The Final Battle

Artoria was stunned by this scene; she never imagined that the original Nitocris would suddenly turn into this.

Although she can keep up now, it still feels a bit awkward.

So Artoria didn't hesitate to touch the black crystal that Nitocris had just touched.

"Oh, oh, oh, this is... emotions and feelings are all coming out!"

Then her hair turned from blonde to gray, the single stray hair that stood up disappeared, and her original armor was replaced by a black dress. And then...

The arrival of the two soft touches made Rovey forget how to think for a moment.

Seeing Artoria approaching from the other side, Rovey couldn't help but ask a question.

"... Saber Alter, when did you arrive?"

Unbeknownst to them, the boundaries between the three had been completely broken, with Artoria and Nitocris taking complete control.

Rovey could not tolerate it and began to retaliate.

The next moment, the three of them collapsed onto the couch, and the real battle had begun.

Faced with Artoria and Nitocris, one of whom was a humanoid female Tyrannosaurus Rex and the other an incarnation of Egypt god of the underworld, Rovey abandoned his great advantage as Magus and instead took to the field himself, stacking physical attacks.

However, due to the difference in strength, they were at a disadvantage and, after being controlled, could only deal armor-piercing damage and subsequent puncture damage.

After fooling around for who knows how long.

The sky, which was still quite dark, suddenly began to lighten with the first hint of dawn.

"Well... let's treat this as the last bit of revelry before the battle."

After being tormented by these two guys for quite a while, Rovey closed his eyes and then muttered a sigh.

He sensed that although the All the World's Evil had the ability to reverse Heroic Spirit, the fact that he had suppressed and purified it was not enough to corrupt a person; it could only allow a person to release the repressed parts of their heart.

The fact that Artoria and Nitocris are gradually regaining their original hair color is perfect proof of this.

Only--

Although they had regained their original consciousness, neither of them opened their eyes.

Artoria and Nitocris rested their heads on Rovey's shoulders, their eyes slightly closed, enjoying the brief moment when Rovey wasn't busy with something.

What they had always longed for was right beside them at that moment.

'Seriously... goodnight.'

Meanwhile, on the other side of the mountain...

With binoculars in hand, Kai was sticking out his rear end like a caterpillar, peering into the house on Rovey's side. Although he couldn't see anything from there, he kept looking in that direction, completely ignoring Mordred, who was about to start a fight behind him.

"Kai, are you out of your mind? You called me out here saying we were going to fight, but what are you doing standing there with binoculars looking around?"

When Mordred saw that Kai was ignoring her, she snatched the binoculars and glanced briefly in the direction of Rovey, but could see nothing except for the blurry shadows of people leaning against each other by the window.

"What do you know, you little brat? This is a fantastic opportunity."

Kai snatched the binoculars and put them away, but Mordred was puzzled by the strange smile on his face.

"Fine, are you going to fight or not? If you're not going to fight, I'm going back to find Father and Nitocris..."

But seeing his posture, it was clear he didn't want to fight anymore, so Mordred lost interest and was about to go back to find Artoria when—

"You come back here, Mordred!"

Kai, as if possessed by a war god, pulled Mordred back. "—Don't you even know what filial piety is?! How dare you disturb your father at a time like this? Are you courting death?"

"???"

Mordred was left bewildered by Kai's sudden outburst.

Filial piety and righteousness?

Why can't she understand what Kai is saying?

Kai wasn't in the mood to explain to Mordred, a teenager; he was in a better mood than if he'd put on a new pair of long johns.

After all, this was his long-cherished wish!

Kai's wish for the Phoenix was not for himself, but for his younger sister, Artoria. And his long-cherished wish was actually very simple: to let Artoria live as a woman, not as a king.

He was already happy to learn that Artoria from another world hadn't ended up as a queen but instead had her own life and traveled. Now, seeing that Artoria, that humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, had actually found someone to rely on as a woman and started a family, Kai was even happier.

Although she wasn't his sister from his own world, the other Al was still his sister. Seeing this ending, for him, even dying was worth it...

As for Mordred was still looking completely bewildered...

Hehe...

This fool probably wouldn't even know if he suddenly had a younger brother or sister one day.

However, now there is only one thing I need to do.

"Come on, Mordred, let's train hard here all night!"

Kai drew his Flame Sword and slashed heavily at Mordred, who was trying to leave.

Even if it costs Mordred his life, he won't let this troublemaker leave here today.

Moreover, after witnessing such an ending, he had nothing left to regret.

At this moment, the Lion King Queen could never have imagined that, because of her other self, her beloved brother, Sir Kay, who had the heart of a parent, would have another motivation to kill her.

Chapter 210 The Final Battle

As dawn was just breaking.

Rovey woke up feeling refreshed the next morning.

Well, he felt more tired than anything else. After all, his body was currently busy preparing a great gift for the Lion King, but this gift was first experienced by himself and the people around him.

Although the situation was extremely complicated, in any case, Rovey got rid of a hat.

As for the other two...

After waking up and saying something that sounded like a declaration of sovereignty, they quickly found their own reasons and left.

It's clear that she doesn't know how to accept the change in her identity for the time being.

Although it was quite crazy at first, the crystal was only a tiny fraction of the total amount, so Alter only appeared for a short time. After taking that step, they gradually regained their senses and realized that it was indeed not the time to be too indulgent.

So, after they tidied their clothes and rested together for a while, it all came to an end.

Moreover, now, Rovey has expanded the mission from simply bringing Artoria home to bringing Nitocris along as well, further increasing the difficulty.

But Rovey was willing.

Plans are plans, and changes are changes—of course he wouldn't abandon anyone.

