Grasp the Sword, Silver Arm / Don't Fight Me! ...

"No, it wasn't me."

However, Mikaela shook her head, took a step back, and said calmly, "He has wanted to see you for a long time. Before sending you away, I want to fulfill his wish."

Chapter 451 Gripping His Sword Tightly, Silver Arm

"He?"

A hint of doubt flashed in the Lion King's eyes. She looked at the person beside Mikaela and asked in a calm tone, "Who is it?"

Even after being shot down by Ramesses II, she showed little emotional change.

"Is it Lord Lancelot? His betrayal was somewhat unexpected, but after seeing Mash, I understand now."

"Besides him, there's only 'him' here." The Lion King looked at Bedivere and said in a calm tone, "Who are you? Why do you want to see me? What is your wish?"

The Lion King was stalling for time. Although she had already lost, the Tower of Glory was still relentlessly trying to break free from the Ramesseum Tentyris's seal. Once the Tower of Glory successfully broke the seal of the Ramesseum Tentyris...

She still has the strength to fight. At that time, in the entire Singularity, apart from that Grand Assassin, the only one who can stand up to her is Mikaela.

The Sun King is finished; he has already staked all his magic and trump cards just to break through the light barrier of the Holy Lance.

Mikaela knew this, of course, but so what? All the fighting would end once the Lion King saw Bedivere and spoke with him.

"..." Bedivere stepped forward in silence, looking at the Lion King with a complicated expression, and slowly said, "My King, I have finally met you."

"???"

The Lion King looked puzzled and asked Bedivere with a strange expression, "Judging from your appearance, you are also a knight. Why do you call me king?"

The tone was unfamiliar, completely unfamiliar; the Lion King didn't recognize Bedivere at all.

"What?!" Lancelot and Mash looked shocked, staring at the Lion King and exclaiming, "How is this possible?! How could you not recognize him?!"

"Why are you so shocked, Mash Kyrielight?" The Lion King ignored Lancelot, looking calmly at Mash, and said indifferently, "Do I really have to know him?"

"Or rather? Does the Sir Galahad within you think I must recognize him?" The Lion King revealed the Spirit Origin Servant Mash.

Because the shield and the aura of the other party are almost identical to Galahad's.

Of course, in terms of pure strength, Sir Galahad is far, far stronger than Mash is now.

"Impossible, impossible! How could the King not recognize him?" Lancelot was also incredulous, because it was completely impossible.

If the Lion King's previous behavior was one of indifference and disregard for their existence, then now she can accurately identify herself and her daughter.

Why not just say Bedivere's name?

Moreover, her attitude made it seem as if she didn't know Bedivere at all.

"..." The Lion King also sensed something was wrong. Looking at the puzzled and confused expressions on the other people's faces, she said in a calm tone, "My lords, why do you look like that?"

Although he said that, the Lion King reconstituted the Wind King's Domain and was ready for battle.

"Because he is Lord Bedivere!!! How could you not know him! He is also a member of the Knights of the Round Table." Mash said Bedivere's name, clearly very excited.

In just a few hours of conversation, they had already learned that Bedivere's reason for coming to this era was for the Lion King.

He wanted to atone for the sins he had committed in the past. As for what those sins were, Mash and the others did not know for the time being, but Lancelot seemed to know what Bedivere had done.

However, due to the tight schedule, Mash did not ask Lancelot and Bedivere what they had done to cause King Arthur to become like this.

But no matter what form King Arthur takes, how could he not recognize Bedivere?

The other person was King Arthur's first and last knight! How could they not recognize him!

"What are you talking about? Mash... I don't know any knights with that name—"

Before she could finish speaking, the Lion King's expression suddenly paused for a moment, a struggle flashing in her eyes as images flashed through her mind.

"Perhaps so. But seeing this might clear your memory." Bedivere smiled gently, not surprised, because Merlin had already told him this before he arrived.

King Arthur no longer remembers himself, and if he wants to prove his identity, he must use 'that' to prove himself.

"Grip his sword tightly, Silver Arm On Agateram!" Bedivere activated his Noble Phantasm, his eyes filled with utter determination as he looked at the Lion King, the Silver Arm in his hand radiating a dazzling golden light.

"I know this radiance, I... I know it very well, but!!"

The Lion King looked at the dazzling golden light ahead, her expression twisted in pain, as if the sacred golden light had brought her immense agony.

"Who are you? Why... uh." The Lion King's face was contorted, as if something was about to burst out of her head.

"I'm sorry, everyone." After revealing his Silver Arm, Bedivere turned to Mikaela and the others with an apologetic smile and said, "Although I have a lot to say to you, it seems I don't have the chance now."

After revealing his Silver Arm —no, it should be called the Excalibur — Bedivere's body began to crumble, his flesh crumbling like clods of earth.

But he showed no fear whatsoever, as if the collapse of his body was no big deal to him.

