"Guinevere, how come even you couldn't escape? Didn't we agree to play it by ear?"

She clearly remembered how confident Guinevere looked before she set off.

"Uncle, while Marquis Voban is attacking, go and observe the new king's battle. Remember to act according to the situation, and you must hold them off."

"I'm going to rescue King Arthur. If I succeed, we'll have one more member in our ranks. Even if I fail, I can retreat in time."

"With a marquis causing trouble, given our strength, we definitely won't suffer any losses, so there's no need to worry!"

Guinevere made that promise with such certainty at the time.

At the time, they believed that no matter how strong the new king was, his strength should be limited, and he might not be able to defeat the veteran god-slayer Marquis Voban.

Therefore, Lancelot's initial task was not to hold back Su Mo, but to hold back Marquis Voban.

However, no one expected Su Mo to be such a formidable fighter.

Lancelot had no complaints about her defeat, but she didn't expect that Guinevere wouldn't be able to escape.

Why is that?

Her gaze lingered on Artoria's face for a few seconds.

"It's a long story for me."

Guinevere gave a wry smile.

As a divine ancestor, she was not a powerless vase, but she was no match for the version of Artoria who did not obey the gods.

In terms of his nature as the Steel Hero God, and as the alter ego of the Last King, King Arthur's steel attribute is no less than Lancelot's. If he hadn't lacked the power of divine speed, he wouldn't have been defeated so easily.

Not to mention, at the time she was misled by Artoria's gender and identity, thinking that this disobedient god was an ally, and rashly chose to get close.

This gave her no chance to resist, and she was instantly killed by Artoria's immense strength, which belonged to a red dragon.

If it weren't for her possession of the Earth Mother Goddess attributes and her vigorous vitality, she would probably still be unconscious.

It was too complicated to explain, so she skipped that point and asked the question back.

"Uncle, I'm still waiting for you to save me. How could you have been defeated too?"

Guinevere really couldn't understand it.

When she was captured by Artoria, she still held onto hope that Lancelot would come to her rescue.

After all, no matter how strong the new king is, he can't possibly face both a veteran god-slayer and a top-tier disobedient god at the same time, right?

Unexpectedly, as soon as she was carried in, she discovered that Lancelot, who had also been captured, was even more likely to have been defeated before her.

How is this going?

"My situation is also complicated."

This time, it was Lancelot's turn to give a wry smile.

"In short, the new king is very strong, and I am no match for him at all. This is a defeat without any suspense."

"Even you say that?!"

Guinevere looked very surprised.

As far as she knew, Lancelot had never admired anyone in battle, except for the Last King.

I never expected that the god-slayer in front of me would receive such high praise from her.

"In short, Guinevere, don't engage in pointless resistance—"

After exchanging information, Lancelot couldn't help but want to offer a reminder.

Those who haven't witnessed Su Mo's battle firsthand cannot comprehend the absolute power of this god-slayer; words alone cannot express even a fraction of it.

Therefore, the best strategy when facing Su Mo is to give up resisting.

It doesn't matter if I can't survive; the loser should leave the stage.

Guinevere is merely a divine progenitor, not a disobedient god. As long as she doesn't anger the new king, she still has a chance to survive.

Lancelot's advice was undeniably practical, its only drawback being that it came too late.

Before she could warn them, Guinevere, having gathered enough information, immediately realized that the two of them were already at each other's mercy.

As a god who does not follow the will of God, Lancelot is bound to be killed by the god-slayer. Whether he lives or dies depends entirely on the other party's decision.

Guinevere didn't want to put her life in someone else's hands, so she had no reason not to take the gamble if there was a chance to escape.

On this point, Lancelot and Guinevere actually thought the same thing, but due to the difference in perspective, Lancelot understood that any action to resist Su Mo would be futile, while Guinevere did not understand this.

and so--

"Uncle! We still have a chance!"

Guinevere, who had previously appeared listless, suddenly sprang to life, and a huge golden disc, more than a meter tall, rose up beneath her feet.

——The Magic Holy Grail.

This is a precious divine artifact that has accumulated the life force of multiple Earth Mother Goddesses and possesses dozens of times the total curse power of an ordinary god-slayer.

