Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 89: A man's heart is as strong as iron until his death. Let's try to make up for the gap in the sky

Kelar closed his eyes, feeling extremely fortunate that he had chosen this talent among his reincarnations, otherwise he would be in trouble now.

Seeing that she could not persuade Kelar, Morgan was completely disappointed. She threw all the materials for forging the holy sword to Kelar and murmured, "Kai, you are really a cruel bastard."

Kelar did not deny it. He sighed and said, "Morgan, please help me one last time. I promise, this is really the last time."

Kelar didn't know how to forge a sword, or rather, as the core of the sword forging, it was impossible for him to forge himself into a holy sword.

Therefore, the person who can forge the sword can only be someone who has the level to forge a holy sword, that is, Morgan.

Kelar asked Morgan to forge it into a holy sword with his own hands, and then let Altria hold the holy sword obtained by Kelar's sacrifice to defeat the terrifying beast that destroyed the world.

With Morgan's guidance, they soon arrived at the inner sea of ​​the star. This was a foreign land with laws completely different from those on the surface of the earth. Both the laws and the environment were very different from those on the surface of the earth. It was a different world that had accompanied human history but had nothing to do with it.

It is the land of eternal spring in mythology, an utopia that even intelligent beasts cannot reach as they wish. Its name is... Avalon!

The Inner Sea of ​​the Stars is another name for the place where souls are placed on the planet called Earth.

Artoria used the Holy Spear to block Avalon, but she only blocked one of Avalon's exits on the surface of the earth. However, as one of the nine fairy queens of Avalon and the fairy king with the status of savior, Morgan had countless ways to return to Avalon.

The view is blocked by a forest that is only vaguely visible in the distance. Even if you look around at the entire sky, all you can see is the equally divided earth and blue sky.

There are no fences or houses built by humans, no city walls or castles, and nothing like a country can exist.

The warm spring sun and the vitality of summer fill the days.

The coolness of autumn and the starry sky of winter embrace the night.

Wild flowers bloom on the earth, reptiles roam, streams flow in the dense forests, green is lingering, wild beasts rise and fall, and beautiful fairies gather on the lake.

"We're here." Morgan said as Vivian came over. She looked at Kelar and said, "You've finally made a decision, human saint."

Kelar thanked sincerely: "Yes, I have made a decision... Madam, thank you for telling me the real way to save the world."

"That's not necessary. I just played a very insignificant part."

Vivian looked at the heartbroken and distraught Morgan and asked, "Morgan Le Fay, are you still suitable for sword forging? Why don't I do it..."

Then, Vivian looked at Kelar and said seriously, "Although fairies never pay attention to these things, but... I am willing to swear in the name of the Fairy of the Lake that I, Vivian, will never let you down, Saint."

"I will do my best to forge the most perfect holy sword... no, even one that surpasses the original six fairies."

Before Kelar could say anything, Morgan interrupted, "No, I'll do it."

Morgan looked at Kelar slowly and firmly. Her face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were red and sad, but she still said, "Let me do it, Ke, okay? Let me do it myself. This is not out of anger. Do you believe me?"

"I believe you, Morgan." Kelar said without hesitation: "Then, everything is up to you, Morgan."

The materials for sword-making can be found everywhere in the inner sea of ​​stars. The goblins have mastered the art of forging holy swords, but they were unable to recreate the miracle of the Holy Sword of the Stars because they lacked that last crucial core material.

Morgan began to preside over the sword-forging ceremony, and Vivian came to help her. They first forged the auxiliary materials into the sword embryo of the holy sword from scratch, which would take some time...
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The sea water surrounding the British Isles completely turned scarlet. As early as when Nero was heading towards Britain, Artoria had already ordered all the fishermen living near the sea to move inland to ensure their safety.

Otherwise, if civilians were allowed to see this scarlet sea water, they would probably have been bewitched by the corrupt intentions of the "great red dragon" and turned into sinful souls under the great judgment.

At this time, Britain still demonstrated the human resource mobilization capabilities that a centralized feudal country should have. In less than three days, all the coastal counties moved inland, and no one was left behind.

Nero stepped out of the Red Sea, and the monster that had been under her feet finally showed its true colors. It was a monster with countless sea monster features, including a shark's head, octopus's tentacles, swordfish's fins, seahorse's scales, and turtle's shell...

