Davidian's Holy Grail War

"Unfortunately, this is a wish that cannot be fulfilled. The reason why is that you will lose your lives here."

Chapter 188 The Last Loyal Knight

[The powerful magical reaction means we have no chance of winning. Retreat immediately!] Dr. Roman became even more anxious. These three are no match for Gawain under the sun. What's the difference between this and sending them to their deaths?

"Why would they do such a thing?" Ritsuka shouted in bewilderment. These were legendary heroes, yet they committed such atrocities here. What was wrong with these people?

"You ask me why? We are the Knights of the Round Table of the Lion King. Since the Lion King has made his decision, we only need to obey. And since you have rejected the King's holy decree, then be prepared!"

Gawain gripped his sword and charged towards the group, his single slash sending Mashu flying back several meters. Had she not been holding a shield with both hands, the blow might have sent her flying.

The next moment, Gawain easily deflected all the magic bullets fired by Da Vinci from afar with a swing of his sword. Although he could easily withstand such an attack with his body, he didn't want to let such a minor attack disrupt his composure.

Then, under Leonardo da Vinci's gaze, Gawain slammed his sword into the ground. This simple action unleashed a powerful shockwave that rushed towards her, so fast that she couldn't dodge and could only watch helplessly as the shockwave knocked her to the ground.

Gawain even had the strength to turn around and use his holy sword to block Mash's shield that was swinging at him. Mash's attack this time was enhanced by an instant boost.

But this still couldn't inflict any effective damage on Gawain. By this time, Ritsuka had a clear understanding of the difference in combat strength between the two sides. Without reinforcements, given Gawain's current strength, they would truly be wiped out here.

"Is that all? Then it seems this shield is too much of a burden for you." Gawain said, sending Mash flying again. This time, Mash couldn't even hold onto the shield.

The difference in power between the two sides is simply too great. It could even be said that Gawain is still holding back, since he hasn't even unleashed his Noble Phantasm yet.

He raised his head, scanned the crowd, and then said, "If there are no backup plans, then let's end it here!"

With that, he raised his sword, ready to strike directly at Mash, who was lying on the ground! Ritsuka roared hoarsely, trying to reach Mash's side, but it was too late; the distance between them was too great. By the time he arrived, Gawain's holy sword would likely have already cleaved Mash in two.

But then, something unexpected happened. A sword appeared out of thin air, blocking Gawain's slash. The white-armored knight had appeared before everyone. It was he who raised his sword to block Gawain, and in the instant Gawain was stunned to see the person who had drawn the sword, the newcomer swung his sword upwards, knocking Gawain back.

Ritsuka and her two companions realized they recognized this man; he had previously used the alias Lucius. Now, it seemed he wasn't the real Lucius, but rather more like a Knight of the Round Table.

"Has your sword fallen so low, Sir Gawain!" he angrily rebuked Gawain before him, unable to believe that such a brutal act as the slaughter of civilians could be committed by a Knight of the Round Table.

"Who exactly are you?" Ritsuka asked the person in front of him, wanting to know the knight's true identity and who he really was.

The white-armored knight merely glanced back at the two behind him, then said to himself, "Seeing your heroic figures makes me want to do something too. To repel the strong and protect the weak is always the right decision."

After a brief moment of shock, Gawain recovered and couldn't help but say, "How could this happen... It's too late. How did you end up here? More importantly, Sir Bedivere, as a Knight of the Round Table, are you planning to betray the King?"

"Bedivell?" the three exclaimed, completely unexpected that this person was also a Knight of the Round Table.

No one in Chaldea expected that the man who had claimed to be Lucius was actually a Knight of the Round Table, and moreover, Bedivere, the Knight of the Round Table who had witnessed the end of the King. The amount of information contained in this revelation completely astonished the three of them, leaving them utterly bewildered by the current situation.

Seeing that Bedivere did not answer, Gawain said nothing more. The battle immediately began, and what surprised Gawain even more was that Bedivere was able to fight him to such an extent under the sun.

In the past, the other Round Table colleagues would probably have been speechless with astonishment. Bedivere was never known for his close-quarters footwork.

What surprised Gawain most was the arm that had been replaced; it was undoubtedly no ordinary weapon. In several exchanges just now, Bedivere had actually dared to use that arm to grab his holy sword.

This thing, beyond his comprehension, was now the greatest threat, and he was determined to see for himself what this arm truly was.

