Davidian's Holy Grail War

Meliuchina's slightly dejected expression made Grimm's lips twitch. He could only turn to Muramasa and ask if the guy in front of him was really okay.

"You might find it hard to believe, but that's just who I am. Once I show my true self, I become like this. I'm naturally afraid of being alone."

We should definitely kill Muramasa later.

This was how Meliuchina reacted after hearing Muramasa's words. She then began to consider the battlefield situation; now that the main gate had been breached, continuing this protracted fighting was pointless.

"Alright, the fairy knight Lancelot has lost. Bagst has also betrayed us, as Davian said. So you can claim that Morgan's three knights have all lost to the side of the prophesied one. But... I haven't lost yet, don't misunderstand, I'm just considering the bigger picture right now."

Having said that, Meiliuqina rapidly ascended into the air. Now that the two of them had succeeded, there was no need to waste any more time here.

Grimm went straight back to the Round Table group to take charge of the magic enhancement, while Muramasa headed towards Ritsuka's side, as they couldn't do without him.

Meryuchina, who had taken to the air, had no intention of leaving. While the fairy knight Lancelot had indeed lost, the dragon fairy Meryuchina had not. Although the main gate had been breached, she remained confident that she could single-handedly wipe out all the enemies.

"Only the innocent can pass... However, there are no innocent fairies in this Britain. The door signifies that while she acknowledges this, she also accepts the determination that even sinners are not exempt."

This was His Majesty Morgan's only mercy, and since they have trampled on it, then I have no reason to pity them.

Slaughter the rebel forces outside the city, unit by unit, until they are all wiped out, then go and kill Bagst, who has already betrayed them. That's the Fairy Knight's duty, done in 20 minutes...

However, just as she was thinking this, a gentle breeze came from the air. Melyuchina felt that this breeze was very familiar; it was the wind of Aurora.

Sending messages via the wind—the "Message of the Wind"—is a specialty of the Wind Clan. However, the message carried by this gust of wind left Melyuchina's eyes wide. She was incredulous. Didn't Aurora understand the significance of His Majesty Morgan to Britain...?

No, she understood, but… Thinking this, Melyuchina couldn't help but grit her teeth; at this moment, she was once again tormented by self-reproach. However, she still succumbed to her love, and at this moment, she chose to fly away from Camelot as quickly as possible.

At this moment, she could already foresee the ultimate fate of Britain and her own, but she still succumbed to the love she had now.

Meiliuqina's actions certainly did not escape the eyes of the messengers on the battlefield; rather, her true blue flash was something that no one else could ignore.

"Lord Lancelot, the Fairy Knight, has left the battlefield and headed towards Salisbury. It is clear that he has disobeyed orders and deserted the battlefield."

The rebels have suppressed 60% of the forces surrounding Camelot, leaving only 42 of the Queen's Knights still capable of fighting. Although the entrance to the royal city has been blocked with movable barriers, it will likely be breached sooner or later.

"Meliuchina, you son of a bitch!" Meldic's report enraged David, marking the first time he had lost his composure in front of all the goblin officials.

This was the first time these people had seen Davidian so angry; he had clearly broken down and was no longer willing to think things through calmly.

The chattering of the surrounding goblin officials only fueled his rage. Some of the higher-ranking goblins were even saying things like Morgan would stop if he handed over himself. This ignited a surge of nameless anger within David.

But after several deep breaths, Davidian calmed down. He pulled the dark sword that had been stuck in the ground and began to give orders:

"Have all the Queen's Knights who are still alive withdraw. You are no longer needed in the battle. Just keep your lives, which have proven your loyalty!"

At this point, he turned to Morgan and said, "Your Majesty, it is time."

Chapter 436 The Future Returns

Upon hearing his words, Morgan casually rose from his throne. At that moment, the magical valve of the throne opened, and Morgan began to mobilize a vast amount of magical power.

“Indeed, since we’ve come to this point, let’s change tactics. Meldick, announce that the Queen of Britain and Lord Camelot are about to go into battle.”

Upon hearing the Queen's words, Meldick responded loudly, "Yes! Officials, step back and kneel before the wall! Praise her with tears streaming down your faces! Her Majesty the Queen and the Lord are about to go into battle! From this moment on, the battlefield belongs to these two lords!"

