"Hey—you! Are you ignoring me?!"
Gilgamesh finally lost his composure and shouted in fury.
"Did you know?"
Leon did not even look at him.
He merely raised a hand, and an invisible force that Gilgamesh was completely powerless to resist seized him and delivered him straight into Leon's grasp.
Leon's fingers closed around his throat.
"Wh—"
Gilgamesh tried to speak, but no words came out.
Leon maintained precisely enough force that he neither strangled Gilgamesh to death nor gave him enough room to speak.
Honestly, controlling his strength to precisely the point where he could restrain Gilgamesh without killing him was rather difficult.
After all, the opponent before him was not Leon's Servant incarnation.
This was Leon's genuine, unrestrained original body.
Damn mongrel!!!!
Gilgamesh roared inwardly.
He wanted to activate Ea, the Sword of Rupture, and sever Leon's arm outright.
But the instant that thought arose, Gilgamesh's crimson pupils suddenly contracted!
"!!!"
Because at some point, Leon's previously empty hand was now holding the very arm Gilgamesh had been using to wield Ea.
Leon examined it as though it were some extraordinarily rare treasure worth "ninety-nine percent of his attention."
PSSSH!!!!!!!
Blood erupted from Gilgamesh's severed arm in a violent column.
Yet he seemed not to notice.
At that moment, his mind was consumed by disbelief.
What just happened?
BANG—
Leon used telekinesis to blast Gilgamesh's severed arm into dust, leaving only Ea behind.
He grasped the second section of the sword and began applying force.
HMMMM—
As though it could feel pain, Ea let out an almost imperceptible whimper.
Leon gradually increased his strength.
Under Gilgamesh's horrified, wide-eyed stare—
Crack!
A first fracture appeared across Ea's blade.
Then a second.
A third…
Until—
BOOM!
Ea suddenly shattered, transforming into pure magical energy before dispersing into the air.
After all, this was merely a projection materialized and stabilized by the Holy Grail.
It could never compare with the genuine Ea.
With barely any effort, Leon had caused the magical energy composing it to collapse.
"Did you think I hadn't noticed that you were still alive?"
"This moment is precisely the value I have granted you for clinging to life."
"Are you feeling despair, Hero King?"
Leon's indifferent gaze settled upon Gilgamesh.
At this moment, he was venting the anger he had accumulated across both the past and the future.
During the Unlimited Blade Works route of the Fifth Holy Grail War, what Gilgamesh had done to Illyasviel had been something Leon could never forgive from the moment he first learned of it.
And he still could not forgive it now.
Even though Leon admired Gilgamesh during his era as the Wise King, that did not mean he approved of Gilgamesh's personality as a tyrant.
Just as Gilgamesh himself had once said:
"If my younger self knew what my present self had become, he would probably take his own life."
Leon felt the same way.
And he acted accordingly.
Continuing to torture Gilgamesh would not bring Leon any pleasure.
If anything, it would probably leave him with the hollow feeling of a childhood wish being effortlessly fulfilled only after reaching adulthood.
So—
Crack!
Leon crushed Gilgamesh's neck and directly dispersed the Spiritual Foundation of his Servant existence.
"Mongrel! Don't let me encounter you again!"
Gilgamesh's furious soul continued roaring beside Leon's ears.
"If you keep running your mouth, I won't let you go back."
"Even if this doesn't affect your true self recorded upon the Throne, at the very least, the pain experienced by this incarnation's consciousness will be completely real to you."
Leon narrowed his crimson eyes slightly.
The corners of his lips curved into an exceedingly healthy smile.
"Hmph!"
Faced with Leon's threat, the Gilgamesh of this incarnation could only swallow his humiliation.
He snorted once more and obediently rose toward the heavens, carrying this unwilling and humiliating memory back to the Throne of Heroes, where his true self could "read" it later.
And with Gilgamesh, the final remaining Servant, departing—
The manifestation of the Root in the heavens completely closed.
Upon the ruined Mount Enzō, only Emiya Kiritsugu and Leon remained.
One man had lost everything.
The other had gained everything.
"Kiritsugu, our contract is complete."
"Now, is there anything you want to say or do?"
"While I'm in a good enough mood, as long as it doesn't violate my principles of justice, I can make it happen for you."
"At this very moment, an omnipotent wish-granter is standing right before you."
Leon spread his arms.
He resembled a god descendin
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