When Gilgamesh was first summoned, Tōsaka Tokiomi was extremely confident, believing that the victory of this Holy Grail War was already decided, that the King of Heroes' Noble Phantasm was superior to all Servants, and that there was no Heroic Spirit stronger than him.

This is indeed the case. If we use cards as an example, the Hero King descending as an Archer is a Golden Legendary SSR, and the others are at most Super Rare SRs. But slowly, Tōsaka Tokiomi began to realize that what he summoned was not a Servant, but a father. Gilgamesh's personality is more difficult to serve than he thought. It is a disease called "King".

Just like right now, Tōsaka Tokiomi has the strongest Archer, plus his disciple Kotomine Kirei's Assassin. One of them is responsible for collecting intelligence, and the other is responsible for crushing the battle. There is no possibility of failure.

Even more fortunately, four Servants gathered in the center of the port: Saber, Lancer, Rider, and Berserker. The four not-so-bright Servants talked about the way of chivalry, and introduced their real names one after another, making the scene look like a martial arts conference.

At this point, with intelligence gathered, Tohsaka Tokiomi felt that the Holy Grail War could basically come to an end. Although there was still a Caster hiding somewhere, and the information about Berserker, who claimed to be a fictional Heroic Spirit, was a little vague, but it was not a problem, because he had a father... no, an SSR! Tohsaka Tokiomi had already formulated the next battle plan. With Assassin's intelligence gathering ability, he could grasp the positions of the servants, persuade them with kind words, and let his father defeat them one by one, and he could easily get the Holy Grail.

However, what he was most worried about still happened. King Archer's illness relapsed, and he ignored his advice and insisted on showing up, which resulted in his real name being exposed. In addition to the previous information leak that Assassin was not dead, Tōsaka Tokiomi could imagine that other masters would definitely form an alliance to fight against the strongest hero king.

"If I have another chance, I will definitely..." Tōsaka Tokiomi was troubled, and finally said angrily: "Excluding some minor flaws, the King of Heroes is actually quite good!"

"Wait a minute!" Duke suddenly interrupted. Facing Archer's doubts, he continued, "It's a bit difficult for me to dodge such a dense attack with my old body."

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A large amount of metal was extracted from the ground, with a faint fluorescence, gathering in front of Duke, condensing into the phantoms of two long swords. The surging magic power poured in, and the phantoms solidified, transforming into two long swords of different colors, with runes all over the swords, both of which were extremely heavy.

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Long spears, short swords, eight different cold weapons, all shining brightly in the golden light. A faint magic power overflowed from the weapons, and it was obvious that these were all treasures.

"What a joke, you... you bastard!!" Archer's whole body was shaking, as if he had suffered a great humiliation, and he almost recited every word.

Duke took a deep breath, his chest swelled violently, and he clasped his hands together and shouted, "Life is back!!!"

"Frostmourne! Fire's Joy! I am dual wielding and fighting Gandalf!" The ice-blue light was hazy and the fiery red flames were rising. Behind Duke, the blue and red were clearly separated, half frozen and half burning.

The King's Treasure responded to his anger, and eight treasures were shot out at the same time, like bullets fired from a gun, rushing in front of Duke in an instant at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

"How is it possible? A mere bastard, a wild hero who appeared out of nowhere, actually..." Archer's eyes were red, and his golden armor was shaking, making crisp collision sounds.

There were a series of inhalations on the field. Archer's fighting style of throwing out his Noble Phantasms at any time was something they had never seen before. Saber stood in front of Irisviel, Rider protected his princess, and Lancer also cast a worried look at where Kayneth was.

Archer was slightly stunned, and the golden light curtain behind him also stopped. He pursued immortality in his lifetime, but to no avail. Seeing Duke who had returned to his youth, he actually felt jealous.

