A Free Lancelot

"Then let's push back."

Ling Yuan said, listening to Romani's words.

"What?"

Before Romano could react, golden light condensed between Ling Yuan's hands.

As the sandstorm blew up, a golden spear appeared before the people.

"This, how is this possible?!"

Romani stared blankly at the data on the panel.

Everyone was stunned and stood there.

"The Holy Lance..."

Mordred was the first to realize that she would never forget the gun that had stabbed her to death.

Indeed, what appeared in Ling Yuan's hands was none other than the Rhongomyniad.

"Ling Yuan, you always bring us surprises every time you appear," Iskandar couldn't help but say.

Sometimes I really wonder if you are the world itself.

"Never mind that, I still prefer you calling me the man of the World's Will," Ling Yuan teased.

Iskandar: "Emmm"

"There's another Holy Lance..." Bedivere's pupils contracted.

He instinctively gripped his silver arm.

"When the Holy Lance is used against the Holy Lance, they can largely cancel each other out."

Romani wasn't entirely sure either, but it was worth a try!

"Then let's give it a try!"

Ling Yuan looked at the Holy Judgment in the sky, gripped the Holy Lance with both hands, and began to chant the Liberation Prayer.

"Radiance shines even at the end of the road—"

"This is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky apart and connects the earth."

"Holy Lance, pull anchor!"

The moment he finished speaking, Ling Yuan opened his eyes and aimed them at the Holy Judgment, which was locked in a stalemate with the Excalibur.

"Rhongo—myniad (The Spear That Shines to the End)!"

Bang!

With a furious shout, the air exploded, and Ling Yuan threw the holy spear in his hand.

In mid-air, the Holy Lance transformed into a golden cone of light and shot out toward the sky!

The terrifying recoil created a gust of wind that forced the people behind them to take several steps back, and the house was blown away.

Buzz—

The Spear That Shines to the End struck the Holy Judgment.

There was no explosion as expected; instead, ripples appeared in the sky, and golden light poured down like a heavy rain.

It was as if the Buddha was saving all sentient beings.

At the same time

Holy City

The goddess Rhongomyniad, who was at the top of the holy city, couldn't help but take a step back because of the Holy Judgment's effect.

He frowned as he looked at his slightly burned hand.

"The Judgment... was rejected?"

Chapter 456 Lancelot Given Away for Free

Lancelot silently watched the Holy Judge disappear into the distance and then let out a breath.

Then he rode slowly toward the village.

He couldn't be mistaken about that light; it belonged to the one and only king he had sworn an oath to!

"Really, it canceled out?" Romani asked, stunned.

The other Knights of the Round Table also showed expressions of amazement.

Mordred and Tristan were the most confused.

They witnessed an outsider wielding both of the king's weapons.

"Ling Yuan, when did you obtain the Holy Lance?" Saber, having put down the Holy Sword, asked the question that had been lingering in her mind.

The others also secretly leaned in to listen.

"This?" Ling Yuan lifted the Holy Lance. "I made it myself."

"Do you want it? It's yours."

With that, Ling Yuan placed the Holy Lance into Saber's hand.

"???"

Ling Yuan's action completely baffled Saber and the others.

Such a powerful Noble Phantasm, you just give it up like that?

"Ling Yuan, do you have any more of these Noble Phantasm? Can you give me one?" Iskandar instantly lost his composure.

His love of money rekindled.

"What, you want one for everyone?"

"Haha, it's not impossible," Iskandar laughed, completely unconcerned.

Iskandar is a man who can transform awkwardness into grandeur.

"That's it, just that one. I gave it to Saber." Ling Yuan shrugged.

"That's such a shame. If you find anything good in the future, please consider me first."

After giving a few perfunctory replies, Ling Yuan looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka and asked, "What are you planning to do next?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka was taken aback. When he noticed that Ling Yuan was looking at him, he said, "I want to try again. If Ozymandias joins in, the chances of winning this battle will be very high."

"The army is a problem. Although we are all Knights of the Round Table, we need at least four knights to face Gawain under the sun," Tristan said.

Have you ever thought about this?

"What if Gawain and Agravain were also on King Arthur's side now?" Waver whispered.

Upon hearing this, all the officials were shocked.

In an instant

Everyone's thoughts were also opened up.

Indeed, Agravain's wish was to maintain the stability of the Round Table, Gawain wanted to be loyal.

But all of this has one prerequisite: a true king!

The Lion King of today is merely a false king, while King Arthur is the only king for whom all the Knights of the Round Table swore an oath.

So, this battle was never one-on-one from the start; it was two against one.

It doesn't matter whether there's a Sun King or not.

But that's true for Saber and her friends. For the people of Chaldea, while defeating the Lion King is important, the Holy Grail is equally important.

"Lord Cursed Arm, a knight is entering the territory."

In the darkness, Hassan the Hundred Faces Man reappears to deliver the intelligence.

"Knight?"

Cursed Arm murmured to himself, finally fixing his gaze on Saber and the others.

Now, the only places in this world with knights besides this place are the Holy City.

"Gawain will stay in the Holy City, Agravain will serve the Lion King, so there will only be one knight outside." Mordred and Tristan exchanged a glance.

"Lancelot".

Saber said with a complicated expression.

The image of Lancelot turning to the dark side is still vivid in my mind.

"Let him in. I'm sure that ideal knight won't cause any trouble," Arash said.

Cursed Arm nodded to Hundred Faces, and immediately, Hundred Faces Hassan disappeared.

Soon

A knight clad in purple armor, led by Hassan the Hundred Faces, approached Saber.

"My King!"

Upon seeing Arthur, he immediately knelt on one knee, showing the highest knightly courtesy.

"Rise, Lord Lancelot."

"Mordred, Tristan..."

Lancelot, who had just stood up, was stunned when he saw the two people behind Saber.

"Hey, Lancelot, you're late," Mordred chuckled.

"I knew you'd come, Uncle," Kai said to Lancelot with relief.

At this point, all the Knights of the Round Table summoned by the Lion King, except for the two from his own faction, had abandoned the darkness and embraced the light.

"So, I was the only one kept in the dark?" Lancelot scratched his head.

"Lancelot, now that you're here, it means you've already confirmed it, right?" Saber asked.

"Yes, please forgive my previous speculation, but after witnessing your star-like brilliance, I have come to realize that you are King Arthur to whom I pledge my allegiance!" Lancelot said solemnly.

After Lancelot returned, the Knights of the Round Table finally reunited after a long time.

"Come, come, Uncle, let me introduce you. This is my sister."

Kai pulled Mash in front of Lancelot.

"?"

"Um, nice to meet you, Father Odusan," Mash said shyly.

"Bang!"

Lancelot smashed the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

She stared blankly at Mash in front of her.

"Haha, Uncle's expression is so funny."

"Kai, what's going on?"

"My name is Mash Kyrielight, and the name of the Heroic Spirit within me is... Galahad."

The next day

Under Lancelot's leadership.

The group bypassed the mountains and arrived at the lower reaches of the river.

There, rows of tents stood.

"This is..." Tristan was stunned by what he saw.

"Besides Lord Lancelot's army, there are other soldiers here, aren't there?" Bedivere asked, looking around.

Lancelot slowly said, "Those chosen by the Holy Grail War can only be sent to the Holy Capital. I have not received any orders on what to do with those who are not chosen. In other words, this is my private army."

"Hey, Lancelot, isn't this a rebellion?"

"I really don't want to be told that by you," Lancelot sighed.