In the world of Type-Moon, it all begins with becoming Morgan's husband!

So--

He looked ahead.

Artoria stood before the shining spear of the end (Rhongomyniad).

The conceptual weapon that had descended upon this world in response to her wish was now gleaming with an indescribable light.

It's probably still its problem.

With trembling hands supporting him on the ground, Ian slowly crawled to his feet.

It must be said that even just the aftershocks of the Rhongomyniad spear are an impact that no ordinary person could withstand.

If he hadn't absorbed enough magic from Artoria, he would probably be in a coma like Lancelot.

Of course, it wasn't much better either.

With each step Ian dragged forward, he could feel his bones groaning in pain.

Even though there's only a short distance between you and Artoria, it feels like you've walked for an incredibly long time.

You overcame countless hardships to reach her.

You called out her name.

"Artoria."

In the past, the girl would have turned around excitedly, then pounced on him like a nimble rabbit, hugged him, and buried her head in his chest.

But at the moment.

Artoria did not respond to Ian's words.

"..."

Ian found it hard to believe—had she not heard him?

"Artoria?"

He shouted it again.

This time the sound was much louder, but the result was still exactly the same.

Ian sensed something was wrong.

He reached out and tried to touch the girl's shoulder.

But the moment they made contact, a powerful force prevented it from happening.

This is something that has never happened before.

You didn't panic.

You know there must be a reason why this happened.

You quickly began to analyze it.

Nothing has changed between you and Artoria.

The only extra item is the Rhongomyniad, which shines in the final spear.

You realize that she is making some kind of pact with this holy lance.

What kind of contract could it be?

Ian had absolutely no idea.

After all, neither Artoria herself nor Rhongomyniad, the spear that shines at the end, are beings he can fully comprehend.

but--

Looking at Artoria's motionless back, Ian sensed that it was definitely not something that would benefit her.

So--

Even if there is a risk of danger, it is necessary to find out what kind of contract it is.

Ian took a deep breath and reached out his hand to Artoria once again.

You are resisting that immense power with your mortal body.

You can feel that every part of your body is under tremendous pressure.

Blood trickled from the corner of your mouth, and the sound of bones breaking echoed within your body.

But you didn't let go.

You know you have to figure all of this out.

This is what you should do.

As if it were destiny, you broke through the force that was blocking your way.

You have witnessed an ongoing sacrifice.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world.

The appearance of the Rhongomyniad, the spear of the end, did not come without a price.

This conceptual weapon, which transcends conventional understanding, cannot be easily acquired by a king.

and so--

After killing Vortigern, it was necessary to pay him a sufficient sum of money.

Artoria chose the part called "human".

She will dedicate all her concepts of "humanity" to the Rhongomyniad that shines at the end, in order to achieve a complete repayment of the price.

This young girl, in the prime of her life, will gradually lose all connection with the existence of "human beings" and stop thinking about problems in a "human" way.

After many years, she will become a wandering spirit in the world.

And all of this resulted in the return of the Age of Gods.

"..."

How can you do this? !

Is the price of defeating Vortigern sacrificing Artoria's concept of being a "human being"?

Why would there be such a price to pay?

No!

Absolutely not!

This is not the ending she deserves!

correct!

Then let's use someone other than her as a substitute!

Ian looked at his hands and didn't hesitate any longer.

He's been a jerk for far too long.

This time, he wanted to be the one to save her.

[The Gift of the Crimson Dragon + Lost: Even the blood of the Crimson Dragon cannot protect you from forcibly interfering with this contract.]

[The Sword of Victory++ has been lost: The blessing of the sun can no longer protect you, and you can no longer wield the Sword of Victory (Excalibur Galatine).]

[Knight of the King's Shadow + Lost: Your presence is fading; no one will see you as the shadow of King Arthur anymore.]

[The Knight's Talent Endures + Lost: The interference of the Holy Lance prevents you from being remembered as a knight, but the Knights of the Round Table will live on forever.]

[The talent for continued combat has been lost: This transcends the concept of "death," and you cannot avoid it.]

The girl's awakening has been lost: stripped of your humanity, you can no longer serve as a repository for Artoria's emotions.

"Artoria."

Ian used all his strength to finally touch the girl's cheek.

"Finally, I can return it to you."

He kissed her—returning the girl's last bit of emotion to her.

"I'm just a despicable bastard, I don't deserve your feelings."

"From now on, live life the way you like."

"Your destiny should not be controlled by anyone."

You have lost your right to be a "human being".

[The Princess's Curse +++ has been enhanced to Princess's Curse EX: Without any protection, you are completely corrupted by Morgan's curse, becoming a concept other than "human."]

And yet, you still have someone you must eliminate for Artoria.

You must completely break the chains of fate that bind her.

85. I will kill you once, and again! (4,000-word chapter)

The person you need to get rid of is none other than Merlin, who made the prophecy many years ago.

The various hardships Artoria suffered all stemmed from his and King Uther's unauthorized actions.

King Uther was by no means a wise king, and Merlin's prophecy was merely a pre-arranged drama.

[Sacrificing the happiness of one person to secure Britain's so-called future.]

What a blatant and shameless lie!

You can't accept any of this.

You refuse to accept all of this.

You want to deny all of this by yourself.

[The obsession bestowed upon you by your talents has been activated: stripped of your humanity, you linger on the earth in the form of this obsession.]

You left before Artoria regained consciousness.

Because you know that meeting her now will only cause her more pain.