The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

On the contrary, his expression was very resolute, as if he had expected such an outcome.

Ian, shirtless, took a deep breath, and then said to Grey, who had "lost and found" her, with his back turned;

"Gray, go over there."

"Mr. Ian, what are you doing..."

"Be obedient." The man's voice was low and serious, and it was obvious that he would not tolerate any rebuttal.

"If you go over like this, it will probably just make him think of bad things."

"I don't want to see things turn out like that. To me, you are someone who must be protected and someone who cannot be harmed in the slightest."

"so……"

"Get out of here now!"

"Mr. Ian..."

Listening to the man's words, which sounded extremely fierce, but actually meant to keep the girl away from the center of the dispute, Gray felt her eyes moisten.

But before that, she knew she couldn't be so ignorant.

That's not the girlfriend Ian needs!

"I see--"

The girl suppressed her emotions and shone with the Rhongomyniad, which had temporarily "malfunctioned" due to the previous fluctuation.

"Gray—!"

"Are you OK?!"

As Helena's voice came, Ian knew that the girl he was worried about had returned to a safe place.

A cold wind blew.

The man's attention was completely focused on Gawain in front of him.

"..."

He began to walk towards him step by step.

"..."

This obviously stepped on Gawain's "minefield".

"If you come over here again, I'm going to take action."

"Then just move—"

Ian didn't slow down at all.

"Use the weapon in your hand to attack me."

"..."

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Ian's aura completely suppressed his descendant Gawain.

The sword of Excalibur Galatine, blessed by the sun, had never shone until the man came before him.

"You really won't do it, right?"

"you--"

The man looked directly at Gawain, who was very close to him.

"You know who I am."

"Gawain, have you had enough of this? This isn't how it's supposed to be, Knights of the Round Table!"

Ian thought that such words would remind Gawain of the honor of the Knights of the Round Table and make him realize how terrible it was for him to drive Bedivere out of the holy city of Jerusalem.

But what the man didn't expect was that the four words "Knights of the Round Table" not only failed to play a suitable role, but instead seemed to have once again touched some of Gawain's sore spots.

"yes--"

"Knights of the Round Table—"

"Father, you are also a Knight of the Round Table, right?"

"Why...why didn't you participate in this operation? Why didn't you respond to the Round Table's call? Why on earth?!"

"..."

Ian felt his heartbeat quicken a little because of Gawain's questioning.

He realized that even though he had arrived in the holy city of Jerusalem, there were still many truths behind the current situation that had not been made public.

This... is just the beginning!

"Gawain, what are you talking about? What's this Round Table Calling?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with you anymore."

Gao Wen kept muttering these words.

"The Knights of the Round Table need a king... Camelot needs a king... The world needs a king."

"You can't change this, Father."

"Britain, how could it just disappear without a trace?"

"No, absolutely not..."

As he said this, Ian felt that something was wrong with Gawain in front of him.

If he had some rationality before, he would have known that he couldn't do anything to his father.

So--

Now, he has completely abandoned all of this and has become an Alter (reversed) individual with endless obsession!

"The sky that never sleeps is the sky of Camelot;"

"The land that never perishes is the land of Camelot;"

"Blessings from the Round Table—"

The Sword of Excalibur Galatine was instantly stained with evil black flames, and Gawain himself became crazy.

The black sun replaced the moon.

The blood-red light dyed the land an ominous appearance.

"Let me wait for the King's return with my immortality!"

816. Gawain's Intent to Kill His Father/The Grudges of the Knights of the Round Table (4k)

The evil black sun shone over the ruined Jerusalem.

The land that had been completely plunged into the night has now returned to the daytime.

only--

Anyone standing on such a land would never think that this is something to be thankful for.

Because the breath emitted by the sun makes people even more uneasy!

The clouds were instantly stained with the taste of blood, as if they were an apostle saying that this was not a time of peace.

"This……"

Once again, Bedivere saw something that overturned his own cognition.

"What's wrong, Gao Wenqing...Gao Wenqing, what's wrong with him?!"

"Obsession."

Merry's voice came from behind the young knight.

"Obsession?"

Bedivere's expression was one of extreme confusion.

"Gao Wenqing's obsession?"

"Yeah." Meili nodded, her eyes already filled with the reflection of the scene before her.

"Perhaps he will never fall down before he understands all this?"

"what?"

Bedivere felt his breathing quicken a little.

the other side.

Seeing Gawain becoming hostile to him once again, Ian no longer felt any fear in his heart.

He just wanted to know why his descendant Gawain became like this.

"Gawain, what on earth happened—"

"tell me!"

"Something must have gone wrong!"

"no!"

Gawain Alter's voice became completely distorted, as if it came from another world, not the body in front of him.

"The moment you refused the Round Table's call—"

"You are my enemy, and Britain's enemy..."

"Kill you, I must kill you!"

"No one... no one can stop the king's return..."

Saying this, Gawain Alter, transformed into a black knight, thrust the British flag, now dyed an evil black, into the ground beneath his feet.

"No one can respond to the king's words, so let me do what the king should do."

"The flame from the sky—"

"Devoure Britain's enemies!"

With a bang——

The Excalibur Galatine, dyed an evil black, became the sharpest weapon and was used by the Black Knight Gawain Alter to stab his father.

This is... unreserved murderous intent!

"..."

Ian felt a wave of sadness in his heart, and even his hands felt weak.

only--

He understood that he was the only one who could stop Gawain in this situation.

Duang.

The Excalibur Galatine was blocked, and the weapon that did this was not any other weapon, but Artoria's Excalibur.

Although it was a projection, it was enough for anyone who saw it to recognize what a powerful weapon it was.

The Moon Sword and the Sun Sword collided violently.

The hot sparks bloomed with different colors at the intersecting positions.

It was a strange beauty, yet it was the only normal behavior at the moment.

Ian wrestled with his most admired offspring.

"Gawain——"

"This is not what you should do!"