A God's Heart Unconnected to Celestia
"Your Majesty."
The wise man who led the way bowed respectfully to Arthur.
This is a royal secret. The late king once said that no one should enter this place to disturb her slumber until the very last moment.
Gawain and Lancelot also bowed.
After that, it became inconvenient for them to travel together.
Arthur nodded.
Taking a step, treading on the water, I slowly walked towards the legendary Isle of Slumber.
Upon arriving on the island
A refreshing floral fragrance wafted over, and Arthur looked up.
In the center of the island, a crystal coffin lay quietly.
Then, a golden light flashed in the corner of his eye.
Arthur looked over, his pupils contracting slightly.
A long spear with golden fluid was stuck in the crystal coffin.
It was this gun that allowed the original king to remain immortal.
Humans, who were given the 'Law of Redemption' by the world, were also the first humans on Earth to obtain the World Law.
However, after helping Britain drive away the demons, it fell into a deep sleep.
The Holy Lance used outside was merely a projection.
According to legend, this ancestor who ascended to godhood possessed the power to wield the holy spear infinitely.
With a mix of trepidation and excitement, Arthur began to approach the crystal coffin.
In an instant, the previously calm Holy Lance suddenly burst into light.
Arthur's pupils suddenly contracted.
The next second
Bang!
A golden spear-sword slammed heavily onto the blade of the Sword of Promised Victory.
Cold sweat dripped down Arthur's forehead.
Wow, so fast!
If he hadn't drawn his sword in time, he would have been pierced through by now.
But the crisis came quickly and went quickly.
The Sword of Promised Victory seemed to resonate with the Holy Lance.
Only after "noticing" the visitor's identity did the Holy Lance projection in the void slowly dissipate.
Arthur also breathed a sigh of relief.
His anticipation for this Saintess grew even stronger.
He slowly approached the crystal coffin.
Then I saw a blonde girl lying quietly in the crystal, just like the legendary Sleeping Beauty.
The moment Arthur saw the woman, a look of amazement flashed in his eyes.
This was absolutely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life.
After praising it, Arthur turned his gaze to the holy spear stuck in the crystal coffin.
'If this gun is pulled out, the Saintess can be revived...'
"Phew~"
Take a deep breath.
Arthur stretched out his hands and grasped the Holy Lance.
But only for a moment
The intense burning sensation caused him to let out a muffled groan.
Steam rose from my palm.
Only
He was, after all, a king; he couldn't possibly give up just because of a little pain.
"Drink!"
As Arthur roared, his spiritual energy spread out, causing countless flower petals to flutter up.
"Get out here now—!!"
Laugh!
A friction sound rang out
The woman inside the crystal coffin, whose eyes were tightly closed, suddenly opened her emerald-green eyes.
Bang!
The immense energy spread out, and Arthur was thrown back.
"Um?"
Archer Artoria Lily, who was watching TV, suddenly looked up.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, it must be my imagination," Archer Artoria Lily shook his head.
Chapter 543 The Heart of God, Not Connected to Celestia
The girl stretched out her slender, jade-like hand and gently placed it on the crystal coffin.
A hint of doubt appeared in his pupils.
However
The instant she touched it
Click!
A cracking sound rang out.
Immediately afterwards
With a loud 'bang', the crystal coffin shattered.
The girl fell directly into the sea of flowers.
The fragrance wafted over, gradually calming her previously bewildered expression.
"Rhongomyniad"
The girl called out softly.
The holy spear, plunged into the soil, transformed into a golden torrent that flowed into the girl's body.
Silver Chalk Armor appeared all around him.
Her expression was indifferent, completely different from the little girl she had shown before.
"What do you want from me?"
His voice was calm, like that of a deity from the heavens.
Even Arthur could feel the cold in the air.
Was this the original 'King'?
"Saintess Highness, I am Britain Pendragon, the 562nd monarch of Kaid."
"562nd appointment..."
Hearing this distant number, a hint of melancholy appeared in Lia's eyes.
The deceased is gone.
In this world, there is no one she knows anymore...
Then, Arthur told Lia about the spatial rift.
(All Britain monarchs have referred to themselves as Arthur, in honor of their predecessors.)
He also told Lia about the destruction of the Demon Realm Otherworldly Gods, which made a difference in Lia's eyes.
Even so, she could only temporarily drive the demons back to their homeland; killing the Otherworldly God was simply impossible.
"My affairs will remain a secret for now."
"Ah?"
There's a place I'd like to visit.
Lia turned her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through the void.
"Yes, Saintess Highness!"
Arthur said respectfully.
He deserves my respect, both for his abilities and his seniority.
"Please, Your Saintess, take this opportunity to come to me."
"Um."
Britain
Forest of Miracles
This area was originally part of the Nordic territory, but it was forcibly separated from Britain five hundred years ago.
A blonde girl walked quietly through the woods.
The scenery inside the woods is just as it was five hundred years ago.
When she returned after resolving the crisis in Britain, he had already left.
After driving away the monsters, she stayed here for decades.
The Holy Lance was constantly eroding her.
But she didn't complain; sacrifices are always unavoidable when gaining power.
But...
She stretched out her slender fingers and gently touched the rough tree trunk, memories swirling in her eyes.
"Until the very end, I never got to see you, Lord Zhongli..."
She sealed herself in a crystal coffin only after her parents died.
In this way, the last vestiges of humanity are preserved.
I just hope to see Ling Yuan one more time.
Unfortunately, the person I was waiting for never came.
Her humanity will probably disappear completely in Empress...
Wow~
A gentle breeze blows, and withered leaves fall.
The girl reached out her hand, and a dry leaf fell into her palm.
Is it late autumn already?
"Hurry up, faster! The enemy won't wait for you to slowly swing your knife."