"Arthur! Aaaaaah!" Just then, something unexpected happened.
Just as Gilgamesh was about to punish Diarmuid with an attack that guaranteed victory,
a terrifying roar came from the other side. A figure like a black meteor shot straight toward them.
Most importantly, the figure was holding a massive purple-blue sword that looked like a greatsword.
"That's... the Sword of Rupture, Lake." Artoria stared at Berserker in disbelief—or rather, at the greatsword in Lancelot's hands.
She could see countless fairy runes along the sword's spine. Those runes were what gave the greatsword its power.
It felt a little different from before, but Artoria knew she couldn't be mistaken.
"Are you sure? That guy's disgusting, but he can't be that disgusting, can he?" Mordred had forgotten to bristle. She stared at Lancelot in astonishment.
Of all the Round Table Knights, the one Mordred hated most was Lancelot. After all, he had been the king's most trusted knight.
To explain, Lancelot's identity was somewhat unusual.
Lancelot was the son of King Ban and Queen Elaine. Abandoned by a lake as an infant, he was raised by the lake's fairy, which earned him the name "Lancelot of the Lake."
He later came to the court of King Arthur. As he grew up, Lancelot became not only tall and handsome, but also gentle and considerate. He was an excellent Round Table Knight, renowned for his martial skill and bravery.
In some works, Lancelot, Tristan, and Lamorak were known as "the three most famous knights in the world," or "the Lions of Britain." King Arthur trusted Lancelot, one of the foremost Round Table Knights, so much that he made him the queen's escort.
In other words, Lancelot had always been a rather special figure.
By his own account, he had originally wanted to tell Artoria that people