Shadow of the Beautiful World

Hermione is a very special witch in the European wizarding world.

She has connections with various Ministry of Magic, and was selected as a representative of the orthodox wizards to participate in the battle for the Supreme Mage. Therefore, before the war, Hermione received almost all the assistance from the European magic community.

Various holy relics were temporarily lent to Hermione, and wizards helped find suitable heroic spirits.

This allowed Hermione to have a huge army of heroic spirits before the war.

Merlin taught Hermione how to make magic gems. With the support of enough magic gems, in theory, Hermione could actually bring all the heroic spirits into battle.

But she didn't do that.

In addition to the planning and consideration of the battle itself, after Hermione's research on the magic of heroic spirits deepened, she also realized that the more heroic spirits, the better.

The heroic spirits also have conflicts with each other, and their compatibility with the master is also different.

Calling without restraint will not only not increase the Master's strength, but will weaken the collective strength.

Therefore, in the end, Hermione stepped into the battlefield with only four heroic spirits.

But she has the certainty of victory.

Because Arturia told her a secret about King Arthur.

And that secret is Hermione's biggest hole card.

Go, boy, and stay in the shelter.

In the enchantment of order that was attacked by the forces of chaos, Hermione sent the little girl in her arms to the shelter behind her.

She patted the girl on the head, and said to her gently:

When you come out later, you can see the most beautiful world...

Is there sunshine? Big sister.

The little girl holding the candy from Hermione waved her hands and asked in a childish voice:

I heard from adults that there will be beautiful clouds in the sky and a big sun. I have never seen the sun, but I think it should be very beautiful... just like my sister.

Hahaha

Tong Yan Wuji made Hermione laugh lightly.

The witch covered her mouth, she tilted her head, and said to the little girl whose eyes were full of expectation:

Not only will there be the sun, there will also be blue sky, beautiful sea water, and grass and flowers all over the mountains and plains.

It will be a new world, a world of hope.

Go, girl.

Hermione stood up and waved to the well-behaved little girl who walked into the shelter. She said seriously:

That will be the best gift I can give you, the best gift I can give you.

Protect yourself, beautiful big sisters!

When the door of the shelter was slowly closing, the little girl stood in the gap of the door, waving her hands to Hermione and the other spirits, sending the last blessing she could give.

Children are always very simple.

They like to be with whoever treats them well.

Hermione and the heroic spirits protected them, which made these people who had suffered all kinds of difficulties not hesitate to give them the warmest kindness.

call...

Hermione let out a long breath.

She turned her head and looked at the heroic spirits behind her.

she says:

Let's get started, everyone.

Let me remind you one last time, Hermione, Master.

Scathach, who was leaning on a spear, said expressionlessly:

Once the ceremony is started, it cannot be stopped halfway, and you are very clear about the price it paid...

As the bearer of the Round Table Council at the symbolic level, Joan of Arc as the judge, and Brunhilde as the representative of the knights will completely disconnect from you.

And if you want to wield the holy sword body that has completely lifted the thirteen seals, our most righteous Ms. Artoria will bid you farewell because the spirit foundation is broken.

The assassin Heroic Spirit said softly:

After that, I was the only one by your side. Frankly speaking, I was summoned with the body of a weak heroic spirit. Facing Doom, I have no certainty of victory.

I've thought about it.

Hermione leaned on the hilt of the mechanical long sword at her waist, and said to the heroic spirits in front of her with clear eyes:

Maybe it's not the best option, but it's the right thing to do.

The witch brushed her long hair, looked at the body of the evil spirit bound by the purple halo in the eastern sky, and said in a deep voice:

Victory is precious, but sticking to the path is more important. I have also made a decision. If I want to become the Supreme Mage, I must first be worthy of it before touching the magical throne.

Round table voting... Let's begin!

bass

Accompanied by the waving of Artoria's wrist, the brisk sword cry resounded in this dark mountainous area.

The swordsman Heroic Spirit held the sword in both hands and placed the long sword in front of his eyes.

In the stream of magic power released, the magnificent long sword in the hands of the swordsman Heroic Spirit glowed with a whitish light, and the black neutral suit on Artoria's body was also shattered at this moment.

