Although the rules of the divine realm in his memories did not allow gods to use Resurrection Spells freely, a certain blue-haired goddess casually broke that rule and gave her teammates unlimited revivals.
As for Su Luo, there was even less need to mention him.
There were no rules of the divine realm binding him here. As long as he did not abuse it, the Counter Force would not interfere.
These two abilities happened to be useful for winning over Irisviel.
With the Third Magic, Ahad would do everything possible to keep him in the Einzbern family. By then, the entire Einzbern family would be his for the taking.
At the same time, he could use these two abilities to save Irisviel, who served as the Lesser Grail.
In terms of practicality, these two abilities were even more powerful than Excalibur and Avalon.
After all, he did not lack powerful Noble Phantasms.
The instant he obtained the Traits.
Su Luo felt his soul undergo a transformation.
An endless stream of magical energy surged from his soul, flowing wildly through his body and nourishing every part of him.
The Holy Grail War's First Battle
Soon, the changes the Third Magic had brought Su Luo came to an end.
Su Luo let out a long breath, feeling completely refreshed.
His mind worked much faster than before, and magical energy continuously welled up from his soul.
"Hmm?"
Just then, Su Luo sensed a powerful fluctuation of magical energy.
That magical energy was incredibly violent and completely undisguised, as though it were inviting others of its kind to come here.
Su Luo raised an eyebrow in surprise.
"Let's see who started things first this time."
With that, Su Luo used Clairvoyance to look toward the source of the magical energy.
The Lancer class had already been claimed by the King of Lions. If Kayneth had summoned a Servant, then he presumably could not have summoned Diarmuid.
Matou Kariya had not entered the Holy Grail War either, while the remaining Masters were almost entirely unchanged.
Su Luo's gaze passed through countless obstacles and landed on a dock in Fuyuki City.
"Lancelot, huh? I didn't expect Kayneth to replace Matou Kariya and summon Berserker class Lancelot. That is rather surprising."
"But they're already fighting? And from the looks of it, Saber has already recognized Lancelot."
"Tch. You told me not to underestimate you during the day, but looking at you now, how am I supposed to believe you have what it takes to win the Holy Grail?" Su Luo inwardly sighed as he watched Saber fall into a disadvantage.
He then stood up, walked to the hotel window, and summoned Vimana outside.
Melly and the King of Lions had already come to Su Luo's side.
"Master." Melly and the King of Lions were ready, awaiting Su Luo's command.
"Melly, stay behind and protect Sakura. Ria, come with me to meet them," Su Luo instructed as he boarded Vimana with the King of Lions.
Melly nodded lightly.
Although she was somewhat unwilling, Mato Sakura also needed someone to watch over her.
What if some despicable, shameless Magus attacked their base and kidnapped Mato Sakura to threaten Su Luo? Wouldn't that be even worse?
Meanwhile, at the docks.
Artoria was battling Lancelot.
Their weapons collided, producing crisp, resounding clangs.
Sparks flew everywhere as powerful shockwaves swept outward from the instant their weapons struck each other.
Sharp sword energy carved alarming cracks into the ground and the surrounding shipping containers.
At a spot some distance away from their battle, Irisviel stood watching Artoria with a worried expression.
Originally, Artoria's fighting had been perfectly normal, and she had even held a faint advantage.
However, halfway through the battle, Artoria seemed to recognize the Servant before her, who wore jet-black armor and was shrouded in dark mist.
For some unknown reason, Artoria's attacks were no longer sharp and swift, and the battle began to turn against her.
This left Irisviel, who was watching from the side, deeply worried.
"Saber..." Irisviel silently prayed.
Although Artoria was not the Servant she had summoned, she sincerely hoped Artoria could safely make it through this battle.
At that moment, a slightly frivolous voice sounded beside Irisviel's ear.
"Yo, we meet again."
"Eek!" Irisviel jumped in fright.
When she turned around, she discovered that Su Luo and the King of Lions had appeared beside her at some point.
Irisviel immediately shot Su Luo an annoyed glare. "You scared me! Can't you make some noise when you walk?"
Su Luo smiled without answering Irisviel's question. Instead, he looked at Artoria, who was locked in a difficult battle, and teased, "She seems to be having a hard time. Need my help?"
"...No. Saber hasn't lost."
Even so, whenever Irisviel glanced toward Artoria, worry inevitably appeared on her face.
Seeing this, Su Luo chuckled. After having the system bind Lancelot, he said, "Ria, go do what you want to do."
"As you command, Master." The King of Lions bowed slightly.
She then summoned her mount, gripped the Holy Lance, and charged toward Artoria and Lancelot!
