I created the Holy Grail War, shocking the world

[You who ended the tyrannical Age of Gods and expelled the gods to the skies, my king, your loved ones, we are lost and at a loss as to where to go.]

[The young man still smiled and looked at them expectantly.]

"Yemen, Sargon is your brother, and he has become a star in the sky; so you should help his son to establish his kingdom.

Let his story be sung across this land."]

"As you command, my king."

[Yemen covered his heart with one hand, lowered his head and sobbed.]

The young man looked at the beautiful young man and said, "Anchises, Elam has no descendants, so let his kingdom be named Elam."

"Your wish is my life, my king."

Anchises had the most feminine features, but he was the strongest and proudest of all the kings.

【at last. 】

[The young man looked at Arthur, who remained silent and said nothing, and smiled.]

“Hahaha, you’re so immature…”

The young man smiled and patted his shoulder. "How can you be my successor, Arthur? You are already the King of Britain."

"The king is a burden, Arthur."

[As always, Pendragon, now a father of three, felt as if he had returned to the twilight of his life when he killed the high priest.]

[The young man patted his shoulder and said these words with a smile.]

But now…

【The perfect knight fell to the ground and cried bitterly.】

"My king, after you leave, where should we go?"

"My king, without you, it's like the stars without the moon, or the migratory birds without a guide, unable to find their way forward or their direction."

"O king, my father, my friends and relatives, after you leave, who will understand me? I am alone on earth."

The young man looked at him with a kind of tenderness, somewhat helplessly. This tenderness even pierced the hearts of the kings.

“Arthur, the sword represents pioneering, it is about cutting through thorns and thorns, it is about being a pioneer who forges a path forward.

But the time to drive out the gods and open up the dawn has passed.

The age of kingship has arrived.”]

He easily drew out Arthur's holy sword, and then buried the weapon that defeated the outer gods and the enemies of civilization into the sword.

[The fairy's holy sword shines brightly, illuminating the ruined land like a beacon.]

[Then he placed the sublimated Holy Sword of Kingship on Arthur's shoulders in front of the shocked gazes of the kings.]

"The sword is a burden, a protection."

"Arthur, this is the echo of the lives of the Age of Gods, the blooming of the radiance of the stars. This is the sacred blade entrusted by the planet to the advent of the White Giant God."

This is the sword of glory that saves the planet. It is a golden blade created to defeat the planet-destroying creature and can repel all evil.

It’s too dangerous, and too scary... So, Arthur..."]

[The young man said solemnly: "Swear an oath to me, swear an oath to humanity..."]

"We must fight for honor."

"We must fight for survival."

[“We must fight against the strong.”]

"We must fight for the truth."

"We must fight evil."

[……..]

"We must not fight for selfish desires."

"It fights to save the world!"

The voices of the successors follow the Eternal King, overlapping with him, as if the past and the future are intersecting.

[Gladly watching this scene, the young man turned back to look at the jealous kings and gouged out his right eye.]

"Yemen, I entrust my eyes to you. They will help you see into people's hearts and handle the king's affairs justly."

He smiled as he said this: "By the way, please help me see the land after the gods left."

He then dug out his own heart and placed it in Anchises' chest, which had been hollowed out by the god.

"Now, do not weep, Anchises, for my heart will beat in your breast, and my blood will live on in you.

Bring your descendants the blood of bravery and the inextinguishable fighting spirit."

He gave his left arm to Arthur, who had lost his arm, and divided his blood between Sargon and the descendants of the sacrificed kings. He looked at Arthur, who remained silent and unmoved, and shook his head.

"Arthur, words are like the blade of a sword. Excessive righteousness is unfitting for a king."

"You must learn how to be a good king. Speak your words with your mouth and entrust your wishes to your sword."

Looking at his friends and family, the king was filled with worry. He preached the king's way and affairs for seven days on this sacred mountain.

[Until the chariot of Apollo, the sun god, passed through the sky for the seventh time.]

[“Finally, I would like to advise you that your descendants will live with nobility and flowers.”]

"But if you look too far, you'll lose sight of the green grass beneath your feet."