Like an abstract fusion monster, this strange sea monster, accompanied by the beast of the Apocalypse, the Roman Emperor Nero, walked out of the ocean and onto land.

"What a pity. After all, it is a marine creature. After stepping on land, its strength has weakened by more than three times."

Nero couldn't help but sigh, if Britain was a continental country, her "mount" would never be so weak. Only land beasts can exert their greatest strength on land.

But unfortunately, Britain is an island country, so it can only use sea monsters to make up the number.

"But, after all, it's just a mount to make up the numbers."

Nero's emerald eyes flashed with a faint smile. She looked at the Knights of the Round Table gathering not far away and said, "A mere ant, do you think you can disobey me (Rome)?"

Altria did not summon the British Kingdom's army, because in the face of this terrifying beast, the more people there were, the more magic power would be provided to the opponent.

Artoria does not need a large organized army. What she needs are weak people who can resist Nero's great judgment power and avoid being killed at the first sight of the Beast of Apocalypse.

Altria looked at the assembled Knights of the Round Table and could not help but feel anxious and worried. She thought to herself, "Where is Kai? Why haven't I seen him show up for so long?"

Since the two sides parted unhappily that day, Kelar has never appeared in front of Altria again, as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth.

And disappearing with him was Wang Jie Morgan.

This disturbing situation made Altria start to have wild thoughts. She thought of Morgan in the prophecy, who nodded with tears in his eyes...

I thought Sister Wang would never agree to Kailar's request, but was she wrong?

Sister Wang, can you really bear the pain of watching Kelar die?
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"Knights of the Round Table, assemble!"

If your strength is not up to a certain level, you will be nothing more than a small fry who will be killed instantly by a glance in front of the Roman Empire.

Therefore, members who are qualified to participate in the war must be heroic units, and there is no need for the miscellaneous soldiers to come and die.

Therefore, the Knights of the Round Table gathered around Artoria were no more than a dozen people, and these dozen people were all strong men above the first-class heroic spirits, such as Lancelot who could fight against an army alone, and Gawain who could destroy a city with one blow.

It was noon, the time when Gawain was at his strongest in the day, and it also provided a tiny buff to the Knights of the Round Table.

But Rome didn't care. Nero didn't even look at Gawain, and said to Artoria: "How dare you, Celtic barbarians, betray the Roman taming of you?"

"I know you, Artoria. You are the king of the barbarians, right?" Nero looked Artoria up and down. After a while, a clear look of rage appeared on her face: "Blasphemy! This is blatant blasphemy!"

"This is a blasphemy against me (Rome) by the barbarians!" Nero questioned, "How dare you, King of the Barbarians, have a face like mine?"

"How can you be as beautiful as me?"

Nero loudly rebuked: "...I am the most dazzling pearl of the Roman Empire and the symbol of its splendor. You are just a barbarian king. How dare you desecrate the crown of the Roman Empire like this?"

"In the name of the Roman Empire, I will judge you and your country!"

"Beast of Rome, has anyone ever told you that you are very credulous?" Altria said coldly, "You lewd beast, have you ruined your brain by drinking lead wine?"

The Romans had the habit of adding lead powder to wine, which would give the wine a hint of sweetness and make it more flavorful.

However, lead powder is poisonous. Using too much lead products can lead to lead poisoning, causing headaches, dizziness, fatigue, insomnia, nightmares, forgetfulness, etc., which can be said to be very serious consequences.

Artoria had been educated by Kelar, so she naturally knew about lead poisoning, so it was not an exaggeration to use her to mock Nero.

"Humph! The King of Barbarians is so boring!"

Of course, Nero was not arguing with Artoria about beauty. She just said it jokingly because she saw that Artoria looked like her.

After all, the strong always have room for maneuver, right?
"Since you want to reach the end sooner, then I will grant your wish!"

Nero raised the Primordial Fire in his hand high above his head, and a wave of magic power so powerful that it broke through the observable range began to fluctuate and spread rapidly...

As the Roman emperor raised his primordial fire to his head, a powerful wave of magical power targeting all mankind began to emerge. It is not accurate to say that this energy fluctuation is magic; it should be called power.

