The Final Battle (Continued)

"It really feels like a dream."

Rovey looked at his palm and sighed silently, while looking up at the sky.

"... Rovey Lowe, are you nervous?"

Nitocris couldn't help but ask that question.

"Yes... I am nervous, after all, this is my first time leading troops into battle."

Rovey did not deny it, but rather frankly expressed his thoughts.

"I'm terrified that my mistake could lead to the death of a partner who trusts me, and the thought of that outcome makes me tremble, but..."

"There's no turning back now, is there?"

Rovey smiled slightly. At a time like this, thinking about retreating would be utterly pathetic.

After all, everyone present had been waiting for this day to come.

"Then I'll leave the fighting outside to you."

Rovey looked at Nitocris and Artoria, and said with utmost seriousness, "I will definitely make the Lion King fall from his high pedestal."

Artoria: "Yes, don't worry about it, leave it to us."

Nitocris: "Please make sure you return safely."

"By the way, when the time comes, you have to give that guy whose head has been corroded by the Holy Lance a few extra punches for me. Don't hold back."

"Then, what we need to do is very simple: defeat the Lion King, and make sure these fools who still have hope for the future don't sacrifice themselves in vain."

"--I see."

After confirming everyone's intentions, everyone smiled with relief.

Since it is war, there will inevitably be sacrifices, but there is no need to feel sad about it.

Giving up, like the Lion King did, would have led to certain death. They were always on the right path, and even if they died, they had nothing to regret because they were always on the right path.

That's why this army is here.

Vanguard: The Demonic Beast legion led by Nitocris and the soldiers of City of Sand head to the western front to join forces with Gaheris, Bors, Sanzang, and concentrate their firepower to destroy all the defenses set up by Agravaine and weaken the Holy City's magic supply.

Everything is ready.

——

"Kai, Percival, the Purification Knights guarding the front are now in your hands."

"No problem."

"Leave it to me, brother-in-law. Thank you so much for letting us know what we are fighting for, and for showing us a future that brings us peace... Although she is not the Artoria of my world, seeing her find happiness is enough to redeem us."

Kai answered very seriously, and he kept mentioning Artoria in every sentence.

For example, questions like: When are you going to have your wedding ceremony? How many children do you plan to have? What are your plans for the future?

But what I heard most often was that one sentence. "You absolutely must make her happy, or I won't let you off the hook."

"Okay, I understand."

The two exchanged a knowing smile, then simultaneously clenched their fists, transforming their words into invisible language.

Vanguard: Led by Kay and Percival, they directly confront the Sun Knights led by Sir Gawain and break through the city gates.

We are now ready.

——

As the vanguard, their role was to tear a hole in the supposedly invincible defenses of the Holy City, like a sharp blade, so they were all the elite of the elite.

The details have now been confirmed, and what remains is the largest force – the main offensive force.

"Mash, Gudako, you two can go into the city with Changjiang and capture the AI Agravaine on the other side. With you two there, that guy can perform even better."

Rovey approached Ritsuka and Mash and called them by their nicknames.

"Not Mash, nor Gudako, Crowley- senpai's nickname is so strange?"

Ritsuka couldn't help but complain, she seriously doubted Rovey's ability to come up with nicknames.

"Haha, I'm used to calling you that. Anyway, Ritsuka, I'll leave Mash Lancelot to you guys. He always messes things up when he's alone, and I'm not too comfortable with that."

Based on his understanding of Lancelot, Rovey was absolutely uneasy. Although the guy was very skilled in martial arts, his mentality was terrible. He was extremely easy to be Agravaine until he broke down and was defeated.

Although Rovey felt that even a casual fight against Agravaine on the roadside could end in defeat, it was somewhat of a voluntary act, since it was agreed that no one should be left behind, he naturally prepared a plan.

The final angel, Gabriel's blessing, has chosen Lancelot. Now that he is no longer under the control of the Lion King's side, even if Lancelot is swayed by Agravaine, with Mash (Galahad) by his side, Lancelot will not be able to fall.

Moreover, compared to other battlefields, this is the safest, since the opponents are only Agravaine and the Purification Knights.

The decapitation strike team: Lancelot, Mash, Ritsuka, go directly to capture Agravaine.

Standing by.

——

"What is King Hassan's statement? Is he willing to lend a hand in this crisis?"

"Yes, the First Hassan said—[Though it is against the will of Heaven, if things cannot be reversed, I will still lend a hand]."

"Okay, with his guarantee, I feel more at ease."

After having the Cursed Arm relay a message to King Hassan, Rovey breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the reply.

Although this configuration may still not be enough, having King Hassan's help undoubtedly gives them more confidence.

Unlike the villagers and Heroic Spirit present, he knew that there was an even more terrifying existence after the Lion King, and that was the true greatest enemy. Although Goetia did not show up directly, he still had to make preparations in advance to feel at ease.

Cursed Arm, however, did not understand what had happened.

However, he had a vague idea that something unimaginable might happen after the Lion King.

However, this was not his question. The First Hassan spared his life because his time had not yet come. All he needed to do now was to fulfill his mission as best he could.

"To be honest, we never imagined things would turn out this way."

At this Hundred-Faced Hassan put his mask back on and said in a slightly heavy tone.

"Although I can foresee that the upcoming battlefield will inevitably be a bloody meat grinder, and the lives of the villagers will be ruthlessly harvested in the war, war is inherently cruel. It is precisely to reduce the casualties of innocent people that our Hassan Order exists, so..."

