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He will advance for the king!

"Ok?"

Agguiwen turned his head.

A sword was found floating there.

"Draw your sword! Eternal Phoenix!"

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boom! !

"careful!"

Kai's eyes widened as he watched Lancelot unleash his sword, which was about to strike Gareth and Gaheris!

But at this moment.

Two swords flew out, easily forcing Lancelot to retreat repeatedly.

"The signal for war has been given!"

"Cut it in two with one stroke!"

"This is……"

Gareth and Gaheris were enveloped in a burst of light and transformed in the next instant, staring in astonishment at the holy sword in their hands.

hair……

What happened?

"It's the Holy Sword..."

Kai grinned and glanced up at the sky.

It turned out to be the case.

"Everyone, pay attention! The King is watching us!"

Kai addressed the two of them.

"Yes!" *2

Kai turned to look at Lancelot, who was touching his damaged armor.

"You're not bad!"

Lancelot looked at the familiar person in front of him, opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

"I'm just a little out of it."

Kai took two steps back and said, "The 'me' at the Round Table, you killed me, didn't you? Let me guess... just because I didn't intend to join in, right?"

"..."

Lancelot didn't speak, but the emotion in his eyes answered Kai's question.

Kai raised the Water Flowing Sword in his hand and mocked:

"Your current Knights of the Round Table are truly a rabble."

"What did you say?!"

Lancelot frowned.

"Isn't that right? You actually... know that what that guy did was wrong, right?"

Kai snorted.

He could see the other person's hesitation and struggle.

That's why.

Kai was furious!

"A true knight is one who protects the people, defends the nation, and speaks truthfully!"

"But look at what you've done! 'Holy Punishment,' burning villages to the ground, slaughtering refugees—are these orders from a king, are these actions what knights should do?!"

"That's absolutely not true!"

Lancelot gritted his teeth.

"That is not the behavior of a king. I am loyal only to King Arthur, not the Lion King!"

"Then why..."

"Because this is the best option! In this world destined for destruction, the path pointed out by that king is the righteous one! Unshakeable! That is why I will wield my sword for her!"

"You bastard..."

Just as Kai was about to say something, he saw a figure descend from the sky and burst into the battlefield.

"You are... that girl from Chaldea?"

Kai frowned.

"Mr. Kai, leave this to me!"

Mash raised the shield in her hand.

Her heart...

It's roaring!

Lancelot seemed to realize something as well, and his eyes widened suddenly.

then……

boom! !

The next moment, Lancelot flew out.

"oops……"

Kai blinked.

What kind of situation is this?

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clang!!

The greatsword spun a few times in the air before finally embedding itself in the ground, and Mordred stopped in place.

Mordred opened his mouth as he looked at Artoria, who had a sword to her neck.

So strong...

She wasn't even using her Noble Phantasm, and the opponent had already defeated her...?

fair enough.

That way she can...

Mordred closed her eyes as if relieved, awaiting her departure from this world.

"Well!"

however.

Instead of feeling pain, Mordred felt a sudden heaviness in his head.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Artoria in front of me reaching out and touching my head.

"you……"

"You must be very tired."

Artoria sheathed the Flame Sword Blaze and smiled as she looked at the person in front of her.

Mordred...

Ugh.

It was precisely because she knew her origins and background that Artoria felt a pang of sympathy.

Perhaps because of their different experiences, Artoria couldn't understand why two people in history would become enemies... and in the end, she attributed it to Morgan.

It must have been that despicable Morgan who did it!

Morgan: ? ? ?

"No...this..."

Mordred suddenly became embarrassed, fidgeting and unsure of what to do.

How should I put it? This was the first time she had ever encountered a father who treated her so gently.

"Linnai told me about you, and I... I don't really know how to tell you..."

Artoria suddenly felt a headache coming on.

broken.

She's really not good at this kind of thing.

Let's leave it to Linnaeus later.

"Ahem, in short, you are now a prisoner. Take off your armor and come with me. Linnai told me that you should be wearing clothes under your armor."

"Oh……"

Mordred obediently unarmed himself.

What a gentle father.

I've never seen it anywhere...

Was she really not drunk?

Chapter 230 - The Holy Blade Draws Its Sword!

boom!

The silver-white figure flew out like a cannonball, crashing into the surrounding buildings after a piercing whistle, and finally smashing into the top of the royal city.

Snapped! !

"cough!"

The Lion King crashed heavily to the ground, his cloak long gone, and even his armor was shattered, revealing his undergarments.

Hey.

Linna flew in through the shattered window, glanced at the scene before him, and understood.

This is probably where the Lion King and her knights gathered.

"what……"

The Lion King got up from the ground.

"Round table, liberation."

A flash of light appeared.

next moment.

Linnaeus then discovered that the surrounding environment had become completely different.

All around was a vast platform, in front of him was a throne, and the sound of the waves could be heard.

woc……

Is this still a singularity?

What did I do here?

"This is the ripple at the end of the world, revealing the true nature of this planet after the surface of the world has been peeled away."

The Lion King wiped his mouth and turned to face Linnaeus: "I will defeat you here. If I use this outside, it could very well destroy everything in the Holy City."

That was her life's work, and there couldn't be the slightest mishap.

But it's different here.