I must draw my sword immediately!

Chapter 146 Reversing the Sands of Logic
The sky, woven from hundreds of thousands of holy spear branches, trembled violently.

The terrifying aftershocks penetrated the Holy Lance's protection, transforming into a heavy airflow descending from the sky within the royal capital.

This invisible, heavy airflow acts like a hammer, striking the earth in a straight line from thousands of meters high.

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

"Peng!"

The houses directly hit by the bullets exploded, collapsed, and toppled instantly.
Countless pieces of construction debris transformed into a rain of flying debris, shooting out in all directions!

Suya immediately recognized it.
This is the most direct miracle, the aftershock of the purest clash of forces!

Looking up at this scene, he stood rooted to the spot, his pupils slightly contracted, his gaze fixed on the distorted air projectiles descending from the sky.

coincidentally,

At that moment, a gas cannonball was hurtling straight toward the Opera House Square!
"Your Majesty, get out of the way!"

“Excali——”

In the distance, such sounds echoed in my ears.

Dagonet's urgent cry rang out almost simultaneously with Gawain's shout as he drew his sword, who was hiding near the opera house.

But Suya realized—

That's too late!

If the gas cannonball hits, the knights he just acquired could suffer heavy losses immediately.

He immediately reached out and grabbed the longsword that Leopold had just drawn halfway in front of him.

bass!
Draw your sword!

He lunged forward, and then his forward foot slammed down heavily!

【trample】!
The ground cracked open instantly, and the boots that had been grinding against it exploded in that instant.

With this force, Suya raised his forearm, his back arm hanging upside down with the sword tip on the ground, and swung the longsword, using the terrifying power he had just gained to shoot it upwards!

During this process, a large amount of scarlet magic quickly climbed up the sword, creating a massive amount of air currents that swirled around it.

[Storm Sword] + [Throw]!
"Fuck!"

The longsword that Suya had unleashed instantly transformed into a crimson light.
With a speed faster than Dagonet's charge and faster than Gawain's concept of the Victory Sword, it collided with the gas cannonball in mid-air at a single point.

The next moment,
Two winds, compressed to their extremes, intertwined, squeezed, and surged against each other!
Then,

"--boom!"

A violent and turbulent storm exploded more than ten meters above the Opera House Square!

"Hoohoo!"

The turbulent hurricane that erupted from the sky made it difficult for the knights lying on the ground to open their eyes, forcing them to raise their arms to cover their faces.

Several knights who didn't have time to lie down were instantly carried high into the air by the wind, thrown seven or eight meters away before falling to the ground, where they lay groaning in pain.

The wind gradually subsided.

The crowd looked up in bewilderment, and after realizing what had happened, they stared in shock at Suya standing in the center of the square.

Including Dagonet who showed up and Gawain who arrived shortly after,
A single thought arose in the minds of everyone present.
Wait, is this a high-level swordsman?
The knights, who had initially been somewhat resentful of being loaned out by Edwin to serve under Sua, instantly cleared their eyes.
Knight Leopold, kneeling before Suya and having witnessed Suya's actions firsthand, swallowed hard.

He had assumed Sua was the type of person who excelled in domestic affairs, and the fact that Sua had access to Greiflet and recruited Gawain and the Knights of Baling proved this.
Suya's strength was merely that of an ordinary high-level swordsman; someone with that level of skill could easily hit several people in the capital by simply throwing a piece of trash at them.

Even though he had just been frightened by Sua's gaze and his own intuition, Leopold still harbored a sliver of hope.

Until this moment.

Leopold's lips trembled slightly, and his gaze toward Sua suddenly became extremely clear. He rolled his eyes, and another thought suddenly arose in his mind.

With such strength, and the ability to bestow such precious and unspeakable abilities upon his knights, he saw this as a sign that a powerful knightly order was taking shape.

Suya was clearly confident that he had Prince Edwin under control, and there was no way he would let them go back and leak the secret.

Rather than following the unambitious and petty Edwin and helping him plot against Sua, it's better to be honest now.
One thought comes to this,
Leopold immediately bowed his head earnestly to Sua and said:

“Sir Suya, I have something quite important to tell you!” However, Leopold’s words received no reply from Suya. He cautiously raised his head and saw…

Suya, looking solemn, was already talking with the other people who had suddenly appeared on the field.

