The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

And then--

The light that originally reached the sky actually shrank back little by little, as if it was compressed by something.

There was a pop.

The man knelt on the ground as Merry and Mordred watched.

But the corresponding thing is...

In his hand, there was also a golden spear.

That was a weapon that was absolutely impossible to replicate in this world, called the Rhongomyniad!

"I did it……"

The man gasped and said so.

"..."

Meili looked at the man in front of her.

This should have been a happy moment, but her eyes began to look a little subtle.

"It's indeed possible... Ian Pendragon."

"Unfortunately, this time... the person you've always loved, because he cared about you too much, has become your biggest stumbling block."

“Is this tragic or a pity?”

"Eh?"

Mordred felt as if he heard something strange.

But before she could think it through, Mary spoke again.

"Mordred."

"It's time to get over it—and get started."

"Hey, okay."

Without thinking too much, Mordred nodded in desperation.

"Well, I see."

Jumping out of Merry's arms, Mordred ran towards his father.

"father!"

"Are you OK?"

Feeling his daughter's worry, Ian knew that no matter how upset he was, he must not show it.

He struggled to get up.

"I am okay."

"Did Aunt Mary ask you to come here?"

"Yeah." Mordred nodded.

"She said—it's time to start."

"it is good."

Ian looked at Mary not far away, his eyes full of anticipation.

He never imagined that the woman he had doubted countless times would become the last rope holding all his hopes together.

【Meili did not disappoint your expectations. 】

【At least--】

[On the surface, it doesn't appear so.]

As she began to chant softly, like poetry, the thirteen restraints prepared by Morgan were presented before you.

[And you are surprised to find that you actually know exactly who provided this restraint! ]

The first restraint—

Can only be used when fighting an enemy stronger than yourself.

This is Bedivere.

As someone who stood on King Arthur's side from beginning to end, Ian always admired his adherence to chivalry.

Even when facing an enemy stronger than himself, he would not shrink back.

The second restraint—

Can only be used in one-on-one combat.

This is Palamidis.

The restraint coming from him was more of a confession than a help.

After all, he had attacked a horse during a contest with Lancelot.

It is not strange to have such thoughts when given such an opportunity.

……

As the chants came out of Mary's mouth, Ian gradually understood why this power could suppress the Rhongomyniad.

Because in essence, this is to use the name and power of the knights to suppress part of it.

have to say--

This kind of vision is indeed something that only Morgan can do.

Only she has such superb magic skills, and only she can get the "support" of so many knights in a short period of time.

but……

Looking at the eleven rays of light spinning in the sky, Ian always felt that something was missing.

It should be the same as the other eleven rays of light, enough to become an existence like the imprint of a clock.

as well as--

Finally, the most crucial light that determines everything should be inserted into the position where the twelve restraints intersect.

How could this be?

Ian looked at Mary not far away, but found that she had stopped singing.

Obviously, such behavior was tantamount to telling the man one thing - this was all the restraint Morgan had given her.

"This……"

When the man was at a loss, Mordred, who had taken the Rhongomyniad from him, asked with some concern.

"dad……"

"This gun seems strange..."

Following the sound, Ian saw that the Rhongomyniad, which had just gathered not long ago, had begun to leave an afterimage.

In such a situation, it is obviously impossible to maintain its own stability.

If this continues...

Perhaps the Rhongomyniad will disappear soon.

Should we wait until next time?

No.

Even if it waits until next time.

The situation will still be exactly the same.

Because all conditions have not changed!

And considering the situation just now...

Maybe something even worse will happen!

Ian glanced at the eleven restraining lights in the sky, then looked at Mordred.

Take a gamble.

Although I really don't want this to turn into an uncontrollable gamble.

but--

For this land.

For everything that Altria holds dear.

You must take a gamble!

"Mordred, do it!"

It was rare for his father Ian to call him by his name. Mordred was stunned at first, but then he quickly reacted.

She never doubted the man who taught her swordsmanship!

"Play your role well!"

Saying this, Mordred used all his strength and threw the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad) with the blood he received from Artoria.

The feared thing finally happened.

At the moment when the projection gun landed.

Countless laws that had disappeared were completely restored - this is the principle that shines in the Lance of the End (Rhongomyniad) and can reverse the decline of the Age of Gods.

Things that should have disappeared are almost forcibly kept on this land in a transcendent way.

Regardless of the process, the result is definitely beneficial to Britain.

Logically speaking...

This is what everyone should want to see.

however--

Ian's premonitions were always particularly effective in ominous ways.

As the Rhongomyniad landed, the missing restraints became a breakthrough point that originally limited its power.

boom--

boom--

The man witnessed the shattering of those lights.

not good!

Something is going to go wrong!

As the light waves take the landing point as the center, they spread out in all directions like ripples.

A huge wave that swept across the world rushed towards Mordred.

"Hey, Dad!"

The daughter's subconscious call made the man rush out recklessly.

He held her tightly in his arms, protecting her like a shield.

Feeling the burning heat on his back, Ian saw a scene that frightened him a little.

Mary was laughing.

And the next moment, she disappeared from sight again.

"Dad, this..."

"It's okay, everything will be fine—we... haven't celebrated Mom's birthday yet."

[The residual power of the Holy Lance engulfed the entire Britain.]

[No one knows where the people of this time and space will go.]

[But one day in the future, the answer will be revealed because of the person you want to protect.]