e Gilgamesh.
His calm gaze met Gilgamesh's eyes.
“The teachings of God say that taking a life is a sin.
So I only cut off his hand, allowing him to live.”

“I assume the magic crest of that mongrel has been destroyed?” Gilgamesh asked with a composed expression.

This prompted Kirei to burst into laughter.
He laughed loudly, almost uncontrollably.

“Yes, indeed.
The Tohsaka family's magic crest was destroyed, so…so…so how could I let him die?” Kirei laughed.

Gilgamesh studied Kirei with a critical eye and then sneered, “Ugly expression for a mongrel.
What about those mongrels, the assassins?”

“They are keeping watch all around,” Kirei replied.

“Use your Command Seals to gather them together,” Gilgamesh ordered.

“Why…?” Kirei asked, confused.

“I will grant them their wish,” Gilgamesh said, his smile turning wicked.

Kirei continued to look at him in confusion.

Assassin, Hassan of the Hundred, was one of the legendary nineteen Persian “Old Men of the Mountain” and a possible candidate to lead the assassination cult.
He was known for his diverse skills, vast knowledge, and unpredictable abilities and was honored with the revered title of “Hundred Faces.”

In modern times, he would be diagnosed with multiple personality disorders and this was also the source of his Noble Phantasm, Delusional Illusion.

Therefore, Hassan decided to follow his desire to be summoned by the Holy Grail and merge his multiple personalities into one, even though it meant eliminating the source of his Noble Phantasm, “Delusional Illusion”.

Gilgamesh's offer to help Hassan fulfill his wish was puzzling to Kirei.
How could Gilgamesh offer to help someone like Hassan, who he had called a mongrel, especially when the Holy Grail had not yet appeared and the wishing machine was still unseen? Moreover, why would Gilgamesh help someone for no reason, given his character?

Despite his confusion, Kirei followed Gilgamesh's lead and used his command seals to gather the Assassins.

When the Assassins arrived, they were cautious around Gilgamesh, knowing that he was the one who had cut off Tokiomi's arm.

Even Kirei was also left wondering why Gilgamesh had no intention of attacking him.

Gilgamesh looked at the assassins with irony and said with a loud laugh, “Feel honored, this king will grant your wish to fulfill your own tragic desire! Hahahaha hahaha!”

He then clapped his hands fiercely, summoning the black mud.

As the assassins stood above the mud of evil, their feet began to float as if a deep abyss was opening beneath them, ready to devour them.

“Ahh! Aaaahhhhhhh!”

A pitiful scream echoed through the air.
The power of the mud was causing the assassins to merge together.

“It hurts! it hurts so much!” one of them cried out.

“Don't make us one! Don't do this to us!” begged another.

But Gilgamesh laughed heartily, his red eyes relishing in their suffering.
“That's not possible.
The reward of this king is not something you can refuse! Hahahaha!”

Kirei muttered in awe, “Beautiful…
it's truly breathtaking…
what is this?”

Kirei was so engrossed in the sight of the Black Mud devouring the assassins that he failed to notice the book he was holding slip from his fingers.
He stepped forward, heedless of the book of god he was stepping on, his shoes now caked in mud.

As the black mud slowly dissipated, the hundred bodies of the assassins merged into one.
It was not a union of spirits, but a physical, forced integration.

The resulting figure was a horrifying sight.
A hundred and ten heads merged into one body, twenty-seven of them tangled together in a mass of necks.
The assassins had finally achieved their wish of merging into one, but at what cost?

Was this a triumph or a tragedy? No one could say, not even Hassan of the Hundred Faces.
But Kirei felt joy.
Physical and mental joy.
The joy of witnessing someone's desire both fulfilled and destroyed was a thrill to him, just like the thrill he felt when he destroyed Tokiomi Tohsaka with his own hands.

“Kirei, go capture a mongrel for me,” Gilgamesh commanded.

“A mongrel?” Kirei repeated.

“I want the Grail to come into being through a birth,” Gilgamesh explained.

“Very well,” Kirei said with a laugh.
“I'll do anything to see that beautiful thing again.
And the Matou family has a particularly appealing choice.
That old man will surely love it.”

And with that, Kirei left with the united body of a hundred assassins in tow.

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