Rovi's First Time?!

"Oh my, you must be Artoria? My name is Melly, a court Magecraft from Britain, and I've vowed to train you to be as great as Rovi!"

"You must become an excellent Royal Authority, save Britannia from Vortigern's clutches, just like that Advisor of Rome from hundreds of years ago, and bring true peace to this country!"

"Officer Rovi, though he never actually sat on the throne, he led Rome to its true golden age. I can see that you are qualified to inherit his power—"

"Ria, draw this sword, become queen, and let him come near!"

"My king, draw the holy lance, Bhavtiggen, and unleash the power of the storm from the king of the Wild Hunt, Lovina!"

"..."

Rovi, Rovi, Rovi... The girl named Artoria is a special being created by a court Magecraft is half-Nightmare and half-human and Queen Uther of Camelot through mysterious means. She is a being who inherits the power of the red dragon. After her birth, these two words can often be heard.

It all started with his teacher, Melly, the court Magecraft from Britannia.

Later, it came from many people around me.

Her friends, her brother, her subordinates...

Those were people from the past who have already passed away.

That was once a great existence.

Great and glorious.

Everyone wanted to get close to him, and everyone felt that they were qualified to inherit his will and power... Although the initial Artoria wore a smile, she also felt a sense of rejection amidst these constant disturbances.

Despite her rejection and aversion, the girl, destined to become a queen from birth, also possesses her own beliefs.

She doesn't want to be anyone.

I don't want to be anyone's heir.

She had witnessed the suffering of the people in the region of northern Britannia ruled by Vortigern.

So, despite the rejection, she continued to move forward in the way everyone else had suggested.

Losing oneself and abandoning oneself.

To become 'king'.

Then one must abandon oneself.

This was Artoria's realization at the moment she pulled the Sword in the Stone after King Uther's death and became King Camelot.

That was also the 'Wang Yu' that she believed belonged to her in the beginning.

"This is wrong."

After becoming queen, Artoria led the warriors of Camelot and the knights loyal to her in a war against Vortigern, who was constantly oppressing her from the north.

In that final, sharp spurt, in response to the desires of countless people, Artoria drew the Holy Spear 'Rhongomyniad', only to hear this sound.

"The so-called Royal Authority should stand before all the people and guide them, not become their puppet."

"Royal Authority should embrace his most sincere self; Royal Authority should uphold his most authentic self!"

That was the voice emanating from the Holy Spear 'Rhongomyniad'.

That was the will, the lingering shadow, left behind by the one who created the Holy Lance.

Artoria heard me.

In the time that followed, as she was filled with anxieties about the series of calamities caused by the Britannia, that voice continued to echo in her ears.

That was just a remnant of will.

That was merely the shadow that person left behind in the world.

The King of Knights knew this.

He had accompanied her through countless hardships, and in the long years of holding the Holy Lance and traversing the ages, that shadow became Artoria's only pillar of support.

From rejection to acceptance.

From dislike to habit.

From dependence to liking.

... longing to get closer, to touch its true existence.

"Although I have never actually met Lord Rovi, I am very familiar with your appearance, your voice, and the true nature you reveal!"

As the horse galloped across the sky, its pale, majestic form neighing in the air, the King of Knights, in the instant of soaring into the heavens, had already shed his cold, silver-white armor, revealing the beauty he had never shown to others before.

The dark blue robe clung tightly to her body, sweeping across her smooth, flat abdomen. Her magnificent, bulging breasts seemed to burst open, surging and undulating. Her figure was indescribably mature and beautiful, yet at this moment, she clung tightly to the sacred Rovi.

—Not with their backs turned.

is face to face.

"Lord Rovi!?"

Rovi gazed at the beautiful face so close to his eyes.

Her long golden hair swayed in the wind, and her azure eyes gazed at Rovi she held tightly in her arms.

At this moment, Artoria Pendragon was laughing heartily.

Having learned the whole story, Rovi just wanted to curse that half-Nightmare court Magecraft from Avalon...

What a promising talent!

