Dark Soul Moon

A thick beam of magic power condensed from the tip of the Holy Lance Lungominiad, and then shot straight ahead, the last stronghold of the Saxons.

Fanaticism appeared in the eyes of all the British soldiers, and the white beams of light illuminated their faces.

The sky and the earth turned pale for a moment, leaving only the dazzling white beam of light.

When the beam of light dissipated, the main entrance of the stronghold disappeared without a trace together with the city wall responsible for blocking it. At the same time, there were traces of mud rolling on the ground, extending to the end of the soldiers' line of sight.

"Soldiers, our last enemy is ahead!"

Artoria supported her weak body with the holy spear, but her voice was still full of spirit.

"Defeat the last of the Saxons, and the British Isle will return to the arms of our Britons!"

"Forward, Britons! To take back our land!"

"Yes, King!"

The British soldiers started to move forward. Everyone had nervous and excited expressions on their faces, but they didn't speak. After all, no one wanted to be unlucky and die in the last battle before the British Island was saved.

Seeing the soldiers enter the stronghold in an orderly manner and began to wipe out the recalcitrant Saxons, Artoria breathed a sigh of relief.

After liberating the Holy Lance many times, she was finally able to support herself with the help of the Holy Lance, instead of being drained of magic power and physical strength by the Holy Lance.

"Mr. Bedivere, you are in charge of leading the knights to observe the battlefield and see where there are difficult enemies that need to be dealt with as soon as possible."

"Gao Wenqing, you lead the soldiers to kill the Saxon leader as soon as possible, lest the other party escape."

"Secret Aggression, you are responsible for leading the remaining knights to seal off the battlefield and prevent any suspicious Saxons from escaping."

"Yes, King."

The three knights accepted the order one by one, and then left.

Artoria's face relaxed a little. If nothing else, there was nothing to worry about in this battle.

The hearts of the Saxons were broken, and few established Saxon soldiers appeared. Only when they approached this stronghold would the Saxons who had not been defeated appear.

However, the situation has become clear, the Britons have completely defeated the Saxons, and the next thing to do is to wipe out the Saxons wandering around the island.

It also takes a lot of energy.

"Shouldn't it be time to change the armor when I go back?" She felt a tight feeling coming from her chest and thought.

For some reason, my body started to grow again.

Lord Bedivere said she had grown taller.

This undoubtedly made Arturia feel happy instinctively.

After all, she was really too short in the first place.

Especially after pulling out the sword in the stone, the body completely stopped growing, and it was fixed on that barren and short stature.

Although no one knows, Artoria occasionally feels a little sad at night, especially when the queen sister Morgan Le Fay returns.

Now that her body has redeveloped, it is naturally a good thing for her.

It's just that the armor on her body was the first gift the Lion Knight gave her, and Arturia was a little reluctant to change it.

Many days have passed since the day I put on the armor.

Through many battles, this feminine armor has been repaired many times, Lion Knight himself.

Arturia's face flushed.

Just as she was thinking wildly, the battle gradually came to an end.

Not surprisingly, the Saxon soldiers were routed by the British soldiers.

A blow from the Holy Lance could not help destroying the defense and also the morale of the Saxon soldiers.

What is strange is that there were no dangerous dark knights or deformed knights in the battle, only one or two monsters flowing with black liquid appeared.

Bedivere's orders were actually to deal with these dangerous enemies.

However, after the whole battle, he did not find any powerful knights.

Those monsters were killed by Gawain single-handedly. After all, it happened to be the time when Gawain could display three times his abilities.

Arturia was very curious about this special physique that tripled her strength in a certain period of time, but since it was Gawain's secret, she didn't ask too much.

After recovering enough physical strength to move freely, Artoria put away the Holy Spear, and led her replenished bodyguards to join the finale of the battle.

…………

"Strange……"

Arturia frowned and looked at the corpses in front of her, doubts flashed in her eyes.

These corpses were those of the Saxon chiefs, and there were also some guards outside.

But none of them were killed by the Britons.

When Artoria rushed into the central building of the stronghold first, she found that the people inside were already dead.

died at the hands of unknown persons.

She squatted down, turned the corpse, and observed the wounds on the corpse.