The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

As he said this, Ian thrust his hand into the bloody ground with all his strength, as if he was trying to pull something out of it.

"It's a fight for life."

Kai's figure appeared beside Ian.

"It is to fight against those who are stronger than oneself."

Bedivere appeared beside Ian.

"This is a war that does not violate humanity."

Gahoris's figure appeared beside Ian.

"It is for, not a war with the elves."

Lancelot appeared beside Ian.

As the man spoke one sentence after another.

The figures of the Knights of the Round Table also stood behind him one after another, as if they had really come here.

"Rafe."

"For you, the Rhongomyniad may be just a tool to achieve the destruction of the world."

"But for us Knights of the Round Table, these are extremely precious memories that we can never abandon."

"If you cannot understand this, you will never be able to resonate with the essence of the Rhongomyniad."

As he said this, an exquisite gun slowly appeared in Ian's hand.

That is the Rhongomyniad!

"So--"

"In the name of the Chief Knight of the Round Table, I hereby release you from your restraints."

"It is to sever the battle of fate!"

“Let’s end it right here—!”

Boom!

White light burst out from behind the man, instantly swallowing up the original blood-red color.

The distorted space and stubborn obsession were wiped out in an instant.

A flash of light like a nuclear explosion completely engulfed the man!

“I finally did it this time—”

"Save my hero."

831. Gentle King Altria/Reunion in the Holy Spear (4k)

The Rhongomyniad is not a simple weapon.

and so--

The moment Ian pulled it out, the laws of the Age of Gods that transcended everything reappeared in this world along with the release of magic power.

In a hazy white light.

Ian once again heard the voice that had been guiding him.

just now……

Now that we have dealt with Leif, who has transformed into the Demon Pillar Flauros.

The man could finally speak out loud about the doubts in his heart.

"Altria——"

"It's you!"

"You're the one who's been telling me what to do!"

"If so, can you come out and meet me?!"

"You must be here!"

"As expected... you saw through me."

In the white light, a hazy figure appeared in front of the man.

It was none other than the other "gambler" who, after the Demon Pillar Flauros had eroded the Rhongomyniad, was still telling Ian to come before this holy spear.

The girl named Altria Pendragon!

"Mr. Ian, long time no see."

"..."

As soon as the girl finished speaking, she felt herself being embraced by Ian.

"I knew it... No one else would speak like that except you... Artoria, it really is you."

"Why...why didn't you show up earlier..."

"because--"

“You can’t do that.”

The girl being hugged seemed very happy, but her tone was also full of sadness.

She seemed to have a deeper reason.

"Can't do this?"

"Why!"

Ian looked at the girl in front of him and couldn't help but ask.

"Why can't you do this—you haven't done anything wrong, have you?"

"None of this is your fault, is it?"

"It's precisely because I haven't done anything wrong that I can't just show up like this."

Altria took Ian's hand and clasped their fingers tightly together, as if they had made some kind of contract.

There was infinite attachment in her eyes.

"Because I'm not at fault."

"So you are absolutely right, King."

"Everything I do, everything I think about, and everything I guide will be considered an absolutely reasonable policy by the Knights of the Round Table."

"Imagine..."

"If I were to appear before Gawain and the others like this, how much of a misleading guidance would that be?"

"can not be like this."

"This must not be the case."

Altria said gently.

"This is not British land. I... have no right to dispose of it."

It's not that I want to stand idly by, nor is it that I haven't thought it through.

The girl was worried that her appearance would cause the situation to get worse.

"So... Gawain's wish actually came true?"

Ian asked this while looking at Altria in front of him.

"As the King of Righteousness, you did indeed come to the Holy City of Jerusalem. However, due to personal concerns, you did not show up, and instead attached yourself to the Rhongomyniad, the Spear of the End, correct?"

"Yes."

"I did my best to prevent the Knights of the Round Table from responding—I just didn't expect Galahad to show up..."

Having said that, Artoria smiled faintly.

That was an expression of helplessness.

"It seems that Mordred isn't completely without help. Even though I tried to suppress the summons, quite a few knights responded to the call in her name."

"..."

At that moment, Ian suddenly understood what those blocked round table benches he saw in the Round Table Fortress represented.

It's Altria's "forbidden"!

She was preventing more Knights of the Round Table from coming to the holy city of Jerusalem to avoid causing greater tragedy.

"Lily..."

Ian couldn't help but hug the indescribably kind girl in his arms a little tighter.

"Why are you always thinking about other people's affairs? Don't you know why Gawain risked his life to raise the British flag here?"

"Of course I know."

Altria pressed her cheek against the man's chest.

She could not refuse this extremely familiar warmth at all.

"But... we can't do that."

"It's not something I should have - so no matter what, I can't do this."

"Then what exactly is it that you should have?"

Ian's voice was already trembling a little.

"Life, honor, freedom... You've clearly given up everything, haven't you?"

"No~"

"Ian." The girl raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.

"I haven't given up on your love yet."

"It was like this before, and it will be like this in the future—it would be nice if one day I could say it openly, but things like that are probably a bit too much, right?"

"I……"

Before Altria could finish her words, she felt that she could not say anything else.

Because the man had already bent down and kissed her.

The girl's hands went from being nervous at first to gradually becoming docile, and finally closing behind the man in cooperation.

There was a pop.

The two fell into the white light created by the Rhongomyniad, as if falling into a lake.

"Lily."

Ian looked at her in front of him.

"I love you."

"Will you please leave here with me—and get what you truly deserve?"

"..."

The girl was stunned at first, and then a blush of joy spread to every inch of her skin like the moon on a branch.

Obviously, when she finally received this recognition, her heart was excited and indescribable.

yes……

The old king of Britain has waited for this moment for too long.

Now, there is finally such an opportunity.

but……

This expression didn't last long.

After being overjoyed, Altria shook her head.