Shirou's clones number 30 million

“Lord Lancelot, it hasn’t come to that yet,” Artoria couldn’t help but interject. “The specifics will depend on the outcome of my duel with Nero.”

Lancelot remained silent. As King Arthur's knight, he wanted to tell her that everyone present was a supporter of Nero, and the outcome of the contest was already predetermined.

But I simply couldn't bring myself to say it.

Moreover, he actually held onto a sliver of hope.

If Nero sings the same song as the first one, the king is guaranteed to win.

“Let the contest begin, Nero,” Artoria said again.

"Okay, shall I go first?"

"Okay, you go first."

Artoria nodded slightly, her expression serious as she thought:

If Nero sings the same song as the second one, I must give it my all.

However, he hasn't sung since becoming king, so he's a little rusty.

In short, I still hope that the song she sings will be the same as the first one.

"I'm about to begin."

Nero smiled slightly and began to sing again.

The first sentence is perfectly normal, practically perfect.

However, the second sentence takes a sharp turn, with every word seemingly out of place.

The third and fourth lines, and so on, turned into a Gian concert.

"I have finished singing. Now it is your turn to perform."

"Ah."

Artoria nodded slightly, unconsciously thinking:

It seems I've already won.

This kind of competition is a little unfair.

However, it's good that it saves some effort.

Artoria was singing a nursery rhyme, and her voice wasn't particularly melodious, just average. But paired with her stern expression, it created a very good visual effect.

As the music ended, Artoria asked somewhat nervously:

"How about it?"

Nero clapped first, then smiled and looked at Matou Kariya:

"Yan Ye, let's start with you."

“Yes!” Kariya Matou answered without hesitation, “The victor is rightfully His Majesty Nero!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he activated the Command Spell and said again:

“By Command Spell, Lancelot, say the same thing to me.”

"what?"

At this moment, Lancelot dared not look Artoria in the eye, his heart filled with regret.

If I had known Kariya would use a Command Spell, I should have spoken up in support of the King immediately.

He simply couldn't stop himself if he spoke fast enough.

In the end, he could only grit his teeth and reluctantly say:

"The victor is rightfully His Majesty Nero!"

Chapter Twenty-Four: See You in Another World

Section 24, Chapter Twenty-Four: Goodbye to Another World

“I also think His Majesty Nero sang better,” Kiritsugu Emiya nodded slightly in agreement.

The outcome is decided!

Realizing this, Artoria lowered her head in disappointment.

Even when Irisviel and Taiga Fujimura offered their support, she completely ignored them, immersing herself in self-blame for her failure.

"I'm sorry! My king, it's all my fault."

Lancelot also kept his head down, his gaze fixed on the ground, his heart filled with regret.

There are only five people in total. If I can speak first before Kariya uses his Command Spell, the King will win.

"No, it has nothing to do with Lord Lancelot."

Artoria shook her head slightly and sighed softly.

This Holy Grail War has come to an end.

Seeing this, Ni? smiled and said:

"It seems I have won. Now, King Arthur, who looks exactly like you, tell me, what is your wish to be fulfilled?"

"What's the point of saying all this now?"

"Oh...? It seems you have quite a few unspeakable secrets."

Ni's gaze unconsciously shifted to Kiritsugu Emiya.

Kiritsugu Emiya nodded knowingly, and then activated his Command Spell:

"By Command Spell, Saber, speak your mind honestly."

Artoria glared at her angrily, but constrained by the Command Seals, she unconsciously began to recount her wish.

"I often wonder, if it had been someone else who pulled the person out instead of me, would I have done a better job?"

"The king doesn't understand people's hearts"—this phrase always echoes in my mind.

"What exactly is the human heart? But no matter how long we ponder it, we can never find the answer."

"Therefore, my wish is to go back to the past, to start the king-selection ceremony again, and to select a more suitable king."

After she finished speaking, the effect of the Command Spell gradually faded, and she immediately gripped the hilt of her sword, glaring at Kiritsugu Emiya, looking as if she was about to strike him at any moment.

"Bastards! How far are you going to fool me?"

At this moment, Lancelot felt as if he had a thousand words he wanted to say.

I want to tell her that Tristan, who said "the king doesn't understand people's hearts," often regrets speaking without thinking.

I wanted to tell her that Wang had done a great job, and there was no one more suitable than Wang.

I wanted to tell her that the past is the past, and no matter how painful or resentful it is, she has to move forward.

However, he ultimately couldn't say anything.

Because, as a traitor, he felt he had no right to say such things.

After a long while, Lancelot picked up his sword and slowly walked over:

"Your Majesty, the victor of this Holy Grail War is already destined to be His Majesty Nicholas."

"The Holy Grail will be formed once five Servants die."

"Apart from Assassin, only one of me and the king can remain."

So, please.

In the end, the blade of his sword was already pointed at Artoria.

"it is good."

Inside the arena, the two familiar faces began their long-awaited duel.

Watching the two already engaged in battle, Matou Kariya fell into deep thought, his heart filled with mixed emotions:

It turns out that even the most renowned heroes can harbor resentment.

Compared to her, what are my little problems?

"Mr. Emiya, is that alright..."

Noticing that he suddenly fell silent halfway through his sentence, Kiritsugu Emiya asked in surprise:

"what happened?"

"No, it's nothing."

Matou Kariya shook his head slightly and sighed softly.

Originally, he wanted Kiritsugu Emiya to take better care of Shirou in the future.

But before he could say it, he suddenly realized that Shirou's parents were still alive and well, so there was no need to trouble Kiritsugu Emiya.

Suddenly, a piercing pain shot through my body.

Kariya Matou coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, his gaze instinctively shifting to Lancelot, who was fighting Artoria in the distance.

'Has my body really gotten to this point? Lancelot didn't even use his Noble Phantasm.'

Upon noticing his Master's condition, Lancelot paused.

Taking advantage of his distraction, Artoria suddenly rushed forward.

The sword tip pierced Lancelot's chest in an instant, and at the same time, her own heart was also pierced by the sword in Lancelot's hand.

Seeing Lancelot's bewildered expression, Artoria smiled and said:

“I’m sorry, Lord Lancelot, this is one of the things I’ve always wanted to do.”

“I want to apologize to you. If I had revealed my identity as a woman from the beginning and had not married Guinevere, none of us would have ended up like that.”

At this moment, Lancelot's sense of guilt intensified.

"No, it's all my fault. The reason I participated in the Holy Grail War was so that I could see the King again and hope that you would punish me personally."

"But to my surprise, my guilt has not only not decreased, but has actually increased."