Raised high were three swords.
Three knights, dressed in similar attire, stood at the forefront of the other knights.
"Gawain, Lancelot, you two, watch your coordination."
Anno gave them a reminder.
Silver-white radiance had already gathered upon his sword.
Behind him, the knight likewise clad in silver-white armor with a cape hanging from his collar nodded solemnly.
"Yes, Sir Anno!"
"Father, I understand!"
Though they said so, standing at Anno's sides, both Gawain and Lancelot could feel an almost absolute pressure.
The weight brought by Anno's holy light was nearly equal to the two of them combined—though weightiness was Anno's holy light's defining trait to begin with.
Though all four holy swords had originated from Viviane, there were still clear differences between them.
Bzzzz—
Lake-blue and red-orange light appeared upon Lancelot's and Gawain's swords.
The three swords were held by the three Knights of the Round Table Order and raised above their heads, bearing the immense and terrifying magical power of all three men.
"Here we go!"
Anno shouted in a deep voice. One foot, formerly planted forward in a bow stance, shifted its angle, and the way he exerted force through his body visibly changed.
"This is the sword that severs all evil, preferring to be stained layer upon layer with enemy blood. The silver-white end of all inhuman things and foes!"
"This sword is the incarnation of the sun, the blazing solar flame that burns away all impurity!"
"This is the ripple of the lake, the incarnation of lake water that overturns all things yet remains clear as ever!"
Even among the Knights of the Round Table Order, only some had witnessed such a sight.
Bzzzz—
Bzzzzzzzz—
The starry sky trembled.
The earth split apart.
The entire surface of Perception Star shook, heralding the arrival of an incomparably