Magic is an extraordinary achievement that can only be achieved through hard work and giving everything.

However, power is an inhuman thing, an innate powerful force. These inhuman things are born so powerful!

The beast of Rome, the beast of Revelation, the beast of 666, and the same is true for Emperor Nero. Since she responded to the call and was born in Rome for the second time, she is no longer a certain life form. She is the choice of mankind and the whole of the Roman Empire, but she is not a human being.

When Emperor Nero was born for the second time... no, after his advent, he naturally had the power to cause the entire earth to fall and be judged, and naturally had the power to judge the savior and the Messiah!
Any existence with the potential to be a savior will be restrained by its inherent skill, the "Anti-Messiah", and become a lamb to be slaughtered.

The energy that Nero outputs every second is quite explosive even in the Age of Gods, not to mention now that the Age of Gods has dissipated. The overly powerful output of magic power makes people wonder whether the thing in front of them is a living thing, or is it actually something like a celestial body?

It is no exaggeration to say that this blow was enough to wipe out the British Isles, and even if the aftermath spread to the whole of Europe, it would suffer heavy damage.

A fully-formed beast, capable of matching a planetary-level warrior, could shake up human history with one strike.

But Altria was not afraid. At this moment, she was highly unified with the will of the Holy Spear. The surging divine power surged in her body. The light emitted when she raised the Holy Spear even surpassed the sun hanging in the sky.

"Knights of the Round Table, charge!" The light of the holy spear in Altria's hand fell and spread to all the knights who charged with her, giving them the protection of the holy spear.

"To this final charge of my life..." Lancelot drew out the holy sword Indestructible Lake Light in his hand, and his whole body radiated water-blue magic. Although compared with Nero and Altria, it was only a firefly, but it had the will of a firefly flying into a flame.

"My king, this is the only light in the world..."

The British Isles were obscured by Nero's power. When they looked up at the sky, they could no longer see the sun, but instead saw a scarlet ominous blood light. Gawain's power began to decline...

But at this moment, another beam of light was reflected in Gawain's eyes. In front of the beast that was powerful enough to destroy human history, Artoria bloomed with the equally powerful and dazzling light of humanity and the light of the king.

Gawain's power began to increase again. In this final moment, he regarded the king as his own sun, thus gaining an inherent skill that surpassed the "Charm of the Nightless". As long as the sun in his heart is still there, the protection of the sun will never fade.

"Firefly light, bring about your own destruction!"

Nero was petite, and she even had to look up to see Altria's big breasts, but at this moment, when she looked at the Knights of the Round Table, her emerald eyes revealed obvious contempt, and even gave everyone a feeling that they were being looked down upon.

Just as the Knights of the Round Table rushed over, Nero's power had already been released. A huge halo appeared in the sky, like the sun shining on the world, covering all of Britain and even all mankind.

This huge halo seems to appear over the whole of Britain, but if viewed from outside the starry universe, this halo should be encircling the entire world.

Nero said: "King of the Barbarians, you are the last king on earth who refuses to worship me and has never been judged by me. You carry the hope and destiny of the Savior. By judging you, I will have completely defeated the disgusting Messiah!"

Nero laughed loudly, and for the first time in front of everyone, she fully displayed her bestial posture. The exquisite red and white dress was torn from her body, turning into skin-like oil paint that clung tightly to her body, completely revealing her inhuman appearance.

The characteristics of the beast are clearly revealed, but it does not give people a feeling of ugliness.

Instead, there is a more sacred beauty...

She is a filthy beast that destroys human history and threatens human nature.

People should have such a 'clear' understanding of this beast in their hearts.

But when everyone gazed at Emperor Nero in his complete form of the Beast of Apocalypse, the only thought that came to their mind was to admire this majestic beauty that was as divine as a saint. She was like a majestic father and a beautiful mother.

This is the charm of Rome, one of the most brilliant civilizations in human history, the charm of Rome.

Even filthy beasts cannot obscure the charm of Rome, but instead become an embellishment of beautiful Rome.

"This is the Roman Empire's thousand years of glory, thousand years of enlightenment, and thousand years of conquest!"

Nero said: "King of the Barbarians, follow the example of your ancestors, your fathers and grandfathers, and kneel before the Roman Empire!"

