Tiamat, I'm going to find a girlfriend!

"Vortigern, I will help Ian to completely eliminate you!"

141. Shining on the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad)

When exactly did you realize that this gun was different from others?

Was it when he realized he was carrying the weight of the entire nation on his shoulders?

still--

At the moment he realized he should reconcile with Morgan?

Artoria couldn't remember.

However, if a king has no power, then what is the point of being a king?

Shining in the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad).

The moment the gun realized that power was the foundation of kingship, it revealed a true name that should never have been known.

He wanted to kill Vortigern for everyone's sake;

He wanted to kill Vortigern for Camelot;

He wanted to kill Vortigern for the sake of Britain;

of course.

Artoria looked at the dragon beneath her.

What he preferred was killing Vortigern for him.

Britain should be a beautiful land where humans and dragons coexist, not a land that, like Vortigern, desecrates life and everything.

The collective prayers will surely become something that transcends the laws of physics.

The magic is flowing at an accelerated pace—

To be precise, it should be described as a scene where countless particles converge towards the same place.

Even without actually experiencing it, just looking at that light that gradually grew larger and wider, one could sense the danger within.

Voodoo, who had transformed into a white dragon, could not possibly be completely unaware of anything.

"Artoria, don't think everyone is so foolish as to believe in these so-called signs of the king's selection!"

"Britain will surely be destroyed if it is handed over to you!"

The white dragon opened its mouth, and as if breathing, it quickly gathered a dazzling light.

"Ian, stop him!"

"We can't let Artoria get attacked!"

Although I don't know what Artoria is planning to do, nor do I understand what her intentions are.

but--

As her own sister in this world, Morgan felt that at least in moments like these, she should truly act as an older sister.

"Roar——!"

Crimson flames also intertwined between the black dragon's sharp fangs.

Boom!

The two energies converged and collided in the air, unleashing a dazzling wave of light.

Morgan's conjecture has been confirmed once again.

The current Vortigern, or rather, the Vortigern after becoming the white dragon, does indeed possess the power to rival Ian.

of course.

This may not be due to his own ability, but rather to the outcome woven from a multitude of external factors.

But at this moment, his combat prowess is beyond doubt!

Two streaks of flame, one black and one white, intertwined in the air, sometimes turning the ground pale, and sometimes painting it crimson.

"..."

"..."

Bagst and Melyuchina, protected behind Ian, exchanged a glance, both already knowing what they had to do.

Although it may not necessarily play a significant role in such a heavyweight battle.

But at the very least, we must do something for the future of Britain!

"Aroundight, here we come!"

"Excalibur Gallatin, you too must perform well!"

A blue fairy flew in the sky, while a black dog with a strong and sturdy body moved forward on the ground.

They are not as useless as they imagine.

At least--

At this moment of power struggle, the addition of the two holy swords is enough to become the causal link that can turn the tide of the battle.

"How ridiculous!"

"Artoria, do you think you can become a true queen by relying on others?"

"Your thinking is always so superficial!"

“I have never felt that way, Vortigern.”

The Rhongomyniad, the spear of light in Artoria's hand, has already taken most of its form.

Its true nature is thus fully revealed in this gathering.

That was no longer a so-called "gun," but something beyond reason, like an anchor point.

Anyone who sees the Rhongomyniad, shining so brightly, would not doubt that it could create a ripple effect that would affect the entire nation of Britain the moment it lands.

"I already possess everything I need to become king."

"But I am still a human being."

"An ordinary person."

"Therefore, I will not refuse help from others like you do—that is just a perfectly normal behavior in human relationships."

"No one can condemn me, nor should anyone condemn me for this."

"Vortigern, haven't you realized this yet?!"

Artoria's eyes hardened.

She gripped the Rhongomyniad, the spear that shines at the end of time, in her hand.

"never mind."

"In my view, your idea is absolutely impossible to achieve."

"I don't need to explain anything further to you."

"What a joke, what a joke!"

Vottigan roared.

"He had an arrogant air about him, as if he knew everything."

"Artoria, you are nothing but a puppet!"

"But even if someone is a puppet, it doesn't mean they have no chance to become king, does it?"

The Rhongomyniad, shining brightly, became enormous in an instant.

"That's enough, Voodoo."

"Try it if you dare!"

Faced with Artoria's words, Vortigern showed no fear whatsoever.

On the contrary, he has always been steadfast.

"I have never acknowledged your foolish father or your foolish self as the King of Britain!"

Never!

Boom——

The light shining from the Rhongomyniad spear intertwined with the flames of the black dragon.

If there was anything lacking before that would have been enough to defeat Futigeng...

Now, the equation for victory has been written.

That's right.

The last stroke is for Artoria!

In the legend of the Red Dragon and the White Dragon, they returned to the starting point in the dark, but everything became so different.

Boom!

The intertwined light and fire descended like a giant sword.

The white dragon, in the form of Vortigern, spewed forth blazing white flames.

He wanted to rebel against all of this, against the sword that seemed to be his destiny, slashing down on his head.

but--

Everything seemed like a predetermined fate.

When that sword, defying the laws of physics, finally fell upon Vortigern.

At that moment, light shone brightly on the land of Britain.

"Why……"

"Why every time..."

"That's how it is..."

"I'm not reconciled..."

"Artoria, I will curse you..."

As Bai Long uttered his final words, his figure gradually disappeared into the white light.

142. The sisters' post-war declarations of love

The embers are burning.

It made a crackling sound in the air.

Under the moonlight, the "trees" that stretched straight to the sky were tinged with a faint white, making them look rather magnificent.

"so--"

"Is it finally over?"

By the campfire where they gathered, Meliuchina asked this question.

Beside her was the only remaining Aroundight.

"Then it's definitely over!"

Bagst said casually.

But soon, she showed a sad expression.

"only……"

Looking at his fellow knights who had been killed by the white dragons that Vortigern and the Saxons had transformed into in the distance, the knight, who resembled a large dog, spoke with a tone full of sorrow.

"They will never come back."

"..."