To become a king and a magician

Echoing Vortigern's roar, the darkness that enveloped his entire body instantly burst forth with raging flames! The ice layer formed by Natsukawa Tiger's freezing air began to crack little by little under the scorching heat of these flames!

It's not melting, it's cracking.

(This flame... is of the same nature as darkness! Although its effect isn't as good as on the holy sword, it's still devouring this ice layer! It can't freeze it!)

Thoughts flashed through Xia Chuanhu's mind like lightning. Without any hesitation, Xia Chuanhu raised his hands high. With this action, the crater that Vortigern had just smashed down instantly turned into an extremely hot volcano!

The scalding lava instantly engulfed Vortigern's lower body! His limbs, which were deep in the crimson river of flames, were also scorched red at the same time, and were continuously burned and cracked!

Flying to an altitude of nearly a thousand meters, Natsukawa Tiger looked down at Vortigern, which was being gradually submerged by lava.

"Let's take a nice bath in the lava."

That's really surprising...

The gigantic Arthurian sword in his hand gleamed.

[I thought your ability to materialize the moon was already at its peak, but I never expected you to be able to materialize a volcano like this... You were definitely holding back when you fought me, weren't you?]

"No, I was definitely giving it my all back then. You didn't give me any time to think things through. If you had been even a second slower, I would have sliced ​​you into pieces."

In other words, in the current fight against Natsukawa Torato, we must not give him even a second of space?

The conditions were indeed so stringent that they were almost impossible to meet. The reason Arthur was able to meet them before was partly because Natsukawa Tora didn't intend to kill him—he was there to save him, not to send him back to Avalon.

“But even Vortigern won’t be able to stand up again if things continue like this, will he?” Artoria stared at Vortigern, who was almost completely sinking.

Even if there is a method of spatial teleportation, it is absolutely impossible to activate with Natsukawa Tiger around—if it dares to use it, Natsukawa Tiger will immediately throw a rock meteor at its head to physically charm it!

He's an expert in this area.

No, that's not enough.

Xia Chuanhu shook his head: "It's not safe enough. If it tries to teleport after it has completely sunk into the magma, I won't have time to stop it. Sinking it into the crater is just to prevent it from escaping. To completely destroy it, we still need this."

"Zheng—!"

The sky, which should have been daytime, was suddenly enveloped by a crimson moonlight. Above this singularity, a huge crimson moon appeared without warning!

Realizing Fantasy: Moonset!

"Let's use this move to smash Vortigern to death!"

"Fall, Crimson Moon!"

"Buzzing buzzing buzzing——————————!!"

Pulled by gravity, the crimson moon crashed down toward the ground!

The oppressive atmosphere emitted mournful cries.

The earth, which was about to be shattered, trembled violently as a result.

At that moment, everyone in the singularity clearly saw the crimson moon gradually setting.

The same applies to Vortigern.

That was not a blow it could withstand. Under the crimson moonlight, everything would be crushed and pulverized without equal, until not even the slightest trace remained!

Even if it is the embodiment of the end of Britain, capable of devouring an entire Britain, it would be utterly powerless against this crimson moon. Even if it were to teleport... if this crimson moon were to fall, the entire singularity would be affected. Even if it were to teleport to the edge of this singularity, it would be impossible to escape the crimson moon's attack!

This is not the power of the Holy Sword Wielder.

Neither Arthur, who once defeated it, nor Artoria from this parallel world could possess such power. Therefore, the only explanation is—

Is this your power, the new Holy Sword Wielder...? I never expected it to be an elf!

[Pathetic! Absolutely pathetic! No, it's even ironic!]

The Star Sword is the weapon to save the world, and the Star Sword user is the savior of the world. Now that humanity has been burned, it is the time when he is needed to save the world.

but--

Elves have absolutely no chance of saving the world, and elves have absolutely no chance of defeating beasts.

【O holy sword wielder who cannot save the world, the future you yearn to reach is utterly unattainable with your own hands!】

In the final moment before being struck by Zhu Yue, Vortigern stared intently at the crimson dragon-man.

Then...

"BOOM——————————————!!"

The cataclysmic bombardment has finally arrived!

37. Are you all planning to strangle the next generation?

The eyes cannot see anything.

Under the immense impact and intense light caused by the falling of the crimson moon, Arthur felt that all he could see was a blinding white light.

This situation lasted for an unknown period of time, until he finally adjusted to the bright light and began to slowly open his eyes—

Can you sense my presence?

A deep voice quietly entered his ears.