How could it be so 'ruined'?!

"Now, it's too late for regrets— Rovi!"

Seeing Rovi's silence, Artoria could roughly guess what he was thinking. The King of Knights, who had faced his remaining will and the real shadow he left in the world over the long years, actually understood Rovi: "Although I don't like Melly, the only thing I'm grateful for is that she introduced me to you!"

"If the Holy Lance had not been created by you, I would have been unable to cross the prophesied end!"

"—We can only painfully witness Camelot's demise!"

Camelot's ultimate fate was to disappear.

This marks the final chapter of the Age of Gods.

That is also inevitable.

The ending remains unchanged, but the process is extraordinary. After Camelot disappeared in the time of King Arthur, he naturally succeeded the next dynasty.

There was no turmoil, no collapse.

Just as the sun sets and the moon rises, another day arrives.

"I am grateful to Melly for introducing me to you, because of you, I have been changed."

"In the past, I could only gaze at your illusory shadow."

"Now--"

"I want to truly touch you."

" —Rovi."

"This is the wish I, Ying Sheng, made when I was summoned!"

Artoria leaned down slightly, bringing her face close to Rovi's.

Her feelings.

It has accumulated over a long period of time and has long since solidified into love.

She gripped the Holy Lance of the Storm in one hand and the reins in the other, urging her horse on. Her outstretched arms revealed a beautiful, semi-circular shape, and her swaying hips, rounded and curved, rested on the horse's back.

Her long, white, bare legs swayed and trembled, tightly clamping around Rovi, who was embracing her face to face.

Hooves fell from the sky, and the horse's back swayed and bounced.

The two, embracing each other, were also subtly bumping and rubbing against each other.

A blush appeared on the beautiful King of Knights's face.

Joy and delight.

"I have gazed at you countless times, and now—I hope that you will gaze at me as well."

"Truly come to my side!"

Hee hee hee!

As the horse galloped forward, facing Artoria's undisguised words, Rovi fell silent, feeling a bit of a headache.

As the Sage of Uruk, he doesn't have much close-combat ability.

At such close range, all movements were locked down—the plump legs that were clamping his body looked fair and tender, but they possessed astonishing strength.

Unable to break free.

Even the slightest movement could lead to an extremely ambiguous situation.

She didn't want to hurt herself.

The embrace, however, was intense and passionate, so intense that even Rovi could not ignore the depth of its affection.

A mature queen, yet like a little girl.

Embracing the beloved who had previously been veiled.

However, Artoria's actions also earned her the wrath of another Royal Authority!

"Foolish woman, put down the King's friend!"

There was a bang.

The ground was shattered like never before.

Golden ripples shimmered and the Ship of Heaven, gleaming and speeding, appeared in an instant.

Gilgamesh leaped aboard, propelling the ancient king's chariot through the air in a dazzling streak of light.

The Ship of Heaven, woven from gold and zugu green silk, already existed in the time of Uruk.

At this moment, after a long period of time, it underwent a complete sublimation, becoming the prototype of ' Vimana ' in Indian Mythology and ancient epics, gaining higher performance, faster speed, and stronger attack power.

In the instant it rose, it caught up with Artoria's figure.

The King of Knights's mount is also an extremely powerful Phantasmal Species, Divine Being level steed named [East Starion], which is imbued with the aura left behind by the eight-legged pegasus that Rovi possessed when he was the King of the Wild Hunt.

Even when facing the enraged Gilgamesh, it was difficult for him to create distance from the Divine Being level phantom beasts.

For Gilgamesh...

Losing a friend was the most painful thing for him.

Although they met again later.

No matter what, he never wants to go through that again!

"Mongrel!"

The king's roar exploded in the sky.

In the darkness, two shimmering lights drew near in an instant!

"Teacher, Gilgamesh is enraged..."

"My King—"

"Shut up, you bastard!"

In a fit of rage, Gilgamesh abruptly severed his master- Tohsaka Tokiomi. In the basement of the Tohsaka Family, Tohsaka Tokiomi looked at the dim Command Spell on the back of his hand and gave a bitter smile.

