Melusine, Become my Noble Phantasm!

Outside the glorious city of Camelot, Agravain first watched with joy as the light of the Holy Lance rose into the sky. But now, he had to accept the fact that the outer shell of the Holy Lance had actually been forcibly shattered by those enemies.

Although the Knights of Justice had grown stronger, Lancelot was also aided by Gareth. Even though the long battle had drained Gareth to his limits, and the wounds on his body stained his white armor with blood, the girl still relentlessly thrust the knight's spear in her hand.

In Gareth's eyes, his idol Lancelot was still fighting, his mother was still fighting, and even Bedivere—the weakest warrior of the Knights of the Round Table—was still advancing. So how could she, known as the King of Violence, stop now?!

The sword in Lancelot's hand chopped down an Upright Knight. A surge of magic flowed into the Lake Light Without Regrets he wielded, which acted like a chainsaw, cleaving the Upright Knight in two. If one looked closely, they would see Gareth using a similar technique—he had truly taken being a Lancelot fan to the extreme.

After felling the Upright Knight, Lancelot seized the moment to advance, thrusting his sword forward and easily slicing through the black armor worn by Agravain. In the next instant, blood stained Lancelot's white shawl. Agravain took a few steps back and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lancelot lowered his eyebrows slightly, then suddenly raised them with more seriousness. "That's enough, Lord Agravain... I won't kill you. You and I are both traitors, since we killed our fellow Round Table knights. But I can't forgive your finances. Despite the countless inhumane acts I have committed as the king's assistant, pay for them!"

Agravain stood up. His gray eyes were fierce and angry, then became sad and ferocious. "You call me a traitor? The same as you? Haha... hahahaha! I can't stop laughing—that's exactly what I'm talking about!"

Agravain applied the crazy words Shi had once said to Knight Su Zheng to himself, raised the sword in his hand, and clashed it against Lancelot's. The power burst out so fiercely that even Lancelot glanced sideways.

"My mother is mad. She kept saying she would be queen of Britain one day. I grew up listening to such bitter talk. I obeyed my mother's plan and took the same seat as you at the Round Table. I never wanted to be here, but it was the shortest path. I am only a tool—to take the throne from King Arthur and hand it to my mother!"

Agravain fixed his gaze on Lancelot and recounted the madness Morgan had suffered after being influenced by many factors a thousand years ago. "I agree with this, because I understand Britain needs a strong king. My only goal is Britain's eternal survival. For this, I used King Arthur, used...!"

Agravain swung the black knight sword again. The frenzy in his attack allowed him to briefly match Lancelot's strength. But for him, it was also unspeakable torture and pressure. Even if he defeated Lancelot with such strength, he might not hold out for long.

"What I seek is a king who can endure, who can prolong Britain's existence, even if only a little. As long as they meet the requirements of my plan, anyone can sit on the throne. It doesn't matter to me who it is. But from the results, King Arthur is the most suitable!

I hate women. Morgan is mad. Guinevere, famed for her purity, fell in love with you. I have always despised women, things that erode humanity, and the feeling called love. That's how I am..."

Agravain rushed forward like a wild beast, chasing Lancelot with his sword and venting his emotions. This man, whose face was usually cold and steel-like, finally exploded with suppressed feelings in front of his comrades. It was the first time Lancelot had seen him like this.

The younger Gareth had never seen her brother show such inner emotions, and at this moment, the spear in her hand involuntarily stopped.

"For the first time! Do you understand the relief I felt when I learned the one I hated was a man? Do you understand the emptiness inside when I learned why the king cried because of your and Guinevere's foolish acts?!"

(I was stunned when I found out Agravin liked his uncle Artoria, and even more so that Artoria was a man. I almost thought I'd looked up the wrong information. Can I say he's worthy of being a Knight of the Round Table?)

Agravain's teeth gradually sharpened with frenzy. At first glance, he looked a bit like a Yangtze River Knight. "Accept retribution! You have betrayed our king once again!"

Was this a sincere confession from Lancelot, or a self-destructive outburst born of misunderstanding? Opinions varied.

Meanwhile, in the Glorious Temple, the Lion King asked, looking at the people who had broken through the wall and rushed toward him:

"Answer me—who are you? Why have you come to my castle? Why do you appear before me? I am the Lion King, King of Storms, master of the end of the world, the heroic spirit who controls the Holy Lance."

The goddess's voice was solemn and majestic, like a great bell. Those words alone instilled pressure and fear.

"You came here to correct humanity and kill me. Unfortunately, you will not be chosen by the Holy Spear, so die. There is no place for your souls in the ideal city I have created."

The goddess awakened the Holy Lance without hesitation. Golden light flowed like petals. "Behold—the ripple at the end of the world. After peeling back the surface of the world, this is the true face of this planet."

The back of the hall instantly melted away, revealing the end of the world.

Aslan had no intention of saying more to the Lion King before him. After all, this being had saved humanity because of God... At least the goddess Rongomyniad was created by humans. Without humans, God could not exist, so a part of humanity must remain.

Even if you keep saying you love humans, in the end, it's always for your own sake. Of course, there's nothing wrong with surviving, but at least...

"If you had admitted it from the beginning, I would have looked up to you!"

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