My dear friends, we who expelled the gods, have our descendants who inherited our legacy become new gods. How cruel this is.

"You should allow them to walk among the people, smell the fragrance of the earth, and cherish this land that was taken from the gods."

"My king, we will remember this."

[The young man looked up at the sky, turned back and smiled, a gentle breeze ruffling his silver hair.]

"After I am gone, my kingdom will sink into the shadow of this world, which can no longer support a King of kings."

[“Let the endless undead wandering the land live there. Scathach will become the new king of the kingdom, guarding the gateway to the Shadow Kingdom.”]

[“After I leave, send my body to the distant fairy land of Avalon. There I will revive, seek the mirror that connects the ages, and return to my homeland.”]

[“No need to grieve, no need to say goodbye. I am not dead. I am the Eternal King, and I will forever watch over this land of humanity.”]

【The Eternal King.】

【The Holy King of Humanity.】

[Their relatives, their friends, their father... reached the end.]

[Like bubbles dissipating in the evening sunset.]

【The cries echoed in the sacred mountain of the past.】

[The pure white king prostrated himself on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.]

[The conversation we had when we defeated the evil god seemed to echo in my ears.]

"My king, why are you sad? Is it because your dearest friend has left you?"

"My dear friend's story will be sung across the land, and he will transform into the heroic spirit on the throne, forever guarding the fragrance of the earth."

“Then you…”

The king sighed and gazed into the distance: "I long for my hometown, which is nowhere to be found. I long for the other half of my body, which is nowhere to be found."

[The young knight vaguely understood that the king's hometown might be in a distant and unreachable foreign land...]

……

reality.

People are also in a low mood.

Some sensitive and emotional people even cried out in pain.

Soul wandering in the gaps, how sad you are.

Can't find the way home.

The hometown that cannot be found.

No matter how great a legacy one leaves behind in a foreign land, that wandering soul will never find peace.

Cafe.

Kazuma, Kurumi, Shizuka Hiratsuka who had come over at some point, and even Haruno were all a little depressed.

Beneath that grand epic lies the loneliness and hesitation of the eternally drifting soul.

Perhaps only when carrying the people's hopes and drawing the sword against the gods can one have a moment of peace.

suddenly.

"Perhaps, what separates that king is no longer the distance between worlds."

Ayanokouji Kiyotaka spoke after thinking for a moment.

???

"What do you mean?"

Kazuma asked.

The other 287 people also looked over and stared at him.

Without any discomfort, Ayanokouji Kiyotaka said, "Haven't you noticed yet?"

"Unlike so many other worlds, only the present world of the Fifth War has the legend of the Eternal King..."

He looked at the grand ceremony on the prehistoric land of that sky, and said word by word: "This is the world of the Five Wars."

"It's just that distant Age of the Gods, the prehistory of civilization."

.......

[The sad music echoed on the earth for seven sunsets.]

[The people's cries of despair continued uninterruptedly.]

[The kings and the king's adopted daughter Scathach also waited in front of the king's coffin for seven days.]

[Until all the kings have left with their subjects, they will go to the territories granted by the king and establish new kingdoms according to the king's orders.]

Only the pure white knight King Arthur and the young princess were waiting for the king's coffin.

“Actually, I know.”

"Father's eyes weren't focused on me. Instead, he was looking through my figure practicing with a spear, at someone else."

"I know. My father's hometown isn't here. He's like a wandering soul, unable to find a home or peace."

"I have always known that we are merely passers-by, flowers on our father's long journey."

"Father is not dead, he has simply left to begin another journey."

The young princess picked up the magic spear her father had crafted for her, wiped her tears, and stood up.

"Let us go, Arthur, and send our father to Avalon. The Eternal King will sleep deep within Avalon, waiting for the daughter who loves him most to awaken him."

"It's all right, Arthur. If the goblins try to stop us..."

[The princess looks at the pure white knight.]

"Your command, Princess."

[Arthur held the holy sword, his usually gentle eyes burning with an unquenchable flame and a biting cold light.]

【The King's will.】

[No one can stop it, not even the fairy town that rivals the gods.

【Block, die! 】

……

【The Eternal King has passed away.】