Davidian's Holy Grail War

Davidian once thought that none of them wanted to come to this British Lostbelt, so he went to ask the information broker Koyanskaya.

In response to his question, Koyanskaya gave this answer: They went to deal with that Ashiya Doman first, and he should be resting now, since there's no rush.

"Huh? Ashiya Doman? What's that?" That was roughly David's reaction. He was still hoping that the arrival of Chaldea would change the status quo of this fairy kingdom.

What is this Ashiya Dōman anyway... Oh well, he's coming eventually.

After that, Davidian waited calmly, accompanying Morgan as he peacefully managed the Fairy Kingdom.

He was somewhat concerned about what Spligan said about the Norwich calamity nearing its limit, but Morgan assured him there was no need to panic, as she had already prepared a countermeasure.

However, at this moment, an unexpected thing happened: someone came to Camelot to assassinate the king.

Davidian had no idea how that guy got into the palace. What were the guards outside doing? How could he be so easily defeated?

Even when Bawanshi and Bagst joined forces, they couldn't stop that guy, and he made his way all the way to Her Majesty the Queen. Bawanshi's situation was somewhat understandable; she was rather incompetent.

But Bagst... Davidian really wanted to complain. Although it was good that you didn't go all out to avoid damage to the royal city, it was even more embarrassing to get beaten up like this.

"Oh? So you're the queen of this Lostbelt, aren't you? Sorry, I'm here on someone's orders to kill you. It seems you're all alone here. In that case, here I come!"

Then, just as this man named Senko Muramasa raised his katana and slashed directly at Morgan on the throne, the Dark Sword emerged from the dark space and blocked Muramasa's katana.

Then, with a casual upward flick of his sword, he sent Muramasa flying back. David finally emerged from the dark space.

"This is the king's domain, not a place for someone like you to run wild." Davidian looked coldly at Muramasa, immediately putting Muramasa on high alert.

"This holy sword is truly extraordinary... You must be Lord Camelot, right?"

Muramasa brandished his sword, remaining vigilant towards Davidian. He was beginning to believe that his mission was doomed to fail.

The alien god's tasks were a bit too much, and he felt he couldn't handle it.

"That's right, but I also have another title—Kamen Rider King Sword, transform!"

[Dark Sword Moonlight! Moonlight! Darkness! Slash! Evil Dragon! Moonlight Translation! The Dark Sword has stolen the light, ruthlessly dominating the Dark Dragon!]

Then, in Muramasa's sight, Davidian charged directly at him with astonishing speed. He was about to swing his sword in retaliation, but Davidian had already precisely blocked his attack route.

With the first swing of the Dark Sword, Muramasa's longsword was accurately deflected back, and then, to Muramasa's utter disbelief, Davidian's Dark Sword struck his body.

The dark fluctuation sent him flying, and Muramasa had no idea where he was going to be.

[Ugh, really, they keep giving me these troublesome tasks.] He was thinking about these pointless things even while flying through the air. He might as well quit and run away.

Davidan sheathed his sword, turned, and bowed to Morgan. At that moment, Bavanshi and Bagst finally arrived at the throne room.

They had expected David to give them a severe scolding for their poor performance, but David didn't say much.

He simply instructed them to keep watch over the surrounding area of ​​the Fairy Kingdom. Since the apostle of the alien god had already arrived in the Fairy Kingdom, it meant that Chaldea must also be coming, and they could not relax their vigilance in the slightest.

Then one night, David, who was resting next to Morgan, suddenly sat up.

He sensed it; someone had summoned the First Legion in this fairy kingdom. Who was it? Was it Vincenrib? Or Percival?

Where is this location? Is it to the west? Near Salisbury? Isn't that Aurora territory?

David got out of bed, picked up the Dark Sword, and prepared to go over there. He really needed to see what was going on.

In the western pastures, the timeline shifts slightly forward.

Having just liberated the human ranch and preparing to send away the Round Table Army who had come to rescue them, Tristan and his men were forced to confront Bagst, who had come to suppress the ranch rebellion.

This was an unprecedentedly formidable opponent, and everyone felt immense pressure.

With a swing of the greatsword, flames engulfed most of the Round Table soldiers present, and most of the humans who had escaped from the ranch were captured by Bagst's men.

"A greatsword of black flames and silver armor, a black dog that devours fairies... How is this possible? How could Gawain, the Queen's confidant and the fairy knight, be here?"

The remaining members of the Round Table Army recognized the person before them. How could one of the top powers in the Fairy Kingdom be here?

Upon hearing his words, Gawain merely swung his sword in displeasure, and flames engulfed the remaining men. Tristan felt immense pressure at that moment; he knew he couldn't defeat the man before him.

However, seeing Ritsuka still staring intently at her, Bagst became interested. She licked her lips and said:

"Not bad, you still have this kind of courage at a time like this. It's whetting my appetite, my tongue is getting excited. But you don't need to give your name. I've heard Her Majesty the Queen mention you. You must be the Master of Pan-Human History."

Her words startled the others; it seemed this Lostbelt already knew all the information about the outside world.

No wonder Davidian went out to deal with Wodym's affairs before; the situation here is probably more complicated than they could have imagined.

"No need to be surprised, Her Majesty the Queen and the Lord have already informed us fairy knights of the situation outside."

