"Truly extraordinary."
The handsome knight riding a white horse murmured under his breath.
--That was Lancelot.
He had once met Iver during the Promotion Ritual.
But Lancelot had absolutely never expected that... In just half a year, when he met Iver again, the two of them would actually be standing on opposite sides like this.
The golden-haired girl with elven ears, Guinevere, sat sidesaddle behind him, wrapping her arms around his waist.
"Lancelot."
Hearing this, she brushed back the hair at her temple, gazed resolutely at the waves, and murmured, "I will be with you."
They were two-in-one Angels--neither of them alone was enough to become an Angel.
As the one who led the expansion of the Source River concept, Lancelot possessed the status and achievements necessary to become an Angel. He was the first monarch of Knight's Country, the chief knight of "King Arthur," the Silver Crowned Dragon, and the most perfect knight... It could be said that he was the embodiment of the concept of "knight," as well as the greatest contributor to the concept's survival to this day.
Based on the concept of the River of Violence, he had a place in both the Path of Authority and the Path of War.
Many Angels were not particularly powerful themselves... The Merchant Angel, the Winter Angel, and the Mist Angel, for example. They had all accomplished extraordinary feats, expanding the Source River's concept in the Material Realm, and possessed the potential to become substitutes for Pillar Gods.
But in terms of power, any one of them would lose in a one-on-one fight against Kastenning, the Candle Holder Apostle, let alone Odin or the Lord of Feasts back then.
From this perspective, Lancelot becoming the Rider Angel was actually the most suitable outcome.
However, there was one problem.
He