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"Artoria."

"I miss you so much."

pat.

It seems that something has broken free of its shackles.

There was a clang.

The Sword of Excalibur fell to the ground.

Two clear tears streamed from Artoria's eyes.

"Mr. Ian."

"I...miss you too."

183. Humanity's Guardian Artoria / The End of the Holy Grail War / My Girlfriend Mash (4k)

"This……"

Seeing that Artoria, who had just been determined to kill Ian, was now crying, Olga Marie was confused.

"What's going on here?"

Just as the young director was about to get up, he heard Mash, who had become the Shield Hero, stop him.

"Director!"

"Please don't come any closer, it's dangerous here!"

After successfully activating her Noble Phantasm, Mash's sensitivity to magic also increased significantly.

This is the physical advancement that comes from transitioning from a "sub-Servant" to a "Servant".

Mashu could sense that Artoria was defying the shackles imposed upon her with her willpower.

This is something only a Heroic Spirit of her caliber could do!

but--

Mash gripped the round shield in her hand, her expression somewhat complicated.

I always feel...

His relationship with Artoria is not that simple.

the other side.

Even though Artoria had broken free of her physical restraints, Ian found that the situation seemed to be getting worse.

She is still struggling.

Her suffering has not yet subsided.

"Artoria!"

Ian hugged her.

"What's wrong with you?! Tell me... what's wrong with you?!"

"nothing."

Artoria's voice had become somewhat weak.

But she still managed a smile, trying to look at the man in front of her in her best light.

"It's just... fighting against Command Seals."

Sabers typically possess extremely high magic resistance.

As one of the best among them, Artoria's performance in this regard is naturally even stronger.

She can not only resist magic that harms her, but also resist her Master's Command Seals to a certain extent.

but--

This resistance comes at a price.

The more powerful the magic she has to fight, the more magic power Artoria will consume.

But something's not right!

The Holy Grail should have enough magic to keep Artoria in her current state, so how did it turn out like this?

Seemingly seeing through Ian's thoughts, the weakened Artoria's lips trembled slightly before she began to explain:

“I…did not use the Holy Grail’s magic.”

"Why?!" Ian's eyes widened. "Why won't you use it?!"

"because……"

Artoria looked at the pillar of light behind her.

"I feel there's something wrong with it."

"Absolutely... absolutely no one can be allowed to come into contact with it."

"Otherwise... the future will be ruined."

Ian realized it in an instant.

Humans never do anything without a reason, and neither do heroic spirits.

As the first "Servant" to come into contact with the Holy Grail, Artoria discovered its anomaly.

She realized that this was definitely not something she could wish upon.

and so--

She cannot allow anyone in this Holy Grail War to touch it.

In response, Artoria unleashed her full power and swept away the Holy Grail War in half a day.

The purpose was to prevent the Holy Grail from accessing any desires before the possibility of quelling all of this arose.

This was not due to her tyranny.

Rather, it was her unwavering belief in protecting the future.

This is not a dead end.

Rather, it was an apocalypse she wove to perpetuate human reason.

The swordsman who guards the Holy Grail is also a messenger awaiting the arrival of hope.

This obsession, carrying all the burdens, transformed her into someone completely different from who she once was—until the appearance of her beloved resolved everything.

"Artoria, you..."

Ian held the young female knight tightly in his arms.

Why are you always thinking about other people?

"Think more about yourself!"

"Because... Mr. Ian said I am the king."

The black color of Artoria's armor gradually faded—a sign of a significant depletion of her magic power.

Having already fought continuously for a long time, she had expended a great deal of magical energy resisting the death order to "seize victory in the Holy Grail War," leaving her completely overwhelmed.

"A king cannot be selfish."

"So I can't ignore all of this."

"but--"

The girl looked up at the man in front of her, her golden eyes glistening with tiny tears.

“Mr. Ian…may I make an exception and ask you a somewhat selfish question?”

“Yes, of course!” Ian replied.

You can ask me anything!

"That--"

The girl reached out and stroked the man's face.

She has done this action countless times, but every time she does, she still feels her heart pounding.

"Mr. Ian...did you ever love me?"

"..."

Without a word, Ian lowered his head and kissed the petite Artoria.

Memories of the past flashed through the man's mind.

He longed to violate her as he always had.

However, that possibility was completely eliminated in singularity F.

The two kissed deeply until they were breathless and had to separate.

"Very good……"

Artoria collapsed into Ian's arms.

"So... Mr. Ian loved me."

"That--"

"I'm leaving the rest to you."

"My hero."

"No! Artoria! Don't go!"

Ian tried desperately to grab Artoria, but she slipped away like sand through his fingers.

In the end, nothing was left.

The man knelt on the ground, like a stone statue.