The seventh seal.
A sharp, youthful voice rang out, its tone arrogant.
"This is a war to punish evil."
Mordred, the Knight of Rebellion.
There was no response.
Caster isn't evil; she's just on the other side.
The seventh seal has not been lifted.
The eighth seal.
A clear male voice rang out.
"This is a fight not fought for personal gain."
Galahad. The Holy Grail Knight.
There was no response.
Artoria's current motivations for fighting are complex.
To avenge their Master, to reclaim the Lesser Grail, and to protect Irisviel.
Her own feelings were mixed in with these thoughts.
Galahad did not acknowledge it.
The eighth seal has not been lifted.
The ninth seal.
A deep male voice rang out, as scorching as the midday sun.
This is a battle for honor.
Gawain, the Sun Knight.
"Admit."
The ninth seal has been broken.
The golden light intensified for the fourth time.
The subsequent seals appeared one after another, then fell silent.
The conditions are becoming increasingly stringent.
The last one.
The thirteenth seal.
There was no sound in the void.
Because the judge of the thirteenth seal is herself.
"This is a battle to save the world."
Artoria uttered those words to herself.
The answer is clear.
This is not a war to save the world.
This is merely the final showdown in the Holy Grail War.
The thirteenth seal has not been lifted.
Of the thirteen seals, four have been lifted.
Kay, Bedivere, Gaheris, Gawain.
The four Knights of the Round Table acknowledged the legitimacy of the battle.
Although still far from its full potential, Excalibur's output after the four seals were removed has already exceeded the range of a regular Noble Phantasm.
Artoria opened her eyes.
Golden light shone in his emerald green pupils.
The holy sword trembled in her hand.
That is power waiting to be unleashed.
Artoria raised the holy sword above her head.
The sword tip pointed to the sky.
Pointing to the black cone that is gathering power thousands of meters in the sky.
" The Sword of Restraint-- "
The chanting begins.
Golden light burst forth from Excalibur's sword, a beam of light shooting from the tip into the sky.
"--Excalibur!"
At the same time.
The Sword of Blazing Flame has finished charging.
Deep within the Sword of Blazing Flame, Mayuri sensed that the Spirit Power density at its tip had reached the release threshold.
three times.
The force of this attack was three times that of the one against Gilgamesh.
The last attack used less than one-tenth of the total Spirit Power.
This time, three-tenths were used.
"Emission."
A torrent of bluish-white lightning shot out from the tip of the Sword of Blazing Flame.
A beam of light, over thirty meters in diameter, cascaded down from a height of one thousand meters.
A golden beam of light shot upwards from the ground toward the sky.
The two beams of light collided at an altitude of approximately one kilometer.
The light from the impact illuminated the eastern sky of Fuyuki City.
Not just in the east.
Half of Fuyuki City was illuminated.
The thick clouds were pushed aside by the shock wave.
From the point of impact, the clouds within a radius of tens of kilometers dispersed within three seconds.
The starry sky, which had been obscured by clouds, was now revealed.
The starlight was overshadowed by the bluish-white and gold hues.
The two beams of light collided and crushed each other.
A bluish-white color pressed down from top to bottom.
The gold color rises from the bottom up.
The energy creates a high-energy region with a diameter of over fifty meters at the point of impact, where air molecules are ionized and the temperature exceeds that of the sun's surface.
If the two attacks do not cancel each other out, either one of them could wipe out Fuyuki City and several surrounding cities if it lands on the ground.
Tohsaka Residence.
Tokiomi Tohsaka stood by the study window.
He could see the patch of light, a blend of bluish-white and gold, on the eastern horizon.
The night sky over Fuyuki City was as bright as day.
Tokiomi Tohsaka rubbed his temples.
My head hurts a little.
Even in the dead of night, many residents in Fuyuki City must have seen such a commotion.
The curtains couldn't block the light, and even sleeping people would be woken up by the vibrations from the ground.
Tomorrow's workload is going to be explosive.
The memories of all residents of Fuyuki City have been erased.
The coverage area must include at least the Fuyuki City, as well as the entire population of the three surrounding towns.
The media should also prepare a statement, preferably attributing it to a meteorological or astronomical phenomenon.
Tokiomi Tohsaka sighed and turned back to his desk.
The collision lasted for ten seconds.
Ten seconds passed, and the two beams of light were still locked in a stalemate.
