Fujimaru Ritsuka picked up the Holy Grail, and Fou sprang out of the containment device Fujimaru Ritsuka carried on his back.
He walked over to Mash and patted her on the shoulder.
"The Holy Grail has been confirmed recovered, Doctor." Mash snapped back to herself and instinctively reported into the communicator.
Artoria heard the voices behind her and turned around.
"—What, you still refuse to admit defeat?" Leonardo da Vinci jumped in fright when she saw Artoria turn around, taking a step back and watching her warily.
At last, a human expression appeared on Artoria's face.
She smiled. "What? Do you think you have already defeated me?"
"Though I no longer possess the Holy Spear's power, the Holy Sword is now in my hand once again."
"You are the restorers of Proper Human History. In that case, I am your enemy. When facing an enemy, one should naturally fight with all one's strength. So why, while I am still standing, do you believe I have lost?"
Mash's gaze turned wary as she put some distance between herself and Artoria.
"Heh heh... Hahaha." Artoria laughed again at Mash's reaction.
"Rest assured, Galahad. My pride as a king no longer permits me to act this way."
"King..." Mash froze for a moment, then understood.
Artoria truly was no longer their enemy.
"Ritsuka, get ready! That era is already beginning to be repaired!" Roman's voice came through the communicator. "The Spiritron Transfer passage is about to open!"
"Ah... I understand." Fujimaru Ritsuka stared blankly at the Holy Grail in his hand.
His gaze remained fixed on Artoria, whose eyes were calm and gentle.
Mash pressed her lips together. In the end, she bowed to Artoria and said with a smile, "It is truly wonderful that you returned, King."
"Maiden of the Shield, inheritor