Age of Heroes, Alaya Exposed Me

Camlann.

Two armies, once brothers and kin, now engaged in a fight to the death.

"Betrayal again!"

Joan took a sip of red wine, watching the scene on the screen and reflecting on her own experiences.

Back then, after she had worked hard to reclaim Orléans and intended to liberate all of France, she had been betrayed by the French.

Those nobles cared nothing for country or nation, only for the greed etched into their very bones.

So greedy that even the King of France at the time didn't have the money to ransom her back.

"Envy and despair can truly make one lose all reason!"

Joan swirled her wine glass, her light golden eyes fixed on the drastically changed knightly maiden on the screen.

The rebellious knight, Mordred!

After being told the truth by her mother, Morgan, and then by her most admired King Arthur herself, who emphasized that she would never pass on the throne to her.

No matter how much Mordred had admired King Arthur before, it would now transform into an equal measure of hatred!

Joan sighed softly, "King Arthur, you truly don't understand people!"

She pursued perfection too much.

A flawless king could not allow someone with so many flaws to inherit the throne.

For Britain, for all her people, she had long abandoned all human emotions.

Only extreme rationality remained.

This rationality led her to make the most necessary choices, but it overlooked the most crucial aspect: humanity!

Mordred asked again, "Father, I just want to know, in your eyes, am I just filth, utterly unqualified to inherit the throne?"

"Stop, I can forgive you."

Artoria spoke softly, her expression as calm as ever.

After drawing the Sword in the Stone, and after Nameless's repeated dissuasions, she had prepared for everything.

To protect her people, her sword would inevitably be stained with blood.

Even if abandoned, betrayed, or cursed, there was no turning back.

As a king, one must endure loneliness!

"Hahaha, Arthur, you truly don't understand people!"

Mordred suddenly burst into laughter, tears streaming wildly down her face.

She pointed to the massive army behind her, "Do you know why all these people are rebelling with me?"

"I don't know."

The other party shook her head.

The knights were either King's fans or twisted King's fans, and now they were all drawing their swords against her.

"You protected Britain, but you've become increasingly cold and ruthless."

Mordred sighed, "To raise funds for the war, you thought crushing one village was worth saving ten, causing countless families to be torn apart!"

"To win the war, you could sacrifice every single one of them without hesitation!"

"You believe knights should dedicate everything silently like Nameless, receiving no reward even after winning battles!"

Behind her, everyone listened silently to Mordred's angry reprimand.

These were precisely the reasons they chose to rebel with her; they had endured the endless fighting for too long.

However.

Countless modern viewers who witnessed this scene offered completely different answers--

[Mordred, your logic is flawed. Mercy doesn't command armies, and righteousness doesn't manage wealth. A king must be like this!]

[At Britain's moment of life or death, only someone like King Arthur could ensure the continuation of the nation and its people!]

[But the British people couldn't stand the constant warfare, which is why they responded to the uprising!]

[Alas, it's not King Arthur who is wrong, but the world!]

In the video.

The war broke out.

The fighting on both sides was extremely brutal, and both great armies were annihilated!

Countless bloody scenes flashed by.

In the end, only the father and child stood facing each other on the sword-covered hill, with the corpses of countless soldiers at their feet.

Dense, looking incredibly terrifying!

"Do you see, King Arthur? Your country is finished! It's all been destroyed, and all this would have been avoided if you had just passed the throne to me!"

Mordred's tears streamed wildly, her entire being in a state of madness. "Could it be that I, as Morgan's child, am so hated by you?"

"No, I have never hated you! There is only one reason I did not pass the throne to you—you lack the capacity to be king!"

King Arthur stared fixedly at the other party. "Mordred, you have disappointed me too much!"

"Farewell, Father, and my own cowardice!"

Under Mordred's endless despair, her original fervent admiration and devotion all turned into endless hatred.

She drew her Noble Phantasm, pouring all her hatred into it:

"I am utterly enraged!"

The magnificent sword, which should have released a silver radiance, instead transformed into a blood-like, red-black evil glow at this moment of betrayal.

Endless hatred shimmered within the light, completely turning it into a disaster-bringing demonic sword that shot straight into the heavens.

Mordred roared with all her might: "Clarent Blood Arthur!"

"Mordred, you have disappointed me too much!"

Artoria released the power of her holy spear. "Shining in the end... it is the storm anchor that tears the sky and connects the earth!"

"Rhongomyniad!"

Both ultimate Noble Phantasms unleashed dazzling brilliance, crashing down towards each other.

Just then.

An angry roar echoed from afar: "Morgan, get out of my way! If you dare block me again, I'll kill you!"

The familiar roar caused the two who were about to clash to pause for a moment.

Countless viewers also reacted instantly—

[Holy crap, I was wondering why Nameless wasn't here, turns out Morgan was blocking him!]

[Morgan's thousand-layer schemes are truly deep!]

[My Great Britain is doomed, and no one can stop this father-daughter conflict!]

[There's no helping it, this is a documentary. King Arthur is dead for sure, Britain is doomed for sure!]

Under everyone's burning gazes.

The familiar red cape flashed.

That Nameless Heroic Spirit reappeared, standing between the two.

The two Noble Phantasms crashed down, and a world-shattering destruction instantly erupted.

Under the bombardment of this destructive beam of light, even someone as strong as Nameless was powerless to stop it.

"Nameless, what are you doing?"

The usually calm and composed perfect Knight King rushed forward desperately and embraced him.

Under the impact of the two beams of light.

Even with Nameless deploying his defenses, he was simply unable to simultaneously contend with the ultimate Noble Phantasms of two Heroic Spirits.

The seven layers of purple petals shattered in an instant, and his body also suffered fatal damage.

"Lily, I wanted to rewrite the future of Britain's downfall, but I found it impossible to change."

Nameless spat out a mouthful of blood and reached out to touch the girl's cheek.

Though his breath was faint, he smiled brilliantly. "If this is a future that is destined to happen, then let me bear everything. Because, I am your knight!"

"No, I won't let you die!" Artoria tightly gripped his hand.

At this moment, the King who pursued perfection felt endless panic and fear for the first time.

On the other side.

Mordred's originally furious, blood-red eyes instantly became panicked. "No! Nameless, why did you suddenly appear!?"

Her rebellion was only to make King Arthur acknowledge her, not because she truly wanted to kill her father.

Why was Nameless still standing by her side at this crucial moment?

She gritted her teeth tightly, asking with the last shred of hope, "Nameless, what do you think of me?"

"You are very important! You are the most precious treasure I am willing to pay any price to protect!"

Nameless coughed up another large mouthful of blood, his body already nearing death, yet he looked at her with immense tenderness.

"I am a treasure you are willing to pay any price to protect?"

Mordred was slightly stunned.

She had been rejected and unacknowledged by her father, which made her so angry that she had launched a betrayal at all costs.

But now.

She, another person she admired the most, actually said she was incredibly important.

So important that they were willing to give everything to protect her!

Hearing these words, Mordred suddenly felt her body become so light, she had nothing left to fear!

He cares about me this much, does that mean in his eyes I'm more important than my father?

[Silly child, without Nameless's special extra meals, you'd still be eating Gawain's mashed potatoes every day!]

[Nameless: Nonsense, you're my damn daughter, if I don't care about you, you little brat, who else will?]

[But Mordred doesn't think that way, she just wants to snatch Nameless from her father! You unfilial daughter, hahaha!]

[Mordred: Between Father and you, who do you choose?]

[No wonder that old fox Merlin wanted to see this scene so badly—it turns out we're all Merlin!]

"Poor Mordred, so pitiful, hahaha!"