When the decisive battle started outside the Holy Capital, the interior of the Holy Capital was still a peaceful and peaceful scene.

Crops are grown in the fertile soil blessed by the holy gun, and the hard-working farmers get up early in the morning to water and fertilize the crops.

The bakery in the city gets the fresh wheat that has just been harvested, and starts the day at the mill, and the rich smell of wheat gradually spreads through the holy capital as the bakery workers work hard.

The smell of bread stimulates the city's inhabitants who work in all walks of life, and the peaceful life of the Holy Capital begins day after day.

Due to the effect of the defensive barrier, the residents of the Holy Capital who live in the city cannot hear the shouts of killing outside the city at all, and they have long forgotten that they were once a member of the struggle to survive in the wilderness, and they have completely integrated into the peaceful life of the Holy Capital.

Morgan stands on the top of the Stargazing Tower in the Intramural City, where the 500-strong inhabitants of the Holy Capital form a complete miniature world, each with its own hard work.

There is no contention and no suffering.

Despite its small number of inhabitants, life in the Holy Capital does look like the dream of King Arthur's dreams.

Morgan's veil was lifted by a breeze that blew by, revealing a beautiful face that resembled at least 8 points to that of an adult Artoria.

Compared with the cold and indifferent Lion King, Morgan looks more like a human with seven emotions and six desires, and she looks at the miniature ideal town in the city, and a complex look flashes in her eyes.

"Artoria, is this what you want? A false boom with only 500 people left? ”

"No, that's not your style."

"If it were the real you, you would never give up on the thousands of people outside the city, and would rather break the ideal life of these 500 people than try to save all the people within your reach."

"Stupid, stubborn, self-satisfied idealist, but you are the king of knights praised by all peoples, and King Arthur of Camelot who has left a strong mark on legend."

Morgan's whisper made Mordred, who was standing behind her, scratch his head incomprehensibly.

In Mordred's memory, her mother was forever plotting how to take the throne of her "father".

Morgan was in such a calm state that she had never seen before.

"Mother, what the hell are we going to do?"

Mordred looked at Morgan's back with a wary gaze: "First of all, I will never betray my father again, if you want me to act as an internal servant to overthrow my father's rule, I will definitely not assist you." ”

"Heh~"

Retracting his gaze from the holy capital of Camelo, Morgan turned his head and explained to Mordred with a smirk, "Don't worry, I won't let you do the same thing again. ”

"This time, we're here to bring back the real King Arthur, not this Archal incarnation with only the shell of Artoria."

……

Skaha's clairvoyance sees images of certain scenes that may occur in the future, which are not necessarily going to happen, and depending on the choices of the person involved, the situation may turn in a completely different direction.

In any case, in order to enter the Holy Capital for details, one must first break through this solid gate like a wall of sighs.

The gate of the Holy Capital was originally blessed by the Holy Spear of the Lion King, and it was extremely strong, and only a good attack without malice could break through the gates' defenses.

After Morgan was summoned, the gate was further magically enhanced, not only was it stronger again, but attacks that could not break through the gate would also be damaged by the magic barrier.

"Drink!"

Sanzang's tentative compassionate palm slapped on the gate of the Holy Capital, but there was no response, as if the physical magic thorn bloomed at the same time that Sanzang touched the gate.

"Pain, pain, pain!"

Sanzang threw her right hand and jumped to her feet, but in fact her palm was not punctured by the magic thorns arranged by Morgan.

Skaha looked at the Sanzang Master with tears and a look of grievance with interest, her physical strength was already close to the level of a god, is this what the East calls the body of a half-Buddha? ’

Unfortunately, this child's mental state is not stable, and she can't use all the strength she has anytime and anywhere, otherwise she would be a good opponent. ’

"Humph!"

Sanzang snorted and took two steps back to accumulate strength again, and a soft circle of Buddha light appeared behind her, and the phantom of a big Buddha could be seen faintly.

"Since this gate cannot be opened by forceful means, let me show the compassion of the Buddha here!"

"Om, well, what, horn, mic, huh!"

Chanting the six-character mantra of Buddhism in her mouth, Sanzang, who has always shown people in the image of a comedian, looked very serious at this time, leaving countless afterimages between her hands, and the soft Buddha light behind her became more and more conspicuous.

"Wait."

Sihaka stopped Sanzang's movements, she frowned and looked at the puzzled Sanzang and asked, "This level of attack is already beyond the limit that your Heroic Spirit Body can withstand, do you want to kill yourself?" ”

Sanzang's expression froze, and his worried eyes looked a little unnatural in the face of Fujimaru and Mathew and the others.

"There is no way to do this, we must break the gate to meet the Lion King as soon as possible, and if we delay any longer, the end of the Holy Spear will be further accelerated."

"Then you don't have to sacrifice yourself."

Skaha habitually swirled the red magic spear in her hand, and suddenly an identical red spear suddenly appeared in her free left hand.

"Good attributes are not unique to you."

The two spears in Skaha's hands glowed blood-red at the same time.

"Pierce, pierce!"

"Whoosh!"

As Skaha's Noble Noble Liberation Phrase was spoken, she took the lead in throwing the spear in her left hand into the middle of the gate.

"Woohoo!"

The tip of the liberated magic spear collided violently with the gate of the Holy Capital, and the magic spark sputtered wildly in all directions.

Raising another magic spear in his right hand, Skaha shouted out the real name of the Noble Phantasm: "Piercing Death Lance!" （Gae Bolg Alternative）”

"Boom!"

The power of the two magic spears overlapped, and finally tore through the defenses of the Holy Capital Gate.

With this roar that resounded through the battlefield, a large hole was pierced in the center of the gate of the Holy Capital, and the magic enchantment and blessing that guarded the gate were also removed.

……

"Hmm!"

In the throne hall, the lion king, who was speeding up the contraction of the holy spear, suddenly stumbled under his feet, and leaned against the throne with his forehead covered in some pain.

The Lion King's slightly rapid gasp was heard in the empty throne hall.

"The door was breached, and there was a disgusting strange feeling in the magic that connected to me...... A god-killing hero? ”

In the past, Ag Guiwen would stay in front of the Lion King's throne to listen to orders, but today he uncharacteristically took the initiative to apply to guard the gate of the palace, and the Lion King's questions were not answered.

Holding down his temples and regaining his composure, the Lion King issued an order to the royal sister who remained in the city.

"Morgan, help Aggay to guard the entrance to the royal city and buy me a little more time."

At this time, Morgan was wandering around the city with the confused Mordred, and when he received the order of the Lion King, Morgan's movements paused slightly.

"I see."

There was a strange glint in the green eyes under the veil, and the corners of Morgan's mouth curled into a smile of unknown meaning.

The corners of Mordred's mouth twitched when she saw Morgan finally show a familiar gesture.

'Bad premonition, what the hell does she want to do? ’