Type-Moon Crown Master Chapter 637

"Hmph, Agravain. Just a mere advisor, yet I never expected you to hold on until now..." Lancelot strode forward with high spirits, pointing his sword at his old nemesis.

He was the one who had arranged the affair to be exposed. If not for him, Guinevere's mess with him could have remained hidden forever. The Round Table would not have split because of it, Britain would not have fallen, and he could have made great contributions to My King Artoria's greening efforts!

"Lancelot, My King trusted you so deeply, yet you betrayed her again and again! Since being summoned this time, you've already betrayed her twice, you damn silver-haired traitor!!!"

Agravain flew into a rage and pounced on him like a mad dog. The remaining Purification Knights under his command also became entangled with Lancelot's subordinates.

"Master, leave this to me. Please lead the ladies to the Lion King. You will be the one to defeat the Lion King!"

After saying that, Lancelot gripped Lake of Unbroken Light and clashed with Agravain.

The Holy Spear Goddess's True Form

The Throne Room.

Blue-and-white armor, a body proportioned as perfectly as a Goddess's, and a holy aura about her as pure as bellflowers. Her beautiful hair was as soft as gold, its end simply tied into a ponytail with a short black ribbon. The white stockings beneath her pure white greaves rose just past her knees, tightly wrapping a pair of straight, slender legs. That pale sliver of absolute territory flickered in and out of sight, inspiring endless beautiful fantasies.

Seated upon the throne, the King fixed her sharp gaze upon the group that had barged into her palace without an invitation.

"That scent... Chaldea's Master, Su Mo."

"Shing!"

At Saber Lily's first words, Okita Souji, Oda Nobunaga, and Bride Nero all