"Wait! Wait! Fujimaru Ritsuka! What's going on with you?! Why is this happening?!"

"Bedivere's Spirit Origin reaction is practically nonexistent!! His Magic Circuits are just like a human's. This! This is basically an ordinary human."

At this moment, Olga Marie also started shouting. She had just said the wrong thing and Mikaela had physically cut the network cable. Now that it was finally reconnected, the observation situation had unexpectedly deteriorated.

However, at this moment Fujimaru Ritsuka was not in the mood to talk to Olga Marie. Looking at Bedivere's broken body, she didn't know what to say.

She was left only with shock. So... Bedivere had been fighting with this kind of injury all along?

"Do you see that?" Mikaela placed her hand on Fujimaru Ritsuka's shoulder and said in a very calm tone, "This is what a human is like, not Servant. He should have been selfish and let himself die in the past, but he didn't do that. Instead, he went through an unimaginable lonely journey and finally reached his destination."

"Ritsuka, you will shine even brighter than him in the future."

Chapter 452 Don't Fight Me!

"Dazzling? No, it's not dazzling." Fujimaru Ritsuka shook her head; this seemed to be the first time she had disagreed with Mikaela's words.

Why do you say that?

Mikaela was puzzled; he found it strange that Fujimaru Ritsuka would oppose him.

At this moment, in Mikaela's eyes, Bedivere was so dazzling that he was radiating a 'shining point' that was called humanity.

That spark was so dazzling that it made Mikaela feel inferior.

If it were Mikaela, she might have given up hope of returning home long ago after 1500, but Bedivere never gave up.

Even with his body mangled and his soul reduced to ashes, he did not give up. He even used the power of the Holy Sword to travel to Avalon and seek Merlin's help.

By then, Bedivere was practically a human-shaped rock, having reached the limits of both mind and body.

When Merlin asked him if he was willing to fulfill his mission, he resolutely chose to agree.

They didn't even consider what kind of death awaited them after returning the Holy Sword.

He did it. He returned the Holy Sword to the Lion King, his body began to fall apart, and the illusion Merlin had cast on him dissipated.

Even so, he didn't utter a single complaint; he simply felt that it was wonderful to have accomplished this task.

"All I saw was a lonely soul who had been walking for many years for a mission." Fujimaru Ritsuka looked at Bedivere's back with great sadness. She seemed to be able to feel the effort he had put in all this time.

Is this glory? Fujimaru Ritsuka doesn't think so, because it's a shackle that Bedivere has put on himself.

Even if he doesn't persist, the Lion King will still have someone to deal with him, such as Sister Ella, the Sun King in the sky, and the particularly powerful assassin that Arash mentioned.

Compared to the three of them, Bedivere was far too weak; he was so weak that he couldn't even cause much trouble for any of them.

Lancelot noticed Fujimaru Ritsuka's emotions. He walked to her side and said seriously, "There's no need to grieve. For Lord Bedivere, no... for us, death is the true destination."

"Ritsuka, if one day you cause Lady Ella unimaginable trouble, and you are powerless to stop it, will you pity yourself for that?"

As soon as Lancelot uttered those words, Fujimaru Ritsuka snapped out of her daze, recalling how Mikaela had fought Goetia for her sake.

Although they are not the same thing, they are of the same nature.

If Mikaela had lost that time, Fujimaru Ritsuka would probably be like Bedivere now, trying to save Human Order with a guilty conscience.

Then, she would hate herself for being captured by Goetia and for dragging Sister Ella into a battle that shouldn't have been hers.

While Mikaela and the others were talking, the Lion King seemed to have regained her senses. A hint of humanity appeared in her previously indifferent eyes. She looked at Bedivere, who was holding the Excalibur, and said, "Bedivere, that name... could it be that you are?!"

At this moment, the Lion King seemed to have regained some of her memories, or rather, she regained a part of the soul called 'Artoria'. Although the soul had completely become a god, the soul of King Arthur still remained in her body.

"It was me. I committed a sin. Because I didn't want to lose the king, I committed a sin that was far too foolish." As if he could tell that the Lion King had recognized him, Bedivere showed a gentle smile, even though his body was still collapsing incessantly.

But he still held the Excalibur and walked step by step toward the Lion King, saying, "In that forest, I hesitated for your life. If I returned the Holy Sword to the lake, you would really die. Because I was afraid that would happen, I failed to return the Holy Sword three times in a row."

"Then when I returned to the forest, you had vanished. I later learned that because the Holy Sword had not been returned, the King could not even die."

"The king picked up the holy spear he had left behind and became the king of the dead, wandering the world. To atone for his sins, I have been searching for you, searching for that impossible figure."

"I can't remember, I can't remember, but I know the name Bedivere." The Lion King watched Bedivere walk towards her with the Holy Sword in hand. She canceled the Wind King's Domain and said uncertainly, "But I don't remember anything about you. Are you really Lord Bedivere?"