Morgan smiled happily and couldn't help but say to David, "Well, it's been 2000 years since we've really gotten serious. We need to be a little more careful, lest we drive them to their doom with the first move."

Davidian could tell from her tone that they had been forced into this situation, and Morgan's cruel nature had been brought out again. But that didn't matter; going all out was what they should do.

"I understand. Let me go and meet the one whose light of miracles surpasses mine. I never imagined that a future ruler could reach such power. It's truly astonishing."

Davidian opened the dark space and headed towards the battlefield, while Morgan smiled and unleashed her spell. The moment they launched their attack, the true Battle of Camelot officially began.

Meanwhile, Ritsuka and the others were still advancing through Camelot. Mashu was even marveling at how this was the city built by Ash-san… no, by Queen Morgan.

At the same time, she also discovered that the amount of magic reserves here was frighteningly high, far more terrifying than the magic cores they had seen before.

"It's practically the end of the world, or rather, the center of the world. It's in no way inferior to the Tower of the End in the Holy City of Camelot, and in no way inferior to that phenomenon."

No matter how favorable the battle becomes for us, Morgan still has the Holy Lance as her trump card. Don't be careless, everyone; if pushed to the limit, she might use Rungomniad directly.

Da Vinci's words reminded everyone that they had to rush into the royal city and engage Morgan in direct combat before the city was destroyed along with it, otherwise they might be wiped out along with the entire city by that massive firepower.

"Yes, we must not let Morgan do such a thing! Because this is the City of the Round Table (Camelot)!"

Mashu's words resonated with those around her. It turned out that everyone here was related to the Round Table in some way. If Morgan were to do something like Rungominiad here, they would be truly miserable.

But the Round Table soldiers around them were puzzled. Rungominiad? Was that the one King Arthur used before? But wasn't that something only King Arthur possessed? They had never heard of Morgan using that.

Everyone was stunned. Then Ritsuka realized that they had never seen a crater like the one created by Rungomniad after he used it in Britain.

Most of the British people had never seen the light of Rungominiad. In fact, apart from the Caterpillar War, Morgan never used the Holy Lance.

[Did Morgan and Davidian not use the Holy Lance when they conquered Britain, which is why Britain doesn't bear any trace of it? They conquered Britain on their own; indeed, the Holy Lance was prepared for Cornunus.]

But now wasn't the time to think about that. Ritsuka was concerned about something else entirely. They had been walking for a long time but still hadn't reached the royal city, even though they had simply walked a straight line there when they came to visit Morgan before.

Hearing Ritsuka's question, Percival explained that this was probably what Camelot meant by the movable area. He'd heard that Camelot's walls and some buildings could be repositioned, and his explanation made the others understand the situation.

No wonder the city's layout is different from before; these large buildings were probably moved here to serve as city walls to block the enemy. The observant Da Vinci has even spotted something resembling tracks on the ground; even if it can only move horizontally, that's still quite impressive.

“If that’s the case, then it means the map is no longer usable. Caster, use your magic to sense it; the magic concentration at the throne is already at its highest.”

Ritsuka immediately thought of another method, and Caster, upon hearing his words, immediately began to sense it. Sure enough, although the location of the building had changed, she could still easily sense the immense magical power.

“I understand, Ituva. Please pass on this message to the other units: the terrain around Camelot is changing, and they should not rely too much on the maps.”

Percival immediately gave orders, and his Wind Clan members promptly relayed the message. After all, this was unencrypted, indiscriminate information, a piece of cake.

Ritsuka was quite curious about this method of communication, and Castor explained to him that it was the Wind Clan's Wind Message, which allowed sounds to travel on the wind. However, as a means of communication, its confidentiality was rather poor, because other fairies could also hear it.

Sending wind messages to individuals is something only wind clan fairies with considerable power can do.

"So, by the way, does the wind... still bring down dust?"

Just as Ritsuka asked this question, a beam of light struck from afar, aimed directly at Caster. Fortunately, Mashu reacted quickly and blocked the attack for Caster, saving him from harm.

However, after this first attack, a large number of purple crescent-shaped sword energies came again. This time, many people were too late to block them.

