Opening, a Star Cup

"Sure enough, if you feel it carefully. There is no spirit foundation... Even the magic circuit is at the human level... The existence standing in front of us, it should be said...Bedivere, she is just an ordinary human!!" Merlin's eyes narrowed Flash said.

"Humanity?!"

"Are you kidding... Can you use that terrifying power, no matter how you think about it, it should be a heroic spirit, right?"

"It is impossible for human beings to live that long. Only heroic spirits can come from the present, which is so far away from that era."

Noticing Merlin's words... Countless people were discussing.

"You... are not a follower, even the light emitted by that silver arm-" The King of the End raised his head and spoke suddenly.

"...The sword of the oath of victory, that arm, is my holy sword!...Bedivere, I remember this name. Could it be—you." The king reached out to take off the lion-like helmet, and the pale handsome face It was revealed that his eyes were fixed on the silver-haired girl.

"...I committed a crime. I didn't want to lose the feeling of the king, so I committed a crime that was too stupid. In that forest, I hesitated about your order. If you return the holy sword to the lake, you would really die."

"I was afraid that this kind of thing would happen—that's why I couldn't return the holy sword even for the third time." The knight began to tell the story that everyone was very familiar with.

That is the death of King Arthur, the last myth!

"...It's...the legend that King Arthur asked the knight Bedivere to return the holy sword!" Richard's eyes lit up.

"When I returned to the forest, the king had disappeared.... I found out later. Since the holy sword was not returned, the king couldn't even ask for death."

"The king picked up the holy spear that was left by his side, and became the king of the undead wandering around the world." Bedivere opened his eyes wide, with a trace of pain flashing across his face and said in a low voice.

"...For the sake of atonement, I have been looking for you. For a long time, to find that figure that does not exist at all. Although I don't know why the king became the 'King of the End'-but I will never admit it wrong...This holy sword Master of the sword!" Bedivere embraced the silver arm.

……

The people had fallen into a dead silence, and those eyes looked at Bedivere and the King of the End in astonishment.

From Bedivere's mouth, another story line with an ending completely different from what people know appeared.

No one expected that the story would actually deviate from that appearance and take an unexpected path.

Did not return the holy sword? !

So, King Arthur can't die! ?Therefore, Bedivere has been looking for this knight king in the following time?

"It's impossible. If it's true, it's been at least 1500 years! That knight... has been looking for King Arthur for more than a thousand years?!" An Englishman looked at the picture in the video and uttered an unbelievable expression. loudly.

It's an international joke! !

The era of Britain should have passed by!

Now is their time in England...!

The heroes of the previous era have survived to this era.

Could it be that the knight Bedivere has mastered the secret of immortality? !No, this is absolutely impossible!

"Have you been looking for King Arthur's footprints on the land? Sure enough—this is what Gawain wanted to say before! Bedivere...you are not a heroic spirit, but a pure human being!" Kong suddenly said.

The servants and masters standing beside him shook their bodies, and a look of disbelief flashed across their faces; "But it is impossible for human beings to live that long! The sword of vowed victory will stop the growth of the holder. Then It’s a matter of the flesh, but the spirit doesn’t become immortal! For such a long time—only one person. Is one person continuing the so-called journey of redemption!?”

So Kong continued to speak calmly, his voice rang in the ears of everyone on the screen.

"How can such a tragic thing happen! There must be a limit to cruelty!" Lily whispered, and many people covered their mouths, as if they had heard something extremely shocking.

...Looked for, more than [-] years?

People have to believe that the knight named Bedivere is really just a human...

Even Merlin and that god-killing magician said so!

But

Actually searched for more than 1500 years!

The "spirit will never grow old" in the empty words, let people know something, and even understand...

In their eyes, this knight, who seemed to have achieved the achievement of "immortality" by accident, has gone through a journey of conviction.

"...I can't remember, I remember the name Bedivere. But I can't recall the memory of you at all. But—it doesn't matter! Throw down that sword. It's something I don't need anymore." The King of the End raised his head sharply.

Almost instinctively, the incarnation of the Holy Lance—the instinct of the God of God!He was repelling the holy sword.

Even with his wisdom, it is not difficult to guess... that holy sword is the 'culprit' that caused him to come to this world; but this 'king' still has no idea of ​​taking back the holy sword.

Destroying that sword is the same!If this fate is destroyed, the God of the Holy Gun will not disappear, and he will still return to the myth as the King of the End!

and……

For the gods, there are only enemies that should be crusaded in front of them, and there are no so-called kings and knights.He is not only the god of the holy gun, but also the king of the end!

"No, forgive me for not being able to do what you wish. As a member of the Knight King's Round Table, I have the obligation to stop you! Here I want to declare to you!" Bedivere opened his mouth wide, shook his head, and a smile appeared on his face. With an extremely firm look.

"I am the Knight of the Round Table, Bedivere! As a person who does good, I am also the existence to crusade against you, the person who does evil!" Bedivere's tone suddenly became higher.

The holy sword is entrusted to its rightful owner by the hand of a kind person.

——She is already ineligible!

But now, for the sake of this world, I am willing to try to encourage my "insignificant" self, for the fourth time - to return that holy sword!

Facing Bedivere like this, the King of the End just looked at the knight in silence, and raised the holy spear again... The aurora at the tip of the spear carried a bone-chilling chill!

In the face of this heart-shattering 1500 years of persistence, this tear-jerking, incredible loyalty, and redemption, the King of the End showed indescribable coldness.