As Nero finished speaking, the Knights of the Round Table who were already standing in front of Nero felt that every bone and every inch of muscle in their bodies were suppressed by a heavy magical power, which had a temptation to make them surrender.

This is a power shared by all Roman emperors, the power of life and death, the emperor's privilege!

The essence of power is life and death. If I want you to live, you can live. If I want you to die, you must die!

The barbarians conquered by Rome had no right to disobey the orders of the 'Roman Empire'!

This halo is the result of Nero gathering all of his abilities, including his inherent powers and the civilization reversal of the Wandering Planet Vanguard. In addition to corruption and judgment, it also possesses the suppression of civilization over barbarism.

It has always been barbarism that has suppressed and destroyed civilization, Rome to Greece, the Huns to Rome, the Mongols to the whole world...

It seems that civilization has never been a match for barbarism. The human history of the earth has always been a history of civilization being slaughtered by barbarism.

And now, Nero embodies the power of civilization and the suppression of barbarism by civilization!
The closer the Knights of the Round Table and Artoria got to the 'Roman Empire', the stronger the light of civilization emanating from the other side became, suppressing these 'barbarians' more and more, until it became difficult for them to even move forward.

He is obviously a powerful hero of the Age of Gods, with the mighty power to destroy a city, but in front of this beast, he even has difficulty taking a step. Isn't this ridiculous?
Gawain called out, "My king, I only have the strength to strike once, I am willing to create an opportunity for you."

Lancelot said nothing, but the horse under him suddenly accelerated, which made Gawain so angry that he completely ignored the demeanor of the Prince Charming and shouted angrily: "Lancelot, you are still arguing with me at this time!"

"No need to say more, Mr. Gao Wenqing, I am the king of Great Britain!"

"Holy Spear, pull out the anchor!"

Altria decisively released the Holy Spear, the Holy Spear that maintained the physics and mystery of the world. When Rongomyniad was released, a powerful force of the god-level began to spread.

This force is far beyond the human dimension. Even if hundreds of thousands of humans were gathered together, they would only end up being "judgmented" in front of the powerful force of this holy spear.

Because she was too obsessed with using and even squeezing the power of the Holy Lance, Artoria could already sense that the erosion of Rongominiad on her was suddenly getting bigger and stronger.

If before it was just a trickle of water, the transformation and erosion was so slow that it was imperceptible.

Now the force of this erosion is like a wire worm drilling into the body of a mantis. The divinity and power of the Holy Spear violently drilled into Altria's body, upgrading her physique and strength to that of a god.

It was with such a powerful force that Artoria broke free from the oppression of the Roman Empire. She pointed the Holy Spear at Nero and said, "Holy Judgment!"

After Nero displayed his power and covered the entire territory of Britain, the second light appeared. A huge light cannon fell from the sky, breaking through the civilized aura of the "Roman Empire" and hitting the Roman Empire itself.

Everyone hoped that this blow, this superhuman blow, would be powerful enough to shake the Roman Empire. After all, this blow was comparable to Kelar's blow that shattered the world.

As a result, Nero simply wielded the Primordial Fire, and the glory of the Roman gods, all the heroes of the Roman Empire, and the theocracy of the Cross once again emerged on the sword. The filthy corruption and judgment power of the beast formed the blade of the Primordial Fire...

But the glory of the Roman Empire completely buried it.

If you just look at it like this, it is hard to imagine that this is a beast destined to destroy human history. You can only marvel at the dazzling divine light of the other party.

As everyone expected, the Original Fire met with the Holy Judgment, and the state of great sound without sound and great elephant without form appeared again, but this time, the Roman emperor did not shed a single drop of blood.

Gawain and Lancelot also stopped when they saw this. They were willing to sacrifice for the king, but it would not be a meaningless sacrifice.

The Holy Judge couldn't even hurt the beast, so what was the point of them rushing forward now?

"What do you desire, King of the Barbarians?"

Nero roughly cut off the Holy Judge's light cannon. She waved the Primordial Fire with one hand like an exquisite toy, and used this toy to chop heavily at Artoria.

"Do you think Rome will fall twice in the same move?"

Artoria was caught off guard and could only rely on instinct, subconsciously holding the Holy Spear across her head to block the attack from the Roman Empire.

