"When the pale light shines, the covenant of Saint Ba is torn apart."
"The king's majesty was clouded. The tower of divine support collapsed."
Gawain stood on the high platform and looked at the silent refugees. He sighed long and murmured something like a prophecy.
"Everyone." He came back to his senses, cleared his throat, and bowed to the refugees gracefully, "Thank you from the bottom of my heart for being able to spontaneously come to the holy capital of our king from this land. of gratitude.”
"Before conducting the Holy Election, I have a fact that I want to tell everyone here."
"The era of mankind is destroyed."
Gawain said, and the refugees fell silent.
"Even the small world we live in will be destroyed."
"It is not the judgment of God, but the legacy of sin and the burning of evil. This land is no longer habitable for humans. I believe everyone is aware of this fact."
The refugees looked at me and I looked at you, then they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Yes, what Gawain said is true, they have actually experienced it.
If it's just high temperature, then it's okay. There are many places with high temperatures on the earth, and it's not impossible for humans to survive in high temperature environments.
However, crops died, water sources dried up, and the strong magic in the air was enough to make ordinary people miserable. Many even became demonized on the surface, lost their minds, and began to attack others.
These are things that can be experienced. If they had not really experienced all this, they would not flock to the Holy City in large numbers.
Camelot is one of the few places where one can survive on this land.
"Our Holy City is a perfect kingdom that has lasted for thousands of years. Behind the gate behind me, what awaits you will be an absolutely ideal life. This statement will never be false. The scene in front of you will be It will prove everything.”
Gawain's eyes dropped slightly, he didn't know what he was thinking about, and his words seemed to be just unconscious actions.
What emotion is in his eyes?
Annuo listened to Gawain's words quietly without any movement, not even revealing his magic power.
He was thinking about something.
Gawain appears here, so where are the other round tables that belong to the Lion King?
Because of the strange magic power in the Holy Capital, Annuo's perception cannot be unfolded. In other words, even if it can be unfolded, Annuo will not try it here.
There are too many refugees here and we cannot let anything happen to them.
Gawain's voice temporarily stopped, as if to give these refugees time to accept the facts and sort out their emotions.
Anno listened carefully to the words of the refugees. The main tone was the desire for life and the praise of the Knights of the Round Table.
"Ah, how sacred this is. Even if it is a sword from a foreign land, the light on it cannot be faked."
Beside Annuo, a refugee with a sallow complexion seemed to be touching.
Annuo looked sideways, and he could see from the refugee's crystal eyes that he really meant what he said.
"Everyone who comes here must have experienced many difficult journeys." Gawain had a gentle smile on his face, "The king we are waiting for will lovingly accept all people, no matter what nationality or belief they are. The king’s tender treatment.”
"but--"
The smile on Gawain's face disappeared, and the smiles on the faces of the refugees below also stopped.
Turning points often represent conditions.
"Before entering the Holy Capital, you must obtain my king's forgiveness."
Gawain bowed, turned sideways and stepped back, as if making room for someone.
The person who walked out from the shadow behind Gawain was a man wrapped in armor.
that is--
"King." An Nuo couldn't help but call out, trying his best to suppress it so that only he could hear it.
Even without letting go of his own perception, he could still sense that that one was the king.
It's not the possibility of the King of Darkness or the King of Storms, but the actual king that this body once served, King Arthur, Arthur Arturia Pendragon.
But, this gesture...?
Although King Arthur has all the qualities required of a British king, there is no doubt that she has a flaw that cannot be ignored.
That is, her height.
It would be okay to say that it is the Storm King. After all, it is a state of possibility. No one can accurately predict the possibility, but the one in front of me is Artori living in the world. Ya, it's not a possibility.
The Holy Sword gave Artoria the blessing of immortality, and the blessing of immortality seemed to begin when she drew the Sword of the King's Choice.
Her appearance and body are forever fixed at the age when she drew the Sword of King's Choice. It stands to reason that they will never change.
But this one in front of me...?
Tall, erect, with a power that can crush everything, and a casual elegance in every move.
In the end what happened?
"Just as Gao Wenqing said." She walked forward, the mane on her helmet fluttering gently with the wind at high places, just like a real lion. Perhaps because of the armor, her voice seemed a little dull. .
"The number of people who can reach the end under my guidance is ultimately limited."
She stood there, condescending, as if she were a god, and her words were devoid of any emotion.
"Human beings are inherently dirty and corrupt creatures."
"That's why I established the Holy Chosen."
"Come and select those pure souls who will not be contaminated by filth or shaken by evil."
She opened her arms, as if she was hugging something coldly.
"Those...eternal and innocent human beings who will not be influenced."
She raised one of her hands.
Buzz——
A light that was more dazzling than the sun suddenly descended on the city gate. However, within its scope, even the people watching from the high slopes in the distance could not help but cover their eyes with their arms.
The same goes for Annuo. This kind of bright light is really too dazzling.
Among the crowd, light suddenly appeared on the bodies of several people.
As if they were responding to the call of the Lion King, the light on their bodies was pulled in the direction of the Lion King.
Annuo is one of them.
Among the people of Chaldea, light also appeared on Mashu's body.
Annuo looked at his hands blankly, then raised his head and looked at the Lion King standing in the light.
"Gao Wenqing, allow these six people to enter the Holy Capital, you just need to recover them."
"Others will be punished as unclean souls."
".As you command." Gawain closed his eyes and knelt down in response.
(End of chapter)
