My Mom Sandy Love Song

"Of course! That king has finally become the king of the past, future, and eternity as in the legend. That is... my king has completely abandoned people's hearts!"

"...Tsk."

"Farewell, the distorted Goddess of War, and the young son of the shield. I probably won't see you again..."

After finishing speaking, Tristan greeted the remaining troops of the Serious Knights, and left the already messy village under the watchful eyes of everyone.

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There was an air of desperation in the air.

The beam of light of the Lion King is about to fall, do you want to abandon the refugees here and run for your own life?

Of course it is impossible.

Goddess Morrigan stared coldly at the holy spear with her arms folded.

If she was serious, she would certainly be able to offset the Holy Order of the Lion King.

But the Goddess of Darkness is not a kind savior, and she will not do useless losses.

However, she also felt uncomfortable just letting Arturia act recklessly.

Hmm...what should I do.

When Morgan was tangled and everyone fell into despair, a voice came from behind.

"I'm sorry. I promised you that I could do it before, but I ended up like this. Complain, complain, reprimand, you can just say it."

"Mr. Arash! Where have you been all this time...Ah! What happened to your injury!?"

The bloody archer staggered to the side of the crowd.

He ate Lancelot's treasure a few hours ago, relied on [Stubborn EX] to finally save his life, and rushed over with his body that was about to be scrapped.

"Cough cough... uh!"

After Arash vomited a mouthful of blood, he showed his signature refreshing smile to the distressed crowd.

"I told you, don't keep your face down."

"Arash... sir?"

"There is another way."

Arash held the bow and walked in front of the crowd, imprinting his broad back on the eyes of the crowd.

"...you can't die here yet."

"Are you sure you want to do this?" Morgan folded his arms and raised his eyebrows.

"Ah... Elder Sister Alter, although you and I have different goals, you are the only one who can stop that king.

So let me pave the way for you. "

He fully opened the scarlet bow in his hand.

The archer named Arash has the best eyesight in the world.

Those black eyes are enough to reflect the fields, mountains, beasts, everything in the world.

The chalk holy capital that once looked towards the east——

The supreme gun that maintains the laws of human reason, the king of ever-victorious reputation that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Standing at the end of the world, the light of purification cast by the Lion King is undoubtedly the sanction of heaven.

[Clairvoyance] It has already said everything.

Arash knew not many kings.

But the ruthlessness and majesty of the Lion King are far from those of other kings.

"It's better to say she's a goddess than a king."

Once, she only used [clairvoyance] to sneak a glance at her, but she was stared back by the goddess with a cold stare enough to make a great hero's heart stop.

The Lion King exists far beyond Arash's imagination, making him realize his own insignificance as a human being.

But don't give in.

It's a little too early to give up now.

It's time to put an end to this journey.

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According to legend, it was an arrow shot by the archer [Arash] that ended the protracted war between Persia and Turku.

After bringing happiness to the people of both countries, he passed away.

No more heroes.

After that extraordinary arrow that surpasses human cognition is shot, no matter how brave and tenacious he is...

The body of the hero who had been tempered for thousands of years was still torn apart and disappeared in an instant.

From now on, the human world will no longer need such a huge power as the age of the gods——

Arash, who climbed Damavand peak chanting prayers, had hoped so.

——"O Sunshine, Allah..."

Stretching his bow beyond limits, Arash shouted out the Noble Phantasm's release language while feeling the magic power overflowing from his body.

This is the second time he has liberated the real name of the Noble Phantasm.

The first time, it was on the land of Persia that became human after the end of the Age of Gods.

It is an archer under the command of the great Manoucheher, and it is used to embellish the prayers of the end of his life that he ushered in.

——"O glorious Allah who bestows wisdom, dignity, and strength..."

When one is hailed as a hero, one's own destiny is already decided.

Fighting with many people and killing countless people, until the bloody battle day and night came to an end.

The general of Turku, Frasiabo, who was besieged by Emperor Manouchehr, demanded to end the war by determining the borders of the kingdoms, and the task of demarcating the borders fell on the shoulders of the archers.

The arrow placed by the people who have been exhausted by the long war is the vision of all peace.

——"Please learn from my sincerity, my thinking, and what I will accomplish..."

The light of purification emitted by the Lion King from the Holy Spear was too dazzling and intense.

If it goes all out, the heat in it may be enough to completely destroy the entire singularity.

Although it maintains the existence of the physical laws of the planet, the power is too unreasonable.

But it was also because of this that he was summoned here.

The eyes are enough to detect the supernatural power of the goddess herself.

The Noble Phantasm still holds itself against the possibility.

The things I should do are really no different from those in the past.

——"Look, creator of the stars and the moon.

Witness my deeds, my dying days, the sacred devotion [SpentaArmaiti] that I will accomplish—”

Along with praying, Arash tried his best to draw the big bow dedicated to the gods.

A savior shot to end a world of misery and war.

Thousands of years later, it is still a unique skill that is still fresh in the memory of the people of West Asia.

It is the entity of the wish that can only be fulfilled by the great hero who bears the fantasy of the age of gods, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

The beam of brilliance that split the earth was [-] kilometers long. In the past, the arrows shot eastward from Damavand Peak reached the Oxus River on the far side.

Then, it is said that the land divided by the arrows was drawn out of the country, and it lasted for more than two thousand and hundreds of years.

Divide the earth, end strife—

A skill in the realm of the gods that establishes borders for long-lasting peace.

"A shooting star [Stella]------!!!"

Arrows are shot.

What it shoots at is the anchor of the star that makes the law of everything meaningless.

It is the absolute divine power that defines the world itself.

The arrow called Devotion pierced the night sky while rushing toward the end of the world [Rhongomyniad], and——

See it.

Even the majesty of the gods can dispel the inconspicuous little wishes of human beings.

A small but dazzling sword pierced through the holy punishment from the sky like a shooting star.

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The sky suddenly opened up, and everywhere in the field of vision was filled with scattered and turbulent light.

Above the stars, the holy spear pierced by an arrow is gradually melting.

Meteors took away the darkness of the night sky, and even the light bands burned by human nature were also eclipsed.

The radiance of the archers' burning lives illuminates the devastated land of the last days, and also inspires the hearts of the guardians of humanity.

"It's too much, it's too much! This kind of thing...even the Buddha will be sad!"

Xuanzang Sanzang knelt on the ground and cried loudly, and the children of the village also rushed out of the cave, crying together with the eminent monk.

Everyone was speechless looking at the bloody archer, who seemed to be broken at the touch of a touch.