The world of Type-Moon starts with saving Altria!

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after all--

If you move forward, you won't necessarily be killed, but if you stay the same, you will definitely die!

When people have no choice, they won’t consider anything!

"..."

Ian was not surprised by this situation.

Rather, it is better to say that this is the "precondition" that he had imagined and had already set long ago.

Transforming into the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur Morgan), the man walked directly to the front of the three Medusa sisters.

then--

The blade in his hand immediately began to glow and shot straight towards the sky.

The scene looked as if the sky and the earth were connected together by this beam of light.

That was enough to temporarily intimidate the others, and Ian took this opportunity to speak:

"Everyone——"

"Do you think all this is reasonable?"

"She is the goddess who gave you blessings, but now you are treating them in such a violent way?"

"You...won't you feel bad?"

"..."

Ian's words did have some effect.

but--

It's just that little bit.

Because all the remaining Uruk people knew that this so-called morality was meaningless in the face of survival.

If this continues, everyone will die.

Then, the constraints no longer exist.

"There's no point in feeling sorry—"

"We have to survive!"

"I just want to survive!"

Once again, this heartfelt voice of shock was heard from the crowd.

Soon, it spread from one person to ten, from ten to a hundred, and finally became the cry of all Uruk people.

"Live! Live! Live!"

"..."

Siduri's expression grew tense.

She was the only one among all the people nearby who did not shout along.

Because she knew it wasn't right—

Moreover, she understood that this was an act that went against her loyalty to Ian.

In such a situation, what choice would the great king make?

"So you think that constantly forcing them to provide you with shelter is the right thing to do?"

Ian gripped the sword Excalibur tightly in his hand.

"Wake up, everyone—"

The man lifted up the ground beneath his feet which had turned back into ashes.

"Their power is limited after all!"

"What will you do after they leave?"

"..."

Everyone was silent, as if they were moved by Ian's words.

But soon, this idea was severely shattered by reality.

"Then at least we'll be able to survive until then, right?"

"That would be exactly what we want—!"

"Yes!"

"That's it!"

"..."

Hearing these words, Siduri felt her palms sweating.

She felt that maybe it was time for her to do something to help Ian, but her mind went blank.

She knew better than anyone that this couldn't go on, but there was nothing she could do.

Until now, Siduri knew that everything she had done was just a way to survive.

"Since you are destined to die, why not resist?"

Ian's voice reached Siduri's ears at this moment.

That's a very familiar statement.

"Since you know that if you continue like this, you will eventually die, then why don't you, like me, raise your weapons high and defeat the existence that wants to destroy this land?"

"Do you think your swords and violence will only be directed at those who are willing to help you?"

"Answer me, everyone!"

"Why not challenge the gods without weapons!"

"..."

The words were still full of resistance, and Siduri became more and more certain that her understanding was correct - he was the king of Uruk.

only……

Even today, some words that should have been full of encouragement have come to the end of their lives.

"No way."

"You absolutely cannot resist—"

"God will be angry and we will be punished..."

"We can't do it... We can't do it..."

Plop.

Someone knelt down in front of Ian, losing the force of his earlier coercion.

Perhaps, they knew that they probably couldn't defeat the person in front of them no matter what, so they knelt down as if to beg for the last time.

"Give us a way out."

"please……"

"Let this be our last wish..."

Soon, similar requests came one after another.

This is the last effort made by the people of Uruk to survive!

Siduri bit her lip.

The methods used in the past are no longer effective. What should he do next to make people submit to him again?

Uruk's assistant officer had no idea, but she hoped he could give an answer.

An answer that suits you.

An answer suitable for Uruk.

But the facts soon gave this strong leader of the later Uruk a helping hand.

"Ophelia—"

"understood."

The girl, who had remained silent until then, nodded, erasing something as if it had been planned in advance.

Something beside Ian was shattered - it was the magic of cognitive barrier. With this, the man temporarily disguised his identity.

As the real bodies got along, people in the crowd soon recognized Ian.

"It's the king!"

"The king is back!"

"The King has returned with glory!"

Cheers rose one after another, but soon turned into silent gazes.

He is back.

This is indeed true.

but……

This is the land of Uruk after it was trampled by the Bull of Heaven.

Most people find it hard to believe the original statement - after all, no one knows whether the Bull of Heaven will trample on them again because of this.

unless……

Is there any reason that is touching enough?

He...must have it, right?

And this is indeed the case.

"I see--"

"Since you insist on believing in a god—"

The man sheathed the Sword of Promised Victory (Excalibur) in his hand, and then transformed a more diverse weapon projection behind him.

"Then believe in me."

"I am your God—this is the perfect time for you to kneel down and worship me."

"..."

There was obvious hesitation among the crowd, but no one dared to take action.

After all, Ian used to be a king, but now he calls himself a god.