Emiya Shirou doesn't want to work overtime

"Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah—!"

Mordred roared, and crimson beams of light, imbued with her hatred, poured forth from the crimson longsword in her hand.

With the amplification of the Command Spell and Mordred's determination, the red beam even showed a subtle tendency to suppress the golden light when it collided with it.

At a speed visible to the naked eye, the red beam of light was constantly devouring the golden torrent. Even with the five seals unsealed, it was impossible to withstand Mordred's Noble Phantasm enhanced by the three Command Seals.

You need to know Mordred's Noble Phantasm.

The sword that once stood in King Arthur's armory, symbolizing the succession to the throne.

A sword considered "more dazzling than any silver," possessing a value comparable to the "Oath of Gold."

If we can achieve the Six Paths Unsealing, perhaps we can defeat Mordred's Noble Phantasm under the blessing of the Three Command Seals.

But, this is impossible.

Arthur sighed inwardly, but at the same time, he was also delighted.

The sigh was a lament that she might not be able to stop Mordred's Noble Phantasm, and could only watch helplessly as her Master was swallowed by the beam.

What is gratifying is that Mordred also has a Master whom she trusts implicitly, and who possesses such an unwavering will.

Although she wasn't Mordred from his own world, Arthur still treated her like his own daughter. Seeing her achieve what he wanted through such hard work, he couldn't help but feel a little happy.

However, at this moment, another voice came from the void.

"Acknowledgement—We must fight alongside the brave."

The six seals were instantly released at this moment.

The previously suppressed golden beam of light underwent an astonishing reversal, unleashing a terrifying and awe-inspiring aura from the golden sword in Arthur's hand.

The golden torrent suddenly surged several times, pushing back the crimson light with unparalleled force.

My magnificent betrayal of my father

Grade: A+ → A++ (Blessed by a three-stroke Command Spell)

Type: Anti-army Noble Phantasm

Distance: 1-50

Maximum catch: 800 people

Sword of Promised Victory

Original text: Restraint Victory (エクスカリバー/Excalibur)

Level: EX

Type: Anti-fortress Noble Phantasm

Distance: 1-99

Maximum catch: 999 people

The strongest fantasy. A ray of starlight.

The dream itself, which transcends all time and space and is unattainable by ordinary people.

Legend has it that the Holy Sword was given to Arthur by the Lady of the Lake after the Sword of the Chosen King was lost. The scabbard, bearing the "Thirteen Bindings" of the Knights of the Round Table, restricts the true power of the Holy Sword, but despite this, it still possesses the power to defeat a city.

Generally speaking, the EX level is exceptionally strong, meaning there is no point in comparing it to others.

However, the EX level is not 100% superior to A++ in all aspects. Sometimes, if a certain aspect is particularly strong, it can also be at the EX level.

But it is quite obvious that the golden sword in Arthur's hand has reached the EX level in terms of power.

The release of the Six Seals essentially made the power of the Holy Sword in Arthur's hands surpass A++ and leap to a true EX level.

Its power was enough to directly confront the End Sword, evaporating the floodwaters near it. Then it severed the Destruction Star that had caused the flood.

Although it contained some elements of special attack, it could not conceal the fact that the release of the Six Paths Seal almost evaporated the flood released by the End Sword.

Even with the three Command Seals, whose power has reached the level of Artoria's Noble Phantasm A++, and even slightly surpassed it, and with the added boost of a special attack against [Arthur], Mordred's Noble Phantasm paled in comparison to this golden radiance.

Even though Arthur's holy sword had no special attack against Mordred, it easily suppressed him.

Just as the golden light was about to engulf Mordred, Mordred looked at the dazzling golden light, as radiant as Arthur, and unconsciously muttered to himself.

Have I lost again?

Seeing the beam of light being pushed towards her, Mordred offered no resistance, for she already knew that the battle was over.

"You've done enough!"

Mordred seemed to feel an extremely warm hand on his head, praising him in an extremely gentle tone.

