I'm in Morioh, just joined a chat group for cute girls.

Even Gu Ye, the transmigrator who knew the whole plot, had a strange look on his face at this moment.

Which shimmering are you?

"The End Sword Enki".

Medea's voice rang in everyone's ears. Her tone was calm, as if she were giving an academic lecture: "One of the oldest Noble Phantasms possessed by Gilgamesh, it has the power to summon a great flood."

"That's not magic, that's the 'phenomenon' itself."

She looked up at the surging ocean, "It's a World-Extending Noble Phantasm that recreates the great feat of 'seven days and seven nights of flooding the world' from the Uruk mythology. Before that kind of power, any defense is meaningless, because it is the world itself correcting you."

The moment Medea finished speaking, a golden light suddenly shone without warning in the projected, turbulent, dark depths of the sea.

The light was initially faint, but it was exceptionally firm, like a candle flame in a storm.

Then, a clear and firm voice pierced through the roaring water and the distance of space, echoing clearly in everyone's ears.

"—No. It is too early to celebrate victory, King of Heroes."

On the rooftop, Gilgamesh's maniacal laughter abruptly ceased.

"What--!?"

An expression of disbelief crossed his face.

The golden light in the deep sea suddenly expanded, as if a sun were rising underwater.

It dyed the surrounding seawater into a dazzling gold, and then that light transformed into a sharp blade, forcefully cleaving the surging current in two!

Sonorous!

Sonorous!

Sonorous!

A series of crisp sounds, like shackles being broken, rang out one after another.

"Seal Thirteen: Liberation from Restraint!"

"The roundtable discussion begins!"

Chapter 51 Ex—Calibur!

Artoria's voice rang out again, this time with a sacred and solemn echo.

"This is a battle against those stronger than oneself"—Bedewell admits.

“This is a one-on-one battle,” Palomedes admitted.

“This is not a battle with the elves”—Lancelot acknowledges.

"This is a battle against evil"—admitted, Mordred.

“This is a battle devoid of selfishness”—Galahad acknowledges.

"Finally, this is the battle to save the world"—Arthur acknowledges.

As each name was read aloud, the outline of the invisible sword in Artoria's hand gradually became visible.

The Wind King's barrier was completely dispelled, revealing the magnificent sword body hidden within it, a blend of gold and azure.

That was no ordinary metal, but the strongest and final fantasy, formed from the prayers of the planet.

It shall never be the sword's owner.

Qian-Xun ⑨⒍○⑴二⑹㈡７0

Instead, everything is decided by the soul fragments of the heroes within the Holy Sword.

In this battle, should we use the Holy Sword, or the divine weapon created by the gods to save the world?

“Oath [Ex]——”

boom!

A massive golden pillar of light shot into the sky from the seabed, instantly evaporating the torn seawater into white steam that filled the sky.

Artoria's figure slowly rose in the pillar of light, her armor intact, her long golden hair dancing wildly in the magical glow.

She raised the sword in her hand, and the light gathered on the sword even eclipsed the moon in the sky.

From the distant earth, Artoria cast a gaze that of a supreme ruler, looking down upon all living beings.

"The Holy Swordsman—!!!"

Gilgamesh looked at the beam of light that pierced through the heavens and earth, and let out a sigh that was a mixture of anger and terror.

"The Sword of Victory [Calibur]—!"

Saber let out a sharp cry and swung her sword down.

The whole world fell silent at that moment.

A golden torrent of light, with unstoppable force, devoured everything.

The surging tsunami was evaporated, the pitch-black night sky was illuminated, and even the huge magic circle in the sky shattered inch by inch under the wash of light.

The beam of light struck Gilgamesh atop the skyscraper with pinpoint accuracy.

The astonishment on his face was frozen forever, along with his proud golden armor and his dignity as a king, all of which were completely and cleanly wiped away in that torrent of pure light particles.

The light lasted for several seconds before slowly fading away.

The floodwaters have receded, leaving only wisps of white steam rising from the ruins of the former sub-center, which had been razed to the ground.

Artoria stood quietly in the center of the mess, the holy sword in her hand restored to its magnificent form, its tip pointing diagonally at the ground.

The moonlight shone down again, illuminating her petite yet slender figure, making her appear like an invincible goddess.

A dead silence.

Everyone stared at the scene in stunned silence, speechless for a long time.

The air was thick with the smell of ozone and scorching dust, as if what had just fallen was not light, but a miniature sun.

A deathly silence enveloped everyone.

In the distance, city sirens blared, but in this area, even the chirping of insects had vanished.

That night, the guys who were living a good life thought they had entered the real world.

Gu Ye was the first person to recover from the devastating scene.

He looked at the Knight King, who stood in the center of the ruins, petite yet upright as a pine tree, with a complex expression.

"I really want to praise you, Saber."

Gu Ye's voice broke the silence, "But there's nothing to say about that kind of guy. He's just a tyrant consumed by his own arrogance, far less worthy of respect than he was when he was a wise king."

Hearing her Master's words, Artoria relaxed her grip on the Holy Sword slightly. She gently shook her head, her emerald eyes looking at Gu Ye with a calm and humble expression.

"Master, you flatter me."

