The Undying Death Knight failed to achieve the ending of the Heroic Spirit

Speaking of this, Ezequiel found it difficult to speak again, his eyes wandering.

"Since you said you need to borrow my wisdom in maintaining success, then you should tell me the necessary information."

To resist foreign aggression, one must first stabilize the internal situation. Although the other side is an enemy that must be eliminated, it is also a force that must be united at present. Therefore, Menachel does not mind providing his own strength.

“You actually said that…” Ezequiel gritted his teeth, as if he had made a difficult decision. Finally, he looked stern and said, “In fact, we chose to station here to monitor a Servant under Morgan’s command.”

The ground suddenly shook violently.

"Lord Ezequiel!"

The horse's hooves stamped the ground, and a knight came hurriedly.

"There's movement! In the southwest of the city, there's the...magical reaction you mentioned!"

……

"Altria, you are a Servant, right?"

As Merlin finished speaking, Fujimaru Ritsuka reacted the most. She subconsciously took a few steps back and looked at Altria beside her.

"I am... a Servant?"

Hearing Merlin's words, Altria's eyes wavered, and there was obvious confusion on her face.

That wasn't a disguise, or a rhetorical question after being exposed.

Her grip on the sword loosened involuntarily.

"I...I don't..."

"I don't know—of course."

A cold female voice sounded. When the voice fell, everyone's eyes fell on Altria, but Altria opened her mouth wide. Although the voice just now was hers... but she clearly didn't speak just now.

The friction sound of armor colliding with each other was heard at this time, accompanied by a clearer female voice:

"You have merely merged [a part of the memories that I stripped from my body], and you only have the remnants of your spiritual base, but you don't have the corresponding abilities."

As the golden light gathered, a figure stood in front of everyone. Her long holy golden hair was tied behind her head, her pale blue eyes were filled with sharp light, and her pure white armor was tightly attached to her body.

Although there is a difference in body shape, the face is very familiar.

——That was the face of King Arthur Altria.

Mina's miserable days are coming to an end

373. Chapter 359: Camelot's Past

373.

2023-10-02

All the stories he heard from Fujimaru Ritsuka about this singularity have always troubled Leonardo da Vinci.

That is, the underlying logic of Morgan's servants' behavior cannot be explained. Judging from the current situation, neither Tristan nor Guinevere seems to be the kind of person who would be willing to be driven by others to destroy the country they cherish.

If it was just because Morgan had planted a seed in his spirit base that made it impossible to disobey orders - but the magic set up by Morgan, a human magician, was not unsolvable. Even Avril could think of a way to break free, not to mention Guinevere who had occupied the caster spirit base and the upper three knights who had a high degree of resistance to magic.

And if Guinevere only blindly believed in Morgan because of her own obsession and short-sightedness, then what about others?

And now, all the confusion and doubts were solved when he saw the elegant knight in white in front of him.

——Yes, if it was just Morgan who started the rebellion with the help of the Holy Grail, then the servants of Camelot summoned by her would not surrender even if they committed suicide.

But what if Morgan is just a puppet emperor in name only?

For a long time, the absolute dominance of the holder of the Holy Grail over the Servants has almost become an unshakable iron rule, which made Leonardo da Vinci almost ignore the possibility of the Servants coercing the Master.

What Tristan held on to was not Morgan but his belief in King Arthur's decision. Guinevere believed that her obsession was realized not because of her belief in Morgan's promise but her belief in King Arthur's character.

The bright golden hair hanging in front of her forehead could not cover the pair of glowing emerald eyes. The light golden crown was almost obscured by the magical light emanating from her body. The cold-toned armor perfectly outlined her tall and dashing figure. She rode a brown and white high-legged warhorse and held a gun in one hand to block the exit of the tower.

One of the four saints of religion and the most famous king in Britain.

With the added fame of his native Camelot, King Arthur now looked more like a god than a king.

A trembling feeling of oppression came over me. It was not terror, but rather a neutral and peaceful aura of sheer power.

Facing such an enemy, Da Vinci on the screen asked: "So, King Arthur, are you the source of this change?"

Lancer, whose attention had been focused on Altria, came back to her senses. Her good upbringing prevented her from ignoring the questions from her enemy.

Her head drooped slightly, and Lancer did not answer immediately. Instead, he paused for a moment before speaking:

"...The root cause..."

But unexpected.

"Not really." Lancer raised his eyes: "I am no different from the Servant you have seen before. Defeating me will not solve everything."

All the words Da Vinci had originally thought of were blocked by Lancer's denial.

"You...you're not?"

Leonardo had some knowledge about the Servant Arthur species, and even if it was just a subspecies, the king would not bother to lie.

but……

With his eyes slightly turned, Lancer fixed his gaze on Altria, who became uneasy after seeing her.

"All I can do is protect you."

"Save... me?"

"Morgan won't kill you because you carry the fragments of my spiritual base. If she kills you, she will be afraid that I will break free from her magic."

