Artoria's side was likewise unable to hit the target directly due to the blocking of the "shield".

Although the instinctive thrust did hit the opponent, the front end of the Wind King's enchantment accurately hit the center of the black helmet's eyebrows, but it failed to hit the black knight's skull.

At this moment, the body of the truck finally broke into two after being tortured.

Although the Black Knight did not suffer a fatal wound, he was unable to return to his backward posture for a while due to a violent thrust in the forehead. That's enough for an extra hit.

Now the scales of victory are in Artoria's favor.

Artoria kicked away the burning wreckage of the vehicle and raised her sword, not sparing him this time.

Artoria aimed at the Black Knight's unsuspecting head and delivered the final blow to the split......

The power, the speed, the timing, it's perfect. It was a sword strike that was completely worthy of the title of "saber-swordsman", and it was enough to convince one that the winner had been decided—and because of this, Artoria was surprised that the blade of the sword was blocked above the black knight's head.

The Black Knight dropped his machine gun and caught the invisible sword protected by the Wind King's enchantment with his bare hands.

This stunt of taking the blade with empty hands is unbelievable in a double sense.

Not only because he responded to Artoria's mortal pursuit with an impossible posture, but also because the invisible sword trajectory was impossible for people to see through, but the fact was that the black knight blocked Artoria's attack with his bare hands, as if he knew everything about Artoria's saber from shape to length.

Artoria suddenly remembered the other party's ability to turn objects into her own treasures with just contact, and she shuddered.

Artoria put her surprise behind her for a moment and kicked the Black Knight in the chest with all her might.

The Black Knight, who didn't have a good focus, let go of the sword, so that Artoria's sword avoided the danger of being eroded by the opponent's dark magic at the last moment.

The fire-fighting sprinklers on the roof of the building react to the flames that spread everywhere and begin to spray water violently. Despite being drenched in stones, the silver and black knights still confronted each other motionlessly.

Once again, questions welled up in Artoria's mind that she couldn't ignore.

The hidden effects of the Wind King's enchantment have no effect on the Black Knight, which means that he clearly understands the specifications of the Sword of Victory of the Oath. In other words, it means that perhaps the two met before they became Heroic Spirits.

The more I tried to see the Black Knight, the more blurred the details of the Black Knight's armor became.

This means that the Black Knight is surrounded by guards similar to those used to confuse opponents from the Wind King's enchantment, making it impossible to see through the true face of his heroic spirit.

But Artoria had to be convinced that he was undoubtedly a knight with whom she had met.

"Judging by your martial arts, you are definitely a great knight as well...... So, I ask you......"

Artoria made up her mind and shouted to the black knight standing opposite the water curtain, "In that case, you should report your origin in the glory of the knight!" The challenge of concealing your identity is like a plot! ”

The sound of pouring water was mixed with the crisp metallic sound.

It was slight, but chilling, and it was undoubtedly the Black Knight's emanation—the armor of his body shrouded in black mist trembling.

Then, there is the sound of "Ji Ji Ji".

"...... you?"

The sound of a demon's mockery came from the depths of the black helmet.

The Black Knight twitched, showing irrepressible emotion.

Laughter? When Artoria realized that the other party's reaction was lagging behind, a chill flashed through her body.

With just her instincts, Artoria knew that she had made a huge mistake with her previous question. It's a pity that Aalto noticed it too late, and the words that might have been exchanged for stronger treatment for her have already been said by herself.

The black fog around the Black Knight began to condense, swirling like the eye of a typhoon, and then, the pitch-black armor finally revealed its true face in front of Artoria.

It is not a very luxurious and gorgeous armor, but it is an excellent armor that perfectly combines functional beauty and magnificence.

It can be seen that the craftsmen who made it did their best to cast it with great care and meticulousness, making this set of armor appear both powerful and capable. It's an ideal battle outfit that all knights can't help but envy.

Artoria knew the brave man who had worn that armor and galloped into battle. He is a swordsman at Cameron's round table who shines brighter than anyone else, a knight who is more outstanding than anyone else, and a warrior who is more loyal than anyone else.

"How-how?"

I wish I was wrong.

This is the true face of the Black Knight, the Berserker. You can't be wrong, that majesty will not be changed for the reason of madness.

As if mocking Artoria, the Black Knight slowly reached for his scabbard. This black knight, who has been hiding his identity, is finally about to reveal his sword.

However, Artoria could only stare helplessly as he slowly drew the sword from its scabbard.

It can't be mistaken, the design of the sword is exactly the same as Artoria's own sword - not made by humans, but by the goblins of the lake, the sharp blades that reflect like the glittering waters of the lake.

That's the Infinity Sword that will never break!

This sword is only entitled to him as the "perfect knight", and the name is also very good, "The Indestructible Lake" - this sword shows the identity of the bearer better than the self-proclaimed family.

Boom - the helmet that had cracked from Artoria's previous blow shattered. A blackened face emerged from the shattered helmet.

Can't believe it.

The beauty that once made countless girls envious is gone. There was nothing but hatred and hatred in his eyes, the appearance of a living dead man who had given up his own because of the curse.

"What ......"

Artoria felt only that her knees were weak, and King Arthur, who never fell, was shocked and overwhelmed, as if she could not bear the weight of the water droplets falling on her body, Artoria fell to her knees on the wet floor.

Even as a hero, she will end up losing the minimum of glory - this is what a knight once upon a time told her.

Could it be that the curse started at that time?

"Are you...... How ...... you are," Artoria burst into tears as she looked at the figure in front of her, which had long since lost the dignity and nobility of the past, and had fallen into a frenzy and completely changed.

"Do you hate me so much? My friend...... I don't hesitate to become what I am now...... Do you really hate me so much? Knights of the Lake! ”

This is the moment when the girl who has been fighting for honor and wants to maintain her eternal glory is defeated.