"..." Bedivere smiled gently, as if to tell the Lion King, "Yes, it is me."

"... Alright, come back to me, Lord Bedivere." Perhaps because of Bedivere's smile, the Lion King's throbbing head had partially recovered. Her tone was no longer indifferent, but had become gentle as she said, "Throw down that sword. It's something I don't need anymore."

"If you are my knight, then heed my voice and return to my side, Bedivere!"

The Lion King's voice was very gentle at this moment. She extended her hand to Bedivere and said very seriously, "Even now, I have not lost. I need your strength now, not that sword."

"Boom!!!"

At this moment, the Noble Phantasm that had been suppressing the Holy Lance— the Ramesseum Tentyris— was completely unable to suppress it anymore.

At this moment, the Tower of Radiance burst forth with astonishing light, and a terrifying pressure swept across the entire Singularity. The Lion King had now gained unimaginable power.

"The situation has become quite bad now." Ramesses II revealed a strange smile. He looked at Mikaela below and chuckled, "Although I don't know what the maid is waiting for, the Lion King has regained control of the Holy Lance. It's impossible to completely defeat her without paying a price."

"No, that won't happen." Arash shook his head from the side, he said with certainty, "The Master must have his own reasons for doing this. He wouldn't let the Lion King regain his power and reverse the disadvantage for no reason."

"Huh? Is that really the case?" Ramesses II smiled expectantly, because he was just watching the show and didn't care whether the Lion King could turn the tide.

After all, besides the maid, there's another guy who hasn't shown up yet.

He is the most terrifying being.

"I'm sorry." Bedivere shook his head slightly at the Lion King's invitation. He looked at the Lion King very seriously and said, "Because to you, I am an enemy who should be defeated. Because you must take revenge on me."

"Moreover! I have a duty to stop you! As a member of the Round Table of King of Knights, I declare to you! I am Bedivere, a knight of the Round Table, representing the good side, and I will punish you, representing the evil side!"

"No, no, this shouldn't be the case. You... you're clearly mine." The Lion King was thrown into confusion.

"Here we go! Lion King!" Bedivere uttered his final words, brandishing his Holy Sword and launching a final charge towards the Lion King.

Even as his body began to crumble and the remnants of his soul began to burn, Bedivere maintained his gentle smile, preparing for his final battle.

"Stop! Don't come any closer! Don't fight me!!! I am not your enemy!"

The Lion King, who could have summoned the Holy Lance to instantly kill Bedivere, was now trying to persuade her with words. Her expression remained distorted, and images that were not present in her previous memories kept flashing through her mind.

Chapter 453 The End!

"My king, this is my final blow."

Bedivere wielded Excalibur divine power, preparing to deliver the final blow to the Lion King.

At this moment, the Lion King held the Wind King's Domain, with a whirlwind surrounding her. However, in the battle just now, she was actually unilaterally suppressed by Bedivere.

No one else helped, and no one gave Bedivere any strange buffs.

Despite being on the verge of physical destruction, Bedivere managed to unilaterally overpower the Lion King, a situation that greatly surprised Ramesses II and the others. How could this be?!

Even if the Lion King is not in good condition now, Ramesses II does not think he can unilaterally suppress his opponent in a one-on-one fight.

The logic is simple: the Lion King will only show mercy to Bedivere, not to them.

Behind her, the Holy Spear, now freed from its seal, gleamed Gilgamesh, as if it would unleash a massive burst of energy to attack everyone at any moment.

"No, how is this possible? I was actually suppressed by Servant, no... you're not even Servant, just a human. And your body is already starting to crumble like a clod of earth. With a body like that, you're still fighting."

The Lion King gasped for breath, and looked at Bedivere with a serious tone, saying, "Lord Bedivere, why have you gone to such lengths? Why not submit to me? You are my subject."

"No, I cannot be called your subject now." Bedivere looked at the Lion King and said slowly, "I am nothing but a sinner, a sinner who disobeyed your orders."

At this moment, Excalibur in Bedivere's hand emitted an astonishing light; this was his final strike.

"Whatever the order, I forgive you. Do not continue fighting."

Seeing Bedivere's resolute expression, the Lion King's heart skipped a beat, as if something terrible was about to happen. She quickly said, "Your body can't support you to continue fighting. Come back to me, and I will treat you after this battle."

The Lion King still wields considerable power, and she is confident that she can heal Bedivere even without the power of the Holy Grail.

"No, no need." Bedivere took a deep breath, bowed to the Lion King, and said in a very gentle tone, "On behalf of all the Round Table, I thank you. You alone bore the burden of that dark age, and you alone failed to experience the glory of the Round Table. Valiant King of Knights, the great man who saved Britain. You are our most dazzling star."