Matthew looked quietly at Lancelot, who was lying on the ground panting.
For some reason, she felt very angry.
As soon as the thought of beating Lancelot appeared in his mind, his body had already taken action.
"Enough is enough, Sir Lancelot! As a knight, don't you feel ashamed to swing your sword at your own king?"
Looking at the strong Mashu, Fujimaru Ritsuka in the distance couldn't help but sigh.
It turns out that the younger generation of Eggplant still has such a side.
But it seemed to be the same state when facing Dr. Roman.
how to say.
It's this kind of place that is so different from usual that makes it unexpectedly cute.
Matthew also realized his gaffe.
"Ah——, I'm very sorry, Miss Artoria."
She actually interrupted King Arthur's duel with Lancelot.
"No, it doesn't matter. It's better to say that this is only suitable for you."
saber alter shook her head.
"Miss Artoria should know the identity of the heroic spirit that gave me the spiritual power."
Looking at Mash's giant cross-shaped shield, Artoria Alt nodded and said slowly:
"That's true, but - you should discover his true name yourself. Only in this way can you be worthy of this shield."
"...King..."
Lancelot on the side made a faint call.
"Please shut up, Sir. Lancelot, you are not qualified to call the king."
Matthew once again subconsciously criticized Lancelot.
"Ah! I'm so sorry, the spiritual power has affected me too much."
This time, the person who took over Matthew's body was his usual polite personality.
"Hey, the Berserker just spoke."
Ritsuka Fujimaru discovered a blind spot.
"It should be that his spiritual base has begun to collapse, and the influence of the madness skill has temporarily expired."
Roman in the control room gave an explanation.
Looking at Matthew's figure, Lancelot was very surprised.
Matthew was very similar to the person he remembered talking to him like this.
"You...could it be——"
"Sir Lancelot, now is not the time."
Artoria Alt interrupted Lancelot.
"...That's right."
The berserker, who had temporarily gained clarity, turned his attention back to the reverse King Arthur.
After taking a bite from the King's Iron Hammer alive, he almost lost the ability to move.
The newly released Noble Phantasm and the shield attack from Mashu's "love" became the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Only his eyes seemed to move throughout Lancelot's body. He tried his best to control the magic power in his body from spreading around.
His spirit body was at the end of its strength.
Lancelot had never seen King Arthur like this before, with violent magic and cold breath.
"A king who looks like this is really evil...but it's us who forced you into this situation."
"Needless to say, Sir Lancelot, I chose to appear like this. This is also a side of me, Artoria Pendragon."
Saber Alter said coldly.
"I'm curious as to why you have so much hatred for me - is it really because of Guinevere?"
Lancelot once had a platonic love with King Arthur's queen Guinevere.
King Arthur himself knew this, but kept a blind eye.
As for why the king did this, the Knights of the Round Table, who did not know King Arthur's true gender, expressed confusion.
So thirteen knights headed by Mordred broke into the palace and caught Lancelot and the queen in a tryst.
Lancelot, as the strongest Knight of the Round Table, escaped the siege alone.
However, under pressure, King Arthur had to announce that the "unfaithful" queen Guinevere would be sentenced to death at the stake.
"That's not true, King." Lancelot denied.
After hearing the news of the queen's execution, Lancelot broke into the execution place, successfully kidnapped Guinevere but also killed the knight Gawain's brother.
King Arthur was forced to expedition to France. At this time, in Britain, Mordred raised the flag of rebellion.
Then came the famous Battle of Camlann and the Death of King Arthur.
"What drove me crazy was that you didn't punish me."
After the death of King Arthur, the Kingdom of Britain collapsed.
Lancelot, who attributed all the reasons to himself, returned to France and spent the rest of his life immersed in regret and guilt.
He never saw Guinevere again.
Arturia never believed that Lancelot was at fault and refused to punish Lancelot.
However, the current king may be able to fulfill his long-cherished wish - to let the sinners be punished.
"My king...please punish me."
Lancelot said with the last of his strength.
Lancelot's figure was reflected in Artoria Alter's golden eyes.
"Perhaps it's true what Tristan said before leaving - King Arthur doesn't understand people's hearts."
Saber Alt approached Lancelot.
"But I have abandoned my identity as a king and my dignity as a knight. Now I am just a servant who obeys my master's orders."
The dark sword of victory was pointed at Lancelot's chest.
"If this can end your madness——"
The sword in the lake easily pierced the berserker's spiritual core.
"I will execute you here, Sir Lancelot. May your soul find peace."
Lancelot closed his eyes with satisfaction and no longer suppressed the scattering of the spirit body.
"Berserker, Lancelot, elimination confirmed."
Roman checked the results in the control room.
"Director Animusfia also sent news that Archer has been confirmed to be eliminated. Everyone can take a break."
Arturia was still standing where Lancelot disappeared.
"Um, Miss Saber——"
Matthew tried to comfort Saber Alter, fighting with his former friends and subordinates was not an easy thing.
Not to mention finishing it with my own hands.
"Thank you, Matthew."
Arturia raised her head and rejected Mashu's kindness.
"But I have already said that now I am no longer a knight or a king, I am just a servant of the Master."
Arturia quietly walked away.
But maybe she really failed as a king.
******
"Fantasy Great Sword Balmung!"
Dragging his broken body, Siegfried released his last Noble Phantasm towards the old enemy in front of him.
Before he could witness the Noble Phantasm hitting its target, a pure white sword pierced Siegfried's chest from behind.
The dragon-slaying warrior bathed in the dragon's blood was invulnerable. Only the skin stained with Bodhi leaves on his back had not been baptized by the dragon's blood.
It also became Siegfried's Achilles' heel, the dragon slayer's only weakness.
The sword was drawn out.
The body of the dragon-slaying warrior fell forward helplessly.
"I'm sorry, that's the end of it."
Siegfried was very sorry for his failure to defeat his old enemy Fafnir.
I just hope someone can take care of this dragon on his behalf.
The last thing that appeared in Siegfried's field of vision was the knight in white armor and the dragon witch who was laughing maniacally.
"Hahahahahaha——"
Black Jeanne laughed as the golden particles disappeared from the heroic spirit.
"Even the dragon-slaying Siegfried was defeated by me. There is no hope in this world. No one can threaten my Fafnir anymore."
However, the next second, Black Joan's smile froze on her face.
"What's wrong, my saint?"
Gilles de Rey is puzzled by Joan's change.
"Berserker and Archer were killed——"
With a face as cold as ice, Black Joan said through gritted teeth.
