Let's rewind time a little. That's right, just a little bit. Let's push time forward to when Kariya used his Command Spell.
A large number of Noble Phantasms were fired from Gilgamesh's treasury, striking the ground directly. The immense power carried by the Noble Phantasms directly caused the ground to collapse into a huge crater. The ground, made of a mixture of concrete and steel rebar, was directly pulverized, kicking up a large cloud of dust and smoke. Under such an attack, the chances of the Berserker's survival were slim to none.
But Gilgamesh frowned. If he wasn't mistaken, just before his attack landed, that Berserker had already vanished without a trace. He had gone to so much trouble, yet he still hadn't eliminated that damn bastard. This was truly ironic. Thinking of this, the anger in his heart, which had just barely dissipated, flared up again.
Gilgamesh began to look around, searching for the few mongrels who had called themselves kings before. If he didn't vent this fire in his heart, he would truly find it difficult to rest easy tonight.
However, just as Gilgamesh was preparing to make another move, Tokiomi, far away in his own basement, sent an instruction using a Command Spell. Of course, this instruction was, on the surface, decorated with a layer called "advice." In the end, it was an order, especially since a Command Spell was used.
To be honest, today's battle had far exceeded Tokiomi's expectations. The Gate of Babylon had displayed far too much power. At this point, their team had probably become a thorn in the side of many others. Fortunately, this King had not shown more of his trump cards. This way, even if they were being targeted, there was still a possibility of maneuvering.
Gilgamesh was actually very unhappy with the retreat order given by Tokiomi. But suppressing the fire in his heart and analyzing calmly, their current situation was indeed one where, after he had consumed a portion of his magical energy, they should temporarily retreat. This was a war. If he really were to attack the other Servants... although he wasn't afraid of being surrounded and attacked by those other mongrels, it would be a headache.
Gilgamesh was not an invincible being. If he were, then during the air battle when the great sea demon appeared in the original world line, he would not have been shot down or even injured by Lancelot's various methods, although he didn't show it on the surface. Two fists are no match for four hands. Even if Gilgamesh was a top-tier Servant, and could be said to be afraid of no one in a one-on-one fight, at least right now, if Aslan's main body were to make a move, Gilgamesh would have a hard time dealing with the [Avalon] that Aslan might pull out at any time. And Melusine's speed was also an existence that Gilgamesh would find difficult to deal with.
Forget it...
Although he was very angry, and although he might not be able to sleep well tonight because of this, let's just end it here for today.
Having said this, Gilgamesh took a deep breath, re-adjusted his mentality, and put away the anger and annoyance on his face, returning to his original arrogant and untamable appearance. "Hmph. Have you all hidden yourselves away because of this king's battle? Should I say you are cowards, or that you have good judgment? That is all for today. This king has warmed up. The next time I see you mongrels will be when you kneel on the ground and make your exit before this king!"
With that, Gilgamesh turned into golden magical energy and vanished without a trace.
After seeing Gilgamesh leave, the King of Conquerors patted his Master's body, which was trembling a little from seeing such a battle. He then raised an eyebrow and glanced in the direction Gilgamesn had disappeared. "What a king who cares about his face. He should have just said he didn't want to fight so many people at once."
Kenneth, hiding in the dark, had originally been thinking about whether he should take this opportunity to have Balin launch a sneak attack and kill an enemy Servant or Master. But recalling the guy in the golden armor just now, Kenneth couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. As expected, he should wait until that golden king has made his exit before considering a sneak attack on other Servants or Masters.
The pressure brought by Gilgamesh made Kenneth not even want to pursue the matter of Waver taking his catalyst. What's more, for this student to be able to take away the item he had prepared, if there was no help from his own enemies, that would be impossible. He didn't need to take his anger out too much on a naive student who knew nothing. That's right, at least the person before him, who would in the future be called the famous teacher Lord El-Melloi II, was, in the eyes of his current teacher Kenneth, a child who could not be more naive. Had this student not thought about why he could so easily get his own teacher's package? And his teacher was a Lord. As expected, a child who had grown up in a honey pot, who had not experienced any storms, nor had he experienced any conspiracies.
Thinking of this, Kenneth even felt that this student of his was a little pitiful. If the Heroic Spirit summoned by the catalyst he had prepared was not this King of Conquerors, but a Heroic Spirit who was difficult to communicate with, this student of his might have also died in this Holy Grail War, and then be branded with the name of a patricide by the enemies of his own faction. Truly, a situation where he couldn't defend himself, and would be used completely even after death.
"We're retreating, Lancer. Also, Student Waver, I will be giving you extra lessons during this Holy Grail War, to teach you what the world of magi is like. At the same time, regarding your theft of my catalyst, I will also be punishing you. In short, be prepared. And this extra tutoring, I will be charging you for it."
Kenneth shook his head in the dark, and at the same time, took out a fashion magazine from behind his back. Ever since he had learned about the fashion world, he had discovered this field that could divert his attention when he was irritable and unhappy. And next to these magazines, there were even Kenneth's own notes. At this time, Kenneth was also beginning to understand why some magi always had some hobbies that seemed out of place for them.
After Balin waved his hand and left, Merlin also pursed his lips. Then, his gaze fell upon Irisviel, who was walking this way, and the girl following behind her whom he was very familiar with. He also quickly waved his hand. A large number of flower petals began to surge up from under his feet, and in a short while, they had covered him.
"It seems there won't be a fight today. In that case, my Master and I will take our leave."
However, it was precisely because Merlin had used such a conspicuous special effect as flower petals to retreat that Kiritsugu, at this moment, caught a glimpse of Akuta Hinako's figure on the periphery of the port. At the same time, he silently marked Merlin and Akuta Hinako as a team.