Chapter 913

The support from Lundinium was also plentiful.

But conversely, if even these favorable conditions can't be utilized effectively, then there's no hope.

Although harsh, it hit the nail on the head.

Percival seemed to agree with this statement and did not refute it.

However, it was clear from his eyes that he had indeed been ignited by Jeanne d'Arc's inflammatory words.

"I will fight beautifully for you."

I will prove that we did not call ourselves the Round Table Army without any awareness of our own limitations.

Percival pounded his chest with his fist and spoke with unwavering resolve.

At this moment, Gareth, the female knight who had been silently listening, raised her hand.

"I want one too! Um, although I might not be able to do it, could I join the Vanguard?"

Jeanne d'Arc glanced at her, then spoke.

"If Percival has no objections, then so be it."

This child seems to be a very important figure who is related to the future direction of this world.

Jeanne d'Arc had already heard about it from Shirou.

However, Shirou also said that she should be given a chance to practice, so it was no problem.

"Since Miss Jeanne d'Arc doesn't mind, then I'm fine with it too. Please do us a favor, Gareth."

Percival's answer earned him a bright smile from Gareth.

"Okay! I will do my best!"

Shortly after the military conference ended, Jeanne d'Arc arrived at the walls of Lundinium.

"The war is about to begin, Shirou."

She communicated telepathically with her Master, who was thousands of miles away.

Shirou's voice came from the other side; he was currently exploring a ruin in Orkney with Artoria.

"Ah, is it about to begin? I'll leave the rest to you, Jeanne d'Arc."

"I just can't do anything with you. You're still as demanding as ever... making me command the battle between humans and fairies."

"That being said, Jeanne d'Arc, you seem quite happy too? Such an experience is quite rare."

"Hmm... I'm really glad that Shirou still remembers me."

The France Saintess gazed at the Round Table Army rushing out of the city gates and said with a faint smile.

"But... don't forget your promise to me."

"Yes, I'll keep my word after everything is over."

The promise between Shirou and Jeanne d'Arc was also a condition for Jeanne d'Arc to accept the summons.

That is, after the dust settles in the Fae Kingdom, to return with Jeanne d'Arc to the world where they participated in the Holy Grail War.

There, Jeanne d'Arc still had many unfinished business.

Because of Metatron's sudden arrival, she didn't even have time to say a final goodbye to Laeticia.

And there's Aika!

That child harbored such a dangerous secret! He actually wanted to gather the souls of Heroic Spirit to destroy the world!

Jeanne d'Arc intended to give a sermon, but before she could, she was logged off by Metatron.

I really need to give her a good talking-to afterwards!

Then, the three of them will have a girls' party and talk about dating.

At this time, the Saintess was still unaware:

After she left, Laeticia and Aika both became Shirou's women.

Volume 11: Chapter 534 Black Flash!!!!

The battle of offense and defense in Lundinium has begun.

The human resistance front in the Fae Kingdom, the Round Table Army--

They were initially thought to be a hastily organized militia, but they proved to be far more skilled in battle than Jeanne d'Arc had imagined.

Although their physical abilities were no match for the Fang Clan, and they possessed neither magic nor the power of mystery, they tenaciously resisted the Queen's Army's offensive through excellent teamwork.

With the addition of ironware brought by the Theater Company from Norwich, they even gained the upper hand on stage.

The leader of the Round Table Army was a man Percival.

After all, Jeanne d'Arc was a France Saintess, even if she didn't want to admit it, had a deep and complicated relationship with England. Of course, she had heard of the legend of Percival, the Knights of the Round Table.

Even within that Round Table, Percival was considered the knight of second only to Galahad in terms of moral integrity, and there were even anecdotes about him ultimately lifting the Holy Grail.

However, Percival of the Fae Kingdom and Percival of Pan-Human History are not the same person.

They may look and have similar personalities, but they are ultimately different people.

Of course, Gareth from the Fae Kingdom is the same.

Even if they weren't the legendary Knights of the Round Table, their combat performance was indeed outstanding.

Percival charged to the front of the ranks, raising his spear high and issuing commands to the soldiers.

"Form ranks! Follow the training! Remember, when facing an enemy, always maintain at least two people!"

The formation was formed, and morale was high.

