Simultaneous Travel: Becoming a Legend in the Heavens.

Chapter 479 There's nothing a fight can't solve!

"I understand now. I must be dreaming. The Holy Grail War was a hoax from the beginning. Saber is not my king, I am not Berserker, and Master is not Caster."

"Britain has never fallen, nor has the Knights of the Round Table split. We have all come together to fight and win battles of honor... I have never betrayed the King, that is for sure!"

Lancelot was incoherent, unable to accept the scene before him, his whole body trembling uncontrollably, even the knight's armor on his body making a soft clanging sound.

He's only been gone for a day, so why are the scenes before my eyes and the words I hear so blurry?

What does "last night's events" mean? What does "taking responsibility" mean? What does "marrying" mean? And what the hell does "spending a lifetime together" mean?
Why would our king, who was originally our enemy, kneel down before Master and say something we can't understand at all?
Dimuludo, who also came in, was equally stunned by the rapid development, but quickly recovered after a brief moment of disbelief.

Since it is the lord's choice, the knights under his command naturally have no choice but to support this option!

Saber is indeed a formidable opponent—powerful, beautiful, and of impeccable character. If someone had to stand by the lord's side, Saber would certainly be the most suitable.

Thinking of this, Dimuludo silently gave Luke a thumbs up. As expected of his lord, he easily accomplished what they could not!
"Sir Lancelot... It's a pleasure to see you restored to your former self."

Saber glanced sideways and smiled happily at Lancelot. She had been a little worried when she saw her friend and knight had fallen into the clutches of evil the last time they met.

"I have to thank Master for his help with this... no, that's not the point..."

Lancelot stared at Saber, who was still kneeling on one knee, and gritted his teeth in frustration. "Anyway, please get up!"

Saber was slightly puzzled. "No... but Luke hasn't accepted my proposal yet."

The Knight King was exceptionally open and didn't see anything wrong with proposing in front of others. In fact, although he felt embarrassed, he believed that publicly revealing his identity was a sign of respect for his partner.

Lancelot shifted his gaze from Saber to Luke, his eyes now filled with grief and indignation.

Luke gave an awkward but polite smile and gently pulled Saber up. "Um, Saber, I feel like now isn't a good time..."

He wasn't really keen on getting married. For people like Luke, dating was a good pastime, but marriage was a bit of a stretch.

“How could that be? With Lord Lancelot and Lancer as witnesses, I think now is more appropriate than before.” Saber’s eyes were clear and bright, and her tone was certain.

Lu Ke hesitated before replying, "Then I agree..."

"We can't agree to that!"

At the crucial moment, Lancelot finally overcame his fear of being kissed by a man using a Command Spell and stepped forward to object.

The Knights of the Round Table are all fans of the King, and he was no exception. They paid the highest respect to our King who abandoned human emotions and dedicated his body and soul to the Kingdom of Britain. Saber was not only the King to whom they swore to be loyal, but also a noble faith.

Now, this noble belief has been shattered by the older brother he took in during his time of hardship.

Yes, my older brother is indeed very good.

He is an excellent Master, powerful, and of noble status. Even a disloyal knight like him is willing to accept and trust him. But... how could he do that to the King!

If you change your target, even if you can't hold them down, you can at least keep an eye on them.

Saber looked at Lancelot seriously: "Lord Lancelot, why do you object? Do you think I am not worthy to marry Luke?"

It's not that you're unworthy, it's just that Master is an absolute scumbag. No matter how good your conditions are, you'll never be a good match for a lifetime...

You ask how he knows? Because he's a jerk too!

Lancelot was torn between two conflicting emotions: as a Servant, he couldn't betray his Master and expose his weaknesses; as a Knight, he couldn't push the King into the fire.

Under extreme stimulation, an ominous black aura surged from his body, turning his blue armor black again. His Berserk level, which Luke had lowered to its lowest point, began to rise rapidly, even surpassing its initial level and reaching the "EX" level.

The "Unregretful Lake Light" on the ground turned into points of light and reappeared in his hand, its terrifying aura surging upwards. Lancelot raised his head and roared.

"Arthur!!!"

Perhaps due to the Master's high quality and the fact that the Noble Phantasm had been unsealed once, even after going berserk again, "Unrepentant Lake Light" was not sealed again. In addition, with an extremely abundant supply of mana, the current Berserker is more than one level stronger than before.

