Artoria's Holy Spear

Thinking of Lancelot getting pounded with Mash's shield, Leon couldn't help laughing out loud.

Even his pace quickened considerably.

"Once I find Agravain, if I move fast enough, I should still be able to make it to Lancelot's side."

Following the rough map Gawain had hastily drawn, Leon trekked for nearly half a day. After crossing a vast stretch of wasteland, a towering fortress built of brick and stone came into view.

The fortress had not been built atop steep mountains. Instead, it stood against all common sense on the plains, with no natural defenses to rely on. It looked easy to attack and difficult to defend, a clear sign of their contempt for the mountain folk.

Leon visually estimated it. This...