What Can I Do if I Travel to Fgo? I'm Desperate Too

262. The End of the World

"It sucks, doesn't it."

The chopping sword in hand has been broken in two, but it can still be swung as a great sword anyway.Rodrite's current body is disheveled, and he can't be compared with the undefeated Gale Lord.

He stood under the tower, looking at Lancelot and Mordred who were about to move across.

Lustia escorted Chaldea to the top of the tower, and now he is alone again, fighting each other with the enemy on the final battlefield.

Just compared to the last battle before him, as a Heroic Spirit, he doesn't look like a rag that will fall down at any time, and the wounds on his body will not affect the next battle.

"But I have completed the task~"

His mission is to escort the Master of Chaldea to meet the king face to face.

Firm and thorough, from the very beginning, when he bestowed victory on himself, he did not aim to kill anyone.

Therefore, his victory will definitely come true!It is also true that he activated the Noble Phantasm, Knight'sloyal (swear allegiance to the death).

The silver-white helmet was taken off his head by the opponent, the long hair like a waterfall, and the pair of sea-blue eyes made this person look gentle like sea water, but terrifying and brutal like a tsunami.All the emotional outbursts are hidden under the person's lowest mask.

That youthful face, as always, does not look like someone in their 40s at all.Although as heroic spirits, few of them maintained their appearance before death, after all, for them, their youth was their heyday.

"Rodrite Saltisio, as a traitor this time, do you have anything to say!?"

Mordred stood under the high tower, his tyrannical appearance remained the same as before.Only this time, she was a loyal minister and she was a traitor. She once raised her sword in a loud roar, signaling that the king was fighting hard, and the traitor who had long been unable to return to heaven after defeat.This time, he stood under the majesty of the king, aiming at Rodrite who saw the brilliance of the king but chose to run away.

"Let me think about what you said to me back then."

"Shut up! Mordred! That's what I said at the beginning~"

"you--!"

Mordred, who persuaded Rodrite to surrender at the beginning, seemed to be just yesterday.

That stupid short-sightedness doesn't have any qualities that a king should have, and even he is just a defective existence.

However, even if it happened again, he would still choose to stand by the king.

Even though he knew that people couldn't hold on anymore, so Mordred's rebellion was caused by the dissatisfaction with the king, and he understood that although the demise of Britain was painful, the short-term pain generally passed away in a flash.

Because he couldn't let go of the knight girl in his heart who had kept all his emotions sealed in his heart.

"Enough, Mordred."

"Cut~ Hurry up and start fighting. Kill you, and then go kill other rebels!"

Lancelot stopped Mordred's runaway from the side, but these simple words didn't have any effect.

Mordred tapped his shoulder armor with the hilt of his sword, looking at Rodrite in front of him very unhappy.

"Ha ha...."

With a desolate laugh, Rodrite rarely smiled in front of his old friends.It's just that it's not because of happiness or pleasure, it's just a hopeless regret for this ridiculous situation.

Then Rodritte strode towards the two knights of the round table. How could that resolute and brave figure have the slightest possibility of retreating?He is the undefeated Gale Lord!It is impossible to fail!Is the endorsement of victory!

During his lifetime, he had three near-failure victories, and as a Heroic Spirit, he also had a defeat record in the Holy Grail War.

But so what?

The magic power was continuously transmitted to the body through the channel of Chaldea, and the holy green wind swelled around Rodrite.

The storm controller's skills are exerting their due effect. Although it is said to be a feat impossible to accomplish in life, they can be manipulated without the slightest hesitation after death.

It's an uphill battle, and it could be a one-way ticket on the battlefield.

"Such a passionate advance, I thought you would have other tactics. Rhodes~"

"!"

A familiar voice came from the sky, Rodrite raised his head subconsciously, and the queen in the holy green storm once again appeared - Lustaia.

"Shocked by what happened?"

"You're not with the Master—"

"It was the Master who sent me down with the command spell, so that some idiot who can only fight hard can still catch up with the king's ending ceremony."

Lustia's words were full of slight mockery, but to Rodrite it was a familiar look.

"Haha~ Is that the case? What a distressing Master. If you approach the king alone without reinforcements, you will be in trouble. It seems that I have to work harder to break through the obstacles that hinder me. It's the defensive net. Rustia!"

Rodrite holds the chopping sword in his right hand and the lance in his left hand. The silver-white armor and blue battle robe on his body are like living elves in the storm.Along with the storm, the emerald green war horse appeared beside the knight so that the knight could mount the horse.

"Did you hear? Mordred, Lancelot, my Master is waiting for me to help. So... now you all get the hell out of here!"

There is no room for keeping hands, and there is no choice of sacrifice to keep your life here.

Just like the rumors at the time, the spear of the Storm Lord is an invincible spear, a weapon that is better than the sword in his hand!

