"I didn't expect that the legendary King Arthur would be in such a miserable state...Haha, from this point of view, I can be considered upright, right?"
Looking at Arturia walking towards him menacingly, Mikhail VIII said sarcastically.
When the holy sword shot out the surging magic beam, Mikhail VIII recognized the true form of Artoria Alt.
Although the color turned pitch black and exuded violent magic, there was no doubt that it was the legendary broken steel sword Excalibur.
But what makes Michael VIII a little confused is, is the legendary King Arthur the dragon-like woman in front of him?
As for the other servant next to her——————
No, that is a Servant but a somewhat different existence. In short, the shield in her hand should be the Knights of the Round Table paired with King Arthur beside her.
"Cut the nonsense."
Without further words, the Reversal Holy Sword in Artoria Alter's hand had once again gathered a large amount of magic power.
Like metal after a crystallization reaction, a rectangular darkness stretched out that could swallow all light, reminding Michael VIII of the spear in the hand of the divine ancestor who always sat in Rome.
Feeling the magic power leaking from the Sword of Promise of Victory that almost made his skin tingle, Mikhail VIII narrowed his eyes and observed Artoria Alt in front of him.
She released the Noble Phantasm dozens of times almost continuously in front of Mikhail VIII.
Theoretically speaking, even if Artoria Alt's master is the top magician in mankind, he should be drained.
Mikhail VIII, who also continued to unfold his Noble Phantasm, actually had no qualifications to speak of her.
However, the servants of the [United Empire] represented by Michael VIII are actually connected to the Holy Grail, which possesses nearly infinite magic power, so they are not included in the calculation.
But, do King Arthur in front of her and the knight beside her also have the Holy Grail as backup?
Looking at the shining purple cloaks behind Arturia and Mashu, Mikhail VIII seemed to understand.
Is this the power of the ceremony made by that governor?
Not only can it enhance defense, but it can also provide the servant with enough magic power to continuously fire the Noble Phantasm.
It's terrible.
"No one can control your [Net] anymore, suffer death----Excalibur Morgan!"
The accumulated magic power rushed towards Mikhail VIII.
Although she had gained a formal advantage, Artoria always felt that some unexpected things would happen if Mikhail VIII continued to stay like this.
So she decided to end the fight quickly.
That was not an unfounded hunch. Artoria, who possesses the "intuition" skill, would often come up with correct results.
"Is that so? The King of Britain————"
As Mikhail VIII's words fell slowly, the darkness that could swallow the light penetrated straight through the hills behind him, and finally extended to the horizon and rushed towards the sky.
That is the darkness that has broken through the second speed of the universe and can swallow anything.
However, under the darkness, Mikhail VIII was still sitting intact on the throne made of spider silk, without even moving his position.
"Miss Saber?"
Mash couldn't help calling Artoria.
Right next to Artoria, she could clearly see that Artoria could lift her wrist upwards and completely discharge the emitted light cannon [Sword of Oath of Victory]. With this angle, she was exactly in contact with Mihai. Er eight generations passed by each other.
It was as if she deliberately let Mikhail VIII go.
"Why? As the King of Britain, why are you an enemy of me? Is it just because you are an enemy of the [United Empire]? Then there is no need to use force between us."
Mikhail VIII's throne was slowly raised out of thin air, and then he put an arm on the armrest of the throne and rested his chin behind his curved fingers.
Under the crown that was cut off by the sword of victory, there were strands of gray-white hair hanging down in front of the thin face of Mikhail VIII.
Although he only had an inconspicuous face, he could unexpectedly feel the deep light from Mikhail VIII's eyes.
A few drops of sweat dripped down his strands of gray hair.
"I can also help you to attack the [United Empire]."
"What?"
This time even Mashu looked up in surprise.
"Think about it carefully. You must have learned from your superiors that the Augustus they had defeated before had their motives for becoming enemies of Rome. . Woman? Daughter? Sister? Ridiculous, how can Rome throw away something so easily?"
A relaxed smile gradually appeared on Mikhail VIII's face.
"Unlike them, I am [Basilius], the rebuilder of Rome and the reviver of the Eternal City. How could I destroy Rome?"
Matthew, who was already a little shaken, then asked:
"Then, why did you choose to join the [United Empire] to destroy Rome?"
"The reason? Of course it's a strategy——Facing such an enemy, even if you want to resist, it will be too difficult for me alone, right?"
"Is that why you are hiding in the [United Empire] camp and waiting for the opportunity to come?"
"Yes! Then I waited for the defeat of Caesar and Octavian - and your arrival. I originally had no hope of saving Rome and saw the light again. How about it? Brave Miss Knight, we It's better to turn enemies into friends now and face the final challenge together."
Under the words of Mikhail VIII, Ma Xiu seemed to really see the bright sunshine of hope, instead of the concave-shaped hill behind Mikhail VIII that was destroyed by the sword of victory. .
"Ah, by the way. You are looking for the magician in the green dress, right? I also know his whereabouts."
"The green gown...is that Professor Leif Lenore?!"
Under Mashu's inquiry, Mikhail VIII thought for a while, then nodded.
"That person seems to be calling himself that."
The throne made of spider silk slowly floated in front of Mashu out of thin air, as if Mikhail VIII didn't care at all that he had entered Mashu's attack range.
"What do you think? Why don't you put down your weapons now and fight with me? - Having said that, I am not a heroic spirit who can fight head-on, so I still have to rely on you, my reliable lady knight."
Under the direct confrontation and invitation of Michael VIII, Mashu almost agreed to his request.
But then the weak flow of magic power from the shield of the Knights of the Round Table in her hand made Matthew wake up.
"wrong….!"
"What's wrong? Young lady knight."
"If you are really not an enemy, why did you send so many Chimeras to attack us?"
Facing Mashu's words, Mikhail VIII showed obvious surprise on his face.
But then he calmed down his expression perfectly, as if the previous expression didn't exist at all.
"Forgive me for being unreasonable, smart lady knight."
The voice of Mikhail VIII sounded to Mashu's ears like a warrior in his prime, and also like a wise sage who had experienced many years.
"That's just a way to test whether your strength is worthy of me revealing my position and betraying the [United Empire]."
"If you put it this way...it seems right..."
Matthew gradually felt his consciousness blurring.
It wasn't like she was in a deep sleep. She still knew exactly what she was doing, but as for the reason————
Why should I do this?
Ah, yes, it is to help the seniors gain more power that can be used to fight against the [United Empire].
Mashu felt that his hands were tied with some thread.
