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"Can you withstand the ultimate humiliation of having this thing squeezed and shoved into your mouth?"

"Yeah~"

Not to mention the captured knight, even the torturer next to Fujimaru Kyoya couldn't help but scream in fright when he saw the huge pincers that were half a person tall. He squeezed his legs together, fearing that the terrifying sea tiger explosive pincers would strike their vital parts at any moment.

"Say goodbye to your brother, knight."

"You...you can't...you can't do this..."

The knight who was fearless and willing to die just a moment ago was now trembling in fear in front of the Sea Tiger Explosive Pincers. At this moment, Fujimaru Kyoya, who was holding the Sea Tiger Explosive Pincers, was more terrifying and frightening than a billion Vortigerns in the eyes of these people.

"I confess, I'll confess everything, just take this thing away from me."

As Fujimaru Kyoya approached, the knight was so terrified he almost wet himself; if he could, he would have preferred to shrink back in fear.

"It was Gaul... that Gaul named Lancelot was the leader, he was the one who did it all."

"Gallic? Can't they even come up with a reason?"

“It’s not made up. Although Lancelot is Gaulish, he was raised by fairies. Now that Britain is in trouble, he was summoned by the fairies of Avalon.”

As the Sea Tiger Explosive Pliers drew ever closer to his younger brother, the knight's crotch became wet, and a pungent odor quickly filled the torture chamber.

"Lancelot? He seems somewhat familiar."

As Fujimaru Kyoya pondered the name, he suddenly remembered that this guy seemed to have cheated on his good brother Artorius.

Although the two are now on different sides, this blond-haired guy deserves to be taught a lesson with the Sea Tiger Explosive Pliers.

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"Lord Lloyd, His Majesty Voughton summons you."

Just as Fujimaru Kyoya was about to shut down Lancelot and teach him a lesson, Vortigern's summons interrupted his plans.

"I'll go right away."

Fujimaru Kyoya put down the terrifying Sea Tiger Explosive Pincers and arrived before Vortigern's throne without needing anyone to lead the way.

Clearly, this king intended to use London, which he had just conquered, as his base.

"You intend to give me command of the army?"

Fujimaru Kyoya immediately wondered if Voodoo was suffering from dementia, as he had directly handed over military power.

“We share common interests. We trust those we employ and do not employ those we distrust. From now on, I will focus my energy on the Holy Lance.”

Fujimaru Kyoya's previous actions of defeating Artoria but then letting him go did not arouse his suspicion; on the contrary, it made him even more convinced that Fujimaru Kyoya was a promising talent.

He has the means, the bottom line, and the ability. Such a person is also on the same side as him. So why not use him?

"You cut that brat's sword in half, and Merlin shamelessly went to Avalon to beg for the Star Sword. I must complete the anchoring of the Holy Lance before that brat gets his hands on the Star Sword."

Vortigern looked at the Holy Lance before him. This city of London was the closest place to the Inner Sea of ​​Stars. As long as the Holy Lance could take root here, the Age of Gods could be returned to the earth as quickly as possible.

"Next, I will transform into a sacred tree and consolidate our forces to protect London. That will be your mission."

As Vortigern spoke, he plunged the tip of the Holy Lance into the ground, and vines sprouted from the earth, enveloping both Vortigern and the Holy Lance.

On this day, a towering tree rose from the ground, blocking out the sun, and everyone in London watched this strange phenomenon in astonishment.

They could vaguely sense something from the trees, an indescribable feeling. In a corner of the city, Lancelot looked at the big tree with great unease and decided to go and find out what it was.

Chapter Ten: Pure Love Warrior vs. Minotaur

You have gained Vortigern's military command. Although you do not consider yourself loyal to Vortigern, you decide to obey his orders because of our shared stance.

[You have halted your military expansion and shifted to defense, ensuring the sacred tree of Vortigern is not destroyed. This is now crucial. Beneath the sacred tree, you have gained the status "Divine Blessing."]

[Status "Blessing of the Divine Age": The White Dragon Voodoo is the embodiment of the divine age's counterattack; it itself represents the will of the divine age. This is his trust in you; under the protection of the Sacred Tree, your strength is doubled.]

[You've noticed; someone with considerable strength has infiltrated the vicinity of the Sacred Tree.]

"Come out."

Fujimaru Kyoya looked at the shadow beside him. Although this guy could fool the patrolling soldiers, he couldn't fool Fujimaru Kyoya, who had been guarding this place all along and knew everything about the surroundings.

"Vortigern's Blade, Lloyd."

It was a knight with short purple hair, his expression resolute and upright, and the holy sword in his hand seemed to resonate with the holy sword in Fujimaru Kyoya's hand, clearly no ordinary item.

"Undamaged lake scenery? Lancelot."

Fujimaru Kyoya already knew about Lancelot's intelligence, after all, no one could keep a secret under the threat of the Sea Tiger Explosive Claws.

The legendary holy sword that cannot be worn down—if the Undying Lake represents the "stillness" of water, then the Everlasting Clear Sword represents the "movement" of water; it is normal for them to have a connection.

"You who aid and abet evil, you have brought shame upon the holy sword in your hand."

Lancelot spoke with righteous indignation. If Fujimaru Kyo hadn't known beforehand that this guy had cheated on Artoria, he probably would have been fooled by him too.

"Whether the sword is disgraced is not something to be seen with your eyes; feel it with your body."

There was nothing more to say to his enemy, Fujimaru Kyoya. He drew his longsword and slashed at Lancelot, who responded with a righteous sword strike.

