Chapter 1038: The duel between the king and the minister
"Come on, Lancelot!"
In an instant, Artoria lifted the Noble Phantasm that surrounded the Holy Sword, and the Holy Sword, disguised in the air, revealed its true colors.
The golden sword, the sword that symbolizes the legendary king, came into Lancelot's eyes.
"Ahhh Arthur!! Lancelot, who was already restless, became even more furious the moment he saw the Holy Sword, and there was no reason for him to subconsciously call out Artoria's name.
Without hesitation, Lancelot drew his black saber, and in an instant, a dark magic like ink erupted, and the black mist around him quickly dissipated.
Indestructible lake light (A
ou
dight), like Artoria's Sword of Oath of Victory, is a sword entrusted to humans by the Elves of the Lake, and because of its same origin, it can rival the Sword of Oath Victory.
However, since Lancelot used the sword to kill the Knight of the Round Table, the sword was disqualified as a holy sword and was classified as a magic sword.
When using this sword, Lancelot has to seal other treasures before he can use it, and when he draws this sword, all of Lancelot's parameters are increased by one level.
Since this sword has a story of defeating dragons, it can deal additional damage to Heroic Spirits who hold the "Dragon Attribute".
This is a bit of a restraint for Artoria, after all, in the setting of this world, Artoria has the genetic factor of a dragon in her body.
Armed with a black sword. Lancelot rushed towards Artoria, his dark figure surging with powerful mana fluctuations, and his current mana supply was very abundant, allowing him to reach his best, which also meant that he did his best with the first blow.
Artoria was cautious in the face of this attack, she knew that in terms of martial arts alone, Lancelot was even above her.
This is because Lancelot has an A+ level inherent skill, Infinite Martial Arts, which is a skill that makes the complete integration of the mind and body, without any mental influence, it can exert a powerful combat ability, and relying on this skill, Lancelot can exert his original skills even in a berserk state.
The frenzied Lancelot quickly came to Artoria's present, waved his arm, and the pitch-black magic sword quickly slashed at Artoria from top to bottom.
Artoria raised the holy sword in her hand and accurately blocked the incoming sword strike.
Accompanied by a fierce burst of sparks and a piercing hum, the collision between the Holy Sword and the Demon Sword created a frenzied air current.
The collision between the two sides means that the battle has officially begun.
Luo Tianhuan appears on a tree, watching Artoria fight with Lancelot.
The darkness of the night did not hide the brilliance of the Holy Sword.
The golden holy sword and the black magic sword were constantly intertwined, sparks were constantly flying, and the two people who were fighting did not spare any hands.
At this moment, there is no need for language to exist, and only a battle for their lives is left between the two.
It's a special battle, and the only thing Artoria can do when a guilty monarch faces a remorseful courtier, is to free Lancelot from his endless suffering.
β¦β¦
Boom!!
The fierce battle continued, and Artoria's holy sword slashed through Lancelot's armor, sending a spark of fire.
Ranslot ignored Artoria's movements, and just swung the magic sword in his hand, leaving a bloody trail on Artoria's arm.
The two sides were on the verge of separation, and it was clear that Lancelot had the upper hand slightly.
As the strongest Knight of the Round Table under King Arthur, his martial arts have been unrivaled for an era, and even in a state of madness, he can suppress Artoria.
Although she was slightly down, Artoria did not show much frustration, and under the influence of Avalon in her body, the blood on her arm disappeared in an instant, and the wound healed.
Raising the holy sword in her hand again, Artoria looked at the pitch-black servant opposite with complicated eyes: "Lancelot, I don't know if you hate me or yourself......"
As she spoke, Artoria kicked her feet and immediately rushed towards Lancelot like an arrow off the string, swinging the holy sword in her hand without hesitation, and the golden sword slashed at Lancelot, slashing through the dark air, leaving a shock.
Bang!!
With fierce sparks, Lancelot raised the black magic sword in his hand and steadily blocked the attacking holy sword.