Seeing this, Saber instinctively stood protectively in front of Irisviel, looking to Luke for help. He was an expert in this area and should understand the reason.

"Lucy, what's wrong with Lord Lancelot?"

“He had a knot in his heart that he couldn’t untie, and now that he’s been stimulated, he’s hit rock bottom and bounced back.”

Luke calmly explained that he could actually stabilize Lancelot's emotions at any time if he wanted to, but dragging it out indefinitely was not a good idea.

"How to deal with it?"

Lu Ke succinctly stated: "Just beat him up."

Saber nodded, her eyes instantly sharpening. Knight armor covered her blue dress, and the Excalibur in her hand gleamed.

In just a few words, Lancelot completely lost his way, brandishing 'Indestructible Lake Light' and charging towards Saber... and Luke in front of him.

Ding--

The Crimson Demon Spear blocked the Holy Sword's attack. Dimu Ludo stood in front of Luke, his fighting spirit awe-inspiring and his whole body brimming with fighting will. Servants are weapons after all, and he had been itching to have a serious fight for so long.

"Lancelot, if you want to lay a hand on my lord, you'd better ask if my twin pistols will allow it first!"

Saber stepped forward, sword in hand, and declared without hesitation: "Lancer, this is a matter between me and Lord Lancelot. Don't interfere!"

Dimurdo smiled slightly, glancing at Luke out of the corner of his eye: "The Lord's orders are another matter, but Saber, both you and Lancelot have made a pact with me to fight."

In an instant, the aura of three powerful Servants enveloped the ordinary mansion, and the entire house began to tremble as magic surged.

Luke didn't stop him, and burst into laughter, "Isn't this great? There's nothing that Servants can't resolve with a fight, right? Let's treat it as a warm-up before the banquet, a celebration before the end."

"However, my small place is not suitable for making a fuss."

He snapped his fingers with a smile, and in the blink of an eye, the surrounding scene transformed from a mansion into a lush, deserted forest.

"Spatial teleportation, a magical technique of a magical level, and with so many people at the same time!"

Irisviel was initially startled, but considering that her new body was created by Luke, who could even directly interfere with her soul and place it into the new body, she wasn't too surprised by it.

Luke pulled Irisviel into his arms, flew into the air, and extended his index finger, completing the barrier to drive away people.

Almost simultaneously, the three Servants collided together, leaving afterimages.

Boom! ! !
Countless afterimages intertwined, sparks from the clash of guns and swords blooming in the air—a chaotic battle where no one had teammates, everyone simultaneously attacked from both sides. The two Servants, constantly powered by immense magic, and the Servant whose magic had just been replenished yesterday, were all at their peak, their magic power seemingly inexhaustible.

The tide of battle quickly turned.

Saber, who had been getting beaten up the moment she appeared, finally showed her strength as a top-tier Servant. With top-notch stats and abundant magic power, she used her magic power without reservation, and her wide-ranging swordsmanship had the power to split mountains and shatter rocks with every strike.

Although it was initially a three-way standoff, Saber subtly managed to get Lancer and Berserker to cooperate more, reducing the frequency of their attacks and giving them more opportunities to parry Saber's attacks.

"Arthur!!!"

Although Lancelot, who was more familiar with Saber's swordsmanship and tactics, was slightly suppressed, his technique remained perfectly in place. The blade of "Unrepentant Lake Light" glowed with blue light, and he was always ready to counterattack.

"Such pure fighting spirit and power, Saber, you have healed my curse and become even stronger!"

Dimuludo brandished his two guns; he was the one who was putting up the hardest of the three.

His high stats diminish the importance of skill, and the exposed effects of his Noble Phantasm are easy to defend against, leaving him without any advantage.

But the chief warrior of the Fiona Knights remained brave and fearless, his magic spear drawing deadly arcs, threatening to take his life at the slightest mistake.

After another collision, Dimurdo swayed slightly, revealing a slight opening. Berserker then used a heavy sword strike to force him back, widening the opening.

Without hesitation, Saber charged forward with sword raised, just like in their first battle, displaying an indomitable spirit.

"Come on, everyone!"

Dimu Ludo, caught in a predicament, laughed heartily, his veins bulging on his arms as he threw them with all his might, unleashing an explosion of all the magic power within him in an overloaded state, ignoring the limits of his physical body.

"My lord, witness all that knights have to do! Please applaud my strike!"

