He Infiltrated the Place

"Absolutely delighted!"

He immediately raised his voice, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.

This time, however, the tears were not the painful tears of the past, but tears of excitement.

For Bedivere, seeing King Arthur happy and joyful was his greatest dream in life. He never dreamed that one day he would become the king's best man at his wedding.

If it were during my lifetime, I would definitely be so happy that I wouldn't be able to sleep for days and nights.

But now...

Recalling the scene of meeting this extraordinary king, who, despite not having the Holy Sword and having chosen the Holy Lance, let go of everything and began to live freely, finding his own happiness in this world.

Bedivere was momentarily stunned, and then tears streamed uncontrollably down his face. He suddenly felt that he had made a great fortune in this life.

His dream was to see a king like that...

Happiness, peace, freedom, and the ability to build a complete family of one's own.

But when he recalls his foolish actions that led to the current state of the king of this world, the pain in his heart becomes indescribable.

That is why he made up his mind to give the only sword that could redeem him to Artoria, giving up the only possibility of redemption and letting her go to save the Lion King.

All I need to do is decay like a stray dog and die silently.

That's how it should have been; he should have disappeared without a care in the world, but...

Upon seeing the invitation, he imagined the scene he had always dreamed of witnessing, and Bedivere burst into tears. Suddenly, he had a new reason to live: he wanted to witness the king's happiness with his own eyes.

But, but... it's too late...

"It is my honor, Mr. Crowley, no, it should be the Queen Consort!"

Bedivere's tone suddenly became more serious, and then he looked at the endless horizon, because they had been fussing here for so long, and it was now approaching dusk.

The earth has been revitalized, and even the sunset is no longer as terrifying as before, but has become extremely magnificent.

"No matter what, I beg you to cherish the Queen and please don't let her suffer any more injustices..."

"She is a very strong woman, yet incredibly fragile. I was once the king's second-in-command, so I see it all too clearly... Your Majesty, she has always been someone else's support, but she has no one to rely on."

"She is now pursuing her own happiness, and she relies on you, so I would like to ask you to take care of her for me... You must make sure she is happy... This is my wish, and the wish of all the Knights of the Round Table."

"Even though our positions have diverged and we've gone our separate ways, it hasn't changed that person's admiration for Artoria, right?"

Rovey spoke the rest of the sentence for him.

"Yes... because that is the meaning of our existence Knights of the Round Table."

Bedivere clutched his chest tightly.

"Are you giving your last words, Bedivere?"

"—?!"

Bedivere was taken aback by Rovey's sudden words, but he quickly suppressed his inner turmoil and scratched his head, indicating that he didn't know what Rovey was talking about.

"Stop pushing yourself, your life force is about to be completely drained... How many more days can you hold on? Two days? One day? Or just a few hours? Death is already beckoning you."

"Really? It seems my expression wasn't well concealed, as you noticed so quickly. I'm so sorry, I might not be able to..."

Realizing he could no longer hide it, Bedivere readily admitted it.

"Should you refuse? But if you're not there, Artoria will be incredibly sad, won't she?"

"I'm sorry, I will explain to the King..."

"Don't rush off yet."

As Bedivere was about to go to Artoria to say his final goodbye, Rovey grabbed his only remaining arm.

"—Fortunately, the Angel of Healing. His spirit is a gentle breeze flying from the mountain, and his golden robes shine like the sun."

With just a soft word, a miracle occurred once again. A pale green light flashed before Bedivere's eyes and then gently floated into his body. Instantly, Bedivere felt a great sense of relief, and the intense pain of being torn apart was replaced by the feeling of a gentle breeze.

"What exactly is this...?"

Bedivere stared in disbelief at his only remaining hand. He felt a new magical power flowing through his body, a blessing called "Gentle Breeze," the power of the archangel Raphael, who symbolized the wind and was also known as the Medicine of the Gods.

Previously, Rovey had considered explaining the situation to Artoria and asking her to return the sword to Bedivere. However, after the encounter, he realized that Bedivere's body and soul were already shattered, and the Holy Sword alone could not save him. Avalon might be able to, but the calamity on his body also needed a plug.

So he used the power of the Apocalypse to plead with one of the most skilled healers, hoping that he could prolong Bedivere's life for a while.

Because of Bedivere's noble character and his recognition of his perseverance, Raphael was naturally willing to help him this once, so he temporarily extended his life.

"It's just a little miracle, so that should be fine, right?"

Rovey smiled, and after finishing what he needed to do, he turned around with great ease, ready to leave.

"Live well, live until the king who witnessed your life awakens, live until the time when he officiates my and Artoria's wedding. That position belongs to none other than you..."

"Who will you be marrying?"

Suddenly a woman's voice came from behind.

"Of course it's... Al—what a coincidence, Artoria, what brings you here?"

Rovey turned around and saw that Artoria, who had noticed their delayed return, had appeared behind them with Mash and Ritsuka.

In other words...

"Okay, I accept your proposal."

Before Rovey could say anything, Artoria grabbed his hand, as if afraid he would change his mind.

Bedivere smiled at this from behind. He gently grasped his chest, feeling the heartbeat he hadn't felt in a long time, and his expression was one of immense happiness.

'I must live to the end... to witness the scene from my dream with my own eyes.'

Ritsuka felt like she had just eaten a big bowl of fresh dog food.

