"But since you answered the Holy Grail's summons, you must have a wish. Are you going to give up on your own wish?"
Irisviel did not understand. Anyone who answered the Holy Grail's summons must surely possess an exceptionally powerful wish. Could someone truly give up such an intense desire?
"Dying beneath her sword is precisely what I desire. It will grant me release."
As Yang Hao spoke, he activated his spiritual foundation and revealed Lancelot's appearance. That savage face and those sharp teeth gave Irisviel quite a fright.
Was this truly Lancelot, the strongest Knight of the Round Table known as the Flower of Chivalry?
"You're Berserker?"
She quickly understood what was going on. This had to be the Berserker class, but becoming a Berserker required a sufficiently mad foundation.
What exactly had this strongest of knights experienced in life?
Irisviel felt that what she had learned from the history books was far from enough. She could not understand this Knight of the Round Table at all.
But she could now confirm one thing: he himself sought death, death beneath Lia's sword.
"Time is tight. We need to cleanse the Greater Grail as quickly as possible and ensure the Holy Grail War can continue into its next cycle before this one ends."
As Yang Hao spoke, he pressed a hand against Irisviel's chest and drew out Avalon.
"You can activate Avalon?"
Irisviel was astonished. This was Lia's scabbard, yet this man could summon it and sense its existence as well.
Even Lia herself had been unable to sense that the scabbard was inside Irisviel's body. Just how powerful was he?
"Begin!"
Yang Hao did not answer. He calmly indicated for her to begin the transformation, while once again activating the magecraft formation to assist.
"You're underestimating the corrupted mana