There's nothing I can do...

"I'll go take a look too!" A voice that Kirei Kotomine could hear came from behind him.

The tall, young priest gave an almost imperceptible nod. "You are free to do as you please; I will not interfere."

"Kiritsugu... should we retreat first?" On the banks of the Sueto River, Hisau Maya's Emiya Kiritsugu, asked with some concern.

Emiya Kiritsugu refused. "No—watch!"

"First, inform the Einzbern Family not to take any action, so that they don't think they can act recklessly just because they have an incomplete lineage of the Third Magic."

The not-so-young Magus Killer clearly remembered that the so-called Einzbern Family was nothing more than a family of androids created by the student of the 'pseudo- Third Magic User ' who had mastered an incomplete Third Magic, in order to replicate his teacher.

That ' Pseudo-Third Magic User ' was nothing more than the good-for-nothing student of the true Third Magic User, Rovi, the Advisor of Rome, at the beginning of the century AD.

Separated by several generations, they could not possibly have any similarities; incomplete True Magic would inevitably be suppressed by complete True Magic.

Therefore, we cannot take any risks before we have truly confirmed Rovi's full identity!

"Yes."

"..."

Ignore the actions of those below and those around you.

A deafening roar exploded in the sky. In the instant he drew near, Gilgamesh activated the attack capabilities of the Ship of Heaven!

Beneath the ship, which had unfurled its emerald green wings, points of light appeared; magic materialized into tangible energy, burning and converging, aiming at the target.

"Ha, the enraged King of Gold?! Your Royal Authority, you mustn't be so furious!"

The King of Knights didn't even look up; he just hugged Rovi tighter.

The holy lance in his hand was raised in an instant and swept backward.

The golden light, like a blooming storm, rippled and collided with the attack from the Ship of Heaven, unleashing a torrent of flames in the sky.

The smoke exploded and obscured the view. By the time Gilgamesh escaped from it in his Ship of Heaven, Artoria was already far away.

"Let me go..."

"No."

"I will not run away."

"I'm not worried about you running away. I'll go wherever you go. But until then, I just want to hold you tight!"

The face-to-face embrace became even tighter, the soft, full body possessing an astonishing tactile quality. Rovi's gaze shifted as he pondered a way to escape, but the King of Knights, who had already understood him through his will, would not allow him to succeed.

"Come with me to Avalon, Lord Rovi Wei—"

"No, I still have things to do in the mortal world."

"Then let's go and do what you want to do together. I can help you..."

"Then kill me!"

"No, Rovi, this violates the code of chivalry!"

When you suddenly kidnapped me, where did your chivalry go?

The impenetrable and mature king was, to some extent, indirectly cultivated by Rovi.

"Don't even think about running away—I can sense that you are far less powerful in your Servant prime."

"..."

Rovi remained silent.

To some extent, Artoria's guess was correct. He was strong among Servant, but not top-tier, having only displayed the power of the Uruk Sage. He had many skills, but they were more suited to melee combat and strategic battles, requiring a lot of preparation.

Although he also possesses a deadly technique like the ' Enuma Elish ', his state of being is the same as Gilgamesh's, both occurring before the expulsion of the gods.

The battery life is clearly insufficient.

It cannot even be displayed on its own.

Of course, what Artoria didn't know was that what truly put Rovi in such a passive position wasn't that he was weak, but that he was... too strong.

During the short time that Artoria held him tightly in her arms, he wanted to use his power as the Star-making God several times.

But the immediate response was always, "The world is collapsing."

The inevitable outcome is that something cannot be perfectly controlled.

It's even more uncomfortable for a giant to be in an anthill...

It's too strong.

Therefore, it is restricted in many ways.

Rovi was drunk.

Artoria was also somewhat intoxicated by his aura.

Previously, one could only gaze at it.

At this moment, it can finally appear in reality.

However, she didn't really intend to kidnap Rovi; she just wanted to leave her mark on him.