As the voice rang out, the intense white light vanished instantly, and a dilapidated castle ruin appeared in his eyes in its place.

"here it is......"

Arthur looked around at the scene with some confusion.

Based on experience, this should be the wreckage of a battlefield, and the battle that took place here may have just ended not long ago.

Dark rain clouds gathered in the sky, as if trying to wash away the filth and blood on the battlefield, relentlessly pouring down a torrential downpour. Rainwater and blood mingled, forming ceaseless rivers of blood that flowed from every corner of the castle ruins.

Throughout the castle, countless small hills of corpses can be seen, with severed limbs and broken bodies piled together, emitting a pungent smell of blood in the rain.

This is the long-lost smell of the battlefield.

The last time I smelled this was when I was alive. The smell of fire, blood, and iron mixed together is something I can never get used to, no matter what.

"But why am I here?"

Arthur frowned in confusion.

He should have been fighting Vortigern alongside Natsukawa Toramaru and Artoria in the Sixth Singularity, and by then, Vortigern should have already been completely defeated under Natsukawa Toramaru's Moonfall.

Why did he suddenly come here?

Can you sense my presence, Red Dragon?

Just then, the deep voice rang out again, and this time it was clearer than before, allowing Arthur to determine where it was coming from.

It's right in front of me.

Stepping on the blood-stained bricks and mud, Arthur swiftly traversed the surrounding mountains of corpses and seas of blood, arriving at the deepest part of the castle.

The moment he stepped into this place, a familiar memory surged into his mind.

"This is...from that time..."

What came into view was a throne, and a man sitting on that throne, his chest pierced by a pure white spear, pinned to the throne.

Arthur remembers this scene, or rather, he will never forget it.

Because he was the one who caused this scene, and the spear that pierced the man was also the one he stabbed with his own hands.

"Fu Tigen".

This is the site of his final battle with Vortigern.

In that final battle, Gawain and the light of his holy sword were both consumed. In the end, the two of them used all their strength to pierce Vortigern's hands with the holy sword, and he used the holy spear Rungomminiad to pierce and kill Vortigern.

The man nailed to the throne, Vortigern, raised his head, revealing the face of an aged, elderly man, and looked at Arthur who had come before him.

"Here comes the red dragon who defeated me, my nephew."

"Vodiggen... was it you who brought me here?"

“Ah, of course it’s me.” Vortigern’s lips curled up, and after seeing the serious expression on Arthur’s face, he chuckled coldly. “Hehehe... No need to be so nervous, Red Dragon. I can’t do anything now. This is just a consciousness space constructed by my last bit of consciousness. It can only be used for communication between you and me.”

communicate?

Arthur replied coldly, "There's nothing between us that we can talk about."

“That may seem like it to you… but it doesn’t seem like it to me.” Vortigern laughed. “I never imagined that we would be completely defeated in this way. The elves who can wield such power of materialization… their first appearance as Servants has shown me something quite impressive.”

"Wait, what did you say?!"

A certain piece of information mentioned in Vortigern's words made Arthur exclaim immediately: "You said you are... a Servant?!"

How can this be?

Servants are the incarnations of Heroic Spirits, while Heroic Spirits are the beings who became legends and objects of worship for their great achievements after death.

Vortigern is the final device of Britain, an existence that stands completely opposite to Heroic Spirits, and logically speaking, he has no possibility of becoming a Heroic Spirit.

"Is the fact that I am a Servant fighting against you that surprising to you, Red Dragon?"

A cold, ugly smile appeared on Vortigern's face.

"However, calling me a follower isn't entirely accurate. If I had to say, someone actually created a sufficiently large spirit origin, and then used the Holy Grail to intercept my soul at the moment you killed me, and stuffed it into that spirit origin."

"Creating a Spirit Origin...who on earth would do something like that?"

No, I should know that.

Arthur himself should know who would do such a thing.

(Merlin... no, it should be... Morgan...)

But why?

Why would she do something like this? What good would it do her?

Seeing Arthur lost in thought, Vortigern smiled and said, "It seems you know what you're doing... But no matter what you're thinking, neither you nor I can do anything about it now."

"This is my first and last appearance as a Servant."

"And so are you. Having already abandoned your holy sword, no longer the wielder of the Star Holy Sword, and even willingly entering eternal slumber, this is your last appearance in this world."

"That's true."

Arthur let out a long sigh of relief: "However, at least I have done everything I could and should have done. Although this planet will certainly face various crises again in the future, with him here, there will definitely be no problem."