Melusine, Become my Noble Phantasm!

Agravain wasn't focused on Aslan or the others now.

Lancelot—the traitor—was the real target.

Agravain yearned to sever Lancelot's head as a warning to all who betrayed the king.

"My daughter, your mission is to stop the king's folly. Go forward—straight ahead! I'll hold back the Upright Knights and Lord Agravain!"

Lancelot felt the protective magic around him falter due to his betrayal.

He inhaled deeply.

Despite the power of Upright Knights, how could he be defeated in front of his daughter?

Today, he would show the world the invincible strength she wielded!

Ritsuka nodded at Lancelot, called to Mash and Da Vinci, and dashed toward the city gate.

Agravain sent some Upright Knights to intercept, indifferent whether they stopped the group.

To breach New Camelot's gates, one would need power capable of shattering the outer shell of the Holy Lance.

The damage the Spear of Destiny had inflicted on Aslan was restored in minutes.

The gates and walls were fortified repeatedly.

No mere charge would topple the city.

After knocking away another Upright Knight, Da Vinci looked at the city wall with concern.

Agravain had not arrived to stop them.

Could the gate be destroyed?

Da Vinci wasn't confident.

If her Noble Phantasm fired at full power, maybe a 60–70% chance.

But most of its energy still powered Chaldea.

At the city wall's base, Mash raised her shield to hold off the Knights of Justice, buying Da Vinci time.

Da Vinci put on her glasses, pressed her hand to the gate, and frowned.

She was in trouble.

"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get out of the way!! This is the evil sword that destroyed my father! [Treason against my gorgeous father]!!"

Mordred hacked through the Knights of Justice blocking her path.

She stepped on Mash's shield, leapt high, and released her treasure midair.

Da Vinci quickly pulled Ritsuka back.

The next moment, crimson thunder exploded against the city wall.

The blast sent surrounding Upright Knights flying backwards.

"Did you blow the gate open?" Da Vinci asked Mordred.

Mordred glanced at the warnings flashing on her magical gear.

She could still suppress the power—but the gate?

No scratches.

Not even a mark.

The Lion King sat on her throne, calm despite the barrage.

She felt something stir deep inside, emotions she couldn't explain.

The city gate was bombarded, yet her composure remained unshaken.

Still, she infused the holy spear with more magic, hardening the city's protective shell.

Mordred scowled, kicking the gate.

"Open the door if you can! Don't be like a turtle! Lion King! If you can steal my body, open the door if you can! Don't hide in there silently—I know you're home!!"

Two Hassans, Serenity and Hundred Faces, landed nearby.

"We've found no other entrances. We must destroy the defenses by force. Without that, even defeating all the Knights of the Round Table won't bring victory."

The Supreme Masterpiece approached the sacred gate from the city's outer wall.

Ritsuka, a girl in the crowd, spotted the huge robot.

Among the summoned heroes, there had been no stranger like this—no mecha gods or oddities.

She thought: If I had this giant robot, I'd just hug it and sleep.

Morgan strode toward the city, shaking her head as she gazed at the tightly sealed white walls that had refused her for thousands of years.

The Morgan here was not the jealous, ruthless figure of legend, but a tempered soul of endless years—like Li Shuwen summoned both young and old.

"Turn all that your eyes reflect to ash," Morgan said, settling onto her throne.

"Kneel before me and beg for forgiveness..."

Black flaming spears rained down like a crimson carpet, the final spear descending like a holy lance, striking the city's protective shield with divine force.

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