The moment the Primal Fire came into contact with Rongominiad, Artoria instantly felt the weight of the Roman Empire, as if the most brilliant corner of human history, the pressure of complete collapse, all fell on her alone.

"Good weight……"

Even though Artoria had already reached the realm of gods and possessed the powerful strength of the main god of the Age of Gods, she was still knocked to her knees by this blow. The British Island under her feet was like an earthquake, and large tracts of land cracked as a result.

This crack seemed to tear the whole of Britain apart completely, and it lasted for more than ten kilometers.

The moment the two sides came into contact, the Knights of the Round Table were moved away by Merlin, and what remained were just illusions.

At this time, the Knights of the Round Table and Merlin could only stand in a safe place, watching in amazement as the two sides, who were no longer human and had surpassed the human dimension, were engaged in a thrilling life-and-death battle that concerned the British Kingdom and human history.

One is the god holding the holy spear, and the other is the beast that integrates Rome!

The battle between them is destined to be the strongest, most advanced and most intense battle in the world.

Nero held the Primordial Fire in one hand and pressed it down lightly, mocking him: "How is it? King of the Barbarians, the whip of the Roman Empire, do you understand?"

It was clearly just the force of one hand pressing down, but even if Altria used all her strength, she was unable to resist it. If she continued like this, she would definitely be crushed by the powerful Roman Empire!

In terms of individual strength, no matter whether it is Hercules or the legendary overlord Xiang Yu who is as strong as a mountain, it would be difficult for the current Lion King Artoria to be crushed to the point where she cannot resist.

But Nero did not suppress Artoria with "muscle strength", a kind of personal brute force. She used the abstract, conceptual heaviness and vastness of the Roman Empire to put inhumane pressure on Artoria.

At this moment, Artoria was as if she was under the suppression of the Roman Empire, which was five million square kilometers in size. Even if she turned into a god at the main god level, how could she resist?

"If what you call civilization is to destroy human history, Britain, and everything I cherish, then I will let you see the pride of a barbarian!"

Altria's expression was cold and she refused to surrender. Nero suddenly became interested in conquering Altria instead of simply destroying her.

You know, the halo rising above Nero's head seems beautiful and dazzling, but in fact, this halo only needs to fall gently to wipe out the entire Britain from the map of the earth.

For Nero today, destroying Britain is just a matter of moving his fingers!

But the beautiful and willful Roman emperor did not want the last king and the last enemy on earth to be destroyed so easily. She wanted a truly satisfying conquest!

A light shield suddenly popped out from within Altria's body. At the same time, Nero felt as if he had been punched by someone. The force was neither too strong nor too weak, barely as strong as a punch from the Roman Empire.

At this time, Nero heard Altria's voice: "An utopia that is isolated from the world!"

It is the Scabbard of Avalon, the most powerful defensive treasure in the Moon World. It can block all physical and magical attacks, and can also heal the host's injuries. It has no loopholes or text traps. Perfection is perfection.

Even with such a powerful blow, an attack that even the main god could hardly withstand, the Avalon scabbard still perfectly isolated and rebounded it, giving Nero the same blow.

However, this attack might be able to suffocate the Lion King Altria, but it would not have such a good effect on Nero.

Because, she is the Roman Empire itself.

The full force of the Roman Empire hit her, and it was just like an ordinary person being suddenly punched by someone. It hurt, but that was all.

Nero rubbed her chest. Her inhumanly sharp claws scratched her fair and delicate skin, but she didn't care at all. The next moment, the scratched skin had recovered as before.

"It hurts~"

Nero let out a delicate cry, and this voice was full of decadent music that could arouse the lust of the kings on earth. If it weren't for Altria's utopia that was isolated from the world, she would have been tempted by this power.

Seeing that Artoria ignored her affectation, Nero knew that this defensive treasure must be an extraordinary treasure. She could only return to her original state, looked at Artoria with interest and said: "Barbarian King, to be honest, I am more and more interested in you!"

"I'm very curious, how long can your flawless absolute defensive treasure last? What is its defensive limit?"

As he spoke, Nero clenched his scarlet claws, and the halo in the sky suddenly fell down a lot.

