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No matter how much power he used, even though his face had turned ashen and the blood from his chest had seeped through his armor, he still couldn't budge that one finger!

impossible!

This kind of thing...

Is it possible for someone to do something like this?

"Do you understand now?"

Ryougi Kazumi wasn't angry or upset; she simply stated calmly, "No matter how hard you try or how powerful you are, it's all in vain, because you can't leave me with any injuries..."

"When you fell from the sky earlier..." Agravure gritted his teeth, "didn't you get hurt at all?"

"Ah... that..." Ryougi Kazuya laughed: "That's routine for me, just like eating and drinking, is there a problem?"

"...No, it's alright now."

Agravan finally released his grip on the sword, sheathed it at his waist, clutched his aching chest, and said, "Didn't you want to see the Lion King? I'll take you there now."

Ryougi Kazuya smiled and sheathed his bone blade, gesturing for Agguiwen to lead the way.

The cave is very deep.

That's not how it was originally supposed to be.

But when he had nothing to do, he deepened the cave and filled it with various traps, creating two hidden escape routes.

However, it seems that none of these things will ever be used.

Traps... even for ordinary Servants, they can only buy time at most, let alone when facing the monster behind them.

His strength might be comparable to... no, perhaps even surpass that of the Lion King?

"What is your purpose in wanting to see my king?"

"I didn't have any particular purpose; I just wanted to see him."

"..."

He shouldn't have lied, or rather, he had no need to lie.

Because now, no matter what he wants to do, he has no room to resist.

Soon, Ryougi and Mi and Agguiwen arrived at the depths of the cave.

It doesn't look the same as it does from the outside.

It's not bad inside.

There was even a nice stone bed.

The Lion King, Artoria, lay there, still wearing her blood-stained armor, with a hole in her stomach.

He still remains unconscious, clutching the holy lance in one hand.

Those injuries, after so much time, would have killed an ordinary person long ago. Even a Servant couldn't withstand them.

But Artoria is different; she is now a goddess.

Because he has possessed the Holy Lance for so long, he has become deified.

That holy lance still provides her with the life force to survive; it is because of that lance that she has been able to live.

Agguwen was well aware of this.

So he didn't touch it.

They even used a rope to tie one of Artoria's hands, which was about to relax, to the Holy Lance.

If she loosens her grip, it will be the end; her life force will gradually dissipate until she dies.

As long as she has that holy lance, she can hold on, and... her wounds will slowly heal.

Looking at the damaged parts of the armor, and the part of her abdomen that was still intact despite the armor being torn, Ryougi and Mi knew that Artoria's injuries had mostly healed.

Even if we leave it alone, it will heal eventually, and that will be when she wakes up.

only...

The timeframe for 'recovery' is uncertain.

“I see…” Ryougi Kazumi nodded. “Then, is it alright to wake her up?”

"Wake him up?" Agravan paused, then asked, "Can you wake my king?"

The main reason Artoria is recovering so slowly is because she hasn't awakened and can't fully utilize the power of the Holy Lance. If Artoria were awake, she would have fully recovered long ago!

There's no need to wait such a long time at all.

"Give it a try, it should work." Ryougi Kazumi didn't finish her sentence, but walked towards Artoria.

Agravan watched Ryougi Kazumi's movements as he placed his hand on the hilt of his sword, then lowered it, then placed it on again and lowered it once more...

He sighed inwardly, realizing that he couldn't do anything about it.

Chapter 1236 Self-Destruction

slam-la-

A gentle breeze was blowing.

The leaves rustled in the wind, and sitting under the tree was a blonde girl.

However, half of her head collapsed, and blood flowed out.

Even so, she is still alive.

It seemed as if they were waiting for something.

The young girl, Artoria, slowly opened her eyes and looked at the peaceful world before her.

She couldn't feel any physical pain, or rather, she couldn't feel anything at all; she just felt... that she had slept for a long time.

I'm sleeping here.

And it was as if they had forgotten something.

I can't move.

The only things it can move are its eyes and its mouth, which can open slightly, but its vocal cords don't work and it can't make any sound.

How long have I been here?

It's been here ever since that battle... Has Bedivere not thrown his sword into the lake yet...? It's been so long since he's been back.

How much time has passed exactly?

Over time, it's as if you lose all sense of it.

Then...

She 'saw' it.

Another person sitting under the tree opposite you.

That was another version of myself.

He's just taller than me, that's all...

She didn't know what those two extra lumps of meat were all about.

Another version of herself was also watching her, watching her without saying a word.

Is it because you, like me, are unable to make a sound? Or do you simply not want to speak?

Then...

It is disappearing.

Starting from his feet, he gradually transformed into golden specks of light and disappeared from this world.

They've disappeared; nobody knows where they went.

Is that what I'll look like when I grow up?

Artoria pondered, and it seemed... well... not bad.

In other words, if you don't use the Holy Sword, but instead use the Holy Lance, you'll automatically become like that...

I just don't know why, but I always feel like something's wrong with that other version of myself. It's not just because I used the Holy Lance that I became like that... I feel extremely weak, even weaker than my current self.

only...

So that's how it is. If I used the Holy Lance instead of the Holy Sword, I would end up like that.

Thinking this, she began to call upon 'Holy Lance - Rhongomyniad' with her heart. But... it didn't appear, it didn't come...

A long time has passed.

She then realized what was happening.

Wait a minute, where's my Holy Lance?

What happened? It was right there, such a big one.

Did you lose it yourself?

Merlin, it seems I've finally lost the Holy Lance after losing Avalon... I also took the Holy Sword and had Bedivere lose it. Although this trip may have also resulted in the loss of Bedivere herself, she hasn't returned yet and is still here unable to move. So, does that mean I have nothing left?

Merlin, go find me another holy thing or something.

I'm so hungry...

I think I just heard familiar voices coming from the sky.

[British Magic, Artoria's Dinner's Ready!]

That seems to be the meaning...

Ah, I'm so hungry.

Someone please help me move me to the front of the dining table, I can't get there!

......