Comprehensive: Beginning with the Killer Queen

"Click——"

Starting from Roland's finger, light particles poured down like a river, like the hot magma falling from a volcanic eruption.

Then, fine cracks quickly spread across Katina I.

Kaelissa showed a serious expression.

She could feel that the invisible mass of burning heat was slowly filling the surrounding environment. Because the integrity of the carrier was damaged, the angelic power belonging to Michael had gradually dissipated from Katina I.

But this is not the point.

Although Katina I is strong, it is not indestructible. It is natural for it to be damaged when encountering such a monster.

The problem was that the power in her body was decreasing at an alarming rate, far exceeding the rate at which the angel power was overflowing.

But the strange thing was that even though she could feel her strength decreasing, Kaylissa did not feel any tiredness or pain.

Rather than a power being taken away, the change was more like a refresh of her conceptual state.

It's like removing the dross and keeping the essence, turning a game full of mods back to its original version.

The original concept of the King of Britain in Katina, whose definition has been confused by history and culture, is being gradually extracted by this man.

"……call."

Roland sighed softly.

Although I used to think that the Katina was not very good as a weapon.

But if you think about it the other way around, it would be most appropriate to just view it as material.

If his autonomous consciousness is too strong, he might have to spend more effort. After all, extracting concepts as keys is a delicate job.

Moreover, because of the importance of the next participants, he would not allow himself to be careless or make any mistakes.

Then, Roland focused his attention on the mark on his hand.

In the dark red eyes, all unnecessary emotions disappeared, leaving only a growing smile.

It’s like the moment you open the door and see a cat eager to pounce on you and act cute.

As if sensing Roland's emotions, the light particles, so pure that there was not a single flaw, began to move freely.

In an instant, the erupting magic power pierced through the ceiling of the castle and pierced into the iron-gray clouds in the night sky, creating a large hole.

Amid the heavy roar, the strange sight of day and night reversing suddenly appeared.

The center of the huge hole in the cloud suddenly fell along the path of the light column, generously dropping warm and sacred light, as if the door of heaven was opened to welcome the innocent.

At first it was just a tiny wisp, but as the light column fell, wisps of flame gathered together, covering the sky and the earth, like a roaring flood, reflecting each other, and sweeping away the darkness of the castle.

In this dazzling light, even Kaylissa, who was able to remain calm in the face of Roland's unreasonable demands, could not help but be a little stunned at this moment.

It was such a spectacular sight that she couldn't have failed to notice it even if she was still in London.

What's more, she is now at the center of the changes, watching it all happen.

However, although she had sensed that something big was coming, the scene before her was still beyond Kaylissa's expectations.

"Girls?"

Yes, the center of light makes this environment immersed in the night as bright as day, like a little sun.

When the dazzling light faded, what appeared was not a spiritual outfit of higher quality than Katina, but a petite girl.

The girl's beautiful body is tightly wrapped in a tight uniform.

She wore grey knee-high socks under the skirt, revealing a section of thigh with a jade-like soft luster.

Her long silver hair seemed to be shining and draped softly behind her. There was no expression on her pretty face that was as delicate as a doll.

There was no dust or blood on her body. Even though there were collapsed walls and scattered stones nearby, the girl still carried that innate nobility and holiness.

It's like a fairy descending to the human world.

In addition to being surprised, Kaylissa couldn't help but have such thoughts in her mind.

Although using the word "angel" might be more appropriate to describe such a gorgeous appearance, the word "fairy" is by no means her prejudice.

Although the girl is also sacred and adorable, but if we talk about the first impression, the most accurate description is that she is a dream bubble that bursts at the slightest touch.

Not like a human thing.

Perhaps only creatures that are connected to the world can possess such clarity and beauty that even people of the same sex cannot help but be moved.

What's more, she saw it clearly just now. What was gathered into the girl's body was real ether.

That is the pure magic power that can only be possessed in the age of gods. If the earth veins are the blood vessels of the world, then the ether flowing through them is the blood of the world that creates all things and miracles.

This essential difference was easy for Kaylissa, who had just been blessed by angelic power, to distinguish.

Although she is just an ordinary magician in terms of magic skills, but in terms of knowledge, Kaelissa, who comes from a royal family, is not inferior to many famous scholars.

