"Regarding how the Lion King bypassed the restraints on the Knights of the Round Table and directly unleashed the Holy Spear's full power, I have something to say." Having gathered everyone together, Fujimaru Ritsuka wore a grave expression.
"Perfect. I've thought of a few things too. Ritsuka, why don't you go first?" Anno leaned Chalk against his side and held out one hand toward Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"Mm." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded without declining, then turned to Lancelot. "Sir Lancelot, may I ask first—what impression do you have of that Lion King?"
"For example, how is she different from the Knight King, King Arthur?"
Lancelot fell silent in thought. After a moment, he raised his head and answered Fujimaru Ritsuka. "...The only thing I can be certain of is that, when we Knights of the Round Table were summoned, the King was already like that. And her body was indeed the King's, without question. It was simply..."
"She was a King who had continued to grow, wasn't she?" Anno interjected, resolving Lancelot's uncertainty.
"Mm." Lancelot nodded. "But under normal circumstances, the King possessed the Holy Sword's blessing. Her age should have been fixed, and she should not have continued growing."
"...Ritsuka, do you remember what the first King Hassan said inside the Temple of Azrael?" Anno raised his eyes and looked at Fujimaru Ritsuka.
"I remember. He said that the Lion King... had long since fallen into godhood." Fujimaru Ritsuka nodded, his eyes heavy with concern. "That's what I wanted to bring up as well."
"Mr. Anno once said that the Lion King was not the Knight King. Her inner self had long since become different from what it once was." Fujimaru Ritsuka rubbed his chin, his gaze fixed on the campfire around which they sat, the firelight reflected in his eyes.