It wasn't just the speed that mattered; the area of ​​attack was also enormous. Many of the soldiers advancing alongside them perished; this was a devastating blow to them.

The entrance to the dark space opened before them, and only after that attack from the Jade Throne Hall did the two men pass through the dark space to stand before them.

"Is that shield a round table? It seems the magicians of pan-human history truly know nothing of reverence. The heroes gather at this seat, their will to protect the nation solidified."

To use it as personal weaponry—such barbaric behavior is beyond my comprehension. Or is this simply how human history has always been? From the very beginning, ruthless means to survive.

At this moment, their true enemy arrived before them: the Queen and the Lord had come to the battlefield.

"No way, they just suddenly appeared on the street like that? Shouldn't they be in the Throne Hall..." Caster was stunned. This battle was completely unexpected. What was going on?

Ritsuka's eyes were fixed on the two people in front of her. Although there were some changes, they were not wrong.

The future that the Dark Sword had shown him... came true at this moment.

However, Morgan's next words were not addressed to the crowd before her, but to Davidian. Her question was simple: wasn't he angry? The important round table had been used as a shield.

Davidian responded with a laugh that he had already taken the thing off the round table and given it to Galahad when he was alive. Wasn't that making the most of it? It would have been such a waste to just leave it in the center of the round table as a display piece.

Chapter 437 Madness

“That’s true. After all, sometimes you have to use some necessary means to survive.” Morgan agreed with him, then looked at the group of people in front of her. She wasn’t in a hurry and could talk to them.

"Precisely because they are insects, they can be wiped out on the streets. Camelot's throne is the linchpin of the fairy kingdom; I cannot tolerate it being tainted by blood. Artoria Caster, the prophesied child; Fujimaru Ritsuka, the magician of Chaldea; and..."

As she spoke, she looked at Mashu, though she knew exactly what was going on. But the gaze she gave Mashu was icy cold, devoid of any warmth, and Mashu felt a pang of sadness at that moment.

"Mash Kyrielight (Light of Mercy), the Demi-Servant who possesses the spirit origin of the Heavenly Knight Galahad, is truly commendable for completing your pilgrimage and coming before me."

The six clans once again face their moment of judgment, and salvation will descend upon all the fairies of Britain. However… hmph, at this moment, I feel only contempt for all of this.

Morgan smiled coldly, telling everyone that the pilgrimage bell was only a temporary thing. The fairies would soon forget all of this, including their efforts, troubles, anger, and sorrow.

"You should have understood when the second bell rang, but you didn't stop your pilgrimage. Compared to the extraordinary Britain, you chose what you considered right. Is that how I should interpret it?"

"Of course not, can you stop talking to me about right and wrong? It is precisely because you abandoned your mission that I was born."

If you fulfill your mission diligently, then the girl doesn't need to become a queen.

I know nothing about original sin of any clan, and I don't care at all. I only hope to complete my mission and end it all quickly.

The origins of the Fairy Kingdom, the troubles of Ash—none of that matters to me! I had no chance of winning before, but things are different now!

Let's settle this, Morgan! As for what happens next... we can worry about that when the time comes!

I have no idea what is right, and I don't want to see or know my own fate!

The future of Britain, and the outside world, are beyond my control. I am not like you... not like you, with such lofty ambitions!

I simply cannot afford to lose! That's all I believe in myself!

This was a conversation between two generations of fairies from Paradise, and no one else could interrupt. Morgan, upon hearing her words, simply gave a cruel smile.

She admitted that while the Castor before her was much more proactive in many ways than when they first met, he was still avoiding his original mission, which was incredibly foolish.

"It seems that even if you complete the pilgrimage, it will be meaningless. So bring it on and let us end your foolish fate."

Artoria, my nemesis in the history of humankind, even if you have completed your pilgrimage and inherited her dragon blood, you can't go anywhere now, and you can't change anything.

Therefore, I will bestow mercy upon you; since you are powerless to change it, I will. It is time to revert to your wretched village girl form; you are absolutely incapable of going to the [Chosen Land].

Just as they were preparing for battle, a miraculous light descended upon them. Gareth finally arrived at the battlefield, looking at the two before her without uttering a word.

However, Davidian had stopped what he was doing; he couldn't believe such a thing could happen.