Opening, a Star Cup

The King of the End is silent. As the scavenger of the myth, the time he fought for...

But, more than 1500 years!

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Silver light, dazzling yet extremely soft brilliance.

The gentle heart of the knight blended with the power of the holy sword, and the silver arm slowly cracked, and the holy sword finally appeared on this land.

"—Ah!" Covering one half of the forehead with one hand, his vision was dim... The King of the End gritted his teeth and recalled countless memory fragments about the 'Holy Sword' in his mind.

"...It's fine to end like this." No one was watching, Sora murmured in a low voice with a strange color in his eyes.

"I——will be suppressed by a mere heroic spirit... No, Qing is not even a heroic spirit!!" Huh~!The spear pierced through the air and whizzed past, and the holy spear that pierced out suddenly, intending to kill Bedivere, suddenly stopped in front of Bedivere's head.

He felt the light of the holy sword surging into his body...

Lowering his head, the pupils of the King of the End shrank slightly, and he saw a radiant arm.

——Holy Sword!

——Is he still slow to make a move?However, at the same time, the King of the End also felt the tender heart hidden in the holy sword.

"It's just a human being... so close to me? Relying on the silver arm that collapsed into debris, but still..."

"...Qing... Who the hell? Why... did you do this...?" Wang asked.

"That's because, until now, I still remember your smile that day, King Arthur." The knight's voice resounded in everyone's heart. It was not loud but full of firm will, which resonated with the soul.

Because of this "respect" from the heart, people's faces were slightly moved.

This is a good and loyal knight

"On behalf of the round table, I want to apologize to you for letting you bear the dark age alone. You are the only one who failed to experience the glory of the round table." Bedivere.

Because his body is not as 'broken' as before, Bedivere will not die even if the power of the Holy Sword is released, even discarded, and returned.

Therefore, the King of the End also made words to discourage the other party from returning the 'Holy Sword'.

He understands that he has already lost...although there is also part of the reason for his "letting water".Instead of sighing, it is better to keep silent... gladly accept!

"...The brave king of knights, saved the great man of Britain. You are our shining star." The silver-haired girl showed a gentle smile on her face.

"My king, my master. Now I finally—no. This time, I can finally return this sword." Bedivere said.

The power of the holy sword suddenly penetrated the King of the End, merged into the body of the 'king', and turned into a part of power.

The shining light of the holy sword finally subsided completely.

"—That's right. I finally remembered."

"...that forest. That hill. The face of the knight who worried about me until the end, whose eyes were swollen from crying."

The Lion King's helmet was completely broken from his hand, and the handsome face under the pale hair opened his eyes, and looked at Bedivere complicatedly.

Although he is just an 'incarnation', the holy sword has indeed been returned. His persistence and memory touched his 'body'.

"In order to get rid of that regret, have you been wandering all the time after going through many trials and hardships?"

"... well done. My last and best loyal knight. The holy sword has indeed been returned. Hold your chest up, Bedivere."

"Your Majesty, indeed—you have fulfilled your king's order." Peng!Under the sight of countless human beings, the powerful holy spear shattered, replaced by

Appearing in the hands of the King of the End is the holy sword shining with soft light, the real sword of broken steel-the sword of sworn victory.

"Knights of the Round Table - Bedivere?" Richard thought of his friend William, the most loyal and outstanding knight ever in England.

The Lionheart was shocked and moved by Beckham.

Unexpectedly... In the round table, there is such a girl who is not inferior to other knights.

With this will alone, even if the knight named Bedivere is not as powerful as the other twelve round tables, she is still the most trustworthy 'knight' of the monarch.

Peng! !Bedivere: "King!"

With a contented and weeping smile on her face, the girl fainted from exhaustion.

Having lost the power of the holy sword and the arm of God was broken, now Bedivere has completely turned back to an ordinary human being.

The king of the end froze in place holding the sword "——"

"...Do you still want to fight like that? You who have returned the holy sword are no longer the god of the holy gun! As the king of the end, you are no longer bound by the myth of the 'holy gun' and can return to the sky Let's go." Kong suddenly smiled.

"When there are more than seven godslayers on the earth, the ancient steel will wake up from its slumber, but there are not so many godslayers in this era! In accordance with the ancient covenant, you should also—"

"—No matter how strong you are, there is no reason to continue fighting with us."

The King of the End clenched the familiar feeling in his hand slightly - the Holy Sword, and he looked towards Sora.

"How can you allow those who resist the king to go back alive. I have the holy sword. You are also our natural enemy-the godslayer, the king of Rakshasa. Before I even waved the sword, you all boasted and said that you defeated me, too It's a pity."

"There must be a limit to refusal to admit defeat—you are not the kind of god who can turn into 'disobedience' and wander around the earth at will." Kong laughed as if mockingly, indifferently.

"..."

As a king's dignity, he should hold his sword to protect his final glory.

However, it seems that it really can't be done.