She wanted him to become her lover.

Just as she had longed for countless times.

"So..."

The mature and beautiful King of Knights pressed her face against Rovi's, her crimson and moist lips slowly tracing her face, about to invade Rovi's lips.

At that very moment, the Pegasus Master Leon had just stepped into the air, suddenly stopped and let out a hiss.

In the blink of an eye, amidst the vast darkness of the night, a streak of light rose from between the distant high-rises, instantly transforming into a shooting star that pierced through time and space.

If the horse hadn't stopped, that arrow would have pierced its head!

Accurate and without error...

Artoria paused as she was about to kiss Rovi, and then turned her gaze away.

He looked toward the source of the arrow.

"Put him down—"

"He is my prey!"

A crisp sound blew in the wind, and the ends of her lush green hair showed traces of withered yellow.

The person who appeared stood atop the tallest building in the Fuyuki New Town, above countless lights, his emerald green beast eyes narrowed.

A dignified and spirited young girl.

A female hunter wearing a light green robe, whose figure was quite athletic despite her small bust.

"Atalanta— "

Rovi also looked at it, and hope immediately ignited in his eyes.

If Atalanta comes.

There's no reason... Little En isn't here.

"Stop looking! Lady Enkidu is lost!"

Atalanta, a renowned hunter in mythology, could certainly notice Rovi's gaze from this distance. So, she pursed her lips and, with a hint of helplessness, used a mysterious means to convey her voice to Rovi from afar. "Lady Enkidu... trusts Lady Artemis too much!"

Atalanta is Servant summoned by the moon, while Little En is awakened by Alaya —her true form, like Gilgamesh's, exists in the Sea of Stars and manifests as a 'Guardian' of human Counter Force, in the Servant.

But they first appeared in Greece.

They came from Greece.

The high-hanging moon guided their way.

However... Lady Artemis has absolutely no idea how to get around!

"I've known Lady Artemis for a long time. Whenever she goes out on her own, unless it's a route she takes every day, she will definitely get lost!"

That moon goddess, who can use her power to illuminate other people's night paths, is herself terrible with directions.

Enkidu trusted her too much, and now he's gone astray.

Only because Atalanta was on guard was she able to arrive ahead of time.

And at that moment, the Greek huntress raised her arrow once more, bent her bow, and aimed it at the King of Knights riding across the sky.

"I'll repeat it again."

"Release my prey—"

"Strong, but not strong enough!" Artoria's azure eyes became slightly serious as she gripped the spear tightly.

But at the same time, he felt an attack from behind. "Hahaha, I've got you, you mongrel!"

The celestial boat shone brightly, its radiance rippling and surging.

A deafening roar swept over them at the same time.

Artoria turned sideways and swung her spear. The Holy Lance of the Storm burned with a dazzling light, but the hasty collision still caused her and her horse to stagger backward.

Her body leaned back slightly, and the grip on Rovi loosened for a moment.

This gave Rovi an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Take this opportunity to escape!

Golden ripples appeared above his head, and the Projection Heaven's Lock, under Luo's control, instantly bound him and lifted him slightly upwards.

Artoria rushed back to hug him, but missed her on horseback.

Hee hee hee!

Ensita let out a hiss.

Using the Heaven's Lock as a restraint, Rovi leaped up and hung in the air.

Don't forget.

He can also use the Royal Treasury!

"Hmph, this opportunity I created for you wasn't wasted!"

Gilgamesh stood atop the Sky Ship, not launching another attack. Instead, he focused his magic, aiming at the King of Knights had quickly regained his footing and was now enveloped in a layer of cold, silver-white armor the instant Rovi left his embrace.

The armor, imbued with magical power, shrouded it in a divine aura.

That perfect body, however, was only shown to Rovi Wei.

However, a momentary look of disappointment flashed across Artoria's face, but she quickly became excited again.

Too.

If Kuo Rovi agrees so easily... then he's not the kind of person she likes!

"Aren't you willing to come with me to Avalon? Rovi."