Amitabha Buddha~

The Sanzang silently recited the Buddha's name and offered his blessings.

"Ah! Crowley, you actually seduced the King?!"

When Lancelot saw that his idol, the King, had been kidnapped by his good brother, he wanted nothing more than to draw his sword and teach Rovey a lesson, but all he got in response was Mash's huge shield that suddenly fell down.

They're a perfect match, a match made in heaven. Who gave you the right to object, you traitor?

"Dad, what are you planning to do now?" Mash asked with a hostile expression.

"No, it's nothing, Galahad, I just wanted to say... I support this marriage!!"

Faced with the enormous shield, Lancelot obediently nodded, joining Rovey's side in what could be considered the least stylish way. Seeing Lancelot's compliant demeanor, Mash nodded in satisfaction, preparing to return with Rovey and the others to the Sun King's pyramid to discuss the upcoming decisive battle.

For Mash, being able to meet Lancelot, the father of the Heroic Spirit Galahad lent her power, and even be able to persuade him to repent and actively "coerce" him to join her side, was an unimaginable dream come true.

"It's ending so soon, senior."

Mash carried her shield as she walked, speaking to Ritsuka beside her.

"Yes, it's amazing that all this was done in just four days. I never would have dared to dream of it before. I think the doctors can feel a little more at ease now."

"[You'd better not disturb him. Seeing that you're all safe and sound, Romani is already sound asleep in his chair.]"

On the other side of the screen, Da Vinci draped a blanket over Roman and said with a smile.

"By the way... where is Senior Rovey?"

Ritsuka immediately realized that something seemed to be missing.

"Oh, Benefactor Rovey just said he was going to use the restroom. But... it's been several minutes already? Why hasn't he returned yet?"

The Sanzang was also somewhat surprised.

Meanwhile, Artoria, who had been cheerfully standing to the side, seemed to realize something was amiss. She hurriedly tore open the invitation that Rovey had just given to everyone, and sure enough, it said—

[I'm going to Agravaine to retrieve someone. You guys wait for me at the pyramids. I'll be back soon to meet up with you. Don't worry about me for now.]

—Rovey Crowley.

"..."

"That forgetful bastard!!"

Artoria angrily drew her sword, wanting to rush back and bring that forgetful guy back, but he had long since disappeared into the vast desert. In the end, she could only feel a surge of impotent rage, secretly keeping this grudge in her heart, waiting to settle the score when he returned.

Upon seeing this, Bedivere, who was standing to the side, revealed a gentle smile.

They have such a good relationship.

It seems I don't need to worry about Wang being wronged, because it's definitely someone else who's being wronged.

For a sinner like myself, such a beautiful ending is truly—

So extravagant...

On the other side, in the white city, which was clearly capable of deflecting all malicious attacks on the pristine city, it could not stop the person in front of it in the slightest.

Even the invincible Gawain Knight, who was known as invincible during the day, was blasted away an unknown distance the moment he encountered him.

This should be a beautiful city, but now it is littered with the corpses of many knights.

The beautiful meadows and pristine white brick roads were littered with corpses, and in one place, they were piled up like a small mountain, resembling a slaughterhouse.

There seemed to be something pressing down beneath the small mountain of corpses, and at the same time, two people were standing beside the mountain of corpses.

"Barbatos, Flauros, have you found them?"

As Goetia strolled through the streets of the White Chalk City he had invaded, he asked his two companions what had happened.

"There is the aura of a king... The king has been here."

Lev Flauros responded immediately, but Barbatos said something else.

"I interrogated several residents, but none of them had ever seen the king."

"That's normal. After all, we were able to infiltrate so easily. If the King were to enter, how could these useless people possibly notice?"

"You're right, Flauros."

Barbatos did not deny this.

"The next step is to keep searching. We have to find Wang no matter what!"

Lev Flauros's tone was incredibly firm.

"Well, we should go. That guy's here."

While the two were talking, Goetia suddenly turned her head and looked toward the direction of the royal palace.

At this moment, the pure white figure standing atop the palace was coldly watching them, and then the Holy Lance in his hand was released without warning, containing the power to pierce the earth.

If it were only Flauros and Barbatos, they would have been killed by now.

But this time—

Goetia simply raised his hand, and a massive magical barrier stretched across half of Camelot, the powerful barrier unwaveringly blocking the Anchor of the Planet's attack.

"The Anchor of the Planet? It's just a boring little toy. The so-called Goddess of the Wild Hunt is nothing but a foolish woman with naive fantasies. Now, you can continue to indulge in your meaningless fantasies until you drown..."

Faced with the Lion King, Goetia had no interest in continuing to entangle with her.

The incineration spell was not fully completed, and he carried less stuff and Demon God Pillars this time than he did when the Fourth Singularity appeared, so his abilities were severely limited. A decisive battle with the Lion King would be too taxing on his abilities.

His purpose in coming here was not to play around with these dying people; finding Solomon was his top priority, so—

"It's time to leave, Flauros, Barbatos."

"Good."

"Yes, ma'am."

With a call from Goetia, the remaining two figures Goetia without hesitation, leaving behind only the ruined Ideal Land.

Chapter 204 He Infiltrated

Near a dark fortress situated on barren, scorched earth, several hundred Purification Knights stood guard over the surrounding area.