The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

It was an existence that could easily cover up the entire dragon Fafnir without any difficulty.

Countless spells and rotating light circles appeared inside, forming a top-level offensive "weapon".

this is--

The Winds of Avalon beckons.

In a sense, it is a Noble Phantasm of the same origin as the Rhongomyniad.

"This……"

Black Joan of Arc was confused again.

First, my brother jumped off the dragon's head, and now this wild woman named Meili took out this incredible-looking treasure.

In the end what happened?

The dragon girl knew nothing about this, she just felt like she had become a little redundant again.

But as if she had completely guessed what Jeanne was thinking, Mary quickly put on a smile that wasn't quite a smile and said softly:

"This is the result of your brother's serious work—"

"To put it in a language humans can understand, it means 'the more you work, the more you earn.'"

"Wha, what?"

Before Black Jeanne could figure out whether the "inner ○" mentioned by the flower magician Meili was the same as the "inner ○" she was thinking of.

The Winds of Avalon, which beckons to the other side, has begun to liberate itself in its true form.

Countless winds blew from the distant, unknown homeland of Britain, blowing towards the location that needed to be broken through like thousands of troops.

Sakura pink petals seemed to fly out from the dragon's back, as if guided by fate, and headed towards the place where the man fell.

Caught——

A genuine smile appeared on Meili's face.

But at the same time, she also looked at the light of the Holy Spear that was still being resisted by Fafnir.

"That's where the wind is blowing from—"

"Britain, has it already..."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Ian had no idea what Mellie was doing.

After jumping from Fafnir's head, all he could see at this moment was the huge magic formation and the cherry-pink light shining on the edge of the black and white dividing line.

That is--

Is it coming towards me?

The falling man stretched out his hand towards the cherry-pink light, and saw it fly towards him just as he had imagined, and then completely wrapped himself in it.

At this moment, Ian finally understood what Mary meant by creating opportunities for himself.

That's right.

She used her own magic power to create a "coat" for Ian that was strong enough to protect him!

To exaggerate a bit, it is equivalent to creating another "self" that can withstand certain damage - if there is a game about this, it would probably provide a shield equal to HP, right?

And all the materials are these petals!

She really is...

For a moment, Ian didn't know how to describe Mary's attitude of getting things done silently.

But it’s pretty good!

This is really a great help!

At this moment, Meili's voice sounded in the man's ears again.

"Hurry up and act—the effects of Utopia won't last long. If it wears off soon, I don't know what will happen."

"Is this a disclaimer?" Ian couldn't help but say.

"No," Mary said almost without hesitation.

"If you disappeared in there—"

"I will probably leave this world right now."

"Well...you can't get out of my sight."

"..."

After hearing this statement, which he didn't know whether it could be considered yandere, Ian didn't continue to answer, but took action immediately.

Finish the important things before discussing other things!

But having said that——

But the situation is not as simple as imagined.

The realm where the flames of the evil dragon and the light of the holy spear are intertwined is not something that can be easily broken through.

Fortunately-

Men are not simple beings.

He raised the giant sword left by the first Hassan and aimed at the dividing line between black and white.

If you hit a wall, just hit it hard and punch it through!

The magic power gathered on the blade of the first generation Hassan——

Ian closed his eyes.

In an instant, all kinds of images of the old man began to emerge in the man's mind.

When he opened his eyes again, he discovered that the boundary between black and white was filled with so many flaws!

This is the unique focus of an Assassin.

"Drink-"

The man exerted force with both hands, and the giant sword directly chopped down the intertwined interface.

With another thrust, Ian reached the other side!

only--

Getting to the other side is just the beginning.

Just like the essence that Mary revealed before.

The Rhongomyniad, the Spear that Shines at the End, is an existence that can restore the laws of the Age of Gods.

and so--

After coming in like this, Ian immediately felt the difference between inside and outside.

It's a feeling that's quite difficult to describe.

If I have to give a specific limitation, it would probably be "some things that did not exist before have now reappeared" - like absorbing magic from the air or something.

So correspondingly, Ian felt that his situation here was not as uncomfortable as he had imagined.

only……

In contrast, the man could also feel that the "protection" from Mary on his body was rapidly disintegrating.

If this continues, it won't be long before I'll be directly exposed to this kind of light, right?

We have to hurry.

Ian still remembered what it felt like the last time he came into direct contact with the light of the Rhongomyniad.

Bedivere...can you hold on?

The more he thought about it, the more concerned he became. Ian started searching directly towards the direction he had locked onto before jumping down.

This is not an easy process.

Because the man could feel that the deeper he walked into the light shining from the Rhongomyniad, the more obvious the breakthrough of the laws of physics became.

Fortunately,

Bedivere also seemed to see the dividing line between black and white.

He was not far from the place where the man broke in, it could even be said that he was quite close.

Ian found him quickly.

but……

Bedivere's condition doesn't seem to be that good at the moment.

To be precise, it should be quite bad.

There were many wounds on his armor, which seemed to be caused by some blunt object.

And what's worse is that the light shining from the Rhongomyniad is also corroding the knight's protection.

Ian could even see that some parts of Bedivere were gradually becoming transparent.

That's a sign of...disappearance.

"Bedivere." The man roared.

Naturally, this loyal young knight also reacted.

He raised his head and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

At the junction of black and white, reflected in Bedivere's green eyes was a figure that was inseparable from King Arthur Altria.

The young man opened his bloodshot eyes wide and said in an incredulous tone:

"You are... Lord Ian?"

"Isn't that someone who died long ago? - Are you also a knight summoned here?"

"No...it shouldn't be possible."

"So I only saw you when I got to heaven?"

"..."

The light shining from the Rhongomyniad seems to have greatly influenced Bedivere's thinking.

of course.

It is also possible that he was already too weak to the point that his thinking became chaotic.

But no matter what, this is an existence worth saving.

This is one of the few non-Knights of the Round Table whom Ian can truly recognize from the bottom of his heart!

"This is not a paradise, but a history that should not have existed."

"Bedivere, I'll take you away now."

Having said this, Ian helped Bedivere up.

But what the man didn't expect was that as he helped Bedivere up, the "protection" from Mary began to be consumed doubly.

Before the two of them took two steps, Ian felt that all the petals had dissipated.

Then came the burning pain—the pain that comes when existence is about to be erased.

Bedivere noticed something.

"Lord Ian, please let me go. If this continues, we will both..."

"Shut up."

Ian rejected Bedivere's request without any hesitation.

"I can't possibly abandon you—if Lily knew, she would never forgive me."

"I will protect the Knights of the Round Table that she cannot reach."