The sound of sonorous sound continued to echo in the woods.
Artoria looked at Lancelot up close, at his twisted and crazy countenance, his turquoise eyes full of determination.
ββ¦β¦ However, now I can be sure of one thing, and that is ...... Execute you with your own hands!! β
Artoria and Lancelot pushed back at the same time, raising the holy sword in their hands upright, without showing any defensive stance, Artoria decided to split the winner with the next blow.
At the same time, perhaps sensing something, Lancelot rushed towards Artoria, and the pitch-black magic spread to the fallen magic sword, making it seem as if there was a flame burning on the magic sword.
Artoria could be sure that it was Lancelot's full blow.
In the face of this dangerous blow, Artoria did not put up any resistance, but did one thing, and that was to free her Noble Phantasm.
βAvalo
(Avalon β the ideal place for independence)!! β
The golden scabbard emerged from Artoria's body, blooming with a dazzling golden light, and the light enveloped Artoria's body, forming a small and indestructible barrier, as if the dreamlike light put Artoria in a different dimension.
At this time, Lancelot had already attacked, wielding the magic sword that was ready to be attacked, and slashed down with great force.
Bang!!
The golden enchantment was solid, easily blocking the slashing magic sword, and did not let Artoria in the enchantment suffer the slightest damage.
Moreover, it was Lancelot's full force, but it was blocked, and the huge reaction force shook Lancelot's hands numb, so that he staggered back a few steps, causing him to show his flaws.
Almost at the same time, the golden light converged, and the scabbard returned to Artoria's body, Artoria rushed forward as fast as she could, instantly catching up with the unstable Lancelot, and stabbed the holy sword in her hand without hesitation.
Poof!
The sound of a sharp weapon stabbing into the flesh suddenly sounded, which also represented the end of the battle.
The holy sword stabbed into Lancelot's heart, and Artoria lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking, but from her trembling hands, she could tell that although she had made up her mind, she was still very uncomfortable inside.
Lancelot was defeated, and Luo Tianhuan, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, was very sure.
At the same time, the night of the wild goose in the castle of Einzberen also seemed to feel something, and lowered his head to see the two bright red spells on the back of his hand gradually fading.
The Servant's spirit core has been shattered, and it will only take a short time for Lancelot to disappear.
Poof!
Artoria's face sank as she pulled out the sword that had been inserted into Lancelot's chest.
The spirit core shattered, and Lancelot's body fell down weakly.
Seeing this, Artoria subconsciously wanted to help him, but Lancelot immediately supported his body with the magic sword in his hand, keeping his upper body upright, while his lower body knelt on one knee in front of Artoria.
"I can see you again at last, my king."
The contract had been lifted, and Lancelot briefly regained consciousness. That should be a good thing for him.
"Yes, Lancelot, I'm glad to see you, to be able to talk to you at the last moments." Artoria raised her head, her face calm, but the complicated gaze in her eyes betrayed her mood, indicating that her heart was mixed at the moment, and it was very unpleasant.
Seeing that the battle was over, Luo Tianhuan jumped down from the tree, but did not take a step further, because he knew that in front of him was something that Artoria wanted to solve personally.
Looking at her former comrades-in-arms and subordinates in front of her, Artoria was filled with emotion.
Lancelot is one of the Knights of the Round Table and a hero who is celebrated as the greatest knight.
He loved justice, respected women, hated evil, was incorruptible and full of romance, and was evaluated by King Arthur as an ideal knight.
However, Lancelot fell in love with Queen Arthur's queen Gnavel, and everything has changed since then.
"I'd love to die under your sword, and perhaps, I can only convey my thoughts in this way......" Lancelot continued with a wry smile as he gazed compassionately at the sword that pierced his body.
"Actually, I wanted you to punish me personally. O king, I wished you had come to me out of your own anger. β
"You're wrong, Lancelot, I've never been angry about what happened to you and Gnavier."
