This Is a Trap!

Agravain and Lancelot, guarding the inner city, both showed subtle changes in expression when they saw Artoria leading the Servants through the defenses like a hot knife through butter.

Agravain took a deep breath, drew his sword, and stepped forward, holding it crosswise to block Artoria and the others' path. "My king, please stop. I now serve the current king."

Artoria said coldly, "Sir Agravain, stand aside. It would be better for me to resolve the mess I caused myself. I have no time to persuade you."

Agravain shook his head slightly. "I..."

Squelch.

Agravain looked down in disbelief at Arondight, which had pierced through his chest without regret. "Lancelot..."

With a helpless expression, Lancelot held Agravain in place and pulled out his weapon. "Your Spiritual Core has already been destroyed, Agravain. Stop moving around and watch carefully. The current king is wrong. She does not wish to fight the Demon God. But even if she takes the humans who passed the Holy Extermination and flees, where could she run to? And no matter how vast the universe is, is there really any place left outside where humanity can survive?"

Lancelot did not know that humanity was infamous throughout the universe, but he knew it was wrong to give up without even trying.

Humanity itself was still struggling. That young girl from Chaldea, representative of Pan-Human History, was still striving to save the world. Chaldea had successfully resolved every Singularity before this. How could a king who was a god simply turn a blind eye?

Humanity still had hope!

Most of Chaldea's Servants were surprised, but Artoria was not particularly surprised by the scene before her.

Agravain staggered around, glaring furiously at Lancelot. "Do not forget whom you serve now! You only need to obey orders, Lancelot!"

Lancelot said apologetically,