"Sir Bedivere, this..." Bedivere de Lion looked at the sword floating before him, transformed from Bedivere's arm, his expression filled with emotion and hesitation.
"It's fine, just take it. Things are relatively stable here, and no other monsters should come this way."
Bedivere merely smiled and patted Bedivere de Lion's shoulder with his one remaining hand.
"In the end, we will all return to the Throne of Heroes, and that time is already close at hand."
He sighed and gently shook his head.
"There are only two outcomes awaiting you—or rather, awaiting us Knights of the Round Table."
"Either we are destroyed by the flood and the lament."
"Or we return in triumph."
Bedivere's words left everyone silent.
It was true that Bedivere de Lion had now formed a contract with Fujimaru Ritsuka.
But how much longer could his Saint Graph endure?
Or rather, could it even still be called a Saint Graph?
Servants were, by nature, projections of Heroic Spirits inscribed upon the Throne. A Saint Graph was undoubtedly the substance of that projection, yet Bedivere de Lion's current Saint Graph...
At least from the perspective of his Saint Graph, there were hardly any elements of "Bedivere de Lion" left.
Bedivere de Lion had merely provided a vessel, bearing everything he had to bear.
From Percival all the way to Bedivere, Bedivere de Lion's Saint Graph had long ceased to carry his own magical energy. Instead, it carried the magical energy of the Knights of the Round Table.
He had to fight using power that did not belong to him.
And that meant—there would come a moment when he completely lost himself, just as when he had abandoned his own Saint Graph.
And that would be the moment Bedivere de Lion returned to the Throne of Heroes.
Moreover, Bedivere