When she faced Artoria before, she hadn't had time to summon the Holy Grail, so Artoria didn't know she possessed this divine artifact and was naturally unprepared for it now.

After summoning the Holy Grail, Guinevere used high-speed divine incantations to recite the incantation to control the Grail.

"Holy Grail! Fountain of life left behind by the White Goddess! Respond to the daughter of the goddess's offspring!"

"King of Crete, father of the Minotaur, priest who offers sacrifices! Guinevere speaks to the heavens, prays to the earth, and begs the sea, please hear the maiden's plea and send only her fragments to the earth!"

At the call of the Divine Ancestor, a phantom of a god appeared with the power of the Holy Grail and gradually became fixed in the eye.

The Minotaur, a monster with the head of a bull and the body of a man, was the king of the gods in the Minoan civilization. In Greek mythology, he was also known as the Minotaur.

In the end, this enormous minotaur actually emitted an aura almost identical to that of the Disobedient God, and the scale of its divine power was almost the same.

"How dare you lay a hand on Master!"

The moment the minotaur appeared, Artoria's eyes turned cold, and her gaze toward Guinevere finally turned hostile.

For a knight to be tricked by his captives when presenting them to his lord is not only a disgrace to the knight, but also a disrespect to his lord.

Such disrespect must be washed away with the blood of the enemy.

Therefore, without the slightest hesitation, she raised the magnificent holy sword, her magical power sufficient even without needing to accumulate.

So what if a god disobeys? There are few gods who can withstand the sword of complete Excalibur.

"Ex——"

Without holding back, Artoria intended to completely annihilate the disobedient god before her.

In any case, the authority will ultimately be awarded to the Master, so there's no need to worry about it.

Just as the sword of Excalibur was about to strike.

"Saber, stop."

The order from Su Mo stunned Artoria, preventing her from striking.

"Master?"

On the other side, although she didn't know why Artoria suddenly stopped, Guinevere still didn't miss this crucial opportunity and turned her attention to Lancelot.

"Uncle! Quickly accept the Holy Grail's power, let's get out together!"

Clearly, this was Guinevere's escape strategy.

Knowing that Su Mo was powerful, she had no intention of relying on the Holy Grail to fight him.

No way, she couldn't even beat Artoria with the Holy Grail alone, let alone the god-slayer in front of her.

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She simply wanted to use the false god manifested by the Holy Grail to attract attention, and then use the Holy Grail to strengthen Lancelot.

Although she usually cherished the magic in the Holy Grail, wanting to save it for the Last King to help him revive, this was a critical moment, and in order to escape, she couldn't care less about that now.

It must be said that Guinevere's escape plan was not problematic; at least from her perspective, it was the result of maximizing the use of available resources.

However, she obviously didn't know Su Mo's true strength, nor did she know Lancelot's current state.

So when she reached this point, full of anticipation, she offered the Holy Grail, hoping to restore Lancelot's strength.

Contrary to expectations, he was not taken away by Lancelot, who had regained his lightning speed.

Instead, Lancelot took the Holy Grail, shook his head, and put it aside.

"Give up, Guinevere, you can't escape!"

As she spoke, she extended her wrist, allowing Guinevere to observe the incredibly heavy golden shackles on her hands, chains constructed from the power of the golden sword's incantation.

“My divine essence has been completely sealed. No matter how much magical power you have, you can’t exert any of it. From the very beginning, your resistance was doomed to fail.”

.. ... ...

Although it's too late to say it now, she still wants to wake up her friend.

"Ah this!"

Realizing that Lancelot was indeed unable to use his divine power, and that no matter how much she charged up, she couldn't use it, Guinevere's eyes showed despair.

She then understood why her uncle had stopped her.

She didn't even have a chance to escape from Su Mo.

Her fate was sealed the moment she was subdued by Artoria.

He hadn't even been able to awaken the Last King, nor had he found any trace of him. Was he really going to leave this world like this?

After a thousand-year wait, is this the only outcome?

Thinking of this, Guinevere collapsed to the ground, helplessly awaiting the Godslayer's blade.

She had a premonition that she would die today.

However, one second, two seconds, three seconds...

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