So he immediately created distance and assumed a fighting stance, flames erupting from his holy sword. Mash and Ritsuka immediately understood what they were about to face, and quickly retreated and assumed defensive stances.

"This sword is the very embodiment of the sun! A purifying flame that burns away all evil!"

Bedivere understood what he was about to face, so he sheathed his sword and began to exert all his strength in using this arm.

"Grip your sword tightly, Silver Arm! Devour my soul and charge forth! Silver Meteor!"

[The Sword of Victory Revolves!] The moment the true name is released, surging flames rush from Gawain's holy sword, threatening to engulf all life before them.

[Fleeting! Silver Arm!] But Bedivere's arm shone with an even more dazzling golden light, directly cleaving the incoming flames in two.

The remaining aftershocks were completely blocked by Mash's pseudo-Noble Phantasm, preventing further damage. With their combined efforts, they finally managed to completely block Gawain's Noble Phantasm attack.

"It actually blocked my Kaleidin? Could that arm be the real Silver Arm?!" Just as Gawain was wondering, Bedivere had already knelt on the ground, his whole body convulsing as if he had suffered a great strain from using the Silver Arm.

Mashu and Ritsuka immediately went to Bedivere's side to check on him, and both of them smelled a burning odor. Could it be that the activation of this arm was meant to burn Bedivere's body?

"We can't stay here any longer! Let's get out of here!" Da Vinci came to the group and took out two smoke bombs from her magic arm and detonated them.

The thick, magical smoke obscured Gawain's vision and bought the four of them time to retreat. Ritsuka thought to herself that if it weren't for Bedivere's help, the three of them would probably have all perished here.

After the four men had walked away, Gao Wencai casually waved his sword to disperse the remaining smoke. Now, his questions were growing ever stronger.

Why did Bedivere only appear here now? Why did Lord David appear in that manner? Why... did King Arthur become the Lion King? What is the reason for all this? What happened to cause things to turn out this way?

With these questions in mind, he returned to the Holy City. Instead of dwelling on it here, he decided to ask Davidian himself. He must know something, but whether Davidian would tell him… well, nobody knew.

Chapter 189 Unknowable

Gawain strode into the side hall, where David was sitting by the window, calmly drinking. As servants, they didn't need to eat. Drinking wine was purely David's own little pleasure, and seeing Gawain approach, David poured him a glass of wine as well.

"Is the work at Saint Bahamut finished? Gao Wenqing, then sit down and have a drink. This wine is quite good." David said, raising his glass and taking a small sip of the wine. The mellow taste made him temporarily forget his troubles.

Gawain walked over to David and sat down opposite him, then picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.

David frowned; he could tell Gawain was troubled. He just couldn't figure out what could be bothering him so much.

“Today’s Holy Election was quite a failure. My king selected three, but I only managed to take back two.” Gawain told David about the Holy Election, but David just shook his head, saying it was no big deal.

The number of pure souls selected by our king during this period is almost sufficient. Gawain's little failure is not even a ripple, at most just a small wave.

However, he knew one thing: there must be additional obstacles that could cause Gawain's mission to fail. So he simply remained silent and let Gawain tell the whole story.

Gawain continued, "I encountered a Master from a foreign land and his Servant, and the little girl was wielding a round table."

Davidian narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing Gawain before him. He understood Gawain's meaning perfectly: had Galahad chosen the little girl?

However, being able to control the power of Heroic Spirits with a human body is rather interesting. Perhaps I should go and take a look?

“Besides that, I also saw Bedivere. He not only had an extra arm that I couldn’t understand, but he could even fight me to a standstill in the sunlight. That silver arm could even repel my Caledin. Lord David, you must know something, right?”

Gawain questioned David Ann, because he could clearly sense that David Ann's entire demeanor changed when he heard Bedivere's name.

Although David's breathing quickly returned to normal, Gawain became even more certain of his thoughts.

Something must have happened that they at the Round Table don't know about, which led to the situation becoming what it is now.

"Is that so? Has everything that was supposed to come arrived? As the stars of a foreign land shone brightly, cracks appeared in the White Alliance. The King's majesty was shrouded in shadows, and the Tower of God's Trust crumbled. Fate had already foreshadowed our defeat, yet we still wanted to defy it. How interesting, almost like a replica of Britain."