Because of the convenient environment of phase, if you don't take the initiative to roll, you will become the one who falls behind, so in Magical Index, it is very common to use concepts to fight concepts.

Using ritual magic to utilize the history and culture accumulated by civilization or individuals, and thus drawing on the power of higher dimensions to give props rules and meaning, this is how spiritual equipment is created.

The top-level spiritual equipment is nothing more than the holy relics left behind by the legendary authentic ones.

The Apostolic Cross of the Roman Orthodox Church and the Catina in her hand are the best evidence. Each of them is almost impossible to replicate and requires a long period of historical accumulation to form.

But the girl in front of him who used ether to shape her body was obviously not that simple.

No crystallization of human fantasy can be compared with it, because this material miracle can only be born from the world itself.

There is no need to doubt it anymore.

This girl is undoubtedly a step further than the spiritual outfit, a conceptual outfit that has come to life.

If I could go back to the mythological era, the girl in front of me would definitely be called the Fairy of the Lake.

Even though I already understand that once I embark on this difficult and dangerous road of rebellion, what I will have to face are the waves and malice of the times.

But when she saw the legend who created the legend of King Arthur and laid the foundation of Britain standing in front of her, Kaelissa still showed a complicated expression.

However, isn’t it a bit strange that the mythical Lady of the Lake also wore over-the-knee socks?
"Esther, long time no see."

Without paying attention to Kaylissa's fantasies, Roland calmly read out the girl's name.

"I'm so sorry to have kept you waiting."

Esther shook her head and rejected Roland's apology.

If you must say, her jealous reaction can be said to be the most obvious one among Roland's harem. When they were in trouble, Roland spent much more time coaxing her than fighting.

But this kind of emotion also has different types.

Being unhappy because of seeing the master being affectionate with a girl is different from being sorry that the master couldn't let me keep up with his battle. "Ester is the master's sword. No matter what, I will clear everything for you."

After noticing Roland's apologetic gaze, she also wrapped her arms around him.

In the warm and soft touch, the fragrance of the girl immediately surrounded Roland's nose, and in his ears, there was also an itchy whisper.

The warm breath blew on his face, with a hint of teasing, and made Roland clearly understand the girl's determination.

During the Earth War, as Ester, Roland's indispensable helper. The same was true when he entered Type-Moon for the second time. This holy sword was almost never absent in important battles.

But as the ritual of paradox entered the second stage, for Roland, who had already obtained Made in Heaven and even usurped half of the Type-Moon world line, Ester's chances of appearing were greatly reduced.

The world that Roland traveled through was too turbulent, which made her situation somewhat awkward.

There is no need to deal with enemies that are too weak. A strong enemy like the God of War can only have limited effect. The Winged Snake is a different story. Roland even has to worry about her being harmed.

For Esther, this blow was much greater than having a few more vixens.

"You've done a great job."

Roland seemed to notice Esther's mood. He touched the girl's head with his free hand and smiled.

"Moreover, now that the only remaining key factor has finally been obtained, we are only one step away from the final transformation."

Unlike other concubines who could do logistics, as a natural combat weapon, he was aware that Esther was gradually unable to keep up with him.

Although due to the contract with Roland, Esther, as an elf, has long surpassed the original in terms of strength and has begun to climb further.

But it is still too difficult for her to compare her growth rate with someone like me.

Fortunately, if we only consider talent, Esther's potential is still very high. After returning to Type-Moon with Roland, she received the conceptual feedback of the Holy Sword of the Stars through the connection of the contract, allowing Roland to find new possibilities.

If everything goes well, Esther's power will undoubtedly grow amazingly again.

However, at that time, the element of the Holy Sword of the Stars alone was not enough to interfere with the world's choice, so Esther continued to sleep and absorbed Roland's power as much as possible to strengthen himself.

And now, the material that meets the requirements in terms of strength and concept has come to her.

Esther looked quietly at the Catina in Roland's hand, her beautiful big eyes sparkling with a brilliance like the starry sky.

"——Master, please use me."

Roland did not reply, because the act of taking the girl's hand was more powerful than any words.

"Cold Queen of Steel, holy sword that slays demons! - Transform into a sword of steel and grant me divine power!"

