To become a king and a magician

Disappointment, anger, doubt, confusion, sadness, resentment... I wonder what kind of emotions he will show, but it certainly won't be joy. There's no way he'll feel any emotion from the reunion.

Because this is not a reunion for the two of them.

"Click—"

The hotel's automatic sensor door opened.

Natsukawa Tora's figure appeared in Arthur's eyes, and at the same time, Arthur's figure also came into the lower pager's field of vision.

Ten years later, the master and servant have finally met each other again.

"It's been ten years since we last met, and it's great to see you in person like this." Natsukawa Tora exclaimed. "Although we've communicated quite a few times over the years for various reasons, this is the first time we've met face-to-face like this in ten years."

"You've changed quite a bit, Arthur."

Morgan's servant is Arthur, a guess Natsukawa Torato had had during the day, but now that it's been confirmed, his emotions still couldn't help but fluctuate.

This isn't like him at all. This appearance, this look of being cursed by madness, with no light left on his body, is really unlike him.

Hearing what Natsukawa Torato said, Arthur gave a wry smile: "In that case, you're the same, Master. Compared to ten years ago, you're practically a completely different person."

"Of course, I'm twenty-eight years old this year, almost thirty. Plus, with your power modifying my body and all sorts of worries, it's normal to have such changes."

Twenty-eight years old.

To exaggerate a bit, Natsukawa Tora is already half an uncle, although you can't tell from his appearance at all. No one would think he's almost thirty years old when they see him; they'd believe he's still eighteen.

"So... even if there are still some things I want to say to you, neither of us has the time or the inclination right now, do we?"

"Yes, that's right."

Natsukawa Tora's activity time limit is before dawn, and Arthur is also suffering from berserk mode, so he can't last much longer.

For both of them, this period of time is the last time they can communicate.

Let's end our reminiscing here.

Just then, Morgan's voice echoed through the hall. She wasn't in sight; was it a voice transmitted through some kind of magic?

It's amazing you managed to get here with that kind of body, King Arthur—no, you shouldn't be anymore, right?

"Morgan... you really did something that made my blood pressure rise, didn't you? Summoning Arthur as a Berserker and taking Arthur's power from me, what exactly are you trying to do?"

There's no need to tell you. If you want to know, come to the top floor. The nightmare you've been longing for and I are waiting for you there.

【Then, Berserker—by the Command Spell, abandon your reason and defeat your former Master with all your might】

A burst of red light suddenly fell on Arthur, and his face, which had been maintaining its rationality, immediately contorted. Dark madness surged from his body, and his silver armor was gradually stained black.

[I command you again with a Command Spell—until the end of your life, you are not allowed to stop, Berserker]

The second burst of red light fell on Arthur.

If Arthur could barely hold on with his A-rank magical resistance after the first Command Spell, the second Command Spell left him completely at the mercy of it.

“AAAArrrrrrr——————!!”

A beastly roar suddenly resounded, and the silver knight had completely fallen into the form of a dark monster!

39. Awakening Three

Are the two Command Seals used to enhance Arthur?

No, it's less about strengthening him and more about forcing Arthur into corruption.

Berserk mode, Command Seals, and the portion stolen from him... In terms of pure power, Arthur is probably the strongest Servant in this Holy Grail War right now. In a one-on-one fight, no one would be confident of defeating him.

“AAAAAAArrrrr————————!!”

The roar of the dark beast unleashed a powerful storm that swept through the entire hall, instantly shattering and sending all the floor tiles flying. Cracks spread across the surface of the pillars, making them appear precarious and as if they would crumble at the slightest touch.

The ominous magic emanating from him caused Natsukawa Torato's magic circuits to throb continuously, a burning sensation spreading throughout his body.

"Bang----!"

The jet-black holy sword slammed heavily to the ground, its scarlet eyes fixed on Xia Chuanhu like a wild beast sizing up its prey. It exhaled filthy mist from its mouth, its body extremely tense, as if it were about to pounce at any moment.

Seeing Arthur like this, Natsukawa Tora couldn't help but show a slightly unbearable expression.

"It really looks awful, Arthur. You've turned out like this. Now you can't even tell a trace of your former self."

No one would have imagined that the knight king, who was as radiant as the sun, would fall to such a state, no different from a wild beast. Forget about being the sun; he now looks like he's just crawled out of a quagmire.

Even the roars sounded so repulsive.

"Should I say that you truly live up to your reputation as the venomous queen who hates King Arthur? To do something like this is very much in your character, Morgan. Even if it's not your own sister, do you hate King Arthur without exception?"