When she was summoned, that set of silver and blue dress armor emerged above her body.

This sword is called the Sword of Oath of Victory.

It is not an entity, but the weapon held by the legendary hero King Arthur, summoned in the blend of time and magic, and represents the material manifestation of the concept power of knight.

And any power once it enters the conceptual level becomes elusive and very powerful.

The sword in Artoria's hand definitely not only gathers her own power as a heroic spirit, but also embodies everything related to the concepts of justice and knight in time.

I see the radiance shining...

Amidst the buzzing of the blade, Artoria, with her eyes closed, said in a calm voice, as if singing:

My sword connects the past, the present, and the future, and the sad and lofty dreams of all the warriors who died in battle when they were dying.

In Artoria's hoarse voice, the golden light, those lights, like light feathers from other worlds, slowly fell from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the heroic spirit standing with the sword was like a fairy coming out of a myth Cavaliers in general.

The magic power of her rolling around was rapidly increasing, and soon broke through the legendary limit.

But the chant wasn't over yet.

This is just the beginning of an ancient ritual.

This body is the manifestation of justice and the code of chivalry in this world!

In the name of the King of Knights from the holy city of Camelot, in the name of Artoria Pendragon, in the name of King Arthur...I call upon the power of the spirits of the Round Table, I beg...

hum

The golden sword light was like a gathering storm, soaring into the sky at this moment.

The seal is lifted!

hum

A golden storm began to hit the ground, and the entrenched light made both the evil spirit and Doom look at this area.

Arbiter, take your place!

Joan of Arc, the heroic spirit of the adjudicator holding the holy white battle flag, took a step forward. At the moment when the white flag was fluttering in the light, Joan of Arc held a long sword and stood solemnly in front of Artoria.

she asked:

Where is the knight?

The knight... is here!

Riding a war horse, holding a lance in his hand, the heroic spirit Brynhilde, a knight in silver armor, pulled the rein of the horse and took a step forward while his silver hair fluttered.

In the self-response, the heroic spirit representing the knight raised his head, and under the silver visor, a golden halo emerged, which was the will of the legendary 12 knights of the round table manifested in the carrier.

Where is the justice?

The saint who is the arbiter asked again.

Hermione, the witch holding the mechanical long sword, took a deep breath. She took a step forward and responded:

Justice... is here!

hum

The golden storm seemed to gather suddenly, and after all the elements for the round table vote were prepared, the halo was like the gathering of clear morning light.

When everything was illusory, amidst the neighing of war horses and the sound of sharp knives being unsheathed, 12 golden figures also came out of the void and surrounded Artoria.

It's like 12 golden phantoms that came across time, and it's like a knight waiting for orders to go out at any time.

Round table voting...start!

The saint drew out the sharp sword in her hand and pointed it in the air.

Artoria, holding the holy sword, opened her eyes, golden light filled her pupils, and she looked at the bound evil spirit in the sky.

Like a king of knights leading the charge, she shouted the oath of binding herself to the blade:

This is a battle to save the world!

license!

The adjudicator responds.

The light of the holy sword suddenly exploded, like a new power blesses Artoria's heroic body, and her long golden hair fluttered in the light, setting off this scene like an illusion.

This is a fight for survival!

The golden figure in front of Arturia, the 12 knights Herokai, spoke in a heavy voice the oath to lift the second seal.

license!

Joan responded again.

Kai's figure stepped forward, turning into golden flames filling the sword of vowed victory. The entangled light beam was like a torch lit in the darkness, piercing into the sky at this moment, like a light beam penetrating heaven and earth.

The second seal was also lifted.

This is to fight for those who are stronger than themselves!

Bedivere of the 12 Heroic Spirits then recited the third oath.

license!

kuang

After the adjudicator's response, as more golden halos converged, the ground of this mountainous area began to vibrate violently in the halo gushing, and the magic power on Artoria's body was already close to the heavenly father at this moment!

This is a one-on-one battle!

The heroic knight Palemidi roared.

license!

In the voice of the judge, the tall knight took a step forward.

He opened his arms, turned into golden hot sparks, merged into the beam of light that went straight into the sky, and above the crimson sky, a group of golden halo swirls quickly formed.

This battle must not deviate from humanity!

