Artoria was unaware of this and continued watching.

Then, after her most pressing fear of certain death was brought under control, she saw the state of the fairies.

Are all these fairies...evil?

They bear no resemblance to the British people whatsoever; instead, they resemble monsters specifically tasked with destruction.

They'll stop at nothing to have fun.

Jealousy, hatred, lies, laziness... almost every problem Artoria could think of existed in these fairies.

And this is not an isolated case.

Apart from the three fairy knights who were somewhat acceptable, all the other fairies that Artoria saw had their own problems!

If such a fairy were placed in Britain where Artoria lives, then once the fairy starts having fun, Artoria would seize the fairy and execute her without hesitation.

But the problem now is that these kinds of guys are the main players...

After having the idea of ​​eliminating all these guys, Artoria realized that if she did that, Britain would be destroyed... and destroyed by her own hands!

But if they don't do this, then these fairies will continue to live sinful lives.

They showed no gratitude for anything.

Even towards their sister, who was constantly trying to save them, they felt a sense of disgust.

We didn't ask you to save us, did we?

Stop tormenting us with natural disasters, you monster!

Ah... when will this endless cycle end?

If you were truly a competent king, then hurry up and move the natural disasters to a place where we can't see them, you useless piece of trash!

It was only because they feared Morgan's power that these fairies showed their submission.

They loathe natural disasters but make no effort to fight them; they are dissatisfied with the king but fear his power; besides complaining, they only shift blame onto others; they are extremely lazy and prioritize pleasure above all else...

The whole of Britain has been transformed into such fairies.

Britain is now their kingdom.

They were indeed able to survive natural disasters, and they truly showed Artoria the qualifications to fight against an inevitable fate.

but......

Is it really worth it?

In exchange for sacrificing justice, he allowed these scoundrels who would tarnish all glory to hold Britain together in his place... Is this really the way he wanted Britain to survive?

Artoria had never thought about this question before.

For her, the inevitable fate of death was like a mountain blocking her view.

She led the people to climb higher and higher, to a level that even they could not comprehend, but in the end, she still could not overcome it.

Morgan's approach was a roundabout one, but he went much further than Morgan did.

And that's the price to pay...

call--

Artoria breathed a sigh of relief after witnessing a fairy indiscriminately killing for amusement, displaying an attitude almost identical to that of the monsters born in Britain.

If she were still confused, she would definitely be completely stuck here, not knowing how to continue.

With that thought in mind, Artoria's gaze hardened instantly.

If it is evil, it must be eradicated!

Britain, now transformed into this state, is nothing but a false illusion devoured by fairies!

Britain perished the moment it was completely transformed into fairies!

This seemingly viable path is a deceptive one!

Artoria, single-mindedly searching for a future for Britain, resolutely steps off this false path and severs it from her own choices!

At this point, she had no other choice.

Their inevitable demise seems to have been confirmed.

But Artoria had no intention of giving up.

—It's just that the Holy Grail failed to grant my wish.

—I'm sure I can find other ways!

More just, more glorious, more luminous, more real... nonsense.

I will definitely find the true future that belongs to Britain!

The moment she had this thought, a magical storm erupted from Artoria's body.

Previously, when fighting Gilgamesh, Roland used this to deal with unexpected events, hoping to witness the miracle firsthand. And now, at this moment, it has arrived!

As Artoria underwent changes, Roland, who was traversing a magical storm, also received a notification from the [God Group System].

[Member Artoria is currently forming her divine essence.]

....

64. Roland's Blade

Justice, Glory, Light, Truth

After seeing the notification from the [Gods System], Roland vaguely heard such a voice.

He recognized the voice; it was Artoria's voice.

However, it seems this wasn't said to her, and probably not even spoken by Artoria herself, but rather it was her expectation.

"What exactly did the Holy Grail show her... Well, her wish was to have a better king for Britain, so its essence should be to ensure the continuation of Britain, which is ultimately a rebellion against an inevitable fate."

"But there is no power or abundance in these words, only justice and glory, and this truth is also worth examining."

Thinking of this, Roland smiled.

Although it was just his guess, it was something that was related to the future of Britain and that made Artoria make such a remark.

Roland immediately thought of that group of blood pressure-raising vile fairies...

If Artoria saw those guys, then Artoria's desire would make sense.

After making a brief deduction, Roland also closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, the smile on his face was gone, and the gentle Roland he usually was was gone. Along with the burning golden eyes appeared the cold, rational, and majestic Lord of the Gods!

The alien divinity spread throughout the entire space, and the magical storm that arose because of Artoria seemed to be isolated into another dimension, different from Roland, as this divinity ignited.

Roland could only see them, but not feel them.

Then, the instant Roland spoke, even though it was just a few breaths, the sounds caused by the magical storm were suppressed and vanished without a trace.

Only Roland's voice still resonates throughout the world.

"Yes." 457

With his voice, Artoria's power was fully activated!

Bathed in light, her height gradually increased from 154cm to 171cm.

Her girlish face had matured considerably, and the silver armor she wore had all been removed, revealing blue fabric that changed along with the curves of her body.

After her transformation was complete, the silver armor began to be re-armored.

This time, however, the armor covered a much larger area than before. Basically, apart from the skirt armor, even the legs were completely covered by silver armor.

The blue cloak that looked like a quilt reappeared, but this time its color was no longer blue, but bright red!

The bright red cloak fluttered behind her as Artoria, whose body had been frozen in its previous size, grew to its peak.

Then came Artoria's earlier desire.

She yearned for justice...

Therefore, in her hand, a golden, lightning-like light gun gathered—a gun that could help her punish all evil!

She craved glory...

Therefore, after she condensed her divine essence, her divinity and her armor began to change together—it was an unfading glory!

She longed for light...

Therefore, the light came to her side and transformed into a white horse clad in armor—the steed that led her across the darkness, East Starion!

She craves authenticity...

Therefore, the blessing on her body was activated, her intuition began to upgrade, and it converged on her right eye, making her right pupil burn with golden flames until it was pure white and clear, like crystal that was so clean that it had no impurities—that was the eye of truth that allowed her to see through falsehood!

Thus, the four powers converged upon Artoria's reconstructed divine body!

She easily escaped the illusion the Holy Grail had presented to her, and facing the omnipotent cauldron that everyone yearned for and which still allowed one to make a wish, she turned around without hesitation and walked towards Roland's location.

Because she knew that the Holy Grail could not grant her wish.

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