Type-Moon Traveler's Enemy

At the same time, the streetlights lit up with the light of the Heroic Spirit, who had released his spirit form and appeared.

"That's..." Everyone looked at Gilgamesh in surprise as he appeared in a high-profile manner. Based on the types of servants present, they were certain that the other party was an archer. Although they didn't know why archers didn't hold bows, this was the only class that fit the description.

Gilgamesh looked at Iskandar and Artoria with disdain and said, "I never thought that two of these rats who ignored my existence and called themselves kings would appear in one night."

Iskandar looked back at Gilgamesh, feeling that his words were somewhat unreasonable. Even he, the King of Conquerors, had never been so arrogant. "What you said is illogical. I, Iskandar, am known as the King of Conquerors."

Gilgamesh said as a matter of course, "What a joke! I am the only hero in the world who is truly worthy of being king. The rest are just bastards."

Hearing such arrogant words, Iskandar didn't get angry. He extended his hand and made a gesture of invitation: "Since we have come to this point, why don't you tell me your name first? Since you are also a king, you can't be afraid to announce your own name, right?"

"Ask me?" Hearing such a question, Gilgamesh laughed in anger. "How dare a mere cultivator ask me this? You enjoy the honor of being able to meet me, yet you dare not recognize me. Such a foolish person does not deserve to live!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Gilgamesh immediately opened his own Noble Phantasm, the King's Treasure, from which appeared several prototypes of Noble Phantasms that might not be replicated in this world.

Seeing this scene, Artoria looked at the three heroic spirits on Mo Li's side, gritted her teeth and rushed over to protect Irisviel at close range. As for her worry that the berserkers would suddenly riot and attack her, this did not happen. The three heroic spirits and Mo Li tacitly accepted her as part of their protection.

Although Kiritsugu Emiya wanted to rush back to Germany to rescue Illya at this time, he could only save his daughter better if he could win the Holy Grail War in Fuyuki, so he cheered up and watched the battlefield waiting for developments.

Li Qiye smiled and said, "Hero King Gilgamesh, before you confront each other, shouldn't you first listen to the opinions of us ordinary people?"

Finally, someone said his name. Gilgamesh's tense expression relaxed a little, and he looked at Li Qiye happily: "Of course, listening to the voice of the people is also part of the king's responsibility!"

Li Qiye spread his hands and said, "I am now responsible for maintaining the entire Holy Grail War system. To be honest, today's meeting of the Seven Knights and Servants is not very formal. I want to select some places to build suitable locations for our Holy Grail War. In fact, I have been doing this before the Holy Grail War begins, and it is almost complete. If you don't mind, I hope that the Seven Knights and Servants can set up their own checkpoints at designated locations. Then, the Heroic Spirits can decide whether to challenge the checkpoints guarded by other Heroic Spirits, or guard their own checkpoints and wait for others to challenge them. Of course, you will not be allowed to decide life and death until I have cleaned up the Holy Grail."

"This way, the entire Holy Grail War will have a battle mode suitable for all of you Heroic Spirits. Miss Magician is an assistant I specially invited. I'm asking her to help correct the Greater Holy Grail's system and cleanse the contamination within it. A contaminated Holy Grail is not the Third Grail of the Law of Heaven and cannot properly grant the wishes of others. Therefore, I hope that this Holy Grail War will not involve your Masters, and that the Heroic Spirits can fight to their heart's content. I also need time to cleanse the contaminated Holy Grail with Miss Magician and then repair the Holy Grail's system."

"Oh? A challenge from the heroic spirits?" Gilgamesh was very interested. Mapo Tofu Ramen was one of the difficult items he was challenging at the moment, and it was just right to let those miscellaneous cultivators who thought they were kings have a try.

Iskandar immediately agreed, "That's a great idea. Setting up these challenges will certainly put all my life's learning to the test, and the challenger will naturally face the challengee's thorough preparation. From a purely challenging perspective, this is undoubtedly a good fit. Furthermore, as Heroic Spirits summoned to answer the call, no one would retreat in the face of difficulty. Defeating the opponent head-on with dignity is a path to conquest that suits me perfectly!"

Altria looked at Iskandar in astonishment, unable to understand why he would agree to such a proposal.

Anyway, the two sides were together now. Irisviel said to Artoria without any reservation, "This proposal is indeed quite good. Artoria, look at Mo Li and his group of three Servants. You don't seem to have much of an advantage against the Berserkers. If you add the Magician and the Assassin, there's no chance of winning. If that proposal succeeds, they will lose the advantage of their three-Servant alliance."

Altria turned to look at Irisviel and nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, this is indeed a good idea."

