Earth Princess? No, it's Fujimaru Ritsuka!

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Mordred clutched his stomach and let out a painful groan.

The head of the Staff of Choice slammed into Mordred's abdomen.

"This familiar feeling is just... um... um...!"

Xiao Mo trembled, her whole body shaking uncontrollably with excitement.

This familiar feeling is unmistakable; this is the real Father! There's no doubt about it!

Although she looked pained, she became excited.

"What should I do?"

The pure white knight princess looked earnestly at her other self.

"Star Sword Group 1 q,i; Mixed with Er 292".

“But… I don’t have any right now.” Artoria Lily shook her head in frustration.

"If I had the Holy Sword... no... even if I had the Holy Sword, I wouldn't have the confidence to use it. Because, to my shame, I'm just an immature knight who has just embarked on this pilgrimage."

Lily lacked the confidence to become the king of ideals.

Moreover, he was not in a good mood after learning of Britain's destruction.

"Speaking of immaturity... well, I am one of them too."

Artoria Caster scratched her cheek as well: "I have absolutely no interest in anything about the Child of Prophecy or the King of Britain."

"After all, how could such an important task be entrusted to country girls like us... Hahaha..."

Artoria Caster grinned, revealing a self-deprecating smile.

But even so, Britain's fate was placed upon them.

"Now you have."

Artoria Caster waved gently.

It was a golden holy sword that shone with a blazing light, engraved with words, and sealed with restraint.

"Eh?"

"Have you forgotten...?"

Artoria Caster smiled slightly: "The end of the story..."

Lily's eyes lit up: "We'll decide!"

Lily laid down her golden sword of certain victory.

The Star Fairy bestowed the Holy Sword upon her hand.

Even if it faces the inevitable fate of destruction, the stars are still shining at this moment.

Hans Christian Andersen's treasure weapon, and Shakespeare's treasure weapon.

This moment is the beginning of a living legend.

Not for glory, not for cries.

Just to find the lost smile of mortals.

"call..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka saw the king, and within the silver armor flickered an indomitable flame.

Ding!

She raised the back of her hand, and the scarlet Command Seal flashed instantly.

"By Command Spell, Artoria, Mordred, may victory be yours!"

The brilliance of the Star Breath remained dim, and Fujimaru Ritsuka rose again, gritting her teeth and persevering.

"Yes, Master!"

"Leave it to me~~"

The two girls in white nodded resolutely.

Then, with the help of one girl, another girl raised the holy sword high.

"He's just a deliveryman who delivers the holy sword!"

Sajou Aika [prototype]'s face was filled with gloom. She knew all too well the terror of the Holy Sword being fully unleashed—a terror powerful enough to wipe out all the beasts!

"The game is over, kill them now! Let them become part of your own flesh and blood."

The enormous black dragon beneath them began to stir restlessly, and the seven dragon heads spewed out seven more terrifying dragon flames at an extremely fast speed, enough to incinerate a city!

Countless sharp lips emitted a piercing roar.

Sajou Aika [prototype]'s plan is simple: to use the powerful force of the [Beast] to interrupt the casting animation of the Holy Sword!

"Don't even think about disturbing Father and the others!"

Seeing this, Mordred took the initiative to step forward.

The rebellious knight is no longer a destroyer; at this moment... no matter what, she will protect her fathers until the very end.

“Clarent BloodArthur!”

The black monsters are multiplying.

It continuously devours the surrounding magic and energy.

"It's useless, completely useless."

"Because this is entirely my territory, the rebellious knight's fallen evil sword light will only become food for this child, just like the Chaldea Master's self-sacrificing attack just now."

"Without that useless man's barrier covering my barrier, this child would not have been destroyed."

"Sajyou Aika [prototype] said in a sinister tone."

Mordred, though not born to her Saber, still felt a sense of unease. As the only blemish on her adorable, handsome, gentle, and dashing prince, Ayaka Sajou's eyes couldn't help but cloud over.

"Once Britain is rebuilt, let's completely erase Mordred's existence."

Just find a way to delete Mordred from the boundary record tape.

Mordred's Crimson Lightning Cannon was powerful, but it was useless against the ever-expanding and growing beast. The scorching flames poured down like hellfire, and the scalding heat burst forth with unprecedented terror at this moment.

"Damn it... Is this the end?"

Mordred couldn't stop the flames.

"No! Not yet!"

"It's not over yet!"

Before she could finish speaking, Mashu held her breath and pushed her shield forward with difficulty: "I've regained some of my strength."

"Even if it's just for a second, it's good to block it!"

"Lord Chaldeas!"

A shimmering magic circle appeared on the black cross-shaped holy shield, followed by a white chalk wall. Though it was only one wall and appeared fragile, however...

They held on?!

ding~~

One Command Spell was given to Artoria, another to Mash, and then another to Mordred.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the unconscious Aika Sajou.

She is laughing.

She maintained her smile even after losing consciousness.

how to say...

Regardless, Fujimaru Ritsuka was filled with remorse.

She propped herself up, and crimson magic gradually enveloped her.

Like a red spiral arm of the Milky Way.

"senior?"

Mordred: "Master!"

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Fujimaru Toshi wanted to stretch out his arms and open his hands.

Crimson star breath surrounded the city walls and surged forward with crimson lightning.

"Artorias, I'm counting on you from now on."

The Star Sword, Princess once told Fujimaru Ritsuka, was the savior sword of Sephalus, who defeated the primordial white giant in the distant past, 140 million years ago, during the Age of Gods.

It is the light of salvation that the planet gathers from the prayers of its people.

"Are you ready, my other self?"

"Artoria Caster asked."

"Ready."

Lily breathed a sigh of relief and then nodded solemnly.

"it is good."

Caster began taking attendance.

"Thirteen restrictions lifted..."

"The roundtable discussion begins..."

The Star Sword is not a weapon that demonstrates personal weakness; in terms of individual strength, it is far too powerful.

Therefore, in the legends of legends.

The ancient King of Knights and his knights established strict laws for the Holy Sword and enforced them thoroughly.

This is the Thirteen Restraints.

The power to determine strength does not lie solely with the swordsman.

The knightly spirit residing within the holy sword is the key to unleashing the savior weapon.

"This battle is a battle for survival."

—Kay, admits.

"This battle is a battle against those stronger than ourselves."

—Bei. U705.COM First published by Erling Erwei (Part 3) Obaeer Diwell, admitted.

"This battle is not a battle against the elves."

—Lancelot, admits.

"This battle is a war to punish evil."

—Mordred...

With the torrent of energy surging in his hands and his entire body glowing with crimson light, the silver knight gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "I... admit it!"

"This is fighting not for personal gain."

The light shimmering on Mash's shield became even more dazzling.

— Galahad, acknowledges.

"This battle is a battle fought alongside the brave."

—Tristan, acknowledges.

"This battle is not one in which those who are good wield their swords."

—Gareth, admits.

And finally...

"This battle is to save the world."