"Hmm... You didn't disappoint me, Lancelot. Long time no see... My knights!"

In the past, Artoria could not use the Knights of the Round Table, but after Lancelot's redemption, she appeared in Artoria's Noble Phantasm, not only because Lancelot was not sinking into the darkness, but more importantly, because Artoria did not deny herself and the Knights of the Round Table, she believed very firmly that everything they had experienced together, so when Lancelot returned, the Noble Phantasm they formed naturally appeared in the ranks of Artoria's Noble Phantasm.

Smiling at the men who were both elegant and rugged, Artoria felt a sense of joy that should have been over, but they would have met again. At this time, even though Artoria wanted to take out a king's spirit and look at it indifferently, she still couldn't suppress her excitement in the face of the knights who had been with her life and death. In this respect, Artoria admits that she is indeed not as bold as the king of conquest, perhaps because of the delicate emotions peculiar to women, and the bond is far deeper than she imagined.

After all, the mighty army in front of them were the Knights of the Round Table who followed Artoria in his conquests of the north and south, and these loyal knights followed Artoria to the death from the moment Artoria became King of England until the end of the Battle of the Sword Railing. It is because of this rare loyalty that Artoria has given her the title of "Knight of the Round Table". The round table, there are no edges and corners, there is no priority, there is no distinction between kings and ministers, we are all knights, we are all equal. This is the highest courtesy that can be given in a monarchical society, and it can also be seen that Artoria loves her own army.

At the head of all the knights is the famous Twelve Round Table, who, together with Artoria, created the legend of King Arthur. It can be said that without the Twelve Knights of the Round Table, the legend of King Arthur would have lost its color. For Artoria, the twelve guardian knights are more like her friends, her brothers. In the years when we fought side by side, we left the footprints of you and me, and we will not leave us in the most difficult times. This bond, even if it is separated by countless time and space, is still cut.

"Yo, it's alright, Artoria!"

No matter how much time passes, Kay's love for Artoria never wanes. Although the man has always been very aggressive, he still takes care of his only "sister".

"Well, I'm fine. ”

Growing up together, they are both childhood sweethearts and brother and sister, which makes Artoria have a different feeling for Kai. But it is also a matter of course, the common environment and experience can often give each other a sense of identity, and then form an indissoluble bond.

"It's really amazing to say this, even if everything was history, but still I don't feel separated from the king. The guardianship of our vows, this mood is forever connected, and the silent Valhalla does not seem to be a permanent home, but only a temporary home. All we are waiting for is the king's call, believing in that day, the day of reunion, perhaps this is the embodiment of the Gaia Covenant. ”

The only person who could say such a thing was the knight Bedwell, who was closest to Artoria, and he stepped forward lightly and stood naturally beside Artoria. For Artoria, who has been serving Artoria for many years, this is the most familiar action. Many times Artoria even treats her as a girl, which is something that cannot be helped, the appearance and personality of the other party are too deceptive, and even Gnavelle cannot eat the slightest vinegar in this regard.

"Even if we are far away, so far that we can't see each other again, as long as we remember the battlefield side by side, we were in the same blue sky, and we made a common vow. As long as we believe in these, no matter how far apart we are, we are still together. ”

There is no so-called separation, there is no so-called non-separation, there will always be involuntary thoughts, but constantly chopping. In the days of existence, your memory has left its mark, and maybe one day, your face, your voice will gradually begin to blur. But the fact that we fought together will never change......

"So we have the privilege of gathering here today to point our sword at the conquering king of Macedonia!"

The eyes that had become tender because of his knight suddenly returned to their original coldness, and the nostalgia of the enemy under the current needs to be stopped. It was impossible for Artoria to ignore the circumstances, as powerful opponents were staring at her.

"The King of Conquest... Alexander, although his name has been immortalized, but under our sword, he is invincible!"

It was the knight Gawain, who had always been known for his calmness and caution, who spoke. But even this cautious knight still has the pride of the empire. He believed that the army that had created the myth of Britain was invincible under the leadership of the king.

Garevin on the side nodded in affirmation of his brother's words, unlike Gawain's calmness, he had always had a kind of blind confidence in Artoria. This self-confidence even reaches the point of faith, and like believing in an omnipotent God, Artoria is omnipotent. This is not a rational approach, but in fact most Knights of the Round Table have the same idea.