He looked at Luke watching from high above with a gleam in his eyes, roared, and threw out "Red Rose of Destruction" and "Yellow Rose of Annihilation" without reservation. The two magic spears exploded in the air with a series of sonic booms and shot towards Lancelot and Saber.

The blow was exceptionally heavy, causing Lancelot to drop his sword. He used "A Knight Never Dies Barehanded" to grab the crimson magic spear, but before he could regain control, the heavy spear pierced through his abdomen without obstruction, ignoring his armor and sending him flying.

On the other side, the "Yellow Rose of Destruction" also thrust with overwhelming force towards Saber, who was wielding the Sword of Excalibur, with its target being the girl's heart.

A violent wind surged across Excalibur, and Saber gripped it tightly. The "Wind King's Hammer" suddenly erupted, slamming heavily onto the yellow magic spear, deflecting it off its trajectory and piercing only her shoulder.

puff!

Saber's shoulder had a bloody hole, and opposite it was Excalibur, which had pierced Dimurdo's abdomen.

"Brilliant! As expected of the King of Knights..."

Dimurdo gave a bitter smile. Whether facing the destined Demon Boar or the Knight King, the "Yellow Rose of Inevitable Destruction" had failed to provide any certainty...

puff-

The first player eliminated was Dimuludo, who collapsed to the ground.

The next second, the damaged spirit reappeared next to Lu Ke, and its hideous wounds began to heal rapidly.

As long as the Servant's core is not destroyed, they can reconstruct their body with magic power, and they will recover even faster if they have healing magic.

Luke did not reprimand the first loser, nor did he make any wicked remarks to tease the upright knight as he usually did. Instead, he patted the knight on the head and gave him a light compliment.

"Not bad, barely qualified to be my knight."

Dimuludo didn't speak, but tears welled up in his eyes, his emotions almost overflowing. He bowed his head respectfully.

…………

The "distant utopia" dispelled the incurable curse, but Saber deliberately suppressed it while repairing her body.

Despite the pain, the Knight King turned to look at Lancelot, who was clutching his pierced abdomen and walking towards him, and spoke calmly.

“Lord Lancelot, I did not blame you then, not only because you were my friend and knight, but also because I had no right to criticize you.”

“I married Guinevere to consolidate Britain. As a woman, I was unable to provide her husband with the security and happiness he deserved… If you are guilty, I am an accomplice.”

“I have seen another possibility, what it is like to face the people as your true gender and talk about national affairs with people you really like. I hope you can feel my belief.”

She raised Excalibur high, and the Star Sword shone with true brilliance in the morning light, golden rays converging from all directions to condense into a dazzling beam of light that reached the heavens.

That is the dream pursued and longed for by all the warriors who have perished on the battlefield throughout their lives, spanning the past, present, and even the future, and the victory that embodies their prayers for glory.

Bathed in this clear light, Saber's face was incredibly solemn, and she sang out the glory embodied in her sword with a voice full of pride.

"Ex-caliber!!!"

Illuminated by this magnificent light, Lancelot stopped what he was doing and raised "Lake of No Regrets," and his sister sword, also a holy sword given to him by the lake spirits, also shone brightly.

That was a slash of light that reached its limit, surpassing all boundaries.

The raging magic coalesced and rapidly converged on the sword, its light deeper than a lake and more magnificent than moonlight, calm yet deadly.

"All bonds severed, the lake's radiance surpasses all!!!"

The golden and blue magical torrents collided, and the violent shockwave wiped out everything around them. A huge mushroom cloud rose up with a roar that even the barrier could not stop.

As the aftershocks of the battle subsided, Saber still stood tall and straight in the crater, which was over a hundred meters in diameter, facing Lancelot, who had fallen to the ground and returned to normal.

The two Servants have decided who will win.

Saber stepped forward and extended his hand to Lancelot on the ground: "Lord Lancelot, in my heart you have always been a noble knight."

"I am unworthy of such praise, Your Majesty."

Lancelot sighed, no longer refusing Saber's outstretched hand, and used it to get up.

He glanced at Luke slowly descending from the sky, Irisviel stunned by the intensity of the battle, and Dimurdo whose face seemed to say, "It's really a shame he doesn't have a light-based Noble Phantasm." Before they got close, he lowered his voice.

"I fully understand your feelings for Master, but I still suggest you don't propose. A man like Master is fine as a concubine to satisfy physical desires, but as for a serious life together... it's hard to say."

Saber: ...

(End of this chapter)