The light of the Heroic Spirit summons shines on the battlefield.

Matthew decisively gave up on killing the two Lancelots, and she turned and sped away in the direction of Artoria.

In the blink of an eye, Matthew came to the dying Knight King, and the shield was smashed.

In the midst of the light, a great sword swung out, knocking the smashed shield back.

Then the owner of the great sword took a few steps forward and approached Matthew, and a knight in heavy armor and a helmet with horns rushed out of the summoning light, and her right foot burst into a thunderstorm and kicked Matthew in the chest.

Matthew couldn't catch it off guard, and retreated again and again under this blow.

The knight seized the opportunity to chase after the victory, and the crimson thunderstorm surged wildly, and for a moment it actually pressed and beat Matthew.

After another hand-to-head, the Knight spotted a flaw in Matthew, stepping forward with his left foot and pulling in the distance, and hooking her right foot forward to make her center of gravity unstable and unbalanced.

The knight then took a baseball stance and sent Matthew hanging in the air into the distance.

After confirming that the enemy would not come soon, the knight took off his helmet and ran to Artoria's side.

At this time, her body was already constantly exuding golden ether particles.

"Father!"

The knight Mordred came to her father's side, took her into his arms, and took hold of her cold hand.

Hearing Mordred's voice, Artoria opened her eyes with difficulty and saw the tears rolling in the other party's eyes.

"Ah...... Mordred...... You've responded to me. ”

"Hmm!"

Mordred held back her tears.

"As long as my father is willing to call me, no matter how many times I will respond."

"Hmmm......"

Artoria's breath grew fainter and weaker.

“…… Mordred......"

"I'm here, Father, I'm here."

“…… Sorry ......"

"I have ...... That's a lot to talk about...... I want to talk to you...... But...... I seem to ...... No chance......"

"Woo......"

Mordred gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to cry out loud.

"Save that for another time, Father. Because we'll definitely meet again. ”

“…… Is it...... That's good......"

"So...... I couldn't...... The Battle Ended...... The oath that has not been fulfilled ...... I'll leave it to you. ”

"Hmmm! Leave it to me! Father, I won't let you down. ”

"Then please...... You're ...... My proudest child...... Mordred Pendragon. ”

As the words fell, the golden particles disappeared into her arms with the wind, and the knight held his face with both hands after the death of the most important person in his life.

Tears, little by little, flowed from her fingers, and she couldn't stop it.

"Uh......... Ahh!!hhhh ”

The rebellious knight roared into the sky, tears falling like pearls with broken threads, tears staining her face.

In the distance, Lancelot, who was seriously injured and struggling, and Gawain, who had just crawled out of the rubble, saw the scattered golden particles and heard Mordred's heart-rending cries.

They are not stupid, they naturally know what this means.

Clang.

The Sword of Victory fell to the ground, and Gawain fell to the ground in disbelief.

Lancelot no longer struggled to his feet, he lay down with his eyes distracted, and no longer covered his wounds, letting the blood flow out of his body.

"Wang ...... Fallen. ”

Rumble!

A massive temple wall flew into the air and slammed into the ground.

The loud sound unceremoniously broke the current atmosphere and pulled Mordred's attention away from her sadness.

Taking a deep breath, closing her eyes and calming her mind, holding back the remaining sadness in her heart, Mordred picked up her sword again and stood still.

When she opened her eyes, the sadness in her eyes had been buried in her heart, leaving her alone to grieve.

After the grief is buried, the heart is occupied by endless anger.

It was only after a long time that he met his father again, and finally heard from his father that he had dreamed of the name "Mordred Pendragon".

Clearly...... The dream of living warmly with my father in countless dreams has the hope of being realized.

But......

Matthew, who came step by step from a distance, became a little more dark with each step he took.

At the same time, the spiritual base index on her body rose again, and the holy image changed for the second time.