The torrent of bluish-white lightning and the pillar of golden holy sword light were locked in a stalemate a thousand meters in the air, neither able to gain the upper hand.
Mayuri gritted her teeth inside the Sword of Blazing Flame.
Are you kidding me?
In the original work, Saber's Excalibur didn't have the Thirteen Seals, right?
In the anime she watched and the games she played in her previous life, Artoria had never used anything like this.
Is this yet another plot deviation caused by my own intervention?
Or is it something that was already in the original story, but was never used in the Fourth Holy Grail War?
Never mind.
We can't win if things continue like this.
Mayuri made a decision.
Additional output.
She poured another 20% of her Spirit Power into the Sword of Blazing Flame.
The total amount of Spirit Power in the body increased from three-tenths to nearly five-tenths.
The effects were immediate.
The diameter of the bluish-white lightning torrent expanded from thirty meters to nearly forty meters, and its energy density increased accordingly.
The balance at the point of collision was broken.
The golden beam of light began to be pressed downwards.
One kilometer.
Nine hundred meters.
800 meters.
The point of impact propelled towards the ground at a speed of nearly 100 meters per second.
Artoria's arms began to tremble.
Excalibur, after the four seals were removed, had reached the limit of what she could do.
The magical energy reserves within my body are rapidly depleting.
The supplies that Irisviel received through the narrowed magical channels were completely insufficient to keep up with the consumption.
She's using the reserves in her Spirit Origin to barely hold on.
700 meters.
600 meters.
500 meters.
The brightness of the golden beam of light began to dim.
The point of impact is getting lower and lower.
Artoria understood.
I can't win.
Excalibur, sealed with four seals, was no match for the Sword of Blazing Flame exerted five times its power.
If all thirteen seals are lifted, perhaps we can still fight.
But now there are only four.
not enough.
The point of impact dropped to 300 meters.
Artoria glanced through the gap in the bluish-white light at the silver-haired figure hiding behind a rock 150 meters behind her.
Irisviel.
She also has Avalon inside her.
In the final seconds before Excalibur was about to collapse, Artoria extended her consciousness to the magical link connecting her and Irisviel.
Following the link, she touched Avalon inside Irisviel's body.
Remote activation.
This will consume a large amount of magic power, at least three times more than activating it at close range.
Artoria didn't care about any of that anymore.
She divided the remaining magic in her Spirit Origin into two parts.
A copy of Excalibur's final output.
One portion was poured into Avalon.
" Avalon."
She uttered her real name in her heart.
150 meters away.
Irisviel hid behind the rocks, covering her ears with her hands, her body swaying unsteadily from the shockwave generated by the collision of the two beams of light.
A warm force suddenly surged from inside my chest.
Golden light shone from her body.
Golden light patterns radiated outwards from her chest, forming a spherical barrier about three meters in diameter around her.
Avalon.
As the golden barrier took shape, it completely enveloped Irisviel.
In the sky.
The point of impact dropped to 100 meters.
Artoria's Excalibur went out.
The golden beam of light dissipated the moment its magic power was exhausted.
An unobstructed torrent of bluish-white lightning poured down from a height of one thousand meters.
Artoria's silver-blue figure was swallowed by a bluish-white light.
The armor turned into silver dust.
Her golden ponytail spread out.
The last thing the emerald eyes saw was a quiet, glowing golden spherical barrier in the distance.
Irisviel is still alive.
Avalon succeeded.
Artoria's Spirit Origin disintegrated amidst a torrent of bluish-white lightning.
At the last moment, the King of Knights used all his remaining power to protect the person he wanted to protect.
Saber Artoria Pendragon exits the stage.
The sixth Servant to officially retire from this Holy Grail War.
After losing its target, the torrent of bluish-white lightning struck the ground directly.
The shockwave spread outwards from the spot where Artoria last stood.
The hills, spanning hundreds of meters in radius, were plowed into flat land.
Soil, rocks, and vegetation were all crushed by the energy flow and swept into the sky.
The golden Avalon barrier stood amidst the shockwaves and energy flows.
A bluish-white destructive force flowed across the surface of the barrier, swirling around to both sides.
Inside the barrier, Irisviel's hair was perfectly neat.
She stood inside the barrier, her wine-red pupils piercing through the golden light wall as she looked at the world outside, which was covered in bluish-white light.
Saber's presence has vanished.
On the back of Irisviel's right hand, the Command Spell she had acquired less than an hour ago had quietly faded from its red color.