"No surprise there. I am a wizard who has seen the door to truth. The mysteries of the soul and flesh are all under my control. The forbidden human body refining is also easy for me, not to mention such a trivial matter as regaining youth." Facing the mad Archer, Duke replied casually, making him even more furious.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom———

This was not surprising. In Archer's worldview, anyone who opposed him was defying the king's will. Duke's repeated disregard for him was the biggest challenge to his authority.

"Old man, I want to see how many times you can dodge!"

Unlike the others who were shocked, Archer's expression was even colder. Although he was an old man, he was surprisingly agile and dodged all the treasures projected by the King's Treasure.

"You are just an old man, and you dare to say that!" Archer's eyes were slightly cold. In his heart, he admired a powerful hero like Duke, but as a king, his arrogance did not allow for different voices, so that little bit of appreciation was quickly thrown out of the window.

The silver hair and white beard were gone, replaced by long black hair, and his lean body was muscular, with a streamlined and violent beauty all over his body. His old face was replaced by the handsome look of his youth, with sharp features and dark, deep eyes, all showing nobility and elegance.

Archer, who was about to explode, sneered and narrowed his eyes. A continuous radiance spread out behind him, revealing one after another of his extraordinary treasures, showing his supreme majesty under the golden light.

The golden light curtain spread out, the king's treasure glowed with golden light, and the eight treasures were aimed at Duke.

"You are a king who is arrogant but not generous. I have seen many tyrants like you. You are just richer." Duke was targeted by a lot of treasures, and he felt rich and powerful, and he felt like a RMB player. He was not afraid, because he was the nemesis of RMB players. He opened... ahem, a max-level account that he practiced day and night.

"The oldest hero king, come at me, my sword is thirsty!"

“Want to say 'off the crap' again? Your vocabulary is really limited. Even though you are the oldest king, you haven't received much education after all!” Duke shook his head helplessly and opened his hands. Two magic circles, one blue and one red, lit up.

"Old man, today I am going to tear you into pieces!"

port!

Under the sky, every time a treasure pierced into the void, a circle of golden ripples would appear. Hundreds of treasures appeared at the same time, instantly dyeing the sky golden.

Archer stood on the street lamp, as if he was standing proudly on the throne of the Ninth Heaven, looking down at Duke with an unhappy face: "You old man, you actually dared to call me by my name, who gave you the courage!"

Wisps of white smoke rose, and Duke's body glowed red. His old body was filled with vitality, as if time had gone back, and he performed a rejuvenation in front of everyone.

"You..." Archer's voice trembled, the king's pride was trampled upon.

Archer frowned. "How ridiculous! You dare to speak so brazenly."

Even if those treasures were not released, they still had considerable destructive power when projected. The explosions sounded almost simultaneously, bursting at Duke's location. Roaring flames shot up into the sky, and everyone was blinded by the dazzling light and unable to look directly at it.

The golden halos were densely packed like a honeycomb. The momentum of this move alone was enough to make most of the Heroic Spirits give up waiting for death. Seeing this scene, the servants watching were all shaken. They were confident that they could dodge three or five Noble Phantasms, but facing hundreds at a time... "You bastards, prepare for the luxurious funeral that the king will give you. Remember to be grateful!" Archer showed a nasty smile, waved his hand, and was about to launch an attack.

Archer was still in shock and fury when he suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He was startled and subconsciously met Duke's cold eyes.

"So, after seeing my strength, you feel desperate and are ready to beg for mercy?" Archer stopped attacking and said disdainfully: "If you kneel down and swear to be loyal to me, I can forgive your rude offense."

The King's Treasure is Archer's greatest reliance on all other Heroic Spirits. With this treasure, he is invincible. He will not allow anyone to survive this move, not even by lingering on.

Duke shook his head: "You think too much, this is just a warm-up exercise, I'm going to get serious now."

Burning rage could be seen in the red pupils, and as Archer shouted angrily, the king's judgment came in an instant.

"The King's Treasure!"

Golden light!

Dazzling golden light fell like a meteor, and a whistling and tearing wind suddenly broke out. Every treasure turned into a dazzling light, and golden raindrops fell from the sky.

(End of this chapter)