Lancelot grew up under the care of fairies, possessing not only superb swordsmanship but also the indestructible light of the lake. He has never been defeated since his debut, so naturally he would not be afraid of Fujimaru Kyoya. However, he sensed something was wrong as soon as they started fighting.

It's so heavy. The blade is so long and slender, so how can it be swung so heavily?

Unlike Gawain, whose triple power can only be unleashed at specific times, Fujimaru Kyoya's double power is a buff that lasts 24 hours a day. As long as he is under the Sacred Tree, no one can gain an advantage in a head-on confrontation unless Gawain is three times stronger.

Lancelot, of course, couldn't either.

Fujimaru Kyoya knew he had the upper hand, so he naturally wanted to strike while Lancelot was down. His Flowing Water Sword began to gather momentum the moment they clashed, unleashing a continuous barrage of sword strikes that caught Lancelot completely off guard.

The original flaw of "running water never stagnates, and a door hinge never rusts" was that the process could not be interrupted, otherwise it would be difficult to unleash its full power. However, under this sacred tree, Fujimaru Kyouya also had the blessing of the Age of Gods. Unless someone was three times more reckless than Gawain, who could interrupt his raging onslaught?

Not good.

Lancelot naturally noticed that the opponent's sword aura was getting stronger and stronger. Whether it was strength or skill, Lancelot did not have an absolute advantage. How could he interrupt the surging water?

Lancelot was originally the type of person who relied on his skills and strength, combined with the "indestructible" nature of the Holy Sword, to defeat enemies one by one in a fair and square manner. However, now he is facing an opponent whose strength surpasses his own in every aspect, and he is beginning to feel powerless.

It seems we can't keep it a secret any longer.

Lancelot poured all his magic into the Undying Lake Light. Ordinary weapons would have been dissolved by his powerful magic, but the Holy Sword's "indestructible" nature allowed it to barely withstand the force and pour it out from the blade, emitting a dazzling light.

"The bonds are broken, and the lake's light shines through."

If Fujimaru Kyoya's sword is a torrent of water, then Lancelot's sword is a waterfall cascading from a great height.

With such powerful magic, the indestructible sword could cut everything in its path in two. Normally, Fujimaru Kyoya would have no choice but to tough it out, unless he were to destroy his sword's power.

But this is different. The sword energy that has been accumulating for a long time also needs an outlet, and Fujimaru Kyou under this sacred tree is invincible.

"Running water never stagnates, and a frequently used door hinge never rusts."

The surging water burst forth with immense power in an instant, and Fujimaru Kyoya's sword clashed, held its ground, and suppressed the heavy lake light in just three seconds.

Lancelot sensed that if he continued fighting here, he would definitely not be a match for the person in front of him, but did he still have a chance to escape?

Yes, absolutely.

A sudden whooshing sound cut through the air as an arrow shot towards Fujimaru Kyoya, forcing him to halt his attack and dodge, which gave Lancelot a chance to escape.

"Tristan, if you had arrived any later, I might have died here."

Lancelot breathed a sigh of relief after narrowly escaping death.

"Don't be too happy yet. I've observed Lloyd's fighting before. He shouldn't have this kind of strength. Maybe it's because of this tree."

As Tristan looked at the towering tree that had suddenly appeared, a strange sense of crisis washed over him, the source of which was a few water droplets floating in the air.

"Be careful."

Almost instantly, the water droplets floating in the air exploded, and powerful magic spread out. Even smaller water droplets cut through the skin of the two people like sharp blades. If they hadn't been prepared, they might have died by now.

"Is it releasing magic to control the moisture in the air? But the effect seems to only be around this big tree."

The two finally managed to leave the area of ​​the sacred tree, but not only did Fujimaru Kyou not catch up, the water droplets also disappeared.

They used this to estimate Fujimaru Kyoya's activity range.

"We can't leave that tree easily. Even though we're safe now, we can't just leave it there unattended."

Lancelot's unease had not yet subsided; the two of them agreed that the tree absolutely could not be left standing.

"The two of us alone are not enough. With Lloyd protecting us, we cannot succeed. The key is King Arthur."

Tristan looked at Lancelot, the knight raised by fairies, who should have news from Avalon.

"I'm certain that the fairies' tests won't stump him. The question is how long it will take for him to return."

Lancelot understood that the Star Sword was a creation of the fairies of Paradise, and it wouldn't be easy for Avalon to hand it over so easily.

Chapter Eleven: When the Knights Return

"Sword or sheath, which will you choose?"

Artoria had passed the fairies' test, but before she could obtain the Holy Sword, the Lady of the Lake, Vivian, asked her a question.

The sword is violence that sweeps away everything;

The sheath represents the determination to protect everything.

Artoria knew that whatever she chose, the sword and its sheath would eventually be handed to her, but she had to answer this question.

"Without a sword, I cannot protect Britain; with a sword, I cannot embrace Britain."

Artoria reached for the Star Sword. She needed to obtain the sword to have any chance of defeating Vortigern. However, just before she chose the sword, Fujimaru Kyoya's words echoed in her mind.

"Not human."

She hesitated.

Artoria withdrew her hand. She remembered Fujimaru Kyoya's words and temporarily retracted her previous decision. She wanted to think like a mortal.

Greed, selfishness, narrow-mindedness... She needs to lower her perspective from the lofty viewpoint of God and start thinking from a human perspective.

Having learned of the crisis of the decline of the Age of Gods, and knowing that the person she was to protect was destined to die, what choice should she make, not as King Arthur but as Artoria?

"I want it all."

Artoria stretched out both hands and put the sword and scabbard into her pocket. Not only Vivian, but even Merlin was stunned. He had never taught Artoria such a thing.