The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

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　"bump!"

　The marble table was smashed to pieces in an instant by Aguwen.

　His fists were clenched tightly, and his upper and lower teeth were completely clenched.

　Aguguiwen's eyes widened with anger.

　"Lancelot! Mordred! How dare you two! How dare you betray my king again and again!"

　Tristan, who was walking towards the city gate outside the room, suddenly felt an alarm bell ring in his heart.

　"Enemy, life boundary, capture."

　Tristan's fingertips instantly touched the strings, his entire body filled with magical energy, and his eyes, which had been tightly closed, suddenly opened.

　"Real name, disguise unfolds."

　The familiar sword blade caught his eye, and his hands paused for a moment.

　This is extremely deadly in combat.

　The pitch-black magic furnace and engine continued to roar, further increasing the girl's speed.

　The next second, golden light mixed with the blue light of the lake cut through the air, piercing through his chest at a speed that no one could match, and then carrying him straight into the palace.

　"The clear lake reflects the moonlight."

　The walls were shattered one after another at a speed beyond the detection of the human eye.

　The flames of anger rose quietly, engulfing the Knight of Justice beside him.

　"Sink, the unknown innocence aroundnight!"

　Agguiwen snatched the spear from the Knight of Justice, and a distortion appeared on his face.

　Then, he and Tristan were strung together on the holy sword.

　"Sorry, I have something to do with the Lion King..."

　As the girl spoke, she swung the holy sword in her hand without hesitation.

　Blood splattered everywhere along with flames, and the moment it landed on the ground, it made a sharp corrosive sound.

　There were some bloodstains on the blue armor.

　The mask covering the eyes emitted a deep blue light, the patterns on the armor emitted a strange purple light, and the round table logo on the mask kept flashing like a breathing light.

　Since he is a knight, he must have a suit of armor.

　"You've eliminated all my knights..."

　The Lion King's voice reached the girl's ears.

　The emerald green eyes kept scanning the girl's body hidden under the armor.

　"In that case, you should know everything I have done—"

　"There is no future for humans like that."

　The girl gently interrupted the Lion King's words, then slowly turned around and pointed the holy sword in her hand directly at the Lion King.

　The emerald green pupils suddenly shrank, and the originally stable body became shaky the moment it saw the holy sword.

　"You are—and that sword is—"

　"Safe havens are not for escaping, Saber."

　The sound of metal connecting came from the girl's body, and like Mordred's helmet, the girl's mask also split apart and then reattached to the armor of her body.

　"But you're not that Saber either, but..."

　The girl narrowed her eyes slightly.

　"Please return Altria's body to you."

　The girl held the holy sword and slowly took a step towards the Lion King.

　"Don't come over here...don't come over here—"

　The Lion King swung the holy spear with a scratch on it in her hand, and stripes like trees emerged from behind her.

　Golden lightning, along with flames and strips, collided with each other, and the tower that was originally held by the power of the Lion King began to shake again.

　The palace was completely destroyed by the explosion, and the surrounding buildings were reduced to ruins.

　"That sword is!"

　The Lion King kept waving the holy spear in his hand and kept retreating.

　Strips of light that seemed to completely envelop the holy city continued to attack the girl from all directions.

　The girl held the holy sword with a calm expression, her figure constantly shuttling between attacks. From time to time, she would raise the holy sword in her hand to deflect the opponent's attack. She moved closer to the Lion King with ease.

　"Oh, you want to go to the tower? That's a good idea, but—"

　Osmandis slowly stood up from the throne and waved his hands violently in front of him.

　"O Almighty God, bear witness to my great deeds!"

　The pyramid that had been floating in the air rushed straight towards the tower at the end.

　"Bow down!

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　The sun will dance with infinite brilliance. The god Qi Siling will descend here!"

　Nitocris clenched her staff tightly with both hands, and her ears trembled slightly from time to time.

　"The Corpse Mirror, the Dark Mirror... Transformed into a door, drawing terror here—"

　A pitch-black mirror quietly emerged above the great temple.

　"The Great Temple of Splendor (Ramesseum Tentyris)!"

　"Anpu neb ta djeser!"

　The huge pyramid did not pierce from the ground and the sky as before. Instead, it shone with golden sacred light and crashed straight into the tower at the end.

　The world was shaking as if it was destroyed.

　"Ka...ka..."

　The huge cracks caused by the previous attack on the emperor began to appear completely on the tower.

　Then--

　The entire Tower of the End was completely broken apart.

　"Witness the glory of Pharaoh!"

　Osmandis laughed and let the pyramid fall along with the Tower of the End.

　The ground kept shaking, and the girl kept approaching the Lion King step by step, and the swing of the holy sword in her hand began to decrease.

　finally--

　With no room to retreat, the Lion King was completely trapped in a dead end by the girl.

　"Why don't you do it?"

　After a moment's silence, the Lion King put down the holy spear in his hand and looked at the girl with a hint of doubt and confusion in his eyes that he himself was not aware of.

　"because..."

　The girl smiled softly as she watched an expression begin to appear on the Lion King's face, then looked behind her.

　He looked at the people standing behind him.

　"Someone wants to witness your end."

　As the girl spoke, she stretched out her hand and threw the holy sword to the Lion King. The magic barrier slowly activated, completely cutting off everyone from the outside world.

　Bedivere walked forward slowly and knelt on one knee in front of the Lion King.

　"Why did you choose me to be a Knight of the Round Table?

　Fairy Knight: Chapter 38: Epilogue

　"Why would you choose someone like me to be a Knight of the Round Table?"

　The Lion King looked at the holy sword in the air, his emerald pupils shrank suddenly, and then he subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch the holy sword.

　The silver-haired knight knelt on one knee, lowered his head and looked at the ground quietly.

　A voice like an illusion sounded faintly in my ears.

　The dilapidated Camelot was slowly replaced by ancient city walls.

　"You are--"

　The Lion King opened his eyes wide, his pupils trembling violently.

　"You are—my knight—once, my..."

　The palm covered by the nails covered his face, and the emerald green eyes appeared from the gaps between the fingers. The standing figure kept shaking.

　"Do you feel that you are inferior to others and unqualified?"

　"Yes..."

　A burst of laughter came into my ears along with the breeze.

　"Idiot, me too."

　"King...you are joking..."

　"We cannot judge the connections between people simply by strength or weakness. Camelot is made up of people's dreams. It is an ideal city that brings together many roads and dreams."

　"[One day, humans must build such an ideal city with their own hands]"

　The devastation of the past kept playing, and the Lion King's body kept shaking.

　"This city survives only on dreams like these, so I need knights like you—knights who can fully appreciate the lives of the people and have a thoughtful mind."

　"I also... like Camelot..."

　A slight sound came from the mouth of Bedivere who was kneeling on the ground. The fragments around him, which were only visible to himself and the Lion King, were rapidly fading away.

　“I like the smiling faces of the people in the city...”

　"Yeah..."

　A golden figure stood on the city wall, gazing at something in the distance, his blue cloak swaying gently in the breeze.

　“Seeing you live your life to the fullest…”

　The figure slowly turned around, and then gradually overlapped with the Lion King in front of him.

　The corners of the Lion King's mouth curved slightly, and the ahoge on his head, which had grown out at who knows when, swayed slightly.

　“I’m also very pleased…”

　I still remember your smile that day...

　"King Arthur..."

　A slight sound slowly came out of Bedivere's mouth.

　"On behalf of the Knights of the Round Table, I would like to thank you."

　We left you alone to bear the darkness of that era.