Just as Jeanne d'Arc had analyzed before the battle, the enemy underestimated the Round Table Army, and this was a golden opportunity that could not be missed.

"Let's go!"

Gareth charged forward, weapon in hand, and the soldiers followed her, charging towards the enemy together.

The enemy raised their shield, but the girl, unconcerned, thrust her spear straight out, knocking the enemy soldier away along with the shield.

Percival also arrived, sweeping his spear and cutting down the surrounding enemies.

"It's Percival! Kill him! Once we take this guy down, the rest are just a rabble!"

A goblin in the Queen's Army shouted; he was the commander of the enemy's vanguard.

However, he was unaware that the Round Table Army was no longer an organization solely composed of Percival.

"If you're not afraid of my spear, then come at me!"

Percival provokes his enemies, trying to draw the fairies' attention to himself.

As expected, the Fang Clan, eager for Percival's head, rushed over one after another, making their already chaotic formation even more vulnerable.

The soldiers of the Round Table Army seized the opportunity and brilliantly suppressed the enemy.

Although Lundinium also suffered many injuries, they successfully inflicted far more damage on the opposing side than on their own.

As a result, the first day of fighting ended in a victory for the Round Table Army.

The same thing happened on the second and third days.

Although they did not achieve the same results as on the first day, the Round Table Army gradually expanded their victories, effectively weakening the Queen's Army.

However, Woodwose was no ordinary man either.

Even when the situation was unfavorable, he remained calm and composed, ultimately leading to a stalemate in the battle.

With both sides at a stalemate and neither able to make any further progress, the Round Table Army's envoys brought news of hope for peace talks.

Lundinium is willing to open the city gates unconditionally and surrender to the Queen's army.

The prerequisite is that Woodwose defeats the Round Table Army warrior in a one-on-one duel.

Normally, Woodwose would ignore it.

A duel? How utterly boring.

Even though he was hailed as the strongest of the Fang Clan, and even though his individual strength surpassed that of the entire army, Woodwose had no interest in such barbaric activities as dueling.

To become a man worthy of the Queen, he gave up meat and violence, and didn't care even if the fairies mocked him as an "outdated old man."

However, after seeing the signature on the letter brought by the messenger, he wavered.

"Percival...!!"

The leader of the Round Table Army was a protégé personally promoted by Woodwose in the past.

Woodwose was the first to recognize Percival's fighting talent and took him away from the ranch where humans were raised.

Woodwose personally taught Percival combat skills and recommended him to compete in the Queen's court.

Unexpectedly, those human brats back then actually established a rebel organization.

Now, I have no choice but to go.

If we refuse to duel, such rumors will spread throughout the entire Fae Kingdom.

Woodwose is a coward.

He's a brat I raised, yet he doesn't even have the courage to fight me.

They created this mess themselves, yet they can't even clean it up.

It might even reach Camelot, causing the Queen to question his loyalty.

This was an unforgivable situation. Woodwose clenched his fists and called back the messenger he had just dismissed.

The following day.

The agreed time was evening, and the duel was to take place beneath the gates of Lundinium.

No matter how you look at it, it's a trap to lure him from the rear to the front lines, but Woodwose doesn't care.

Even if the ragtag Round Table Army swarmed forward, their iron weapons couldn't harm Woodwose in the slightest.

The key is Percival.

The moment he showed up, Woodwose was confident he could end his life immediately.

The duel is over.

However, the commander of the Round Table Army did not appear.

"What is going on?! Percival!!"

Woodwose's roar went unanswered.

His primal Instinct made him increasingly feel deceived, and he was filled with uncontrollable rage.

How dare you deceive me! This humiliation... can't just be left like being torn to pieces!!

However, at that moment, the gates of Lundinium slowly opened, and a figure stepped out.

That extraordinary aura immediately drew Woodwose's attention, leaving him speechless for a moment.

It was not Percival who went to the appointment.

Woodwose looked at the stranger slowly approaching him with a surprised expression.

"When... did you arrive?"

"Hmm? Just yesterday at noon."

Shirou strolled leisurely to Woodwose and stopped about ten meters away.

"Did you call me out here, stranger!"

Woodwose shouted excitedly, "What exactly is your purpose?!"

"Percival should have made it very clear in the letter... this is a duel."

As Shirou spoke, he took off his jacket.