Although the Holy Grail was still contaminated and couldn't properly fulfill the wish, wasn't the cleaner right in front of him? Once the Holy Grail was clean and he was the final winner, then his wish would be fulfilled!

So far, there are only two people who attract the most firepower. The hero king named Gilgamesh looks like he deserves a beating, and the other is the alliance of three heroes over there, plus Mo Li who is no weaker than a hero.

Therefore, as long as I agree to his proposal, I will still have a chance to win!

Mo Li turned around and said to the two of them speechlessly, "Sister Altria and Mrs. Irisviel, although I'm not your enemy, is it really okay for you to discuss this kind of thing behind my back?"

"Ahaha~ Don't worry about this kind of thing~" Irisviel smiled awkwardly.

"Okay..." Li Qiye sighed and turned back to look at the spearman: "What about you? Diarmuid, are you willing?"

Diarmuid was very interested after hearing this. He didn't need the Holy Grail at all. His only wish was to have a fair fight with a powerful opponent. Whether Xinrong died in battle or won, his wish would be fulfilled.

However, he still has a master, and he needs to bring back the Holy Grail for Kenneth.

After hearing this proposal, Kenneth analyzed the situation and asked, "As the head of a local magician family involved in the Holy Grail War, Mr. Mo Li, are you serious about your proposal?"

Even if it was Kenneth, he couldn't act recklessly given the current situation on the field.

Mo Li said, "Indeed, I am truly serious. I could even prepare for you all in one place, reusing the venue to set up your own levels for other Heroic Spirits to challenge. I personally recommend this method. After all, if all seven locations are used, it would be difficult to explain to the outside world."

Kenneth said, "Could it be that they've already set up a magic workshop and are waiting for us to step into the trap?"

Mo Li explained, "No, because that place isn't suitable. Besides, if we all gather together to solve problems, I can more easily resolve the issues with the Greater Holy Grail system. It's perfectly normal if you don't trust me. After all, there have been many unexpected incidents in the Holy Grail War. I can stake my reputation on this. As long as it's within my reach, no one will die inexplicably. I can better protect everyone. But do you really dare to come?"

In the end, Mo Li's doubts caused various reactions, and what was quite disadvantageous to him was that he was now in the open state of an alliance of three heroes. If they really wanted to unite and hunt down a single hero, it would be too easy.

Iskandar patted Waver's shoulder. "Ha, that's impossible. After all, we have to take care of our own Master. We can't let him follow me around and worry about it. But I can go to that place every day. Tell me, where is the place you specified?"

Mo Li said, "I have already cleared out Liudong Temple, which is perfect for you all to use as a battlefield."

Kenneth thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of a way to defeat the Three Heroes without refusing this offer. So he simply asked Diarmuid, "Diarmuid, in a one-on-one duel, are you confident that you can bring me victory?"

Diarmuid was startled when he heard this, then he said seriously, "My Lord, everyone here is a strong enemy, but please trust me, I will bring you victory."

Kenneth smiled confidently: "Okay, Diarmuid, remember, it is precisely because of my trust that I agreed to that proposal. Go ahead and do it boldly."

"I, Diarmuid, will bring victory to my lord!" Diarmuid's eyes were bright and determined.

Seeing that he was the only one present who hadn't expressed his opinion, Gilgamesh smiled contemptuously. "It's a good suggestion, but I'm not someone who can be invited casually. Your little games may be interesting, but before that, let me see your abilities and confirm whether you are worthy of inviting me to join you!"

"Okay, Berserker, let the Hero King Gilgamesh witness your abilities." Mo Li directly sent the Berserker Lancelot onto the field.

Seeing only one Berserker, Gilgamesh frowned. "What? You only sent one Berserker! How dare you look down on me like that?"

Mo Li rubbed Kallen's head and said, "Hero King, you misunderstood. We have children here. Assassins run fast, and magicians can put up protective shields to avoid accidental injuries. Besides, this venue is not suitable for them to perform, so we won't embarrass ourselves in front of the Hero King."

After hearing this explanation, Gilgamesh's frown finally relaxed. He glanced at the petite Kallen. He was always tolerant towards children. "I see."

Gilgamesh looked at the berserker Lancelot, raised the corners of his mouth, and the two weapons flew out immediately. Lancelot immediately grabbed the flying weapons and started fighting with the Hero King.

Diarmuid stared at the battlefield that had begun again and said, "Hey, King of Conquerors, aren't you going to invite that guy?"

Iskandar said helplessly, "What about an invitation? I don't think there's any room for negotiation with that guy from the beginning!"