The original plan was to treat you as guests when you arrived, but now... you've actually joined forces with the rebel Round Table Army.

Then there's no need to treat you as guests. I'll capture you alive!

After speaking, Bagst took several steps forward, her steps heavy like those of a giant bear. Her expression was now far more ferocious than before:

"These inferior creatures who consider themselves superior beings dare to act so recklessly on the land of the fairy kingdom!"

As the lord's sharpest blade, I will not stand idly by. Draw your sword! My name is Gawain, one of the Fairy Round Table, the Guardian of Britain!

Forced to confront the enemy at this moment, Ritsuka once again experienced the oppressive feeling of facing three times the strength of Gawain in the Sixth Singularity.

To make matters worse, Mash isn't even by his side right now, and their fighting strength is far from sufficient.

Castor's clumsy magic was of no use at this moment. The spirit shadow he had summoned could only delay the fairy knight Gawain in front of him. If this continued, it would be a death sentence.

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Moreover, even he couldn't sustain such a continuous summoning of Spirit Origin Shadows. His consciousness was beginning to blur.

Caster and Da Vinci were starting to get nervous; they could both tell that Ritsuka was nearing her breaking point.

Not to mention the burden of self-summoning, he felt his magic being drained by the fairy knight before him, and Bagst, having tasted his magic, smiled smugly and said:

"To say you're weak is an understatement, and to say you're powerless is an understatement. But... that expression of yours, it's not fear, it's not despair... it's disgust?"

She rarely saw such an expression on other people's faces at times like this. In the past, when Bagst was killing, she could see the faces of many people before they died, filled with fear, despair, and everything else, but with disgust... This was the first time she had ever seen it.

"Great, it seems you can at least tell the difference now. Long time no see. Although I didn't want to see you at all, I never expected to see you again."

What Castor said at this moment surprised everyone. So the two knew each other?

Bagst glanced at her before saying, "I don't recognize you. I have absolutely no recollection of someone as insignificant as you. Are you some weed I stepped on somewhere?"

In short, you should talk to me when you're a little older. My neck is getting a bit sore, but looking at your figure, you'll probably never have this opportunity in your life.

With just a few words, she made Caster sound like she wasn't a normal fairy. Caster gritted her teeth. Everyone else could tell that she had been tricked by Bagst. Did these two really know each other?

"Enough with the jokes. There's no need to show mercy to invaders. Let's die here together, Master! I don't have time to waste here. I need to report to Lord Davidian after I've dealt with things here!"

But at this moment, Tristan finally made his move, an invisible string binding Bagst's movements. Bagst sensed the obstruction but didn't care much.

"A demon lineage similar to the Winged Clan? It's amazing it's still around. But you don't think you can beat me with that, do you?"

In response to Bagst's questioning, Tristan simply said, "No, but it's more than enough to stop you."

"Da Vinci, Artoria, quickly take Ritsuka and get out of here! The unfilial knight Tristan will make his final display here! If we stay here, I won't be able to use my full strength!"

Da Vinci showed a sad expression, but she quickly composed herself. After declaring that she would take responsibility and help Ritsuka escape, she used her specially made backpack to carry Ritsuka and planned to flee directly out of the town.

She also urged Castor, saying that there was really no time to waste now.

"But... are we the only ones?"

But this choice is too cruel for Castor right now—to abandon his companions and just run away...

But Tristan then comforted her, saying, "Please don't worry about me. It seems this is where I'm headed for my death."

"Why? Are you serious?! You talk about going to your death so casually. Besides, what can you do in this condition right now?"

But Castor just can't understand why anyone would be willing to make such a sacrifice for others.

No way, this can't be happening. She's never seen anything like this in the Fairy Kingdom.

For someone you've barely known, you're willing to risk your life...

"It's alright. I'm quite used to the fact that my opponent is Gao Wenqing. I've already prepared my trump card to deal with her, and if all goes well, I should be able to catch up with you soon."

As Tristan spoke, he placed his hand on the strings. "Go quickly, my king! After all, your journey has not even begun!"

Da Vinci gave Caster, who was stunned by Tristan's words, no time to react and pulled her away. Tristan was finally able to focus all his attention on Bagst in front of him.

"Thank you for giving us time to finish saying goodbye. Although it's the Fairy Round Table, your character must be very noble."

Tristan praised Bagst before him, who, though somewhat rude in his eyes, was undoubtedly a knight of high moral character.

Bagst smiled calmly before saying, "I would not waste such precious time, let alone someone as skilled as you."

And you just gave your name: Tristan, a Knight of the Round Table in the pan-human history. I will kill you with respect at this moment!

"I have a question. You just mentioned Davidan. Is the Lord Camelot here really Lord Davidan?"

Tristan asked about this, and Bagst nodded in acknowledgment.

She also told Tristan that the man was a servant summoned by Her Majesty the Queen, who had been with her since the first year of the Queen's calendar, and whose loyalty was unwavering.

Hearing these words, Tristan gave a wry smile.

What an incredible karmic connection! Whether he was alive or dead, even if the earth were bleached, he couldn't escape Morgan's entanglement.

"I won't say anything to make you surrender; someone like you must be prepared for this. So, I'm here!"

As Gawain tried to swing her greatsword, she found more strings tangling around her. The more she fought Tristan, the slower her movements became.