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"What was that just now? Can anyone explain it?"

at this time,

The sudden change subsided, and after the initial commotion, the holy lance branches in the sky returned to calm.

As if nothing had happened, the golden tree cast a warm and tranquil glow.

But the ruins of the surrounding area, and even further away, are still clearly visible.

Seeing this scene,
Sua couldn't convince himself that it was an illusion, and he immediately looked at Dagonet, Gawain, Bedwell and the others who were quickly gathering around him.

Dagonet and Bedwell, clearly unaccustomed to this level of situation, exchanged bewildered glances.

It was Gawain who spoke first, his brows furrowed as he said crisply:
"That must have been the result of the capital city being attacked by an attack exceeding the output of an A+ rank Noble Phantasm."

“This kind of thing hasn’t happened in more than ten years. I only heard about it when I was a child and was being trained by Sir Euphias.”

"The capital has been attacked?"

Sua and Dagonet exchanged a glance, and Dagonet immediately speculated:
"It must be the Conqueror! She has crossed the Golden Curtain and is leading her army to attack the capital, Winchester!"

Suya's expression immediately hardened, and she asked:

"So what will happen next?"

At this moment, Bedivere seemed to remember something and spoke up:

"The Royal Library records that the Holy Lance was attacked on a similar scale, which nearly tore the whole of Britain apart."

Bedwell pointed to the golden tree branches in the sky, which were swaying at a strange frequency and surging in all directions.
"Those branches are the Star Locks that hold the Holy Lance together and anchor the stars. They are also the true [city walls] of the capital. Right now, the Star Locks are under attack, and they will continuously draw out the magic power that maintains the stability of the earth's surface to resist the attack."

"Essentially, those branches are shackles imposed on the Holy Lance by the power of the Holy Lance, things that are meant to fix the Holy Lance beneath the capital."

"At the same time, the process of resisting the attack is also the process of the Star Chains beginning to disintegrate. When the Star Chains completely disintegrate, the Holy Lance loses its effect of maintaining the mystery of the surface and changes from a defensive stance to an offensive stance."

"In other words, by then, the Holy Lance will appear in its true form."

"The anchor has truly been pulled!"

Suya roughly understood the meaning behind Bedwell's words, thought for a moment, and immediately asked the question he most wanted to know:

"When will this city wall surrounding the capital disappear?"

At this moment, Gao Wen spoke up:

"The attack that the capital is currently facing exceeds the output standard of an A+ rank Noble Phantasm, but it is clear that it has not reached A++ rank, so the Star Chains were not torn apart immediately."

"In theory, unless an attack reaches A++ level, it is impossible to break through the Holy Lance's defenses."

"But just now, I sensed a change in the magic around me."

"The enemy's attack this time is to create a temporary breach, connect the magic inside and outside the capital, and regain control of the great magic that is being cast inside the capital."

“Sir Suya, you should be able to see it more clearly than I am. You have [Magic Vision], right?”

Gawain pointed towards the direction of the Silver Crown Court.
"When the magic gathers and the 'jar' in the center of the capital is filled, it will be the time for the enemy to launch their final attack!"

Upon hearing this, Su Adam immediately activated his Crimson Dragon Eyes and looked in the direction Gawain had pointed.

next moment,
He then saw,

Countless illusory ethereal magical energy particles floated up from around him, converging towards the sky above the Silver Crown Royal Court in the center of the capital.

There, there was a strangely shaped object, resembling an hourglass.

The bottom of the hourglass was already half-filled with highly concentrated, gravel-like magical blocks, and these magical 'sands' were continuously 'falling' into the upper part of the hourglass from the bottom in a way that defied the laws of physics.

Suya counted the beats of her heart, did a quick calculation based on the increase in magical sand over a period of time, and immediately her expression hardened.
"18 hours!"

"The hourglass will start to reverse in 18 hours!"

"And then the prison that is Winchester, the capital, will be opened!"

(End of this chapter)