The fourth knight Gakhris looked at his former king with loyal eyes, and he recited his oath like a breeze.

license!

The saint's blade slid, and the fourth knight laughed and turned into a wind protecting justice, wrapping around the sword-wielding hero.

The evil spirit in the eastern sky screamed in terror. It desperately broke free from Dum's restraint, and stabbed a beam of chaotic light towards Artoria, who was constantly unshackled.

But the purple light was shattered by the flying scarlet spear in the air.

Although Scathach had some conflicts with Artoria, she did not allow the evil spirits to destroy the ceremony.

This is a fight for the truth!

The heroic knight, Agguwen, spoke the oath in a rigid and stubborn voice, and he looked at the world with scrutiny.

license!

When Joan's response came, Agguiwen nodded and dissipated into the air. The sword in the hands of the swordsman Yingling suddenly became lighter, making the cold light from the sharp blade and the golden glow around him complement each other.

That substantive oppressive force made the entire Western Continent stand in awe.

This battle must not be an enemy of the elves!

The heroic knight Lancelot stared at Arturia with gentle eyes, his tone was as gentle as a lover's.

license!

His oath was also answered, so the heroic spirit also opened his arms, turned into a dancing sword shadow, and blessed the blade of the raised sword of vowed victory.

After this heavy seal was lifted, the body of the swordsman heroic spirit became unstable under the pressure of heavy force.

And her strength officially surpassed the Heavenly Father at this moment.

What are you doing!

In the hall on the border of hell, the spirit of Weishandi continued to maintain the stability of the world in a hurry, and the violent flame spirit Oshutu screamed at Merlin:

Why do you have to let such a monster in! The World Tunnel can't last!

Hold on, ma'am.

Merlin said in a gentle voice:

It's only halfway through, it's not over yet.

Yes, it's not over yet.

Round table voting continues.

The end of evil spirits is coming!

This battle must be fought against evil!

Mordred, the knight with the most detailed figure and the most complicated relationship with Arturia among the 12 knights, folded her arms and pursed her lips in dissatisfaction. She seemed very unwilling to participate in this ceremony.

She is a real brat and doesn't want to help her father in name.

But rules are rules.

license!

Joan smiled slightly as she made her verdict.

Mordred bumped into Artoria head-on in a running posture. When her smirk disappeared, the swordsman Heroic Spirit was knocked back a step, but the posture of holding the sword did not change at all.

boom

The golden streamer filled the swordsman's body, igniting each of her long hair with light spots like flames.

Don't fight for selfish desires!

Galahad, the heroic knight, chanted the unblocking oath loudly like a poet, and sent his blessings to the increasingly dazzling king.

license!

Joan's response also became more sonorous.

boom

The eighth seal was lifted, and the halo of the holy sword had begun to cut off the stability of the world. On the sky, more and more black cracks burst out, representing that the body of the world was also affected.

hurry up!

From Merlin, a vague prompt sounded in Hermione's ears.

The witch turned her head and nodded to the remaining four heroic knights, and the next moment, the last four sealing oaths sounded at the same time.

This battle must be a battle of honor!

This battle must be fought with the brave!

This battle is not against good people!

After three sonorous oaths, there was a silent nasal voice.

That was the Sun Knight, Gawain, who unconditionally obeyed, supported, and supported any decision of King Arthur.

license!

The sword blade in the judge's hand slid down and tapped on the shoulder of the swordsman who had completely turned into a golden streamer, which represented that the 13 seals were completely lifted here.

And the sword of the vowed victory was finally released to its full state.

At this time, the golden sword light burning on the sword made Lord Raven feel the domineering and chill coming to his face. The body of the heroic spirit of Artoria holding the sword was completely damaged, and she could only cut a sword.

But this sword...

The voting is complete and the ruling is over.

Joan looked at the burning golden figure in front of her. After completing the voting ceremony, her own spiritual foundation had completely dried up. In the phantom-like wind, she said softly:

Draw your sword, Your Majesty.

Destroy here, hope here...

Against the backdrop of the golden flames, Artoria, holding the holy sword, took a step forward, and the holy sword in her hand went straight into the sky and slashed forward.

Almost want to shatter the world.

Holy Sword...

Out of the scabbard!