Melusine, Become my Noble Phantasm!

Aslan sighed as he looked at the many upright knights before him and finally summoned the Supreme Masterpiece. Since it was difficult to break through the ground, he would use flight to attack the enemy directly. Manipulating the Supreme Masterpiece, Aslan opened his arms and flew toward the palace with Ritsuka, Mash, Mordred, and Bedivere.

Melusine, having revealed her final half-dragon form, now had wings and could fly.

Gareth, Morgan, and Da Vinci were tasked with handling the numerous Knights of Justice, who had grown as powerful as third-rate servants. Meanwhile, Arash and the two Hassans would rescue the refugees. If they encountered enemies along the way, they would naturally eliminate those Knights of Justice. After all the battles, Arash could finally claim a voice of victory.

Of course, Arash, who had landed here, had no idea what kind of life he led in Chaldea. Ignorance, indeed, was a kind of bliss.

No one noticed that while everyone rushed to the battlefield, a tall figure, like a shadow, advanced through the city as if no one was around.

Bedivere stood on the Supreme Masterpiece, gazing at the palace and the now-chaotic sacred city. He took a deep breath, strengthening his resolve. "Holy City... Lion King... I am finally here."

The Lion King stood before the throne. The magical instrument in his hand transmitted the last communication from Agravain:

"My king! The main gate has been breached, and the enemy army has entered the city. I am sorry—I did not expect the enemy to have a warrior capable of matching Gao Wenqing, or even suppressing him. The one who should never have been summoned...

So... King, there is no need to wait or delay. The Holy Election ends here. What remains is your decision."

Agravain paused, as if steeling himself, then offered his king a final exhortation:

"Please open the Tower at the End of the World here, and build the Millennium Kingdom that Britain failed to realize before—a kingdom that will neither be invaded nor invade others. Please realize that ideal country. I will watch your achievements from outside the city."

Being outside the city instead of returning meant Agravain was willing to use his own strength to hold off the enemy as long as possible, even if he could not follow his king to the world where their ideals were realized.

No one could deny Agravain's loyalty to the Round Table; no one could misinterpret his loyalty and respect for King Artoria. Probably no one in the Round Table wished more than he did to see King Arthur's ideal country realized.

The Lion King closed his eyes in thought, then opened them calmly. "Well, since Iron Agravain has said so, I will fulfill your wish.

The waves of the world's end have reached the throne. Close the Round Table. This area will become a ladder. Camelot will usher in an era of collapse and turmoil. In the name of the Storm King, it is time to take everything into it."

Dazzling light bloomed outward from the Lion King's body, and powerful magic began to erupt. This was already on the level of a space fault—some immense existence was about to appear.

Right in front of the Supreme Masterpiece, golden light shot straight into the sky, forming stripes and walls that blocked the royal city. At the same time, the edge of this world began to compress—this meant the world would return to nothingness, and everything would be burned by the sacred spear, leaving only those protected by it.

This time, it was not like before—merely using the free power of the Holy Spear to support the protective shield of the entire Holy City. This was the real manifestation of the Holy Spear, and even Morgan would be unable to destroy it.

"Melusine! Please carve a hole in the shell of the Holy Lance! Don't let the goddess Rongomyniad think you're such a bad person. Give her an unexpected surprise."

After hearing Aslan's command, Melusine stopped mid-flight, spread her wings, and her magical power surged rapidly. Since she had come to this battlefield, she would blast open the shell of the Spear of the Far End. Yes! This was what she was meant to do!

"My magic power is rising, and mana is releasing... Gummmm... naa..."

Feeling her magic power burst forth, Melusine smiled—a smile full of confidence. "Bad? You call me bad? Are you kidding? I have the right to be arrogant. Just watch, Aslan! I will make a hole in the shell of the Holy Spear, or maybe even destroy it outright!"

Melusine looked up at the sky. Looking at the ring above, she couldn't help but feel a little unhappy—he was asking her to break the shell of the Holy Spear in front of both him and the sky!

She rushed toward the circle in the sky, climbed through the door of light, spread her wings to take the form of a dragon again, and soared upward, piercing everything like a sharp sword!

"This is Albion, the last dragon to open new frontiers. Emerging from a decaying corpse. Breath of fire, wings of iron. In the twilight sky, like a newborn baby! Fly, to the sky beyond! Even if you are only a wreck! Ah, this is it—the end!

[The pure pulse that no one knows]!!"

It burst forth from the dragon's chest—the pulse of a powerful dragon's heart, like a spear that destroyed the world, falling from the sky and striking the golden shell.

The light of the Holy Spear bloomed as if to forbid anyone from challenging its majesty as the Spear of the Far End!

The collision of two mighty magics turned the sky into a sea of light. The warriors fighting nearby squinted their eyes. Amid the explosive clash, time seemed to stretch endlessly. No one knew how long had passed. Finally, amid the magic's eruption, a subtle sound was heard—

Click!

Then, like dominoes falling, the sound of breaking grew louder and louder. Cracks appeared on the shell of the Spear of the Far End. This time, the shell was truly shattered! But unfortunately, this was merely the sheath of the Holy Spear. The shift in the gravity of the era was not stopped, and the Lion King's Holy Spear remained alive.

However, with the shell broken, Aslan and the others had already broken into the royal city!

-End Chapter-

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