I Make a Covenant with You All

"Then without further ado, you shall begin..."

—Whoosh!

Before he could finish speaking, Ozymandias's pupils suddenly contracted as a torrent of golden light rushed toward his throne the instant his words fell.

Artoria had been listening to his rambling on for ages, had completely lost her patience.

At that moment, all she wanted to do was rip the head off this noisy guy.

She prefers explaining physics to reasoning.

If this guy disagrees, beat him until he agrees to help.

However, I don't know if it's just my imagination.

Thump...

Standing below the throne Ritsuka and Mash seemed to hear, almost unintentionally, the sound of something heavy suddenly falling to the ground.

"..."

A street corner in the city.

Bedivere touched his glowing silver arm and clenched his fist.

The explosion coming from the temple also caught the attention of Gaheris and Bors.

"Has a fight broken out?"

"Should we go take a look?"

The two of them began to discuss it. Bedivere, standing to the side, remained silent.

"King Arthur... Has another King Arthur appeared in this Singularity besides the Lion King? It must be, after all, anything that can elicit this reaction from Excalibur must be the real King Arthur. Wait, before I came here, Merlin told me that I would encounter a surprise here. Could the surprise he was referring to be this King Arthur? Then, his instructions to me..."

Bedivere frowned, as if he had suddenly realized something.

Black waves surged in from afar like the sea, covering half of the desert.

Those pitch-black monsters were demons; they slid across the Black Mud, their terrifying laughter echoing endlessly.

"You bastard!"

Gawain roared, then swung his holy sword fiercely, "By the king's command, burn everything on earth to ashes! This sword is the embodiment of the inextinguishable sun's flame, burn! — Excalibur Galatine, the Excalibur Galatine!!"

With a swing of Gawain's holy sword, scorching flames swept out, and together with the already lurking Purification Knights, they charged towards the attacking demons. They raised their weapons high and roared as they fought their way into battle.

The armored vehicles roared, dust flew, and furious shouts echoed throughout the world.

The demon and the Purification Knights clashed, the booming sound like muffled thunder, the scene resembling two waves of different colors crashing together, a truly spectacular sight.

"I'm going into battle now, be careful."

The situation was critical. Gawain regretted not sending Rovey back earlier, but it was too late to say anything now. All he could do was try to speed up the cleanup of the battle as much as possible.

Upon hearing this, Rovey, whose face was filled with sorrow due to the wailing of the vengeful spirits behind him, nodded and said, "Go."

Because of the familiarity with these demons and the cries of the vengeful spirits, he didn't intend to enter the scene himself. Instead, he tried to think of a better solution and a way to completely quell this demonic calamity.

While he was racking his brains, Gawain had already begun to wreak havoc on all sides.

Although it looks spectacular, they are just like a group of Angra Mainyu, whose level is only barely up to the Servant standard. Gawain alone can easily dominate them.

However, what's truly annoying about these demons is their immortality and infectivity. If Gawain continues to entangle with them, he's very likely to be corrupted, so Rovey also offers some help.

Inherent abilities include [Primordial Runes], [Golden Illusion], [Angel's Blessing], and [Holy Fire].

This caused Gawain, who was surrounded, to unleash his Gawain power and begin reaping the demonic tide as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"This is..."

Gawain stared at the figure behind him in astonishment.

In that instant, he roughly understood the difference between Rovey and his own king.

Although both are leaders, this new friend of mine is completely different from my king...

Gawain couldn't help but sigh.

On such a battlefield, Rovey would provide him with abilities to assist in combat from the rear, while their king would probably charge ahead and defeat the enemy like a god.

This is the difference between Wise King Gilgamesh and a martial king...

It's hard to say which is better or worse, but Gawain had to admit that, compared to King Arthur's lone-wolf fighting style, perhaps Rovey was more suitable as a leader.

"What an unparalleled and amazing ability..."

After the brief and swift end of the battle, Gawain walked up to Rovey and said with heartfelt emotion that, in his view, the battle was already over.

Moreover, for him, the feeling of performing at an extraordinary level just now was extremely pleasant.

"It's over?"

However, Rovey's expression did not appear as relaxed as Gawain's.

Having experienced the All the World's Evil, he was undoubtedly well aware of how troublesome this thing was.

Therefore, given a certain level of understanding, Rovey had no reason not to be wary.

Besides, as these demons were destroyed, the overwhelming malice did not diminish; instead, the cries in the air grew louder...

The resentment of the spirits of the dead in this land cannot be suppressed by force.

Something, something terrifying, seems to be approaching them!

Approaching rapidly!

"Gawain, do you think there might be a second wave?"

Rovey noticed another dark wave surging towards them in the distance, this time with even greater malice and on a larger scale.

"—?"

Reminded of this, Gawain realized that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a deep lion's roar echoed from the black earth ahead, like a howl from hell, burning with flames from purgatory.

Gawain could never have misjudged that thing.

This is...

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

A surge of dark malice erupted, and from the black earth, figures of darkness emerged.

Moreover, compared to the previous orc monsters, these demons are more dangerous and more special. They are not twisted creatures, but genuine knights. Their bodies are covered with dark armor, and they hold their own weapons. Their Spirit Origin aura has reached the level of Servant. They can be felt as extremely dangerous at a glance. The best sign to identify them is the Crusaders pattern on their armor.

It is obvious that they are the Heroic Spirit of the fallen Crusaders, only to be summoned once again under the influence of the All the World's Evil.

