"Good! The vanishing favourites Gayward and Ebs have finally emerged.

Apparently, they were lost in the dense mountain forest, and it seems that the broom was also somewhat damaged.

It's a pity, although they found their way.

But they have completely lost their chance to win the championship. ”

In the stadium on Skye, Tony continued to speak enthusiastically with the microphone.

Ebs and Gayward flew out of their vanished forest and chased after them on broomsticks, though it was clear that the rest of the contestants had already pulled them apart.

Seeing them appear, Tony breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"Now, the stage has come to an end.

A straight sprint on the last stretch of the road is the final key.

I take back what I said earlier, Martin William's pneumatic layout modification of his broom is really a stroke of genius!

At a time when everyone's magic is on the verge of running out, his broom will be the key to winning this game! ”

At some point, a large circular hollow wreath rose above the stadium, which was the sign of the terminal.

The people in the stadium stopped cheering, but held their breath and looked at the screen in front of them, because the distance was long, so many students fell due to the running out of magic, but they were quickly caught by those security measures.

Martin was slightly behind some of the rest of the race, but as the straight accelerated, his broomstick advantage showed, faster and faster.

But even so, several people still crossed the finish line together.

"Bang bang bang!!"

The painted cannons on both sides were fired together, and countless streamers flew in the air.

Tony's impassioned voice came again.

"The winner is Martin Willem!!!"

"Oooooo!!oo

As his words fell, the entire stadium erupted in cheers one after another.

"Ahhh!!hhh

Husband, Martin won, Martin won!! ”

Martin's mother shook her husband's shoulders excitedly.

Russell's face was a little helpless, but looking at Martin floating in the center of the stadium, he also had a smile on his face.

However, Char and Arthur, who watched this scene in this corner of the stadium, were a little out of step with the hot and restless atmosphere in the stadium.

Arthur looked at Martin floating in the air, and he asked with some puzzlement.

"I don't understand, teacher, is it because of what happened in this game?

Otherwise, how could Victor start a civil war for no reason? ”

"When you get back, you'll understand." Char said calmly.

Arthur was silent for a moment, then he said, "Then please send me back quickly, if there is really a civil war, I need to prepare in advance." ”

"There's no hurry, there's still some time."

Char slowly got up from his seat and moved with Arthur's phantom to a place that was both familiar and unfamiliar to Arthur.

At the top of the White City, the square outside the palace of Queen Tetania.

He took Arthur straight into the palace, and the elven maids inside the palace were already familiar with Char, and they would greet him on the way.

They walked down a path that Arthur had never entered before, and with an almost identical frescoed gallery, they entered the rear of the palace.

There is a huge platform embedded in the cliff face, and in the center of the platform is a circular pool, the water in which is crystal clear and seems to be full of magic.

And in the center of the pool, a sword with a scabbard floated slowly.

The sword was large and heavy, and both the hilt and the shaft were inlaid with gold. The lavish décor exudes luxury.

It was the same holy sword and scabbard that Char had had had Tatania forge before.

"Go get that sword." Char said to him.

Arthur trusted Char so much that he jumped lightly, grabbed the sword that was floating in mid-air, and landed on the other side of the pool, without a single drop of water.

Then, he walked around from the other side of the pool, and he drew his heavy sword in front of Char.

The silver blade reflected a pale green glow, and Arthur could clearly feel that this sword contained mysterious magic power, much more powerful than the sword in the stone.

"This is not a man-made weapon, but a holy sword forged by elves." Char explained.

"This sword is a sad but noble dream that all the soldiers who have disappeared from the past and the future on the battlefield on their deathbed.

That kind of will is worth boasting about, that kind of faith must be carried out, and that is the true name of this miracle -

Excalibur, Sword of Victory of the Oath. ”

"The sword used by King Arthur in the past?" Arthur asked, having heard the name of the sword as well.

"Its former owner, indeed a hero." Char muttered in a low voice, "It can convert a large amount of magic into light, enough to destroy a city. ”

Char raised his hand, and the power of fate poured into the sword.

In this moment, the sword became a true sword of victory oath.

"The Knight King of the Ancient Realm and his twelve knights set strict rules for the Holy Sword and implemented them.

That is, the second sheath that hides the true body of the holy sword: the thirteen restraints.

It is only in a state of affairs that the plurality of glory and mission can be achieved that the Holy Sword can be liberated.

Even if the Knight King and the Twelve Horsemen are no longer on earth, the restraint will continue forever. When the contemporary Holy Sword Envoy calls for liberation, the Roundtable Resolution will automatically begin. ”

The power of this sword is indeed a bit over-spec for this era, so it does need some restraints, and the thirteen restraints are undoubtedly the most suitable, and Char embodied it with the power of fate.

"And the scabbard of this sword." Char looked at the scabbard.

Arthur also looked at the scabbard, which was adorned with striking blue enamel in a golden-yellow metal.

Arthur could recognize that the text carved in the middle was some kind of older elven script that even he had never learned, perhaps only the Queen of Tetania knew.

"The power of the scabbard is immortal, and it has the ability to heal the wielder's injuries and stop aging." Char explained.

"Liberation under its true name disintegrates into tiny pieces that spread out in the air, guarding the bearer from all interference.

When fully protected, it is practically impossible to damage the wielder. It is an "Absolute Guardian" that ignores all magic and physics, and can even bounce back attacks. ”

Arthur nodded, scrutinizing the sword and laughing.

"Teacher, this sword is too cheating, I can push the West Tooth Empire alone."

Char's eyes flickered, and there were no words.

Fate is not such a simple thing

Instead of explaining, he moved on to ask another question.

"If the sword and the scabbard were the same, which one would you choose?"

"A scabbard, of course." Arthur replied without hesitation.

"Is that so?" Char's eyes flickered, "I thought you chose a sword." ”

Arthur nodded, "The sword does have the power to slay enemies, but the sheath that can protect itself is the most precious.

In the same way, it is important to destroy evil, but if an emperor does not realize the value of guarding stability and peace, the result can only be destruction."

Char had a shallow smile on her face, but she didn't say anything.

The time is set wrong.,Originally, this chapter was posted after the wee hours of the morning......

(End of chapter)