The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

"..."

"Wait until you win, then tell me something like this."

Gawain Alter responded to his father rather coldly, looking completely different from his usual self.

Duang——

Duang——

The clashing sounds of weapons echoed across the battlefield between the father and son, with an intensity comparable to that of thousands of troops.

"dad……"

"Someone's hitting Daddy!"

Lily grabbed the Black Jeanne who was hugging her and kept screaming.

"Mom, go help!"

Even children know that they should help their family members when fighting, so how could Black Jeanne not know this?

Besides, it’s not like I can’t do anything—

Aren't the massive Athena and the devilish dragon Fafnir all capable of taking action at the mere command?!

"elder sister!"

Unable to contain her emotions any longer, Black Jeanne cried out.

"If you don't take action now—"

"Brother might..."

"This……"

Joan of Arc's expression was quite complicated.

Holding the military flag, she stared at the battlefield between Ian and Gawain for a long time. It was obvious that although she was worried about her brother like her sister, she had no intention of taking action.

"Sister!" Black Joan of Arc shouted again.

"Stop talking."

Helena stopped Black Jeanne.

"Although I'm still not sure what your relationship with Ian is—but didn't we just try it?"

"If you attack that knight named Gawain, Ian will definitely stop you."

"Haven't you tried it before?"

"..."

Helena's words made Black Joan of Arc understand.

Yes.

Athena had already fired.

No matter how much he wanted to take action, Ian would do his best to protect the knight named Gawain.

between them...

What is the relationship?

The man had no idea of the complicated feelings of the girls on the other side of the battlefield.

All he could feel at this moment was the murderous intent coming from Gawain.

To be more precise, it was the murderous intent that blossomed from some obsession that he himself was unaware of.

"Gawain——"

Ian, who skillfully blocked the sword skills from his descendants, said with a bit of heartache.

He knew his routine too well.

"We shouldn't be like this."

"why not?"

Gawain Alter held the Excalibur Galatine, the sword of victory that had completely turned into an evil black color, and stared at Ian on the other side as if he were his enemy.

"Father, when you refused to respond to the Round Table's call, you should have considered that we would one day be at odds with each other."

"..."

Hearing the so-called "Round Table Summons" once again, Ian could no longer control the doubts in his heart.

"Gawain——"

"What exactly is this summoning you mentioned?"

The man asked, looking at the knight on the other side of the sword.

"I don't understand."

When Ian said this, Gawain Alter showed obvious emotional fluctuations.

"How could you not know—all the Knights of the Round Table have heard the King's call!"

"Father, you can't be an exception!"

"I understand your idea."

Ian swung his sword vigorously. Since he was stronger than Gawain, he naturally took advantage of this opportunity to push the opponent back several steps.

"But I really have never heard the so-called calling—"

"If anything, I will definitely be the first one to respond to Altria. I promise you in the name of Pendragon."

"..."

Although he was pushed back several steps, Gawain Alter was obviously touched by the man's words.

only--

This touch did not last long.

"Do not."

"Absolutely impossible."

"Father, you are the Chief Knight of the Round Table. How could...how could you not hear anything?!"

"Father, stop lying to me!"

The Excalibur Galatine sword burned again, and Gawain grasped it tightly with both hands and raised it above his head.

"The flame of sincerity eventually turns into faith—"

"This light dispels the night. What illuminates the earth is unchanging protection!"

"Burn, Excalibur Galatine!"

Gawain Alter denied his father's words, his eyes were filled with the flames of revenge.

The dark light also shot straight towards the sky, as if trying to destroy the sky in this way.

"..."

no solution anymore.

Since Gawain has done this, I can't ignore it.

Ian also raised the sword of promised victory (Excalibur) above his head.

Another ray of red-gold light rose from the ground and went straight into the sky, as if to connect the heaven and earth together.

"Drink-"

"Drink-"

Ian and Gawain shouted at the same time.

Soon, the beam of Excalibur and the sword of Excalibur Galatine came into direct confrontation.

Bang!

Where the two beams touched, a nuclear explosion-like scene occurred.

The air waves carried magical power and spread in all directions like a thousand layers of huge waves stirred up by stones.

"..."

A whoosh.

Athena, who had been regretting hitting Ian, reacted instantly.

The jet device behind the mecha goddess started up in an instant, providing her with powerful power.

Boom!

Athena held the giant war shield and stood in front of everyone.

But even so, the air waves generated by the direct impact still made an extremely terrifying sound of wind.

"younger sister--"

Joan of Arc shouted, and Black Joan of Arc, whose name was called, immediately understood.

“Fafnir—!”

"Roar--!!!"

The dragon flapped its huge wings, fanning the wind in the opposite direction and counterattacked in the direction of the frontal attack.

With the help of one positive and one negative, the situation was barely balanced.

"how so……"

Bedivere seemed a little confused.

"Lord Gao Wen...Lord Ian...Why did it become like this?"

"Didn't I tell you already?"

Meili's voice sounded coldly.

To all men other than Ian, the flower magician spoke in a tone that made it clear to everyone that she didn't care.

"Behind the wall, the scene may not be what you hope to see."

"..."

Bedivere finally understood everything.

But, everything seems to be of no avail.

"Miss Meili...why did it become like this? You must know what happened, right?"

"..."

Looking at Bedivere, whose tone seemed a little broken, Mary still had an expressionless face.

"Do you think I should know?"

"..."

Bedivere didn't know how to respond to this simple sentence.

But at this moment, the Flower Magician continued speaking as if to give hope.

“Many things cannot be changed just by knowing them, nor will they become better just by knowing them.”

"Instead of feeling sad and wandering about those things."

"Why not be like me—"

"Same as you?" Bedivere frowned slightly. "What does that mean?"

"Just like me, you chose to believe that man."

The corners of Mary's mouth curled up slightly, which was a sign that she was truly happy.

"he--"

"Interesting, isn't it?"