David smiled and finished his drink, then refilled his and Gawain's glasses.

How similar the moment was! Back in Britain, they had tried to defy fate, only to meet a tragic end. He had lamented then, but now he simply smiled with relief.

After all, their stance has changed. Back then, they were the guardians of the country, but now they are the destroyers of human reason, or even accomplices in the burning of human reason.

Therefore, he saw through the situation and didn't care about the final outcome; he only hoped to dedicate everything to the Lion King.

So he calmly said to Gawain, "I think I understand why you came to see me. But Lord Gawain, I will not tell you what you want to know. That would be too cruel for you and unfair to Lord Bedivere."

Gao Wen remained silent; he had known this outcome from the very beginning.

Davidian wouldn't tell him what he wanted to know, no matter what he said. There were things they shouldn't know, and Davidian would never reveal them.

So he asked another question: "Lord David, I would like to know why you say we are doomed to fail, and why you say it is a replica of Britain?"

Hearing this, David shrugged and smiled bitterly before saying, "It was just a gut feeling that we were doomed to failure. After all, what we did this time was completely unfair. As for the replica of Britain... well, in your eyes, our failure is all because of Mordred's betrayal."

However, he then changed the subject: "But that's only the surface reason. Mordred did directly destroy Britain, but what truly intended to bring Britain to its end was the world itself. We all know that."

Gao Wen paused for a moment, then said, "Us?"

“I, Agravure, Merlin, and our King. The true meaning of the search for the Holy Grail was to prolong the life of a gradually declining Britain, a fact known only to the four of us. It is a pity that Galahad, who had no desires, returned the Holy Grail to the heavens, severing the possibility of Britain's true continuation. Of course, we cannot blame him.”

David sipped his drink calmly and told Gawain about these long-buried secrets. After all, they were old stories, and telling them wouldn't change anything.

“So, Lord David, may I ask one last question: are you still the same person you were before?” Gawain raised his glass again and drank it all, asking the final question of their conversation.

After a brief silence, David replied, "I am just like you, a follower, a shadow of yesterday. Gao Wenqing, cherish this hard-won second life."

In the main hall, Davidian told all the survivors that it was okay to rebel again, whether it was to fight against him or the Lion King.

Because this whole affair was wrong, even if one acted out of loyalty, it would still be nothing more than blind loyalty in a sense.

These words were tantamount to treason, but Davidian didn't care. Some things are wrong and will never become right.

After listening, Gawain said nothing more. David stood up, stretched, and loosened his body. He pulled the Nameless Sword from the ground and continued:

“But now that Lord Bedivere has arrived, I should go and see him. I should also check on his condition. If I’m not mistaken, he must have suffered quite a bit to get here.”

“Report everything that happened today to the Lion King, and the verdict will be delivered. Do not hesitate, do not be confused, Lord Godwin. You are loyal, and you have done nothing wrong in Britain.”

The moment he finished speaking, David leaped out of the window and transformed into a phoenix, flying away into the distance. He should go see his Master from afar, the little girl wielding the shield, and Lord Bedivere, who had finally reached the finish line.

Gawain watched the phoenix fly further and further away, then picked up the Kaleidine from the table and headed towards the main hall. Blind loyalty? That didn't matter; he only hoped that this time he could set aside personal feelings and impulses and serve the Lion King to the very end.

The Lion King is indeed no longer the King Arthur of the past, but she is still Artoria Pendragon, and that is enough.

Meanwhile, in the desert, Ritsuka and her group were unaware that a phoenix was already chasing after them.

They are now working with Bedivere to lead the Mountain People refugees into the mountains. After all, they are now certain that the Holy City of Camelot is definitely their enemy, and Ozymandias is remaining neutral. So, the only ones they can unite with are the Mountain People.

Chapter 190 The Phoenix Knight

[Heading to the mountainous region? OK! Chaldea will handle the map confirmation and surrounding area surveillance. You can proceed with your rapid march without worry!]

After confirming everyone's opinion, Dr. Roman urged them to move on quickly, as staying here any longer would be too dangerous, and they might still be relentlessly pursued by Camelot's men.

"Using magic for remote communication? I could hear the voice just now. She must be a very wise person, outwardly delicate but inwardly strong." Bedivere smiled, expressing his approval to Dr. Roman, who was far away in Chaldea.

Upon hearing his words, Dr. Roman was so happy he almost jumped for joy.