Nero laughed and said, "Barbarian King, listen to me... This is the power to destroy the entire British Empire and judge the entire British Empire and even all mankind. Let me see how you can protect your kingdom before the halo completely descends on the earth."

"Please me to your heart's content, the last king on earth. This is the only glory you have left in this life, the glory bestowed upon you by Rome (Yu)!"

There was no option to defeat her. Nero was very confident about this. After crucifying the savior on the cross, there was no one or anything on earth who could match her.

The Avalon Scabbard has no limits. In theory, it is the strongest and absolute defense that can defend against all damage!
However, people who use Avalon have their limits. Theoretically, absolute defense also requires energy supply. If Nero continues to attack Artoria, then even with Avalon, Artoria will still be defeated.

Altria looked relaxed, even with a smile on her face. She was like someone who had reconciled with herself, or someone who had let go of everything. She simply said, "Whether Britain will be destroyed or not has its own reasons. I alone cannot stop the torrent of events."

"Just as the Age of Gods will eventually pass away, and the dead will always be dead no matter what..."

"As long as I and everyone else do our best and leave no regrets, even if Britain is destroyed, even if human history is destroyed, I will not feel resentful."

As she spoke, Altria revealed a pure and beautiful smile: "After all, I am just a little girl who has not yet graduated. If I compare the whole of Britain, or the whole of humanity, with him, I would rather let him live."

This was what Altria was thinking, but unfortunately Kelar didn't hear it.

But the smile on Nero's lips faded. She suddenly felt that she had lost interest, as if even if she really conquered the barbarian king in front of her and destroyed Britain, it would be meaningless and everything would become boring.

What's more, Nero knew very well that he could not completely conquer this barbarian king who had the same face as him. She would only die in the battle after giving up everything.

This barbarian... no, this king will surely die before his own country.

However, even though Artoria ruined Nero's interest, as the emperor of the Roman Empire and all of Rome, Nero still had no intention of letting his halo descend directly to destroy Britain.

The halo continued to fall slowly and clearly, and the speed of its descent did not change at all. As an emperor, Nero naturally had the power of an emperor.

She is not a barbarian and she will not go back on her word.

As the sum of the Roman Empire, she is "lawful to the letter" instead of "changing her mind every day"! ——
In the inner sea of ​​the star, the preparations for forging the blank of the holy sword have been completed. With Morgan sparing no effort and Vivian concentrating without slacking off, the blank of the holy sword that is comparable to the Sword of Victory of the Wheel has been forged.

If it were a normal sword-making process, they would have been able to call it a day and leave. This was already the greatest result the goblins could achieve, bringing the advantages of the materials to their full potential.

If we want to go further, we need "breakthrough" materials, materials that can rival the gifts from the planet.

Morgan's face was pale, his moist lips were a little cracked, he looked at Kailar with a tired look, and asked: "Kai...really, you can't change it anymore?"

“…I forged this sword with my own body.”

Kelar smiled back, took a deep breath, cut his wrist, let out blood, and said: "The one who holds this sword must be kind and willing to fight to save the people!"

"Anyone who holds this sword must be magnanimous and willing to fight to save humanity!"

"Whoever holds this sword will surely stop the war and fight for world peace!"

"This is the gift of salvation, this is the reappearance of the glory of mankind, this is, comparable to the Holy Sword of the Stars... the Holy Sword of Man!"

The sword embryo of the holy sword was injected with more powerful materials and began to slowly transform into the appearance of the strongest holy sword. However, judging from the momentum, it would fail due to the depletion of materials before the transformation was completed.

Kelar's blood and Gies did not have the desired effect, they were just a little short of it, just... a little short of it.

After Kelar finished chanting the holy words, he turned around and looked at Morgan, who was already in tears, and said, "Sister Morgan, I actually cherish my life very much. I love myself more than anyone else in the world."

"You have also seen that my blood is not enough to complete the forging of the holy sword."

"I am about to retire from my job. From now on, I will leave everything to you, Sister Morgan."

Having said that, Kelar no longer looked at anyone. With a resolute attitude, he dedicated all of himself, all his sacrifices, the gift of the Savior, along with the Inscription of Savior that was closely connected to his soul, and everything he possessed, to the Holy Sword.

This will, this gift, this radiance of humanity is already comparable to the holy sword forged from the planet, the sword of promised victory.