Even if it's just a lie, even if it's just a sign of ignorance, even if it's just a joke from colleagues in the past.

but now!The Gale Lord with sword and spear flew into the sky in an instant on his emerald green storm steed. The weapon in the hands of the Storm Lord was entwined with a storm like a spiral!Within two seconds of rushing up to the clouds, the knight's figure was already facing the ground at a 75-degree angle, turning into a flowing cyan light arrow!

"King's—"

"Aroundight—"

"Clarent—"

accelerate!compression!break out!

Three completely different types of Noble Phantasms have turned into straws that crush science in the hands of those who have not yet followed.

The lord's figure was entwined by the storm, turning into a spiral storm like an oven.

The lake light emerges above the holy sword, like an automatic rotary chainsaw that keeps turning.

Scarlet thunder spread everywhere, which was the reappearance of hatred and rebellion against the king.

The sky was torn apart by the storm, as if it had been torn in half suddenly. The disappearing defense of the holy capital could no longer suppress the Gale Lord's momentum of breaking the army!And the two figures releasing the treasures on the ground also make the ground of the holy capital constantly suffer from the devastation of magic power.

The houses made of white jade were torn to shreds one by one, and the blood-stained flower beds and corpses were lifted up, crushed, and shredded!

Large chunks of soil, stones, and corpses make up this churning cutting hell, like a glutton who never feels satisfied, digesting everything into pieces step by step.

The allied army and solemn knights around them were nothing more than worthless ants in the collision of magic power.

It was easily wiped out, and even disappeared in an instant.

"—glory!"

"—Overload!"

"—Blood Arthur!"

Shout!The knights condensed their awareness, anger, and faith on the Noble Phantasm.

He doesn't care about the gift of the Lion King, nor does he care about past glory or past achievements.

Some of them were just sharp bayonets moving forward, tearing up the ground of the holy capital in an instant!Around the tower, everything was ignited and turned into scorched earth, and within a moment, no signs of life disappeared on the entire land.

For just a moment, only the central figure remained on the battlefield.

.........

There is no great righteousness, and there is no trade-off.

This is a fool's story.

Born in the age of war, the era of wars and heroes, war is commonplace, persecution, destruction, and displacement are full of life.

It is also an era of youth rising.

Fighting for ideals and wielding swords for protection. The person who wanted to protect at first has left the cruel world, but the rest of himself has not turned into a vengeful ghost.

Just for the sake of the figure that I will never see again, I want to create a world where everyone can be happy.

So, in the crimson red of destruction, the boy packed up his luggage and embarked on a new journey.

Alone, voluntarily burdened with longing and expectation, I walked into the deserted wilderness.

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Before the Throne of the Lion King~

The master of Chaldea has arrived here.

This time was different from the past, there was no trace of the Demon God Pillar behind it.But because of this, Chaldea tried his best to think about why the Demon God King chose to give up this singularity.

It wasn't until they arrived at the Astra Courtyard that they finally understood what had happened.

But what is in front of me now cannot be said to be a hall like a royal court. This is the top of the tower, so in other words, this is the end of the world.That is definitely not a trap or an illusion, it is simply that they arrived here and then saw the [truth].

Just as any RPG game will have a final BOSS that needs to be defeated, the goddess named the Lion King now sits quietly on the throne.There is no doubt that that is the source of all distortions in this singularity, and it is also the reason why the Demon God King does not need to interfere!

That was the former Knight King, Artoria Pendragon, and the current Lion King, Rungomigniad.

"Answer me~"

It was obviously only a few steps away, and the distance between the two sides was nothing more than a ladder made of jade.But the Lion King sitting on the throne was like an insurmountable thick mountain in the eyes of the three who arrived at the tower.

Of course, that does not refer to the other party's mind. (emphasis added)

"Answer me ~ what are you ~ why did you come to my castle, why did you appear in front of me. I am the Lion King, the Storm King, the Lord of the End, and I am in charge of the Holy Lance. The afterglow of the heroic soul."

Heck, let me translate.What the other party was talking about was who in the hall and why they sued the official.Also, our family can't accommodate more people. I have the Lion King, the Storm King, the Lord of the End, and the Scar of Lungomigniad in charge of the Holy Lance in my body.

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Well, it’s over, there is an emotionless voice on the throne.But that is definitely not showing the fact that there is no emotion, but simply because of the difference in the realm between the two parties, and the result of simply not being able to talk with the same level of identity.The opponent is the Lion King who can be called a goddess, so when facing mortals and heroic spirits, it is impossible to have too many thoughts and feelings.

This is an ordinary relationship with how humans view ants, and the Lion King has no interest in dismembering ants.

But just like that, the indifferent words were like an ice knife, clinging to the person's chest.It makes it difficult to breathe, and even the consciousness wants to surrender unconsciously.

That's The Lion King!That is King Arthur who has been holding a gun!

Although Fujimaru Tachika and Matthew were fully aware, they still felt that their breathing was not smooth.

But Bedivere's current situation is even more embarrassing. There is no trace of blood on that originally fair face, and the pale and withered skin looks like a corpse, and the sunken eye sockets are imprinted with not a lion. The figure of the king, but the illusion of the past emerged like a dream.