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If Artoria really can't take the blow, then he'll have to block it for her anyway.

He was waiting for a miracle.

There are only a few tenths of a second before a miracle happens, or rather, it ends with a miracle.

Marvel......

It happened.

Miracles erupt in the form of light.

Before Clermont's decisive shot fell, light erupted from the depths of the monarch's core.

Blocking Clermont's shot, he also knocked the rebel out.

Artoria, who had been completely blurred in consciousness, now felt the power inexplicably and returned to her body again.

But it's not, it's just that there is a steady stream of power injected into her body, and she is still confused, just feeling that her body is involuntarily under the guidance of an inexplicable force, carrying out fierce operations.

"Is it a kind of feeding?" Su Junyan saw clearly in the world of lines, it was the power of the law that turned into the form of vitality, and it was transmitted to Olivia in reverse.

The monarch, who was still overwhelmed a moment ago, had completely regained his strength in this second, and with an absolutely far superior reaction and operation, he quickly carried out a wave of extremely strong counterattacks.

Clermont's blow was a certainty.

But all the rhythm was disrupted by the sudden outburst of the monarch.

Originally, Clermont's ancestral power was a design that could be called a madman, forcibly using the monarch's power conversion method, which had huge natural flaws.

It simply can't last long.

If he had just been able to kill the monarch, or Artoria, with a single blow, then nothing would have happened.

But now, the monarch's sudden Jedi rebound has dealt him a fatal blow.

He was blasted into the sky by the power of the Holy Light that the monarch fought back.

This was followed by a blow from the monarch who was about to reach the pinnacle.

The majestic power, under the wielding of the monarch's sword, all hit the rebel's body.

The shell made of the same type of material as the monarch could not withstand this powerful blow, and the entire shell was shattered inch by inch in this blow.

Clermont in the cockpit, while a little better, wasn't really much better.

His entire body was shattered by the aftermath that had infiltrated his body, and his skin was shattered, and blood was pouring out.

He could no longer control the Magical Power Armament.

At this time, his condition can be said to be exactly the same as Artoria's.

Unfortunately, he doesn't have the dragon's core to feed him back.

He could only fly high under the blow of the monarch, and then quickly fell to the ground.

Heavy falls.

Heavily armed with magical power, Clermont was sunk into the ground.

The monarch was in the sky, radiant, swinging his sword at him like a second sun.

This is a real blow from the sky.

With that blow, it's all over.

This war between Yves Saint Laurent and Bourbon still ended with Yves Saint Laurent winning.

Although there were some twists and turns along the way.

But in the end, there is still no escape from fate.

Bourbon is destined to not win against Yves Saint Laurent, which is a sad fate.

The sharp and piercing sound of the wind from the monarch's rapid descent was like an elegy for the Bourbons.

Clermont closed his eyes in the cockpit.

Ancestors are on top.

I, Clermont Bourbon, am ashamed of my fathers and fathers.

"Hum-" the sound of the wind, but there was no explosion of the ensuing bombardment of the demonic power.

The monarch finally landed, but did not destroy the immobile rebel.

At the last moment, Artoria used her mind to seize the initiative of her body and stopped the giant sword above the rebel.

"Lord Duke, this one, I won. ”

"Ahem...... Cough ......" a violent coughing sound.

The rebel, who was almost completely shattered, was barely opened, revealing Clermont, who was barely human.

He couldn't stand up at all, so he raised a hand in the cockpit, as if to say something.

But in the end, he only raised a finger that barely stretched out and lifted it to the sky.

After a second, the finger fell.

Clermont D. Bourbon.

The current patriarch of the House of Bourbon, an ambitious rebel who nearly overthrew the man of the Saint Laurent dynasty, died quietly in this duel.

There is no second one.

There won't be a third either.

Clermont is dead.

Those who had been following Clermont on the balcony, the Knights of the Round Table, were completely stunned.

It's so abrupt, everything.

Clermont died like this.

So what do they do?

Artoria was among the monarchs, looking condescendingly at Clermont, who was not staring at him, and following his example, she raised a finger towards the sky.

That's victory in a duel, or throwing in the towel.

Clermont fell to the ground first, and he held up a finger to mean that he had thrown in the towel.

Now Artoria raised a finger, meaning she won.

The two surnames Saint Laurent and Bourbon have been entangled for hundreds of years, and at this moment, all bonds have finally been severed.

Dust to dust, dust to dust.

More than 100 years of time and grievances end here.

There was silence.

The Emerald soldiers who were watching this duel from afar, waiting for a result, did not know where to go at this time.

Their main messengers are dead, so should this coup d'état also come to an end?

"Yves Saint Laurent!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

On the other side, the Teutonic Knights roared in the wind the centuries-old faith.

Yves Saint Laurent, Wansheng.

King Arthur's brilliance did not dissipate.

It's still circulating.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if I were you, you should show your loyalty to the new king at this time, or else I would be seized by someone with ulterior motives. Su Junyan looked coldly at the Knights of the Round Table who were at a loss.

But there was a sigh of relief in my heart.

Artoria didn't let him down, and she crossed some boundaries that were important to her in life.

Her bloodline is more perfectly integrated with the monarch.

"Yes, the rebel is dead, let's hurry up and protect Your Majesty!" Count Gawain's reaction finally came back, he glanced at Su Junyan, and hurriedly yelled at his companion.

The dust has settled.

Su Junyan was about to turn around and hand over all this to Artoria completely.

He heard......

"Da-"

"Da-"

"Da-"

"Da-"

Footsteps.

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