The only thing Kelar left behind was an exquisite edgeless sword. It was the sword of truth that Kelar used to educate the Onsa people for the first time, the edgeless sword that could stop war. It was also the first gift Kelar gave to Morgan.

Morgan rushed forward and tried to grab the corner of Kelar's clothes, but all he could touch was the sword that still exuded the warmth of his lover.

Morgan couldn't help but burst into tears. She held the last sword left by Kelar in her arms. The force seemed to integrate it into her body. Vivian couldn't help but sigh when she saw this. She had seen countless strong people who could be called heroes in her life.

But only this person can truly be called a "sage".

Because his love has surpassed that of humans, he can make the most correct decision in the most painful situations.

Vivian couldn't help but said, "Morgan Le Fay, leave it to me from now on. You can go to sleep or take a rest."

“No!!!” Morgan struggled to support her body, her dark blue eyes flashing with flames hotter than the fire of sword-making: “Let me do it, you must let me do it myself!”

Only with the most determined will can one make the most painful decision.

"..."

At this moment, Kelar's tough and strong body had been destroyed, and only the dazzling true self was shining.

Because he broke his oath and violated the Geis of not killing, the power bestowed on the holy sword suddenly weakened. At this time, the purple talent, [Oathbreaker], was flashing in Kelar's soul.

As long as this talent is used, the backlash of violating Geis can be avoided.

However, at this time, Kelar, whose true self had already attached to the holy sword, "saw" Morgan, who was on the verge of collapse and was supported by only one breath.

If the sword is forged, Morgan will probably lose half his life.

He broke his blood oath with Morgan, according to which Morgan should take one of his items, including his soul and gift.

The edgeless sword that stopped the war did not count, because it did not belong to the person named "Kailar" and it had been given to Morgan long ago.

But Morgan did not do so. She did not take anything. In this way, Morgan would have to bear the power of breaking the oath. The power of the blood oath binds both parties. If you are asked to take something, you must take it. If you are asked to pay, you must pay!
Kelar was silent. In the end, he used his talent of [Oathbreaker] to swear the blood oath between himself and Morgan...

In this way, everything that was predicted has come true, and the inevitable fate has run through everything.

The vows are hard to make, the saints make empty promises...

This was always the fate promised to Morgan!
The moment the Oathbreaker's talent was established, everything Morgan had given to Kelar was returned to him. The magic power that was permanently reduced, the blood oath and teachings he had paid were all returned to Morgan intact, along with some of Kelar's power.

This is the gift that Kelar gave to Morgan by using his absolute true self to break through the blockade of the oath.

Morgan's power was gradually rising, and soon it surpassed the EX level and reached an unobservable level. In a trance, the Fairy King seemed to hear the clear voice of his lover.

"Morgan, I am not biased at all between you and Lily... This is my last gift. Take this and live well. Just think of it as something I asked you to do!"

"I hope you live well so that you can better witness the future..."

A man should be as firm as an iron until his death. Let's try to mend the gap in the sky!
"Kai!!!"

Morgan raised his head suddenly, and all he saw was the flaming holy sword and Vivian, who looked pitiful and sighing.

"Morgan le Fay, your lover, has given his all..."

Yes, Kai, is dead, her disciple, her lover, her boy...

It has disappeared. The inscription of salvation that seems like Kelar's soul is slowly engraved on the holy sword. Once it is completely engraved on the sword body, the holy sword of man will be forged.

Kai sacrificed himself to save the world, so she must not let Kai down and must forge the holy sword.

Morgan turned a deaf ear to everything around him, ignoring the surrounding environment and putting all his mind into sword-making. At this time, Morgan had surpassed the original six goblins in his mind...

If Morgan couldn't succeed in forging the sword, then I'm afraid this sword was doomed to fail from the beginning.

…………

You didn't expect that the Oathbreaker talent has always been used on Morgan.

I had already foreshadowed this point a long time ago. Now when you go back and read Chapter 35, don’t you feel like you’ve been away for a lifetime?

Am I sick of it?
What I am most proud of is the part about 'prophecy'. All the prophecies have been recycled. The ability to recycle foreshadowing is something that most ordinary authors cannot match (expansion)!
(End of this chapter)