Tribute to the Demon King

"Okay, since you want to betray me—"

Ramlai let out a long moan, stood up from the ground, and snorted.

Then, her figure was like a black hurricane, and she killed the white-armored knight from a distance.

The slash of light that shone with blue lake light slashed fiercely at the warhorse Mulai who devoured the thundercloud.

Then, at the junction between the sword and the horse, a particularly strong electric light suddenly burst out.

The huge magical power destroyed the horse's spirit foundation almost instantly, without even encountering any obstacles.In half a second, Artoria will be cut in half by the sword light.

But she knew him so well that she dismounted the moment the knight drew his sword.While abandoning Ramlai, he half-kneeled on the ground, pierced Lancelot's chest with the holy spear that was cursed black and red in his hand, and burned his heart.

If it was an ordinary person, he would probably be dead like this.But he is a hero known as the greatest knight, and he might still be able to fight even without a heart...

Arturia drew out the Holy Spear vigilantly, took two steps back, lowered her knees and prepared to attack again.

But it was beyond her expectation - Lancelot, who was thought to be just a mirror image, suddenly showed a relieved smile.

"So, I am also satisfied..."

"……What did you say?"

"What a painful malice entangled in you... But it was us who forced you into that situation."

Lancelot sighed and smiled lightly: "I hope the king can punish me. This wish has now been fulfilled."

"Wait... are you really Lancelot?"

The holy spear in Artoria's hand trembled slightly.

Those phantoms behind this person... aren't they the stripped wills and copied bodies of the Heroic Spirits?

If not so...

But when she looked at Lancelot in front of her, she couldn't deny the fact that "this is exactly the Lancelot she knew well".

The knight in front of her smiled and didn't speak, then suddenly disintegrated into spirit particles and dissipated in the air.

When she was still feeling lost, a familiar voice sounded in front of her again.

"It's so sad..."

Prompted by a strong sense of crisis, she raised her holy spear and suddenly blocked some invisible attack.

"Tristan, you too—"

"Sorry, Wang... I won't come out. You probably don't want to see my shameful face either."

The person who spoke did not appear, only a light voice sounded in the air: "I was wrong about the previous thing. The King of Knights should continue to fight for peace - people around and me think that the king should do so. But, We were wrong, and very wrong. But now... all I can do is..."

"—Holy Sword, unsheathed."

As the sad harp sounded gradually, another steady voice sounded at the same time.

The light like the sun shone brightly, and a man holding a holy sword walked out from behind Zhou Yi.

It was a silver holy sword, and the power of the sun was stored in the hilt.

"Long time no see, Wang."

His expression at the moment is a bit serious, but there is a polite and friendly atmosphere exuding from his body, giving people a sense of refreshment: "Do you remember me?"

But just by looking at it, you can tell that this person is very suitable for a gentle smile.It can even be said that being as unobtrusive as him is already considered a talent.

However, the moment he stepped out, the holy spear in Artoria's hand finally dissipated all its brilliance and slowly fell down.

Seeing this person standing opposite her with a clear will, she finally lost all fighting spirit.

"Gao Wen..."

Artoria muttered: "What the hell is going on..."

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PS: Originally, the title of this chapter was intended to be "Come on, Your Majesty has turned against you", but after thinking about it, it turned out to be a bit of a drama...

Chapter 180: I Am King Arthur

"I'm very sorry, Wang. It was my impulse that caused your death..."

Gawain stepped out, half-kneeled in front of the King of the Wild Hunt who was frozen in place, and said in a deep voice.

"Gao Wenqing..."

Arturia muttered his name.

If, before, Artoria could regard these knights and herself who can use the Noble Phantasm as a characteristic of this inherent enchantment... Now she can no longer ignore these things.

Even if he repeatedly reminded himself in his heart that it might be Merlin's illusion.

Annihilating the enemy and the knights with the Holy Lance, and standing in front of him one by one and questioning them in person—the oppressive force given by the two situations is completely different.

If it is said that Lancelot still harbors hatred towards him, and Tristan is dissatisfied with himself... Gawain is a knight who is completely loyal to him.

The "Winning Sword of Victory" held in his hand is the sister sword of the Sword of the Lake held by King Arthur.If Excalibur is a concentrated anti-city Noble Phantasm, the Rotating Victory Sword is a range attack that can wipe out approaching enemy soldiers with one blow.As long as the sword is drawn and infused with magic power, the pseudo-sun inside the hilt will operate, extending the blade to the visible range.

She still remembered that Gawain's strength was enough to confront her head-on, but he never disobeyed her orders.