"There's no need to care about us, and even less need to carry too much guilt. Use us to your heart's content and bring new hope to this world!" Cursed-Arm Hassan stepped forward and spoke his thoughts with Hundred Faces. This was their final resolve.

"We dwell in darkness, but our blades serve the light; this is the meaning of an assassin's existence."

Zealot: "I have nothing to say. Just give me a goal, and that will be enough. No matter who the opponent is, my sword will never waver!"

"Master... Although I'm quite useless, please feel free to use this body of mine. Even if you break it, just throw it away... Ugh!"

"... Wait, wait, why does the style change when it comes to you?"

Rovey wiped away the Serenity Hassan who seemed ready to sacrifice himself.

In short...

The assassination squad: Serenity Hassan, Hundred-Faced Hassan, Cursed-Arm Hassan, Zealot, and hundreds of other members of the Order are ready.

Enter the Holy City and engage in street battles with those knights; they are the true masters.

——

The duties of everyone else on the battlefield have now been largely assigned.

Apart from the last two knights, one silver and one blond.

Artoria gave Rovey a hug, and Bedivere smiled as he looked at the scene before him.

Their mission was singular: to protect Rovey and ensure he could confront the Lion King directly, engaging her in a one-on-one duel.

Rovey's plan this time is very clear: king against king, general against general, and everyone else is free to act as they see fit, with their own safety being the top priority.

But why them?

That's because Artoria was going to teach another version of herself a lesson, while Bedivere was going to complete her final journey.

The goal I've been pursuing for so long is almost within reach, and this body will soon come to an end, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

It should have felt terrifying, it should have made me want to cry, but—

At this moment, being able to advance alongside his king and his former companions, he felt no fear whatsoever.

Instead, it's more about belief—

He wanted to live; he wanted to become the king's master of ceremonies and witness the king's happiness.

This was his last dream in this life; he had to live to the very end...

In any case, this was Knights of the Round Table 'Bedivere final farewell.

Since it's the final curtain call, we can't afford to be half-hearted anymore.

He looked at the Golden King of Knights beside him, then gently gripped the sword in his hand, his eyes no longer showing any confusion.

——

Inside the Mountain Village at this moment.

"Go, or not go? Go? Not go? Go... or not go?"

Bored out of her mind, Mordred sat on the cliff, fiddling with the bare flower stamen in her hand, her eyes filled with anguish.

Although it was she who suggested not wanting to betray the family, which is why she was assigned to guard this village with only elderly people and children, when she was truly left alone, her feelings were still unexpectedly complicated, and she felt a sense of emptiness.

Now only she and that archer are left in the whole village, and she really wants to go to the battlefield and fight alongside her father.

But when Mordred thought about the fact that the person on the other side was another father, she didn't know what to do.

'To betray us again like Lancelot? That's too much...'

"Then I'll leave this place to you, Mordred. I need to head to my battlefield..."

Just as Mordred was struggling with what to do, the black-haired older brother carrying a bow and arrow patted her on the shoulder and then prepared to leave the village.

"Archer? You're that Arash guy..."

This scene left Mordred looking puzzled, and then he shouted, "Didn't you stay here to protect the village with me? Now that they've all gone far away, what can you do if you go with them?"

"Ah, that's how it was supposed to be arranged too. I was a little uncomfortable that everyone else went to fight and I was left alone in the village. But that guy also assigned me a new mission. My actual battlefield is on the other side."

Arash replied with a smile.

"Another place?"

Upon hearing this, Mordred looked puzzled, unable to imagine where else besides the Holy City could be a battlefield.

However, when she looked in the direction Arash was pointing to the sky, she saw a huge pyramid floating towards the Mountain Village, which made her mouth drop open.

"Then goodbye, Mordred, I'm leaving this village in your care."

After bidding Mordred a final farewell, Arash leaped up and grabbed the massive rope dropped from above the pyramid, quickly climbing back up.

All that remained was Mordred, brandishing her sword and shouting, "Take me with you!" "I haven't even gotten on the train yet!"

"Hahahahahahaha—!!"

"It is truly unexpected that there is such a radiant person as you in the Mountain Village. Great hero from the East, your and your best friend's perseverance, courage and will have brought me a long-lost joy."

"Although I find the tactic of dragging the Lion King into this extremely absurd, I am equally impressed by his will and courage. Since my dearest friend has put in such effort, how can I, the sun, leave in the shadows? Now, let me properly punish the true face of the culprit who impersonated the Magic King and instigated the Humanity Incineration!!"

The familiar laughter echoed through the empty pyramid once again.

"Alright, although I don't know much about the situation, I will help your Sun King."

Arash looked at Rameses II, the Sun King, who burst into laughter whenever he saw him, and was somewhat puzzled.

However, he knew that the enemy he was facing was indeed unexpected.

Rather than fighting on the front lines, what the two of them had to do was to do everything in their power to defeat the mastermind behind the Humanity Incineration.

Although this arrangement sounded extremely unreasonable, Arash didn't hesitate at all. This was exactly what he wanted to do—to stop the Demon God King and all that...

Isn't this exactly what a hero does?

Rameses II had heard that Arash was here, which is why he sent the Grand Temple over and specifically brought him along.

In his view, the upcoming battle would be even more dangerous than facing the Lion King, and only true heroes could be put to good use on such a battlefield.