Shirou's clones number 30 million

"Isn't it normal that I'm still alive? But you guys, you've all died once, how come you've reappeared? You don't look like you've been resurrected."

At this point, Percival suddenly turned his head and stared intently at Mordred in the crowd.

"And to think that he was with such a traitor."

Mordred's body trembled involuntarily, but fortunately, the helmet covered her face, so her guilty conscience was not exposed.

Lancelot was driven away with such cruel words, which put a lot of pressure on her.

Being driven away by everyone in that way would be more painful than being torn to pieces.

Moreover, as a summoned heroic spirit, even if I leave this place, I have nowhere to go.

We can't just leave looking like Lancelot, all humiliated and defeated.

She remained silent to avoid such a thing happening to her, hoping to get away with it.

"If you're unhappy with me, then show me with your gun! You coward who ran away from the battlefield!"

"You really dare to speak so boldly, Mordred! I failed to help the king in the Battle of Camchuh, but now I will eliminate you, this traitor, for the king's sake."

Upon realizing that Percival seemed about to make a move, Shirou immediately stepped forward and stood in front of him.

"Stop! The fate of Mordred is a matter for the King to decide. This is King Arthur's family affair. What right do we have to make decisions on our own?"

"That's right, Mordred's crimes should be judged by the King himself."

Percival holstered his gun and turned to look at the others.

"Even a knight who has been dead for many years has appeared here. What's going on?"

"Actually, these people are heroic spirits that I summoned."

"Heroic spirits?"

"Those who have made certain achievements in this world, whether in the past or the future, will not be reincarnated after death, but will enter the Hall of Heroes and become immortal heroic spirits."

"So, they all come from the future?"

Percival seemed to understand something, and soon realized what it meant.

"So, this means we can summon the future Lancelot too? Why didn't he come? Is he like someone else, too ashamed to show his face, or is he simply not responding to the summons?"

"I've already driven Lancelot away."

"Huh...?"

Percival looked bewildered. Hadn't he just told Mordred that he couldn't make decisions on his own? How come he had just driven Lancelot away without permission?

"So, Lancelot, the Heroic Spirit from the future, has already left after answering the summons?"

"Yes."

"...Never mind, this is fine too, I don't want to see him anyway."

The crowd gathered at the entrance quickly caught the attention of another knight.

"Gawain? You guys are still alive!"

As soon as Tristan finished speaking, he suddenly noticed another version of himself in the crowd.

"Who are you!"

"Oh, you're here too."

Tristan, a heroic spirit from the crowd, slowly stepped forward and stood facing the human.

"So, this really is Camelot during the time of King Arthur? But that doesn't make sense, since the king had already passed away by then."

"Well... it's all thanks to Shirou."

Human Tristan shifted his gaze to Shirou and explained:

"Shirou is a person from 1,500 years in the future who, by chance, traveled to the present era."

"I heard that he saved the king who was about to die after the Battle of Kamchu."

"Not long ago, I was invited by the king to reaffirm my loyalty to him."

"That's wonderful." A hint of envy unconsciously appeared in the eyes of the Heroic Spirit Tristan.

During his lifetime, he always hoped that the king was still alive and was reluctant to believe that the king had passed away.

Therefore, they stayed in the Kingdom of Great Britain for a long time.

He only left in sorrow when the kingdom had completely fallen.

"So, you just shamelessly accepted the king's invitation?"

"...Yes, and what about you?"

silence.

The spirit Tristan remained silent for a long time, then sighed and said:

"I waited a long time in the kingdom, and finally accepted the news of the king's death and returned home. What happened after that is best left unsaid."

"So the legend is true. I thought it was just something made up by later generations. Luckily, I didn't go back."

"How did you know?" The Heroic Spirit Tristan frowned slightly.

"I saw it in a book."

Tristan shifted his gaze to the door behind him and explained:

"Not long ago, that door suddenly appeared outside Camelot City, and behind the door was another future world."

"As for the time period, it was about 1,500 years ago."

"what……?"

All the heroic spirits looked at the massive doorway at the same time, and unconsciously began to whisper among themselves.

As Heroic Spirits, they all know more or less about things related to the Counter Force.

A gateway connecting to parallel worlds—this thing appeared in the world, yet the Restraining Force didn't intervene?

"Is the king... behind the door?"

"Yes, a lot of ants about the size of bison appeared behind the door last night, causing considerable damage to the area. Wang went to inspect it."

"It sounds like the world behind the door is already under our control?"

"Pretty much. We fought two wars before finally achieving a result that everyone could accept. As for the details, they are still under discussion."

Chapter 491 If you're scared, then kill me right here.

Chapter 491, Section 492: If you're scared, then kill me here.

Something's off!

Passing through the door, Artoria began her patrol of the Academy City, led by two Knights of the Round Table.

Despite having experienced numerous disasters and hearing that the entire city had been reduced to ruins, what came into view was quite different.

All the buildings were intact, without a trace of damage, and the people on the street were dressed smartly, showing no signs of suffering.

If that's all there is to it, it can be explained by magical effects.

However, the atmosphere was clearly off!

The atmosphere in this city is far too lively.

Artoria unconsciously stopped and carefully observed the passersby.

"Your Majesty, should I go and find out what happened?"

"Ah."

After a long while, the knight quickly returned.

"Wang, I heard these people are rushing to a concert."

"Concert?"

"Yes, things are rather complicated."

The knight carefully considered his words before slowly speaking:

"I heard that the giants and the ant plague last night were both caused by one person's carelessness."

"Afterwards, she first summoned the dragon to resurrect those who died in the disaster, and then used magic to repair the buildings, making the greatest possible amends for what she had done."

"Now, to express our apology, we have decided to organize a large-scale joint concert to heal the pain in people's hearts."

Artoria was surprised and stood there stunned for several seconds before she came to her senses.

Disaster? Injury? Concert? What does all this have to do with anything?

They seem completely unrelated, but upon closer inspection, they do seem to have a slight connection.

"Where is the concert being held? Let's go check it out."

Suddenly, music came from the radio, followed by a female voice.

"Hello everyone, I am Lala Satalin Deviluke."

"Thank you all for coming to our concert. This performance is to apologize for what happened last night, and I hope you can forgive my mistake."

"Then, I will sing the first song myself, and the song title is 'Giving You a Brilliant Galaxy'."

Artoria stopped under a large tree by the roadside, closed her eyes, and listened intently to Lala's singing.

That sounds wonderful. To admit one's mistakes, correct them, and take action to do so is something not everyone can do.

Thinking of others and herself, at this moment, she unconsciously thought of herself.

My past self committed too many wrongdoings, leading to the impending destruction of the kingdom after the Battle of Kamchu.

If Shirou hadn't traveled through time, his future would probably have ended at Kamuyur, just like in the Arthurian legend.

The sound of footsteps approached and gradually increased.

Artoria didn't care about this, and kept her eyes closed, carefully experiencing the emotions contained in Lala's song.

She's a very frank girl. Since she's already made the best possible amends and apologized by singing, naturally no one can criticize her for it anymore.