Davidian's Holy Grail War

[So that's how it is. So you had already laid so many traps while I was fighting with Master and Castor?]

Bagst seemed to understand the situation, so a raging fire erupted from her body. Tristan, who had previously tried to bind Bagst with a string, suffered a real loss at this moment, not expecting that the fairy knight in front of him had such a trick up her sleeve.

The greatsword, bursting with black flames, even grazed Tristan's body several times, making him feel the astonishing heat. He realized that he had less and less string he had laid down, and if this continued, he would lose too badly.

Finally, Bagst delivered a heavy slash directly at Tristan. Although Philnott managed to block it, Tristan avoided being cut in two.

But Philnott's entire weapon was charred at that moment, and he was indeed seriously injured; death was only a matter of time.

"It seems this is the end of it. Not much time has passed yet, and it's not too late to chase after them now. Tristan, this was a pleasant battle, and I will remember it."

Bagst sheathed her sword; she had defeated the Knights of the Round Table from Pan-Human History, a cause for celebration.

"No! I will leave you here, Fairy Knight Gawain! For the one who fought against me when I succumbed to weakness, yet still regarded me as a knight and placed his trust in me!"

I know nothing of your secrets, and I am indifferent to your sense of justice. I will only risk my life for those I love! As you can see! More resolute than anyone else!

But Tristan, who had been lying on the ground, stood up. In fact, in Bagst's eyes, a white light gradually appeared on Tristan's body.

Chapter 319 So I was qualified after all.

Tristan recalled the happy times he had spent with Ritsuka and Artoria when they were suffering from amnesia. He had once envied Keishin.

After all, only Lord Kellett and Merlin had the joy of traveling with the King. Even Lord David didn't get to participate back then, which made the others quite envious.

After that, he regained his memories and came to Salisbury, where he learned about the Fairy Kingdom and the atrocities he had committed in the Sixth Singularity from Leonardo da Vinci.

I was really weak back then; I couldn't stick to my choice in the face of such a situation.

Even though Davidian repeatedly claimed that they were all innocent that time, and that it was the Lion King and Lord Camelot who made that mistake.

But he still felt sorrow and grief in his heart.

Therefore, he has never dared to use this power hidden in his spirit origin. Ritsuka is unaware of this power, Da Vinci is unaware of it, and Caster is even less likely to know about it.

But Tristan remained hesitant and doubtful, wondering if he was qualified.

Having left behind such foolish words before his death and abandoned the Round Table, does he have the right to commit such atrocities in that holy place after his death?

Are they people without any inner flaws, like Lord Davidian, Sir Wincenrib, and Sir Percival?

“This is…” However, at this moment, Tristan looked at the white light emanating from his body in disbelief, and only at this moment did tears slide down his face.

He had always thought he was unworthy, that he was despised by his fellow countrymen. But now, the truth told him that this was not the case at all!

The miraculous light emanating from Tristan is the best proof that he is qualified!

That power has always been willing to answer his call; whenever he needs it, his comrades and compatriots will come to his side and fight alongside him.

Now, for the future of Chaldea, for the future of Artoria Caster, he will show his all here!

So he stretched his hand towards the sky and shouted loudly:

"I am Tristan, a Knight of the Round Table! And a warrior of the glorious and eternally resident British Legion! Hear my cry—my comrades, my compatriots! Lend me your strength at this moment!"

Then, to Bagst's incredulous gaze, the light of miracle pierced through the light barrier Morgan had erected over Britain and descended directly upon this small western human ranch.

Although there were only six hundred men, and they were only the tenth company of the legion, at this moment, the surrounding rooftops were filled with warriors willing to come and help. The moment each of them landed, they drew their bows and aimed their arrows at Bagst in the center of the battlefield.

"This is... Lord David's Noble Phantasm!" Although Bagst had never seen it before, he had heard of its existence from Her Majesty the Queen.