Her voice was clear, but upon closer listening, one could detect a very slight hint of fatigue. "Generally speaking, it's impossible for a holy sword to unleash such powerful energy."

The old chair, the wine, the old

She paused, as if organizing her thoughts to explain this mythical power to her Master.

"However, Excalibur is a shining holy sword that saves the planet. It was created to defeat what destroys the planet and should be able to repel all evil with its golden blade."

Artoria's gaze shifted to the holy sword in her hand, whose light was gradually fading. "If Gilgamesh hadn't summoned that world-destroying flood, touching its deepest essence, the holy sword wouldn't have been able to be unleashed to this extent."

As soon as she finished speaking, Artoria's body swayed slightly involuntarily.

She braced herself, pressing the tip of her sword against the ground. The silver armor made a soft thud as she steadied herself.

The price of unleashing her ultimate Noble Phantasm is enormous; her magical power was almost instantly drained, and she is now only being sustained by the willpower of a king.

Gu Ye's sharp gaze caught this detail, and he also noticed the unnatural paleness on her pretty face.

Without saying another word, he stepped forward, stretched out his arm, and firmly supported Artoria's shoulder.

? 澪丿弍弍/⑶○乆叭

"Thank you for your hard work, Saber."

Gu Ye's voice was deep and resonant, filled with undeniable concern, "Your victory is impeccable. Now, the battle is over. Just let me support you."

He could feel the girl's slightly trembling body beneath the cold touch of the armor he was holding.

Artoria looked up, and Gu Ye's face, which was close at hand, was reflected in her emerald eyes.

She wanted to say "I'm fine," but the warmth and strength from her Master's hand made her swallow back those defiant words.

She nodded silently, her weight shifting slightly towards Gu Ye.

"Thank you, Master."

At that moment, Medea and Raiden Mei also emerged from behind cover in the distance.

The face of the goddess still bore the lingering shock. She looked at Artoria, then at the holy sword that had been restored to its invisible state, her azure eyes flashing with inquiry and awe.

"This is... an unbelievable power."

Medea murmured to herself, her feelings as a spellcaster being the most direct, "That is no longer the realm of magic, it is the manifestation of 'reason,' the manifestation of the planet's own will. Knight King, what you possess is true divine weaponry."

"Miss Saber, are you alright?"

Raiden Mei quickly walked to the other side, her purple eyes filled with worry. "You look terrible."

Artoria gave Raiden Mei a reassuring smile: "Don't worry, Mei-san, it's just that you've used up too much magic. You'll be fine after a rest."

"It's amazing."

A slightly languid voice came from not far away. Archer appeared on the top of a half-collapsed building, arms crossed, looking down at everything. "I didn't expect you to actually be able to unleash 'Excalibur' to that extent. It seems your Master has indeed given you enough support."

"The magical remnants here are astonishing."

Medea looked around, her brow furrowing slightly. "It's like lighting a lighthouse in the dark. I'm afraid the people from the Holy Church and the Magic Association will be drawn here very soon."

She looked at Gu Ye, her tone becoming serious: "Master, we must leave here immediately. Saber needs to replenish her mana, and we also need a safe place to rethink our plans."

Gu Ye nodded in agreement. He glanced at Artoria, who was almost completely leaning on him, and said to her, "Saber, I'll take you away. Hold on tight."

Without further hesitation, he wrapped his arm around Artoria's knees and supported her back firmly with his other hand, easily lifting the petite knight king into a standard princess carry.

"Master, Master?!"

Artoria let out a short gasp, her cheeks instantly flushing slightly. She hadn't expected Gu Ye to take such a direct approach, and instinctively reached out her arm, clad in gauntlets, to wrap her arms around his neck.

"That's faster."

Gu Ye's expression remained unchanged as he calmly explained.

Just as Gu Ye was carrying Artoria and taking a step to leave the ravaged battlefield, Medea suddenly stopped.

She turned abruptly, her sharp gaze sweeping across the shadow of a dilapidated building in the distance beneath her purple hood.

"There are mice spying on us."

She spoke coldly, her voice not loud, but it instantly put everyone present on edge.

Gu Ye stopped and looked in Medea's direction, but there was only deep darkness there.

Archer also jumped down from the top of the building, landing silently. He squinted and activated his full senses.

"Oh?"

Archer's lips curled into a playful smile. "It certainly has the aura of a Servant, but it runs away really fast. Looks like just a cowardly insect."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Medea nodded and confirmed in a calm tone, "The aura has disappeared. The other party meant no harm; they were just observing."

"What a cautious fellow."

Gu Ye said in a low voice, tightening his arms around Artoria to make sure she wouldn't feel any jolting.

At this moment, Rin Tohsaka, who had been silent all along, walked over, her arms crossed, and she seriously surveyed her surroundings.

"No need to chase."

She spoke decisively, her gaze sweeping over everyone present, "Tonight's commotion has already been too great; there's no need to create any more trouble."

She began to clearly analyze the current situation: "Including us, Saber, Archer, Kojiro of Ryudouji, and Caster, there are now four Servants on our side."

"Lancer was just dealt with by Kojiro at the mansion and has been confirmed to be out of the game."