I remembered.
I finally remembered.
The moment the holy lance in her hand shattered like glass, while the holy sword returned to her hand as though going back to its original master, Artoria remembered everything.
She remembered her past as King Arthur.
She remembered why she had drawn the Sword in the Stone.
She remembered the reason she had fought without pause.
She remembered the final moments she had unwittingly missed.
When all those memories returned, Artoria no longer wavered or seemed confused as she had before. Instead, she recovered with an even calmer state of mind than when she had been a divine spirit.
All of it was because Artoria remembered that name.
"Bedivere, my most loyal knight."
Artoria finally remembered that name.
After wandering the world for over a thousand years, she had thought this was the end of her road. Who could have imagined that, at the very end, it would still be you who granted me peace and rest?
"You returned the holy sword perfectly intact."
After fifteen hundred years, King Arthur's final moments had finally returned to their proper course.
"You've worked hard."
Artoria silently offered her praise to the knight who had already passed away, then opened her eyes.
Before anyone realized it, the end of the world had vanished.
Everyone returned together to the audience hall on the highest floor of the royal city. Yet even as they stood in that bright and expansive hall, not a single person spoke.
"Mr. Bedivere..."
Mash lowered her eyes, sorrowful tears flowing from her moist eyes.
"Well done, Sir Bedivere..."
Artoria〔Alter〕had been staring all along in the direction where Bedivere had passed away. Now, she murmured those words.
"..."
Luo Zhen remained silent. The resplendent wings behind him and the golden light in his eyes