Ex-Machina in Dimensional Travel

Such casual disregard naturally drew a faintly dissatisfied growl from the black dragon.

The puppet ignored the growl. After giving it a few casual strokes, he turned to look at the Silver-armed Knight kneeling before the king not far away.

At that moment, Bedivere's original silver prosthetic arm had vanished, replaced by a Right Arm of Light that continuously leaked magical energy.

A "longsword" lay quietly in his hands. The king before the knight widened her eyes as though she had seen something utterly shocking the instant she saw it.

The tremor in her eyes silently revealed the Lion King's shock.

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something. Even the injuries on her body could not disrupt her thoughts.

Though he had never seen it before, Xiu Er recognized the weapon at a glance.

It was the legendary Holy Sword of King Arthur—Excalibur.

It was also what that knight wished to return.

Xiu Er did not care about the conversation between the master and servant, but since he was not far away, their voices inevitably reached the puppet's ears.

"This sword...?!"

The Lion King stared at the sword in his hands in astonishment. The moment she saw that Holy Sword, a memory suddenly flashed through her mind.

"You are...?"

The face of that silver knight, and the two of them discussing their hopes for the kingdom's future.

Everything—the lost memories surged back like a tide, freeing the "personality" bound by the Holy Lance.

Only then did the king named Artoria Pendragon finally "awaken."

"Bed... Bedivere...?"

She wanted to rise, but the moment that thought appeared, pain swiftly overwhelmed her mind.

Having lost the Holy Sword, her form was no longer fixed in "childhood," yet the Eternal Life bestowed upon her still clung to her like a