"AAAAAArrrrrr————————!"

It wasn't Morgan who responded to Natsukawa Torato, but Arthur's roar.

But to Xia Chuanhu, the roar, though seemingly angry, carried no anger whatsoever; only apology, regret, and resentment.

He felt resentful that he had become like this, apologetic that he had to wield the sword against himself, and regretful that he had to say goodbye to himself in this way.

"What are you thinking about, you idiot..."

Natsukawa Tora raised his hand and removed the Demon Eye Killer. The azure-colored Demon Eye glowed with a flame-like light, and at his feet, the ritual circle for summoning magic unfolded simultaneously, with flickering flames erupting from it.

Upon seeing this, Morgan, who was on the top floor, was momentarily stunned.

They can still use summoning magic? Do they still have that much magic power left?

(But even if you use summoning magic, so what? The upper limit of summoning magic is linked to your magic power. With your magic power far less than before, how much power can you actually unleash? Not even one-fifth, right?)

Just as Morgan had guessed, even with the use of summoning magic, the seemingly endless sea of ​​fire around Natsukawa Tiger did not surge forth as before, nor did it even create a domain. Instead, it simply coiled around his hands, burning quietly.

Is this all there is to it?

(This is my current full strength... It's been nerfed pretty badly, only one-tenth of its original power?)

Xia Chuanhu couldn't help but give a wry smile.

And at that very moment—

“AAAAAArrrrrr——————!”

As the roar resounded, accompanied by a fierce wind, the dark sword light suddenly tore through the earth and flew towards Xia Chuanhu with incredible speed!

"Boom—!"

The explosion, accompanied by a deafening roar, swept across the area. Incredibly thick smoke and black light instantly engulfed everything in front of them, spreading from Arthur all the way outside the hotel, leaving a huge crack etched into the ground.

But at the end of the path, there was no sign of Natsukawa Tora.

Were they wiped out outright?

Watching this scene through the magician's lens, Morgan smiled and looked at Meryl: "It was a failure from the very beginning. You overestimated his abilities, Meryl."

With two Command Seals, plus Berserk mode and stolen abilities, Arthur can now be considered twice as powerful as Gawain. If you look at his stats with Master privileges, you'll find that, apart from Luck, all his other stats are at least A+, even more so than Hercules!

Natsukawa Tora could not possibly withstand such a strike from Arthur in his current state.

"That's hard to say, Morgan."

Faced with Morgan's taunts, Meryl remained calm, took a sip of tea, and replied, "Do you think Tiger is someone who can be so easily wiped out without a trace? If it were that easy, Ayaka Sajou would have killed him several times over."

"You mean, he's still alive?"

"You won't believe me, just look."

Refocusing his attention on the magic screen, Morgan saw a scene that wasn't much different from before—well, not much different, meaning there were still some differences.

Near the ceiling, or rather, on the ceiling itself, there was a figure standing upside down.

"It flew straight to the ceiling before it was even hit."

"I'm alive and well, aren't I? Whew..."

Meili breathed a barely perceptible sigh of relief.

Looking down from the ceiling at the crack Arthur had slashed with his sword, Natsukawa Tora gasped, feeling as if he had escaped death: "If that had hit me, I would definitely be dead on the spot. He really didn't hold back at all. The Command Seals are really effective."

"However, such an attack is meaningless if it misses."

Natsukawa Torato has already figured out how to fight and defeat Arthur like this.

In short, it is—

"You can finish the game in one life, right?"

"Bang------!"

A burst of flames erupted from his palm, and Natsukawa Tiger, who was on the ceiling a second ago, was now standing in front of Arthur the next!

"Thump—!"

The Flame Fist and the Black Sword collided with a deafening roar, and the impact of the flames and black mist erupted instantly!

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On the rooftop of a building outside the hotel.

Atalanta stood on the edge, facing the wind, gazing at the hotel rooftop, nocking her bow and arrow, aiming at the sky, and drawing the bowstring to its maximum.

"—With my bow and arrows, I beseech Apollo and Artemis for protection—"

"—I hereby offer this calamity—"

The original attack range of the anti-military weapon has been reduced to a minimum, now only targeting the hotel's roof.

Let's do it, Atalanta!

(Understood, Zero.)

"—【PhoibosCatastrophe】—"

As the true name was uttered, two arrows immediately flew from the bow and soared into the sky.

next moment.

A dazzling rain of light descended from the sky!

40. Merry: Nige Ludayo!