Dimension: Beginning with Contract Bella and Orpheus / Dimensional Judgment Comes

Bedivere turned around, but was stunned.

"..."

It was none other than Gao Wen who held him back.

Gao Wen was very silent at this moment.

"If you return the holy sword, you will die now."

"Although I hate and envy you, but, as the king's last knight, please witness the king's final battle!"

Bedivere was taken aback.

"The King's Last..."

"Bedivere, the knight who witnessed me at the end, please allow me...to give you my last blessing." Saber looked at Bedivere with a slight smile on her face.

"king......"

Bedivere stared blankly at Saber.

It is this smile that has sustained him for 1500 years.

"At the last moment, please let me bring you into that sinless world."

After saying those words, a blue light lit up around Saber.

"avalon! (Avalon)"

Countless blue particles flew out of Saber's body.

The blue shield began to expand infinitely, directly covering Matthew's Camelot.

"This, what is this?"

The pressure disappeared, and Mash looked in shock at the blue mask that easily blocked the holy gun.

"This, could it be!"

Looking at the mask that easily blocked his holy spear, the Lion King seemed to have thought of something, and his complexion suddenly changed.

Bah!

The holy gun dissipated directly into light spots in the air.

The Lion King holding the Holy Lance looked at Saber who was holding the Sword of Promised Victory and protected by a blue mask with a dull expression on his face.

"Could it be that you found it?"

Saber didn't answer, but whispered to Bedivere next to him: "Mr Bedivere, go, go and complete my last order!"

"Yes, my lord!"

The rest of the Knights of the Round Table turned their heads away.

This is a journey without redemption.

But even so, with the support of the holy sword, the knight Bedivere still chose to search aimlessly for 1500 years.

This is not extraordinary perseverance, he proved himself with his actions.

"Bedivere? Why, why don't I remember this name?" The Lion King held his forehead.

Very familiar, yet very strange.

She searched her mind, but no matter what, there was no such person in her mind.

Looking at the headache-ridden Lion King, Bedivere revealed self-blame on his face: "Maybe so, but it might become clearer when you see this."

Beckham walked over slowly.

"do not come!"

Covering his forehead with one hand, and holding the Holy Spear in the other, he stabbed Bedivere heavily!

The Holy Lance burst out in the form of light.

"Bah!"

A faint light flashed, and a figure appeared in front of him, helping him block the blow.

"Mr. Lancelot." Bedivere stared blankly at the purple figure in front of him.

Matthew: "Father..."

"Go!"

Lancelot exclaimed.

"The king will die, and I have the responsibility, so let me open the way for you!"

Under the opportunity created by Lancelot, Bedivere understood.

Suddenly rushed out.

"Mr. Bedivere!"

A soft shout came.

Saber took out the scabbard from her body and shot it directly into Bedivere's body.

This caused Bedivere's right hand to directly resonate, turning into gold.

But this scene stunned everyone else.

Didn't expect Arthur to take such a fancy to Bedivere and give him the scabbard that was lost and recovered? !

"!"

Seeing that Saber actually gave the scabbard to Bedivere, the Lion King's pupils shrank, and the holy spear burst out in a thunderous arc.

"Get out of here!"

With a roar of anger, the red knight descended, with armor on his head, holding the king sword in his hand to block the blow heavily.

"Mordred!"

Xiaobei was startled, and then looked at the figures rushing out from behind, not knowing what to say at all.

"Gawain, Gareth, Persivali..."

All the Knights of the Round Table rushed out together to help Bedivere block all attacks and make a way.

"Everyone, thank you!"

Bedivere's expression was determined, and the golden light on his arm extended, before coming to the front of the Lion King.

"swit agateram! (grip its sword, silver arm)"

As Bedivere's voice fell, the golden light surged.

Clenching his arms tightly, he slashed at the holy gun.

"Bah!"

A golden light flashed, as if dividing the skyline.

The holy spear was split and fell to the ground. The Lion King stared blankly at the silver knight in front of him.

"Who are you...why did you not hesitate to do this?"

Bedivere looked at the Lion King in front of him with a smile on his face.

"In that forest, I hesitated for your life. If you return the holy sword to the lake, you will really die."

"Because I was afraid that something like that would happen, I couldn't return the holy sword even for the third time."

Saying that, Bedivere knelt down on one knee.

The originally golden arm also turned into a golden holy sword.

"When I returned to the forest, Wang's figure had disappeared, and I knew it later."

"Because the holy sword has not been returned, the king cannot even die."

"The king picked up the holy spear that was left by his side, and became the king of the undead wandering in the world."

"Here, on behalf of the knights of the round table, I would like to thank you for letting you bear that dark age alone. Only you have failed to know the glory of the round table."

"The valiant king of knights. You are the one who saved Britain, our shining star..."

Looking at the holy sword handed to him, the Lion King slowly stretched out his hand and picked up the sword.

In an instant, all kinds of memories flooded my mind.

The period also includes the experience of Bedivere in the past 1500 years.

Everyone watched intently.

And Bedivere, who returned the holy sword, showed a relieved smile.

"..."

After a long time, King Arthur slowly opened his eyes, looked at Bedivere below, and smiled for the first time on his cold face.

It was a helpless and gratifying smile.

"Really? I remember."

"That forest, that hill, that knight's face with eyes swollen from crying, who took care of me until the end."

"In order to get rid of that regret, have you been wandering and wandering all the time?"

Stretching out his hand, he gently touched Bedivere's cheek: "It's beautifully done, my last is also the best, loyal knight."

"The holy sword has indeed been returned, hold your chest up, Bedivere."

"You have indeed fulfilled your king's order."

"Yes, King."

Bedivere, who lost the holy sword, did not die because of Avalon.

And with the return of the holy sword, the holy gun lost its dominance and began to disappear.

Immediately afterwards, the bodies of Fujimaru Tachika and Matthew lit up.

After Romani explained it, everyone understood that because of the recovery of the Holy Grail, the Holy Gun collapsed, and the singularity was being repaired at an unreasonable speed.

They are being teleported back.

Chapter 460 Lancer Artoria

With Fujimaru Tachika's farewell

Next up is the Knights of the Round Table summoned by the Lion King.

Looking at the knights of the round table who were shining and disappearing, Saber's eyes were full of reluctance.

Facing separation, no one will be happy.

After finally meeting, we have to separate again.

"Saber, do you remember what you got from the Holy Grail?"

Looking at the reluctant Saber, Ling Yuan reminded.

"Holy Grail..."

Saber was stunned, and murmured, and then the pupils glowed again.

"I remember when a ball of light flew into Saber's body." Iskandar recalled.

"But isn't that what cuts off the connection with the Holy Grail?" Weber said.

Because the heroic spirits are summoned through the Holy Grail, if the lesser Holy Grail is destroyed, the heroic spirits will return to the Hall of Valor.

And what is deprived from the Holy Grail is equivalent to a stagnant object, allowing the heroic spirit to continue to stay in the world.

Kenneth: "Maybe Arthur's is different from ours, take a closer look at Saber's panel."

Weber opened his magic eyes, and soon, Saber's panel as a follower appeared in Weber's eyes.

Among a series of Noble Phantasms, Wei Bo saw something that surprised him.

Noble Phantasm: Inherent Barrier [Glory of the Round Table]

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