"Arthur, are you really planning to fight the King of Cornwall with just these people?"
At his teacher's question, the red-haired knight revealed a sly expression. "Of course not."
"I was just saying that. If I hadn't, nobody would have followed me here."
The Flower Magus slightly furrowed her brows. "But you just made such a declaration. What will you do if King Mark doesn't respond to your challenge?"
"Arthur" replied:
"King Mark is my father's most loyal follower. More than anyone, he hates Vortigern, who murdered my father.
"How could a man like that truly surrender? He's actually waiting for me to come so we can discuss plans to defeat Vortigern.
"That's why he drove these knights out of the city. He was actually trying to lead me here."
As "Arthur" spoke, he placed his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"Even if King Mark refuses to respond to my challenge, I'll simply use this Golden Sword (Caliburn) to blast open the city gates."
Blasting open the city gates with a Light Cannon... Could that really count as chivalry?
Shirou's lips twitched.
He was beginning to understand this "Arthur," who had the same appearance as him.
So that was it. The Radiant King truly lived up to his name. No wonder the knights worshiped him.
This "Arthur" possessed not only a knight's pride, but also a flexible moral code of his own.
He knew very well that chivalry was an important tool for winning people's hearts, but chivalry alone could not defeat Vortigern and the foreign races that had crossed the sea.
Soon, a city appeared at the end of the horizon.
That was the destination of their journey—the city where King Mark resided.
They had already heard along the way that it was an