Could it really be true? No matter how many dimensions of space and time are crossed, the moment the belief is conveyed, the warriors of the legion will risk their lives to come and help. Does such power really exist?

"Sven, the company commander of the 10th Company of the First British Glorious and Eternal Garrison, has led his troops to our aid! Sir Tristan, we have been waiting for your call for a long time!"

As he spoke, Sven nocked five arrows into his longbow in one go; he was already the best archer in the tenth company since Ulanor's death. At this moment, Bagst would face the thousands of arrows already aimed at her.

At this moment, Bagst's ferocity was also ignited. Since the other party had shown such sincerity, what could she possibly hold back! The fairy's round table was by no means inferior to the human's, and she would prove it now...

But just as she was about to take further action, her movements were slowed down once again... no, this time she was directly restrained!

She looked incredulously at Tristan, who was clearly already severely injured and shouldn't have any strength left. She had just destroyed that strange longbow; how could this have happened...?

But what she saw was unbelievable: Tristan bit down hard on one of the broken strings, making it taut again.

He supported Philnot with his left hand, then bit down hard on all the strings for support, while his right hand controlled the strings to bind them. He ignored the fact that the strings had cut his lips and caused blood to flow onto the strings.

With the combat power boost from the Miracle Light, he finally locked onto Bagst. Tristan couldn't even speak at this moment, but the soldiers of the Tenth Company would never waste the opportunity he had created with all his might.

The next moment, thousands of arrows shot straight towards Bagst. At the last moment, she barely managed to break free of some of the arrows binding her, managing to use her black-flamed greatsword to block the arrows from her vitals and avoid instant death.

"Since this is your all-out effort, if this is the symbol of Britain's eternal glory in the history of humankind! Then let me crush this symbol, let me trample on everything you have!"

"Knight of the Round Table Tristan, what you are about to witness is my true form! Not the fairy knight Gawain, but the true form of the Black Dog!"

She reached out and broke off the crown-like tentacles, and then the silver armor receded from her body, making the black flame greatsword even more exaggerated.

Bagst's body expanded rapidly. She was already 1.9 meters tall before, and now she could even grow taller!

At a glance, Tristan deduced that the figure was roughly nine meters tall—this was Bagst's current full-force attack! The Legion's warriors and Tristan themselves appeared as tiny as ants before Bagst at this moment!

"Pan-human history is utterly insignificant! Small, weak, and insignificant! It can't even become a stain on my horn—[The Horn of the Predator Sun!]"

She raised her greatsword high and slammed it into the ground, sending heavy flames bursting out and engulfing the surrounding buildings, the First Legion's soldiers, and even Tristan!

At this moment, even the Miracle Light of the Tenth Company was not enough to withstand Bagst's full firepower. Although Tristan regretted that he could not defeat the fairy knight in front of him, he felt satisfied at this last moment.

He has accomplished his mission.

Once he regained his rationality and returned to normal, Bagst, facing the soldiers who had surrounded him again, simply said that he was not seriously injured and that he would take responsibility for the destruction of the human ranch.

The other soldiers' task now is to chase after the fleeing Master, the fairy, and the Servant.

"Don't kill them, just surround and stop their advance. Don't kill them before I arrive, understand?"

After the fairy soldiers expressed their understanding, they immediately set off to give chase. Only then did Gawain finally spit out a mouthful of blood.

How could the attack just now have been ineffective? If she hadn't fought hard to protect her vital points, she would have really been killed here.

Tristan, the Knight of the Round Table in Pan-Human History, was by no means a weak or insignificant person. I was ashamed to admit that I had just said I wanted to trample on their symbols and crush everything they had.

However, at this moment, David's voice came from behind her: "Well done. Being able to beat Sir Tristan proves that you have indeed grown a lot since the beginning. You are no longer a wild girl who only knows how to squander her strength."

Chapter 320 Sadness

He subconsciously reached out to ruffle Gawain's hair, but only after reaching out did he realize something was wrong.