"King, your war horse!"

Needless to say, the battle will continue. Geraint came to her with a horse belonging to Artoria, a teenager who was easily overlooked. The reason why he said that he was a teenager was not a wrong word, because a baby face and short stature could easily make people mistake his age. His innate apathy and silence did not make him much of an impact among the Knights of the Round Table. However, Geraint is a rare doer, and he is also extremely loyal to Artoria.

Taking the reins from the boy's hand, Artoria turned cleanly and got on her horse. I don't know how long it had been since I rode a horse to fight, and because of the job provider, Artoria couldn't have had her own mount like a rider. But because of her natural talent for riding, no matter how long it has been, her horsemanship has never seemed to be a little rusty

Speaking of Artoria's war horse, it is not as famous as the conquering king of Busefarus, to be honest, Artoria's favorite horse is just an ordinary war horse. may have a good pedigree, but there is still a long way to go from myths and legends. After all, Artoria is not very strong in horse battles, and Artoria's strength does not require mount bonuses. Moreover, in the age of holy Britain, the end of mythology, fantasy species are becoming more and more rare. Not to mention using it as a mount, Artoria doesn't think she's been that lucky.

However, unlike riders who can even become heroes and horses, Artoria does not have an inherent enchantment that embodies miracles, but the knights of the Round Table in Holy Britain and their horses are undoubtedly the strongest treasures. A knight knight, in addition to a sword that accompanies him, should also have a galloping horse.

"Then, my knight, you are willing to turn into my sword and shield again, and continue the legend of undefeat with me!"

Pulling the reins tightly, Artoria raised the sword of the Oath of Victory. It had been a long time since such a king's expedition had been carried out, and for a moment, Artoria felt her blood boiling all over her body. The pride of the commander of thousands of troops is indescribable, perhaps this is the charm of power, this is the charm of the battlefield.

"Swear to die and never give up!"

The sound of twelve sharp swords unsheathed was like the unequivocal oath of the twelve knights of the round table. The meaning of their existence is not easy to judge, but in their own eyes, becoming a sword in the hands of the king may be the only reason to fight, and it is also a lifelong belief, this will... Eternity.

"King Arthur is undefeated!"

Someone in the mighty knight legion took the lead in shouting this, and then the whole army boiled. The soldiers were immediately aroused to high morale, and expressed their faith in their hearts to the loyal king.

"Long live my king!"

The neat roar of tens of thousands of troops was more deafening than the earth-shattering roar, but with it came a feeling of pride that made every British knight extremely proud. Following such a king is in itself an incomparably proud thing, this divine king.

Webb was a little worried. The king's army is the final hole card of the rider, which he himself calls "irresistible power". Webb agrees with this, no Heroic Spirit can stand up to the attack of thousands of troops who are also Heroic Spirits. However, what he never expected was that King Arthur would have an army of knights. But it's not surprising that in retrospect, as the king of the world, Saber, who is worshiped as the king of knights, has such strength.

However, in this way, the advantage of the rider is no longer there, and the situation is bound to become unpredictable in the face of King Arthur's oppression. Webber knew what he couldn't do, and now he had no choice but to watch the battle and pray silently, if the magician believed in God.

"King of Conquest, I ask you, who in this world can rule the world?"

With the long sword pointing to the sky, the knights of the empire immediately prepared to charge. At the last moment before the battle, Artoria seemed to inadvertently ask the king of conquest.

Ten years of fierce soldiers and horses, repair my armor, ten years of Qi through Changhong, Jin Ge Iron Horse. Blood-stained yellow sand, just to compete for hegemony, Wang Yu Xingshi, and finally dominate the world. The glory of Sacred Britain has reached this point, but the glory is fleeting, the remnants of the flowers, the drunken sunset, the tears of the armor, after a few degrees, it is all a vanity.

So, let's ask the world, who can truly dominate the world?

"I look forward to your answer, King Arthur!"

This is not a question that wants an answer, and it is a question that has no answer. Rider knew this, and the king's words could not be arbitrary, so he did not say his usual rhetoric of being able to unify the world.

"So... Please watch, rider, this... It's the knight who unifies the world!"