Artoria has always believed that her life as King Arthur is also a life of guarding this world. Although most of the era of Holy Britain was in the midst of wars and devastation, it is understandable that it was also a time of rapid development of civilization, and Artoria was the driving force behind the development of civilization.

Guardianship is not narrow means to protect the status quo of harmony, from the perspective of the general trend of the whole human race, only continuous progress can better adapt to the world, and human beings can better survive. If the entire civilization is stagnant because it is content with the status quo, then only ruthless destruction awaits it.

The Way of Guardianship, the royal way of King Arthur.

Guarding the people, guarding the empire, guarding the world. Following the trajectory of history, towards the ultimate evolution, Artoria has led the development of an era in this way. Not afraid of sacrifice, Artoria would rather bear the name of brutality if she could keep getting closer to a perfect future. But in fact, even if the morning sun of the empire rises in the bones, the name of King Arthur is still sacred, this is the identity of all mankind, this is the identity of the whole world.

King Arthur is a king who protects mankind and the world. People think that it is a king, but also a god. Because there is no such thing as a perfect person, Artoria's perfection can only be defined as a god.

Alone guardians are not lonely, because this feeling eventually becomes the belief of all followers. On this unknown road, countless people support him, so although he is alone, he is not alone.

The king guards the world, and the world guards the king.

"Everyone... Do you remember the oath you made?"

Turning around, Artoria said to the twelve round tables behind her, not taking the oncoming Macedonian army seriously.

"Naturally keep it in mind!"

The twelve round tables looked at each other, then turned their gaze to Artoria and said firmly. Of course, the oath of the knights cannot be forgotten, it is the deepest bond with each other.

"What are our swords wielding?"

"Just for the protection of my heart!"

"Where are we heading the horse?"

"The way forward where the light can't shine!"

"Where can I find the light?"

"There is no need to look for it, the guardian in your heart is the eternal light!"

Artoria smiled, a real heartfelt smile.

There is nothing more enjoyable than that, we share the same beliefs, we help each other, we pursue together. There are legends that belong to us in the world, and the history is full of beautiful words that belong to us. There is no perfection in life, but I believe that our years are perfect. A rare meeting, a rare fate. Most of Artoria's self-confidence comes from here, and with these knights behind her to rely on, how can she fail?

"So... Convey to me, my knights, the light of your hearts, this eternal guardian!"

Holding aloft the sword of the Oath of Victory, Artoria shouted at her knight.

"My king!"

In response to their most beloved king, the round tables of the empire also chanted together. They held out their hands towards Artoria, as if trying to convey their convictions. And that's when the unthinkable happened. Everyone's body began to glow, or rather, it was more appropriate to turn into light. Gradually, the mighty knights vanished, replaced by the endless light that constantly flocked to Artoria.

All the Knights of the Round Table, the warriors who gathered around Artoria, were the most illustrious heroes of their time. As courtiers, they offered their loyalty to the king, and until the final battle, they fulfilled their oaths, that is, sworn allegiance, sworn protection.

The protective light of all the people from their hearts gathered on Artoria's sword, and the originally golden sword body was suddenly plated with colorful brilliance. Feeling the emotions of everyone coming from the Sword of Oath, Artoria's heart was filled with indescribable emotion. It's a heart-warming faith, a belief that only shows to Artoria, and if there is such a group of people who support you, then it will be very touching anyway.

"I have never been so glad to have met you, not as a king, but as a knight, a friend. The years are long, who can say that they will protect their lives, and who is willing to dedicate their lives to the short years. But my knights, together with the sword in our hands, we forged the glory of the empire, and the process of which was consumed... It's our whole life. I can't express this gratitude here, but I believe that as long as you are still standing behind me, then, as in the countless wars we have been through, we... Undefeated!"

The army of the conquering king was already close at hand, and Artoria stretched out her sword at this time, and the colorful sword pointed at the menacing army.

"This guardian's mood... I've received the "

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, this is out of respect for the empire, respect for his own knights. At this very moment, the sword of victory of the oath is destined to shine with the ultimate light, because at this moment, it can never be replicated.

"Of the Oath—"

Finally, the light that bursts out is the guardian light belonging to Artoria, and the dazzling golden light is the guardian of the king. For all people, all things, Artoria guards the whole world.

"Eternal Guardian!"

The colorful brilliance cracked, and unlike a straight line attack like the Sword of Oath Victory, it distorted the space, and the scattered light pierced the barrier. And the oncoming army was also wiped out under the indiscriminate brilliance, it was impossible to resist, there was no need to resist at all, and the dazzling brilliance brought doomed death. And under this terrifying attack, the original unbreakable inherent barrier also began to disintegrate.

“saber！！！”

Dodging the rays of light, the rider swooped in on Artoria. With this blow he gave up his defense, and from the moment the barrier began to crumble, there was no need to defend. This is his final blow, victory or death, defeat or death.

"When this light can shine on all corners of the world, the world will be unified. However, with the alternation of yin and yang, there will always be darkness that light cannot reach. So your dreams can only be dreams forever, Iskander, hold your ideals and perish in this light......"

With a swing of his sword, an endless stream of colorful light shone towards the King of Conquerors, and the light became more and more dazzling, brighter and brighter, until the human eye could no longer peep into the scene within the light. It's so warm, but it feels more terrifying than death. The real horror may not be the darkness of hell, and the divine light of heaven can sometimes bring people beyond the despair of life and death.

The light dissipated, and when everyone's eyes gradually recovered, the bloody yellow sand battlefield had disappeared, and the surrounding forest scene was restored. The most terrifying thing, though, is that Artoria's front... It's empty.

The hot-blooded king has returned, ending his trip ....... in a grand ceremony that has never been seen before.