Magic...Does that kind of magic really have any meaning to Lancer?

During the conversation, Fujimaru Ritsuka secretly analyzed Lancer's spiritual level. His astonishingly high anti-magic ability was enough to make all magicians stare in amazement.

Feeling that he was being spied on, Lancer glanced at Fujimaru Ritsuka, but did not stop him and returned his gaze to Altria.

“What a failure.”

she commented.

"Failure?" Being evaluated like this by a guy with a face exactly like hers, the emotions that Altria had been accumulating for many days finally burst out.

"Indeed, I am weak. I cannot save my country, and I cannot even fight you. But what about you? You have the power, but you choose to betray your beliefs and help Morgan!"

I can't understand it. I don't understand why they are enemies if they are both King Arthur.

The look in Lancer's eyes when he looked at his other self was no longer as calm as before, but it was definitely not a warm expression, but a kind of disappointment that made him feel disappointed.

"Britain has no future. Teacher Merlin, you know this, right?"

Merlin, who was suddenly called, faced the gazes of everyone present and did not answer.

But there was no denial.

Then, it was visibly that Altria's face turned paler.

"I still cannot agree with you." Altria gritted her teeth: "I want to save Britain, even if I die for it."

"What about Menechel?"

"..."

Altria opened her mouth, but no sound came out.

A great sense of fear swept over Altria's heart.

The First Knight who never joined the Round Table.

"Britain and Menechel, King Arthur and Altria, which side will you choose?"

She wanted to open her mouth, but there was no comparison between such questions. She had already dedicated her life to her country.

However, her soul was resisting, and memories that did not belong to her came flooding back.

In the snowy mountains, she hugged Menechel, feeling his body gradually getting colder above hers.

In the Holy City, she ordered the burning of Menechel's body amid the cheers of the civilians.

At Camlan, she was forced into a desperate situation by Mordred. When she was exhausted, she saw the suicide note left by Menechel, which was full of regret and boredom.

These images flickered one by one, blending into each other, until finally, they froze in one place.

[King, are you now King Arthur or Altria?]

——"If history is corrected, this will be the end of you and him."

"Altria, go on!"

Merlin's voice suddenly interrupted, he held the stone with the holy sword stuck in it, and pulled out the holy sword that even Altria was helpless against, easily.

Altria subconsciously stretched out her hand, and she was unable to react for a moment.

"Remember to put the sword back in after the battle."

The golden light swept across the ground and cut Merlin's body in two.

The lower half of his body turned into smoke and disappeared with a "bang", leaving only the upper half of Merlin floating in front of Altria.

"Don't let your fighting spirit be broken!"

……

Lancer refused to communicate.

Although she temporarily reached a cooperation with Lancer using magic and the Holy Grail, and even did not kill Altria of this era in order to reassure Lancer.

But Lancer was not willing to obey her orders at all.

Although this was within Morgan's expectations, she was still very unhappy when it really happened.

There is no need to guess, you can know that Yumei will fight alone.

Of course there would be no problem if there was no suspected Servant who kidnapped Menechel as Tristan mentioned.

but now……

I thought that by mastering the Holy Grail and controlling the spiritual veins, I could stop Camelot from summoning servants.

But now the shadow of uncertainty shrouded Morgan, and uneasiness about the unknown filled her heart.

——Just let her die outside.

However, Morgan also knew that this was unrealistic. If she really let her foolish sister perish on her own, then the Servant group she had pieced together would immediately fall apart.

So her relaxed brows frowned again.

If all of them attacked, Morgan was worried that the Restraint would summon Servants to fight against her during the time she was away from Camelot.

The spirit veins converged on the jade throne, thus mastering the ability to crush the spirit base. This was power, but also a shackle, tying her firmly to Camelot.

Previously, just going to the West to retrieve Kai's body, the restraining force summoned the servants during that time. If Morgan had not returned in time, it would not be just Kai who was summoned.

Thinking this way, she made a decision.

Let Saber suffer first.

No time to update. I'm so busy.

374. Chapter 360 Morgan: It's stable, everything is stable

374.

2023-10-02

Merlin's upper body floated like smoke and entangled with Lancer, but just as it touched Lancer's body, the white smoke was burned by the other party's scorching magic power and sizzled.

Merlin cried out in pain, but still refused to show weakness: "Actually, you are the one who is scared."

Lancer remained noncommittal, her expression unchanged as she raised her spear despite Merlin's restraint.

But she was still a step too slow. Before she could pull the spear up, the golden light had already illuminated her face.

That was the edge of the Sword of Promised Victory. If it continued at this rate, the lance would be suppressed by the sword guard before it could be raised, and the sword edge would cut Lancer's throat.

However, Merlin controlled Lancer but ignored the horse under her.

The so-called knights, except for a small number, are all those who constantly cooperate with their mounts, and the Knight King is the best among them.