Stretching, and hearing the assembly call that signaled the start of the battle, the three of them, each with their own distinct feelings, arrived at the agreed meeting point.

The outer canyon of the Mountain Village was a place where the Mountain People would never linger, protected by the forests and hills and by the various dangers outside the forests. However, at this moment, all sorts of people were standing here.

Their clothing and weapons were all different, and even their races... no, there were differences between different ethnic groups.

The people present had once been opposed by factions or driven by the instinct for survival, locked in a life of hunting and being hunted. But now, these resolute individuals had transcended their past divisions and conflicts, completely severing ties with their former adversaries. They stood side by side, united by a single, unwavering goal—to reclaim the future of this world.

The Demonic Beast Legion, the Desert Warriors, the Mountain People, Hassan, and the Knights of the Round Table.

In the beginning, if someone had said they could bring these people together, it would have sounded like an impossible feat. However, through the efforts and efforts of one person, and because no one was willing to surrender to destruction, guided by faith and light, this cobbled-together army, which had no coordination or communication whatsoever, miraculously appeared on this land.

At this moment, at the very front of the vast army, a young man whose demeanor seemed out of place with the group rode his Sand Sphinx as beautiful and dazzling as the starry sky. He looked around at the army that he had led and which had been formed, and seemed to say something.

His identity is extremely special; he is a miracle walking among humans, a pillar of strength, a traveler from another world, someone recognized by the First Hassan, someone respected by the Knights of the Round Table, and also—

Cleopatra!

"Queen Consort!!"

The untimely words from the Desert Legion and the Knights of the Round Table caused Rovey was at the front counting the ranks, to stumble. However, this action did not seem to bother anyone at the moment; instead, everyone laughed with relief, after all, this was the final moment.

Regardless of the circumstances, his achievements cannot be denied. He transformed the chaotic battlefield into a unified whole, bringing together the Mountain People were merely trying to survive and the desert people who were simply living in the present for the same goal: to seize their future. His existence gave everyone courage.

Even all Hassan and the knights genuinely acknowledged this miracle-maker.

If he had been born in an era of knights and war, he would surely have been a renowned knight.

If he had been born in a chaotic era, he would surely have been a king who could have achieved immortal feats.

If he walks through dark and chaotic times, then he is a wise man who guides humanity forward.

His very existence is a miracle, a gift from God to humankind.

Some believers who fled Jerusalem, upon learning of the war, took up arms and resolutely followed the Child of God, even though they had not received any training.

No matter how small their strength may be, a single spark can start a prairie fire if they are gathered together. At this moment, they are all an indispensable part of the army.

Meanwhile, the elderly priest closest to the front of the group, who had learned some miracles and was responsible for guiding the refugees into battle, was also watching Rovey's figure with utmost piety.

Although he was far away, he still noticed that Rovey's lips moved slightly. He couldn't help but feel awe at this. He thought that at the last moment before the entire army launched its attack, this miracle walking among men would surely say something that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Is it as the God Child recounting divine pronouncements from the Lord?

Is it a speech that inspires and moves people as a king?

Or do they see themselves as heroes, merely praising the miracles they have created?

Could it be something like: After this battle, I'll go back and marry the two queens?

Being in different positions, everyone in the army was guessing what Rovey was saying at this moment. Because of their different identities and positions, their imagined versions were naturally different. However, no one said it out loud, after all, this was just a small episode before the battle.

However, the reality is—

"Hey, Crowley, should I call you Saint or Brother-in-law now?"

"Just call me by my real name, Kai."

"Hey! That's perfect, since we're all family now."

With Kai holding his neck, Rovey smiled slightly. Beside him, apart from the knights such as Bors, Gaheris, Lancelot who had been sent to the other side of the battlefield, Bedivere and Kai were also watching Rovey's situation with smiles.

As a big mouth in Britannia, he naturally revealed what happened last night, so that the Knights of the Round Table who were still in the village knew that the matter had been settled and were in a good mood.

Aside from Mordred's extremely complicated feelings—having lost both her expensive adoptive mother and her cheap biological father during her rebellious phase—she was certain that no one would care about her thoughts now.

At this moment, the Knights of the Round Table had only one thought in their minds.

"Survive, and then attend the king's wedding!!"

They raised their weapons and shouted, which made Artoria smile helplessly.

She hadn't seen the Knights of the Round Table so happy in a long time.

Seeing the energetic Knights of the Round Table and the entire group, Rovey, riding on his Sand Sphinx, couldn't help but feel impressed.

"Okay, everyone needs to survive. I want to see everyone present."

"Certainly!"

"We will live up to our mission."

Although he had made preparations, it was still a bit too much for him to personally lead an army of ten thousand men to launch a new Crusades against the Holy City.

Even though his own existence was a miracle, seeing so many heroes and warriors under his command still filled him with a surge of heroic spirit.

At this moment, Rovey suddenly understood the King of Conquerors's ambition. However, unlike Iskandar's conquests in the yellow sand, he was about to lead these warriors, who were full of hope and future, into the sacred and untouchable Camelot Sanctuary to defeat all the stubborn enemies and finally drag the high and mighty gods who denied humanity down from their altar.

Although both are expeditions, their goals are completely different.

One is for oneself, and the other is for the goal in everyone's heart.

Even though Rovey didn't think he had any ability to command thousands of troops, and this army was not only built by him but also by the joint efforts of many people, there was no need for him to continue to belittle himself at this moment.

Even if he borrowed everyone's strength, the team in front of him was able to gather here only because he was the center.

There's nothing to be afraid of anymore...

Rovey clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

Initially, he was just a small Magus struggling to survive in the Holy Grail War. Through continuous progress, he has unknowingly accumulated such power and brilliance, and now he has become one of the beings capable of determining the fate of the world.