Artoria looked at Lancelot in front of her calmly, but the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed.
Lancelot and Gnavelle fall in love, but Artoria does not regard this inextricable injustice as treachery, all because she hides her gender.
She believes that it is Gnavelle who must bear this contradiction for the rest of her life.
Artoria understood the weight of the sacrifice and thanked Lancelot, feeling guilty, but even relieved that Lancelot and Gnavelle were in love.
In Artoria's view, Lancelot had the same ideals as the Lord himself, that such a man would not plunge the country into crisis, and that she believed that he would share the responsibility with her.
And in fact, he did.
Although he was troubled by stepping into the path of injustice, Lancelot still secretly supported Gnevere and supported the king.
The reason why it was exposed as a scandal and forced the two to stand in opposing positions was also planned by those traitors who hated Camorot.
Since Lancelot could not sit idly by while her beloved woman was killed, Artoria had to execute her as king.
No one is wrong, and it is precisely because everyone is right that tragedy has occurred.
In Artoria's opinion, in the final analysis, it was all because she hid her gender, so she didn't blame Lancelot for the idea.
However, Lancelot is different.
As the king's courtier, but he fell in love with the king's princess, and even this became the *** of the national crisis, for him, this kind of thing is simply an unforgivable thing.
The butt determines the head, and depending on the position it is in, the things that are thought about are also different.
"King, have you come to this war because of us?" Lancelot's voice became weaker and weaker, his body began to become more and more transparent, and a large number of spirit children floated out, but his eyes became brighter and brighter, and before disappearing, he still wanted to confirm one thing, and this matter was also the one thing that all the knights who cared about Artoria were most worried about.
"It was." Artoria understood what Lancelot meant, and after a little thought, gave the answer.
Lancelot's head bowed, and his face darkened a little.
But then, Artoria's next sentence made him look up.
"However, I have given up on that idea, and now the reason why I continue to participate in this war is only to solve one thing, and this matter has nothing to do with you."
"Yes, I'm not in a position to ask about what you're going to do, but here, I hope you'll listen carefully to the advice of my disloyal knight."
Lancelot's body has become translucent, and it will soon disappear.
"You are the perfect king, whether it is resisting the invasion of the enemy or ruling the country prosperously, you are the object of follower at all times. However, every decision you make is for the sake of the country, for the people, and for the people around you. Whether it's crusading against villages, or dealing with invading enemies, even the things for me and Gnavelle. Your image has always been rational, but, as it is, we have never seen your own smile on your face. β
"O king, I beseech you to consider for yourself, you are not at fault, it is only us who are at fault, but the knights who have betrayed you."
Lancelot's voice was already very weak, as if he would disappear in the next second.
And Lancelot's words represent the hearts of almost all the knights under King Arthur.
In order to become an ideal king, the girl in front of her spent her whole life giving up people's feelings, giving up people's lives, and giving up everything that belongs to people.
And the burden of a country is just on the shoulders of this young girl.
The maiden worked hard for the country, but in the end, it was her knights who destroyed the country.
The Battle of the Sword Railing, in that war, the figure of the girl staying alone on the sword hill made all the knights feel ashamed, even if they had all left this world.
"No, Lancelot...... " Artoria said firmly, holding back the sadness in her heart, looking at her former best friend in front of her.
ββ¦β¦ It is my duty as a king to protect the country, and I will not be able to avoid it no matter what. As for thinking about it for myself, I'll pay attention to it too. β
Hearing this, Lancelot's face was full of relief, and half of his body was about to disappear.
"When I am dying, I can accept your sanction and die in front of your eyes, so I may be qualified to atone for my sins."
"Ah, you're qualified." Artoria looked at the knight in front of her, and her voice became choked.
"Goodbye, king......" said the last goodbye, and Lancelot disappeared completely, but the knight, who had been blaming himself and remorseful, finally ushered in his own relief.
After Lancelot vanished, Artoria stood still, unable to recover for a long time.