"Huh? What are you doing?!" Irisviel was startled.
"Didn't you hear what I said? I told her to do what she wanted."
"That Servant covered in black mist is named Lancelot. He was one of King Arthur's twelve Knights of the Round Table."
"Now, he wishes to receive King Arthur's punishment. But that king who does not understand the human heart cannot see what he wants, and she holds back at every turn when attacking."
"My Artoria saw through Lancelot's thoughts. As a king, she naturally has to answer her knight's wish," Su Luo explained calmly.
Because his actions had led to a series of tragedies, Lancelot's heart was filled with guilt and regret.
And after he went mad due to the Berserker class, those emotions directly transformed into hatred toward Artoria.
After hearing Su Luo's words, Irisviel froze where she stood.
She had never imagined that the Servant fighting Artoria had once been one of Artoria's knights.
And when she saw Lancelot swing his sword at Artoria like a madman, Irisviel inexplicably began to believe what Su Luo had said.
At the same time, the King of Lions charged at Artoria and Lancelot with unstoppable momentum, naturally drawing both their attention.
Artoria flashed aside and evaded the King of Lions's charge.
Lancelot, however, neither dodged nor retreated. He raised Knight of Owner and slashed at the King of Lions.
Bang!
Bang!!
In an instant, Lancelot was sent flying. He rolled dozens of meters before crashing into a shipping container, where he remained motionless for a long while.
The King of Lions calmly dismounted and walked toward Lancelot with the Holy Lance in hand.
That strike had not directly killed Lancelot, but it had rendered him unable to move.
After all, what Lancelot wanted was punishment. If she killed him with one blow, Lancelot would not even know how he had died or who had killed him. How could that count as punishment?
"Wait, what are you doing?!" Artoria saw what the King of Lions intended and raised Excalibur, standing before Lancelot.
"Can't you see? Of course I'm answering my knight's wish," the King of Lions said calmly.
She did not stop walking. The Holy Lance in her hand vanished, replaced by the same Excalibur Artoria wielded.
Seeing that the King of Lions seemed to be holding something, yet being unable to see what it was, Artoria's heart instantly tightened.
How could she not know what the King of Lions was holding in such a situation?
It was clearly Excalibur, just like hers.
But that was not what concerned her most at the moment.
What she cared about deeply was the meaning behind the King of Lions's words.
"What do you mean, answering her knight's wish? Does he want to be killed?!" Artoria pointed her sword at the King of Lions and demanded sternly.
"Of course. Can't your eyes see the wishes in the hearts of the knights under your command? You king who does not understand the human heart!" For the first time, the King of Lions spoke in a severe tone.
It was as though she were reprimanding her younger, immature self.
Giving Lancelot His Punishment
Looking at this younger version of herself, the King of Lions knew that the Artoria before her could not see the wishes in her knights' hearts.
Because she herself had once been the same.
It was only that the path she later took had changed.
After the battle against the rebellion, Bedivere failed to return the Sacred Sword. As a result, she was eroded by the Holy Lance and ultimately became the King of Lions within the Singularity.
During that process, her heart matured.
Even after regaining her humanity, she had already grown into a King Arthur who understood the human heart.
But the somewhat immature Artoria before her was different.
Under normal circumstances, Artoria would return the Sacred Sword just before her death.
She would ultimately become one of the Heroic Spirits in the Hall of Heroes.
And the Artoria who descended under the Saber class.
Was the Artoria whose physical growth had been halted by the Sacred Sword, which had also affected the growth of her heart.
Thinking of this, the King of Lions sighed softly inwardly.
Yet her footsteps did not stop.
"Do not obstruct me." After saying this calmly, the King of Lions did not waste any more words.
If Artoria insisted on standing in her way, she would not mind sending her back to the Hall of Heroes with the Sacred Sword in her hand.
After hearing the words "a king who does not understand the human heart," Artoria was struck as though by lightning and froze in place.
The evaluations and discussions of the knights and citizens under her command continuously surfaced in her mind.
Her head lowered slightly, and her body trembled faintly.
Even when the King of Lions walked past her, she failed to notice.
Perhaps if someone else had said such things, Artoria might have argued back.
But the person who said them was herself from a parallel world.
This could not help but make Artoria begin to doubt herself.
The King of Lions ignored Artoria and walked straight up to Lancelot, her face cold and imposing without anger.
Upon seeing the King of Lions's face, as well as the majesty of the knightly bearing she carried.
At that moment, Lancelot briefly regained his reason.
"King... please punish me..." Lancelot slowly spoke in a hoarse, low voice.
Looking at Lancelot, the King of Lions's eyes flashed with a trace of reminiscence.
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