Bagst is a full 1.9 meters tall, and she's wearing high heels. I, on the other hand, always wear flats and am only 1.7 meters tall, so the whole feeling is off now that I've stretched out my arms.

Bagst, suppressing a laugh, knelt and gave the lord a knightly salute. Davidian was finally able to place his hand on her head. Actually, Bagst quite enjoyed Davidian's touch; after all, she was a large dog.

Then both of them heard the neighing of a warhorse. David was stunned. Where did Chaldea get a horse from? Are you kidding me?

Could it be that they have already found the horse-shaped fairy? And thinking of this, he suddenly remembered that the Fang Clan did indeed have such a strange fellow.

I remember his name was Redra Bitt, right? Anyway, he's a hard guy to describe. Davidan withdrew his hand after thinking about this, while Bagst was still a little reluctant to part with it.

She always regretted that she had less time to spend with Davidon since she became Lord of Manchester.

“Recently, there has been a strange trend of prophets. You should do a good job of intelligence gathering. I feel that the lords in various places have been honest for so many years and are about to burst. If necessary... I don’t mind losing a few lords or cities.”

Davidian's words were quite cruel, but Bagst did not refute them. The facts were as they were; anyone who wanted to resist in the current situation had to be prepared to be slaughtered.

The returning soldiers said they saw a horse-like fairy pulling a carriage and taking the Chaldeans away, thus escaping their pursuit.

Davidian couldn't hold back any longer. In this fairy kingdom, only a few major clan chiefs had carriages, so someone must be secretly plotting something.

[That wretched Aurora! Only she could do something like that. Murray and Woodworth wouldn't be so bored. That horse-like sprite must be Redra Bitt; I heard Woodworth gave it to Aurora as a servant. Woodworth, you really are…]

David had probably already analyzed the situation in his mind, and he really wanted to skin Aurora alive right now to stop her from causing trouble.

But Davidian can't do it now; that idiot Melyuchina will definitely protect Aurora.

I don't know what she's thinking. Even if she keeps going like this and tries to hold on, her love will eventually collapse, and she'll definitely die a more tragic death than anyone else.

So David had no choice but to return to Camelot, since he didn't know where Chaldea was headed next. He could only go back and wait patiently.

When Morgan returned to her dorm room, she was already awake, sitting quietly on her bed reading. David returned to her side as usual, and only then did Morgan ask him why he had gone out in the middle of the night instead of sleeping.

Davidian could only report everything about the western human ranch to Morgan, who didn't react much after listening. It was just a trivial matter, not worth her much thought.

However, she still grasped some details, such as the reason why the Child of Prophecy and Chaldea came together. She directly pointed out that it was David's suggestion that led to this, otherwise Caster wouldn't have joined forces with Chaldea so easily.

"No, actually, given their personalities, even if I don't say anything, they'll probably just stick together whenever they meet."

David was always so uncompromising in this regard that Morgan didn't even bother to criticize him.

However, Morgan then said it didn't matter, since she had said before that as long as Castor didn't ring the pilgrimage bell, she wouldn't send troops to eliminate Castor.

"But she will go sooner or later, and no one can stop her. It's her destiny."

Davidian even used the concept of destiny here, saying that no one can stop such a thing.

Moreover, he has now deduced where Chaldea landed; those unlucky guys must have landed in the Nameless Forest, which used to be Cornwall.

Then, due to the curse left by Holmes Weather, he suffered from amnesia, and must have only recently regained his memories.

Davidian wanted to complain; any other landing spot would have been better than Cornwall.

Orkney or Norwich, anywhere else is better than that place of exile in the Nameless Forest. It's really frustrating.

"Whether it's destiny or mission, it doesn't matter to me. I've already experienced what she will go through in the future. If she can fulfill her mission, it will be a relief for me in a sense."

Davidian noticed Morgan glance at her instinctively, his eyes wide with surprise. He couldn't believe Morgan would say something like that.