Like the white knight-errant that every child dreams of, Mordred saw Arthur smiling at her in the golden light.

Whether it's the "Knight King" from another world or his own father, they are always so noble, worthy of admiration and respect.

Moreover, the [Knight King] before him seemed to be able to read his mind, his eyes filled with admiration for him.

"Thanks----"

This was the first time Mordred had expressed his gratitude.

Then——

"boom------!"

The golden light engulfed Mordred almost instantly.

"Want to fight alongside the hero?"

Arthur looked at Shirou Emiya, who was locked in combat beside him, and plunged his sword heavily into the ground.

"when!"

Behind Arthur, a shower of sparks and a series of crisp, clashing sounds rang out continuously.

Emiya Shirou and the shadowy figure fought with a speed that was unmatched by ordinary people. The shadowy figure was so fast that even the eyes could not keep up with it as it attacked Emiya Shirou.

It wasn't out of anger or embarrassment that he wanted to kill Shirou Emiya, but because he had been deceived by him.

If he could have such intense emotional fluctuations over such a small matter, then he wouldn't need to bear the name of "Old Man of the Mountain."

However, Shirou Emiya was also on his kill list.

His figure transformed into a phantom, dodging Shirou Emiya's slash once again.

He could clearly sense that if he were to be struck by Shirou Emiya's sword, even if he managed to survive, he would pay an extremely heavy price.

At this moment, Shirou Emiya was not wielding the reverse blade that he had always been reluctant to take lives, but rather the Murasame, a blade capable of killing with a single blow.

Just like his battle with Esdeath, Shirou Emiya is determined to fight to the death to bridge the immense gap between them.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

With terrifying speed, countless Scottish daggers known as Dirks tore through the air around the shadowy figure, whistling as they shot out like lightning.

The short sword he throws has roughly the same destructive power as a bullet. A human would be instantly killed.

but------

"Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding! Ding!"

Countless crisp sounds rang out from the armor on Shirou Emiya's body. At the very first moment of the battle, Shirou Emiya put on [Demon Possession].

Such a short sword, which has the same destructive power as a bullet, is completely unable to break through the defenses of the armor worn by Shirou Emiya.

Chapter 182 Saber's Departure

"This is really troublesome!"

Seeing that the short sword he had thrown had not caused any damage.

The masked figure uttered a sound that indicated it was extremely troublesome.

As an Assassin, he is not good at direct combat at all. Even ordinary magicians would be able to put up a fight against him if they faced him head-on.

"boom----!"

A sharp burst of energy from the side, like a cannonball, suddenly exploded towards his body.

A powerful gust of air, accompanied by an ear-piercing explosion, lifted the already shattered ground.

"when--!"

A loud clanging sound rang out in the air.

The flying stones were easily blocked and shattered by the cursed wrist.

A chaotic current of air surged around him, carrying an aura of destruction that utterly obliterated everything in its path. This terrifying current of air seemed to completely ignore the man.

He stood unaffected by the raging wind, his eyes gleaming with a terrifying light.

"Protection from the wind!"

Sweat streamed down Arthur's forehead, and starlight began to emanate from his body; he would soon be leaving the stage.

With the protection of the wind, it was almost impossible for my [Wind King's Hammer] to cause any damage to it.

"At least until the very end—!"

Despite the pain and the loss of life, Arthur raised the golden sword in his hand, stomped his foot on the ground, and his whole body turned into a phantom as he rushed towards the cursed wrist.

Cursed Arm simply stood in the raging wind, quietly watching Arthur hurtle towards him like a bullet, before vanishing from the spot without warning.

It seems that it was recalled by its Master using a Command Spell.

"cough--!"

Arthur plunged the golden sword into the ground, and blood gushed uncontrollably from his chest and mouth.

"Saber!"

Upon seeing this, Shirou Emiya rushed over and helped Arthur up, his eyes filled with worry.

"Master! It seems I cannot win the Holy Grail for you."

Arthur stood up weakly, gently wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Shirou Emiya with a faint smile on his face.