When Roland recited the long-lost words, the next moment, flowing light rushed into his hands like a moth to a flame and quickly covered Esther's body.

When the light that bloomed like a flower shattered, what appeared in Roland's hand was a silver-white holy sword.

Compared to the Western-style Katina, this holy sword is more like a fantasy from a fairy tale.

Flowing from the tip of the sword, gorgeous golden lines covered the entire sword body. A sacred crystal was embedded in the front end of the hilt. A majestic light like water flowed on it, and it seemed to have life and was flashing a dim light with the rhythm of its breathing.

No explanation is needed, you will understand it the moment you see it.

——This is the proof of being a hero.

The intuition honed on the battlefield overcame Kaylissa's sensibility. When she saw Roland holding Esther, she took the initiative to let go of her hand, used the remaining strength in her body to strengthen her body, and retreated violently behind her.

But even though her reaction was faster than everyone else, it was still slower than the light itself.

The moment Esther appeared in his original holy sword form, Katina, which was already overwhelmed, completely exploded, and the flying fragments were like cannonballs that could penetrate everything, shooting out towards the surroundings.

Although Kaylissa, who was the first to face this wave of attacks, still had the physique of a saint in terms of the remaining angelic power, she was still knocked back several steps and her body was covered with holes.

The metal fragments contained unparalleled power. Even though they were pressed against her skin, they still had enough power to cut through the flesh and blood like a wheel, trying to break through the obstacles in front of them.

Blood spurted out wantonly, staining Kaylissa's bright red skirt with an even deeper dark red.

Just when she thought she might die at this moment, all the fragments suddenly stopped moving.

They were like star sand broken from a bottle, flashing with illusory light and rushing towards Roland again.

But when Kaylissa saw this scene, she didn't even have the energy to feel happy about being rescued.

Because her physical condition had been refreshed once again, the blessing belonging to the King of Britain, which had originally coexisted with the remaining angelic power, also disappeared without a trace at this moment.

This only means one thing, while the old Sword of the Kingchoose was destroyed, the new Sword of the Kingchoose already has its own master.

The best proof of this is that the angelic power of Katina II, which should have returned to standby after losing its carrier, is now pouring into the holy sword like a young swallow flying into the arms of an infant.

In the face of orthodoxy, the replicas forged by later generations are simply not competitive at all.

"How is it possible to rebuild it using the already formed concept weapons as materials?!"

Kaylissa looked at Roland in front of her in disbelief.

A handsome face, a gentle and calm temperament, and an aloofness that seemed to reflect the whole world.

Although he was easy to like and showed a frightening strength, Kaylissa also admitted that she did not have any qualities of a warrior or a craftsman in this man.

But even such a man accomplished something that even the skilled craftsmen in mythology could not do.

This goes against common sense, just like when King Arthur lost his old sword, only the Lady of the Lake could give him the second holy sword.

Concepts born from legends are bound to be subject to constraints.

Just as European countries could not resist the Roman Orthodox Church, the Second Emperor in Eliza's hand was no different from scrap metal compared to the original in Carissa's hand.

In the face of this great power of destiny, no one should be able to defy it.

Kaelissa couldn't understand how Roland did this, just as she would subconsciously refute that Roland ignored Katina's Dimension Slash.

However, the facts before us cannot be falsified.

Although the posture of the holy sword did not change, looking at Esther and Roland holding her, Kaelissa had personally experienced the instinct to kneel down and obey.

She knew clearly that everything was a foregone conclusion.

Even if Britain could wrest victory from Roland, the concept of the Sword of the Kingchooser would forever be tied to the elf named Esther.

The name Katina has been completely out of print in the Sword of the Chosen King series, and has completely become a counterfeit that was imitated by later generations.

At this moment, Roland is the rightful king of this land.

And how difficult it is to resist the power wielded by the head of state who holds the Sword of the King. Her mother, Queen Eliza, who had been in power for more than 30 years but could only be slaughtered, has personally demonstrated to her how difficult it is to resist the power wielded by the head of state who holds the Sword of the King.

The moment she realized this, Kaylissa made a decisive decision.

"Back off! Back off!"

She glared at the Knight Commander who was charging at her with fierce eyes, roaring unwillingly.

"Everyone, retreat!!!" (End of this chapter)