The face armor that originally only covered the upper half of the face became a helmet that only exposed the mouth, the pink hair became pure white, the short hair was long to the waist, and the armor on the body disappeared, revealing the dark purple tights and the white and smooth lower abdomen underneath, the armor on the limbs became more close-fitting, and a purple hem shaped like a trench coat appeared around the waist.

The large shield in his hand has also changed, and now it looks more like a giant cross sword with a round shield on the hilt than before.

Seeing that the other party took out the real character, Mordred grinned, and the smile was filled with her unparalleled anger towards Matthew.

"Humph!"

Mordred's magic skyrocketed, and the heavy armor vanished, revealing her enveloped girl's body.

After raising her magic to the top, Mordred made a decisive first move.

A crimson thunderstorm enveloped her, turning her into a meteor and heading towards Matthew.

Matthew stood still and didn't move, his right hand raised his shield and slammed it on the ground, and the pitch-black magic poured out of the ground along the shield body, and there was no more movement.

Mordred, who had turned into a thunderstorm charge, saw it, but she ignored it and rushed straight into Matthew's face.

Just when the distance between the two of them was only three meters, the pitch-black magic that had previously poured into the ground instantly burst out, splitting the three meters in half.

A violent burst of magic forced Mordred to stop, and at the same time, the ground within the hundreds of meters of atmosphere was blasted into the sky.

Mordred turned around and landed smoothly on a boulder that flew into the air, looking down at Matthew below.

Looking up to lock on Mordred, who was located in the sky, Matthew's slender legs kicked hard, and the whole person flew into the air like an arrow and rushed towards Mordred.

A thunderstorm erupted on the sword, and Mordred slashed out with a sword.

The sword and shield collided together, and the crimson and black magic exploded in all directions.

The boulder beneath Mordred's feet split apart in an instant, and both sides flew off into the distance under the impact.

After hitting another boulder, Mordred decisively drew his sword and turned away, leaping towards another boulder not far away.

Matthew also stopped his body and followed.

In the seconds that these ground fragments fell from the sky to the ground, red and pitch black, two streamers of light continued to shuttle between these fragments, sometimes chasing each other, sometimes intersecting and bursting out with strong magic.

Mordred stepped on the splinter and just steadied herself, and Matthew immediately smashed down with her shield, and she dodged sideways.

Smashing down the shield hit the shard, smashing it to pieces.

At the same time, Mordred also kicked on Matthew's shield, kicking Matthew, who had lost his focus, into the air.

And with that kick, he used the force point to make his body fly backwards to another fragment not far away.

Using this fragment as a focal point, after a brief charge of power, Mordred swooped down towards Matthew like a predatory falcon.

The sword in his hand was raised above his head, and then he swung it with a ferocious thunderstorm.

Rumble!

Matthew, who was hit, slammed into the ground with Mordred.

Matthew held his shield at the bottom, and Mordred slashed his sword at the shield.

Matthew, who was crushed at the bottom, naturally didn't want to go on like this, and she used all her strength to try to stand up.

Mordred, who was aware of Matthew's movements, naturally did not let the other party get her wish, she held the sword with both hands and pressed down hard, and at the same time, the magic power was released to increase her arm strength.

The crimson magic spread out, and under the shield, the pitch-black magic began to pour out at the same time.

The competition between the two sides became white-hot almost instantly.

Realizing that she could not win against Mordred on her own, Matthew decisively turned on the Noble Phantasm once again, the Infinite Eternal Principle of Comparison.

Then Mordred felt that Matthew's strength had suddenly increased, and he was about to be unable to suppress the other party.

"You ...... guy"

Mordred let out a low sigh and unleashed her magic to the limit, raising her power to the limit.

Then, Mordred lifted his right foot and slammed it towards the shield.

The unprecedented force crushed Matthew underneath him, and his knees hit the ground, and he couldn't stand up even after using the Noble Phantasm for a while.

"Kneel before the king!"