The Nuclear Sword Fairy from a certain cartoon

After issuing the military order, Gawain scanned the battlefield.

"In about half a moment, the trend of the battlefield will be decided. If the royal city catches fire, everyone will raise their troops and march north. Although the journey will be difficult, but..."

Saying this, a smile that the soldiers had never seen appeared on Gawain's face.

In the hearts of the soldiers, Gawain has always been strong and serious, but what Gawain showed at this moment seemed to drive away all the darkness.

A smile as warm and shining as the sun.

"However, we also hope that more people can return to their hometowns."

Gawain's words flowed into the hearts of the soldiers like a warm current.

"There was no victory in this expedition from the beginning. Thank you all for accompanying us until now. The singularity may be corrected soon, and then you will return to your original place and reunite with your family."

After speaking, Gawain put the sword in its sheath, placed his left hand on his right chest, and bowed slightly.

This is a standard knightly etiquette to express gratitude.

"Knight of the Round Table Gawain, it is a great honor to fight alongside you all!"

"Gao Wenqing...!!"

The soldiers looked at the back of the 'Sun Knight' turning around gracefully, and tears filled their eyes.

……

In the cloisters, stairs, and roads leading to the palace, the silver-haired knight was walking hard.

Bedivere, who managed to defeat the 'Knight of the Lake' Lancelot at the cost of being seriously injured, was out of breath, and every step forward was extremely laborious.

"Ha ha……"

The bright red blood had stained the skirt of his clothes without knowing when.

But Bedivere didn't care. He gently wiped the blood from the wound, licked it, and murmured.

"My blood tastes like iron."

His murmurings, as if his consciousness had become blurred, supported him to continue moving towards the highest point.

Blood tastes like iron.

Turning the faith stored in his right arm into an iron will, Bedivere's eyes became unwavering.

Chapter 23 Return of the Holy Sword

Merlin once said to Bedivere: "No matter what the outcome of the battle is, you will die. After exhausting your soul and breaking away from the track of reincarnation, your existence will definitely fall into nothingness. With such a bond, you still hope to move towards this Are you going to reach the end of your journey?"

Bedivere answered without hesitation.

"Well, my heart is still beating for that king's light."

Merlin nodded noncommittally, waved his wand to process the holy sword into a "Silver Arm", and continued to speak to Bedivere.

"This "Silver Arm (Agateram)" will burn your soul violently every time you use it, but just bear with it.Your goal is a possibility, an apocalyptic place where chivalry is about to take its ultimate form. Even if you have to kill your past comrades, even if you have to face the sins of the past, the brilliance of this arm will never diminish. Every cent.Because this is exactly what you have committed, the greatest sin. "

After saying this, Merlin pushed Bedivere out of Avalon.

"Say hello to the people of Chaldea for me. Goodbye, Sir Bedivere."

……

Shirou casually put Mordred on his shoulders and led her towards the stairs leading to the top of the Holy Capital.

The outcome of her challenge to Shirou is obvious.

Now that Mordred had been ravaged by Shirou once again, there was no way he could resist.

"Damn it, damn it, I won't accept it!"

Mordred, who was lying on Shirou's shoulder, was beating Shirou's back weakly, with a vicious expression on his face, but the intensity was like massaging him.

"Well, use a little more force. Are you losing strength so quickly? It's too weak."

"hateful……!"

Mordred changed the pounding to a hard kneading.

Now it's a massage.

……

When he stepped onto the last step, the view in front of Bedivere suddenly became clear.

The cloudless blue sky illuminates the corridor leading to the palace clearly and brightly.

And Shirou, Gudazi and others have already appeared here.

"I did it."

Bedivere spoke to Shirou and the others.

Shirou smiled and said, "Well, keep going, knight."

Bedivere nodded firmly and looked forward.

The Lion King was sitting on the throne, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

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"I am the King of Storms, the Lord of the Tower at the End, the Lion King - the remnant of the heroic spirit in charge of the Holy Spear Lungominiad."

The Lion King's eyes swept over everyone.

"Answer me why you ascended this tower."

"In order to correct human principles and regain the future!" Gudazi replied without hesitation.

The Lion King looked at her indifferently.

"Human principles have been burned away, and salvation no longer exists except for this tower at the end."

"No, how can this be considered salvation!" Gudazi said angrily.

"If humans are lost, gods will cease to exist."

The Lion King then stood up, and the holy spear appeared in his hand.

"I love mankind deeply. Therefore, I cannot tolerate your disappearance... I gather the pure people who have been preserved for future generations, fix them as data, and give eternity to the lives that are about to end. This is the ultimate conclusion to protect mankind. It is Your happiness.”

