Grail War has more than just these seven classes, you can only be Rider, am I right?"

“…Your eyes are very wise, reminding me of someone I know very well…” Gawain’s eyes revealed a hint of admiration, “But answer my question first, Master of unknown origin.”

"Alright, then I'll tell you the story of a girl named Matou Sakura, a tragic tale..."