The nearest Purification Knights charged forward, swords in hand, only to be sliced to pieces by several unknown Crusaders Heroic Spirit in the next instant.

"... This false and cold sunlight, it turns out to be the Sir Gawain. We meet again."

A jet-black lion strode out from the black earth. Its towering body and the awe-inspiring presence that one could never forget once saw it immediately reminded Gawain of that unpleasant memory.

Seeing this, Rovey frowned. Without a doubt, this giant lion's head was Lionheart King. Although he didn't quite understand why the Lionheart he remembered, who was a huge fan of Lionheart King Arthur and could rub Excalibur with his hands, had become like this, Hercules could be corrupted into a giant hero, Lionheart King could naturally be the same. And his current state certainly deserved the name of a demon.

Moreover, the hatred and resentment emanating from him were particularly clear and solidified at this moment. Clearly, he had merged himself with the torrent of calamity. As long as the torrent of calamity did not cease, he would not truly die; he had achieved a different kind of immortality, representing the undead of the entire Singularity, and embodying their resentment.

"I have spoken of the Sun Knight. When the prophecy comes true, I will return. I will settle accounts with the false empress, and the true King Arthur will take her place."

The Lionheart King stepped forward, accompanied by a torrent of calamities, and spoke in a deep voice.

Behind him, his Crusaders knights, including renowned figures like William Marshall and Robin Hood Crusaders, surrounded him from different directions, instantly reversing the tide of battle.

In an instant, even the usually optimistic Gawain's face turned gloomy.

"Crowley, I'll cover you. Go back to Camelot immediately and tell the King what's going on here. Tell her the Crusaders are coming back and be careful."

Realizing the situation was not right, Gawain made the most correct decision without hesitation.

"Hmph, trying to escape! How arrogant, Knight of the Sun!"

Realizing that Gawain wanted to retreat, the Lionheart King had no intention of giving him the chance. After a roar, he drew his black greatsword and charged at him.

However, as he approached Gawain and Rovey, Lionheart King seemed to sense something, sniffing the air and even stopping in his tracks.

"This is...?"

For a moment, Lionheart King even forgot to launch an attack, and his huge lion eyes flashed with uncontrollable astonishment.

"This... how is this possible? It's the aura of the King... the aura of a god... what's going on... why is he here?... where is he?! My King... where is he?!"

Lionheart King immediately went mad, his beastly eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

His gaze shifted from Gawain to the unremarkable figure standing in the group.

His pupils contracted sharply when he saw the gold ring on his finger.

"King! Solomon...?!"

Lionheart King muttered to himself, but then seemed to sense something was amiss. As if drawn by something, he immediately abandoned Gawain in front of him, and his massive body began to move closer to the figure without his noticing.

"..."

Seeing that this guy had set his sights on him, Rovey frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

This guy is a demon created by Goetia, and also the king who is most Christianity to the Christian faith, otherwise he wouldn't have launched the Crusades.

He now possesses both Solomon's ring and the purest essence of Christianity...

That's why he was so agitated.

However, he had no intention of communicating with this group of moving All the World's Evil.

Rovey quickly looked around, searching for the best spot to break through, but suddenly saw a figure behind him that shouldn't be there—

"This is too noisy, Sir Gawain. Haven't these heretics been eliminated yet?"

"Why don't you come to me, chosen one? You should not set foot in such a filthy land."

The pure Lion King rode his white horse to this dark land, his eyes blankly staring at the dark Lionheart King before him, and he also shielded Rovey behind him.

Chapter 199 I Make a Pact with You

"It's too noisy, Sir Gawain. Haven't you finished dealing with things here yet?"

Her pure white figure was as striking as a drop of milk poured into a pool of pitch-black ink.

A clear, cold female voice came from beside me, accompanied by the clattering of horses' hooves, and a pure white figure silently appeared on the chaotic battlefield.

"King...!!"

Gawain was utterly astonished to see the Lion King leave the city on his own initiative.

However, compared to the appearance of the Lion King, the excited Lionheart King's attention was still on Rovey, his beastly eyes staring intently at him, trying to see something from him.

"Your aura... there's no mistake! You are the King! You are the Magic King! But... how did you end up here?!"

He roared with immense excitement, his mind completely devoid of basic reason.

Or perhaps Lionheart King was already dead, and what appeared here was merely a counterfeit demon twisted by Goetia and revived by the All the World's Evil. He had long lost the decisiveness of a king, and with so much resentment fused within him, he wanted revenge more than anyone else, and redemption more than anyone else.

"Aww! I get it! You want to lead our Crusaders to overthrow the false emperor!! To restore the glory of the Holy Spirit, right?! That must be it!!"

So when he sensed that familiar aura and the impression from the Holy Spirit flooding his mind, the Lionheart King, who had been filled with murderous intent and looked like he wanted to return to Camelot, vanished instantly, replaced by an incredibly fanatical gaze.

Especially when he saw that gold ring, he became even more certain of his idea.

In the eyes of the Lionheart King, Rovey was the Magic King who gave him the Holy Grail.

"... The Magic King?"

Upon hearing this, Gawain's mind seemed to be overwhelmed by an overwhelming amount of information. He stared wide-eyed at Rovey, his amber eyes filled with disbelief.

"..."

The Lion King remained silent. She glanced at Rovey in front of her, not caring who Rovey was. He was simply someone she needed, nothing more.

If the Lion King hadn't realized that leaving the Holy City might put him in danger, he would never have left the city again.

You've mistaken me for someone else.