She ignored Gilgamesh, and even more so Atalanta was pointing an arrow at her from afar.

From the moment he appeared, the only person in the eyes of this King of Knights was Rovi.

She only showed love to the person she loved!

However, Rovi Wei replied, "I'm not willing."

He placed his feet on the air, and light appeared. The power of the 'Heavenly Key' tightly sealed the air in the small area, forming a solid that allowed him to stand on it.

His robes billowed, his hands fell to his sides, and Rovi let out a breath.

"Now—it's alright if you don't want to." Artoria raised the spear in her hand and said, "I will make you willing."

"A true king should live more freely than anyone else."

"This is what you taught me!"

This was something I taught to a king from Egypt texts when I was trapped in the endless cycle of reincarnation in the 'Void Spirit'!

"Don't give up your human desires, that's what you taught me too!"

This is the magic trick I taught to some cowardly Magic King!

"Having you is my desire!"

"..."

Rovi breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what happened before, at least at this moment, he knew that the King of Knights in front of him would not give up his goal of participating in the Holy Grail War.

However, he is now out of trouble.

Then things will be much easier from here on out.

"Jill, hold her off for me."

"I'm outta here!"

"Who gave you the audacity to issue orders to me, you wild dog!"

"Stop talking nonsense! Men being arrogant and conceited is disgusting!"

"Hmph, get lost!"

Gilgamesh deliberately feigned extreme impatience.

Then, it actively propelled the celestial ship to stand in front of Rovi, facing the majestic light of the holy lance held by the King of Knights.

"—A fool who dares to overstep his bounds in my courtyard, a fool who knows his own death."

"How dare you covet my friend's person."

"Your sins... even dying ten thousand times wouldn't be enough to atone for them!"

The king's voice echoed in the air, and overlapping golden ripples appeared in the vast night sky.

The king's treasure vault, the door opens up next week.

Countless Noble Phantasm emerged from the crowd like water droplets, all aimed at the King of Knights on horseback.

"This scale... it's really going to be a bit difficult for me to handle in the short term!"

Artoria twirled her spear, paying no heed to Gilgamesh's words, and merely giving this ancient king a second glance.

But for her, Luo Rovi was still more important.

so--

"Young lady over there, cooperate with me!"

"Who's a little girl?!" Atalanta her teeth, releasing the arrow from her throat.

Don't you know who the little girl is?

The King of Knights glanced sideways at Atalanta, who stood atop the building with a pair of small, protruding fangs, and smiled, "Not cooperating with me—do you intend to let Rovi escape?"

Atalanta was stunned.

Then Artoria continued, "You must know, this Holy Grail War, which was fought for by him, is not just about you and me!"

"Now, I am blocked by the oldest king."

"This is a perfect opportunity to provoke you—"

Rovi: "???"

Isn't something a little off about this mature, post-war King of Knights?

Atalanta hesitated.

Her face was full of... excitement.

"Don't blame me, Rovi."

"Anyway."

I have no choice but to... leave you here!

Artoria gave Rovi an apologetic look and said, "Only by keeping you here will I have a chance."

"Moreover, as a king, one should be adept at using strategies, and that's something you taught me!"

It's me again?

Where did all these "me"s come from?

Rovi choked up completely, but then spoke up in an instant, "Useless, temporary victories are only short-lived, Atalanta."

"If even more people come after you, you'll still be able to compete with them, and you'll still be unable to compete with them."

"It has nothing to do with timing, it has to do with strength."

It seems... to be?

Atalanta pondered, but the next second, Artoria's words caused her mental defenses to crumble. "That's true, but... who can possess your purity, your first time... isn't that even more important?"

What is purity? What is a first time?

Rovi was stunned. His first time... hadn't it been over long ago?

etc...

In that instant, it seemed as if Rovi had thought of something.

He thought of the abilities he had possessed long ago.

Or rather... the promises we once received.

I, in the name of Poseidon, hereby make a covenant with you: From this day forward, you will forever be as pure as the sea.

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—This works?!