The golden light bloomed

Come out, and release the power to tear everything apart as this world is about to be destroyed.

"Holy spear, pull out the anchor - it is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky and connects the earth."

Hearing the Lion King's singing, Mashu also quickly said seriously to Gudazi.

"Master, I'm going to fuck you!"

"Yes!" Gudazi nodded, and then activated the command spell to unlock Mashu's Noble Phantasm.

"Please watch, Director, now I must prove the foundation of human theory!"

Matthew raised his shield.

"It is our hometown that bears all the scars and resentment..."

The voices of the Lion King and Mash sounded at the same time.

"Blooming light at the end——"The Spear of Shining at the End (Rhongomyniad)"!!"

"Appear—"The ideal city that is already far away (Lord Camelot)"!!!"

The sudden release of the light of sanction was blocked by the shield.

Scattered glow swaying in the wind.

Bedivere stepped forward.

Seeing this knight, the Lion King frowned slightly.

"Who are you? It looks like you are also a knight."

Matthew's eyes widened when he heard this, "There's no way you don't recognize me! This is Lord Bedivere, a Knight of the Round Table!"

However, the Lion King shook his head.

"What are you talking about? I don't know a knight with this name."

Bedivere nodded slightly.

"I think so...but after seeing this, your memory may become clearer."

As he spoke, Bedivere raised his right arm, and the "Silver Arm" lit up with a dazzling golden light that was completely different from the previous silver light.

The Lion King's pupils shrank when he saw this. How could she not recognize the light of his holy sword?

"This brilliance...I know...I know this...!"

Bedivere showed a gentle smile, and gave Shirou, Gudazi and the others behind him one last look as if saying goodbye.

"Everyone, I really can't repay you for your help and love so far. If there is another chance to see you again in the future..."

Having said this, Bedivere couldn't help but smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"No, there is probably no chance... My soul has been burned to the end..."

The knight's body was already looming, and the only thing supporting him was the faith in his right arm.

Continuing to move forward, blood was flowing down the armor without knowing when. Every step he took would leave a bright red footprint on the ground.

"This arm... is the sword of victory..." The Lion King said, "Bedivere, I remembered your name."

"Yes, I made a mistake."

Bedivere closed his eyes.

"In that forest, I hesitated about your order. If you returned the holy sword to the lake, you would really die... I was afraid that this would happen, so I didn't even return the holy sword for the third time. Sword. When I returned to the forest, the king had disappeared... Later I learned that because he did not return the holy sword, the king picked up the holy spear left by his side and became the king of the undead wandering the world. In order to atone for his sins, I have been Looking for you.”

After saying that, Bedivere had arrived in front of the Lion King, and the light in his right arm was already extremely dazzling.

"King Arthur, please allow me to express my gratitude to you on behalf of the Knights of the Round Table..."

The knight knelt down on one knee in front of the king and presented the reappeared holy sword to the king with both hands.

"As you alone, you are busy giving thanks for ending that dark era. You are the light of the stars shining in the night sky. It is you who guided the way for us and led us forward. Now, it is time to use this sword When it comes back to you.”

The endless and warm light envelopes everything, dispelling the darkness and bringing gentleness to the world.

When the light dissipated, the End Wave, Storm, Holy Spear, and Bedivere all disappeared.

The knight's will, which spanned 1500 years, was recognized by the world, allowing his soul to reunite in the Seat of Heroes after dissipating.

"...Bedivere, confirm, return the holy sword."

The Lion King held the holy sword in his hand, and everything in the past came back to his mind.

The two are almost the same, but they have slightly different memories. They are confronting each other, and neither one can melt the other.

Chapter 24 Slut Alaya

The Lion King bit his lip lightly and cast his eyes unconsciously on the red-haired boy who was walking towards him.

"Shiro Orihara..."

The Lion King looked at Shirou with extremely complicated eyes.

Her eyes were constantly switching between soft and loving, and cold as ice.

At this moment, the two personalities are in the most balanced moment. After a while, the balance scale will tip towards the other party.

Because of this, when Shirou held her body in his arms, he only encountered slight resistance.

It's not that the goddess wants to get close to Shirou like this, but Saber's thoughts are so strong at this time that even the goddess can't suppress it.

Go on.

The face of the beautiful girl in front of her was a mixture of pain and nostalgia, and her eyes were gradually changing between glazed color and yellow-green color.

Saber: "Shirou..."

Goddess: "Let me go...!"

Gentle and cold words reached Shirou's ears.

Shirou looked at Artoria's face in front of him and slowly lowered his head.