In Type-Moon, it all starts with adopting Sakura.

He looked at the sacred posture of the mass in Lovi, trying his best to soothe the spirits of the dead in this holy city, and couldn't help but sigh: "It seems that you are a follower related to religion... In that case, perhaps you were not summoned by the Lion King, but by this holy city."

"I only know a little bit about it."

Rowe turned to look at Kay, making room for him to watch him perform Mass for the dead, offering him some solace.

"I just did my best to give them a decent funeral, and in the end, I hope they can reach heaven smoothly."

Luo Wei sighed slightly.

"Hopefully."

Upon hearing this, Kai nodded slightly, and then a look of pain and pity appeared on his resolute face.

"What a heinous crime this is! This city was destroyed by my king's hand. How many innocent souls have perished..."

Thinking of the cruel scene of Artoria destroying these innocent people, Kai said with a pained expression, "No matter what, that is not something my king should do... I can't accept such a thing."

"Ugh……"

Looking at the grieving knight before him, Rowe couldn't help but sigh.

Killing so many innocent people—is this truly befitting a personality dominated by a god? It's utterly callous and heartless…

At the same time, he was also glad that his efforts had not been in vain, so that the Artoria he knew would not become the Lion King as in this timeline. She would still be pure and kind. He couldn't help but wonder if he would have fought the Lion King directly for the sake of these innocent people if he had arrived earlier.

The answer is yes.

After all, he was a kind person, and he absolutely could not bear to watch these tragedies happen with his own eyes.

Unfortunately... there are no "what ifs" in this world.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. It is too late to feel any regret or sorrow now. Once you have done something, you must take responsibility and bear the sins you have committed."

Luo Wei offered no words of comfort, but simply calmly expressed his own opinion.

"Mr. Magician, as far as I know, the spacetime we are currently in is a spacetime distorted by King Solomon, a spacetime that shouldn't exist. So, if this singularity is repaired, what about those people who shouldn't have died...?"

"No, they will still die."

Knowing Kai's thoughts, Luo Wei's answer completely shattered his hopes.

"However, once the singularity is corrected, the history of these people being killed by the Lion King will be transformed into them dying in a war or in a plague, but the final outcome of their deaths will not change, and their sins will remain."

"Is that so... You're right. Once you've done it, it's a sin, and it can never be covered up no matter what..."

Kai lowered his head and said with immense sorrow, "Your Majesty, she can't turn back now, and... she means she's unwilling to help restore humanity, and instead wants to ignore the burning of humanity and continue."

"That's roughly the idea..."

After the final Mass, Rowe earnestly asked Kay before him, "So what do you intend to do, Sir Kay? To aid and abet evil, or to raise the sword of justice against your king?!"

"I...I...I have to stop her!"

Upon hearing Luo Wei mention this, Kai choked up, then solemnly made his decision, saying with unwavering determination.

"The meaning and mission of the Knights of the Round Table is to protect the King, and also to correct his mistakes! We are subjects, but also partners, so I cannot watch Artoria sink deeper and deeper into a path of no return. I must stop her!"

As he spoke, Kai drew his sword and pointed it straight at the increasingly gloomy sky, like a silver-white lightning bolt, intending to tear apart the approaching night.

Seeing that Kai had not lost his composure and objectivity, Luo Wei was very satisfied.

This means that he has gained a valuable combat asset on par with a Knight of the Round Table.

“Then, I, who can be considered a saint for the time being, am willing to lend you a hand, Sir Kay.”

He drew his ceremonial short sword and pointed it at the sky above, signifying that he was fighting alongside Kai.

“Well said, Kai! And this saintly spirit whose true name is unknown.”

Just as the two were making their decision, a deep, resonant male voice suddenly came from behind them.

Kai and Rowe turned around and saw a knight wearing a set of silver armor and holding a silver lance walking quickly toward them.

Upon seeing him, Kai couldn't help but show a look of joy.

Because this was none other than one of the most skilled spearmen among the Knights of the Round Table, the second-in-command, wielding the Holy Lance—

Percival de Galle.

Chapter 167 Internal Strife Among the Knights of the Round Table

"Well said, Kai, that's exactly what I was thinking!"

While the two were talking, Percival, the second seat of the Knights of the Round Table of Britain and one of the legendary Three Knights searching for the Holy Grail, had already arrived.

When he saw him appear from behind, Kai's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly.

"I absolutely cannot tolerate my queen becoming an accomplice and executioner of inhumanity!! Kai, what you just said is exactly what I think. My queen should be noble and responsible, just and selfless, and fight for justice and peace. Now that we see her committing such a mistake, we knights should do everything in our power to correct it."

"Even if... even if it means I have to raise the spear of rebellion, I will not hesitate. This is our mission, and the mission of the Knights of the Round Table!"

Percival gripped his silver spear tightly, his gaze unwavering as he addressed Kay and Lowe, expressing his resolute determination.

"Well said, we're here too."

He wasn't the only one to arrive; Bose, another of the three Holy Grail Knights, and Gawain and Agravun's brother, Gaheris, also came along.

It can be said that four of the Knights of the Round Table who responded to the Lion King's call have gathered here.

"you……"

Upon seeing their arrival, a complex expression appeared on Kai's face.

“Don’t hesitate any longer, Kai. We share Percival’s thoughts. As one of the knights who once embarked on the journey to find the Holy Grail alongside Galahad, although I was not taken to heaven like Galahad, nor was I entrusted with the Holy Lance like Percival, my sense of duty as a knight will not waver in the slightest.”

Bose said with utmost seriousness, "Now is the time for us to set out to save our king!"

Hearing his firm tone, even the seemingly frail-looking Gaheris remained unmoved.

“That’s right. This time, the Lion King who summoned us is indeed our King. But I can sense that she is not the King Arthur we once followed. If we agree to her plan this time and become accomplices in the burning of humanity, and if we are summoned by our King at another time next time, I will be utterly ashamed! It will be the shame of my life.”

"Yes, so this is our opinion."

Upon hearing their words, Percival raised the Spear of Longinus that had been entrusted to him, his stance clear: he was willing to die for justice.

However, whether it was his own illusion or an unintentional angle deflection, Rowe felt as if the tip of the gun was unintentionally aimed at his chest. Even though Percival was trying his best to restrain himself, the gun would still deflect unintentionally, making his eyelids twitch twice.

"Kai, now is the time for us to uphold our righteousness! Let's go and save the King!!"

The next moment, the voices of the three knights echoed through the ruins. They raised their weapons and joined Lovi and Kai in their oath, preparing to rebel against the Lion King, even if it meant wielding their swords against Artoria.

Although their tone was firm, Rowe could hear the bitterness hidden behind each of their expressions. After all, doing such a thing meant they were no different from Mordred, becoming disloyal traitors and a disgrace to the knights.

"I see... I understand!"

Kai nodded, his tone equally solemn, "Then let's go together to save our king!"

"it is good!!"

"clear!!"

"but……"

At that moment, Kai immediately realized something. He looked at the three knights around him and asked.

"Since only you three have come to me, does that mean Lancelot, Gawain, and Tristan have already made their choice and are ready to help our king?"

"Yes."

Gahris nodded painfully. "My brothers have all chosen to stand with our King. Although Gareth felt pain and struggle, she also made her decision and chose to support Gawain. If Bedivere, Lanmarok, and Galahad were here, they would surely have joined forces to stop our King."

“Lanmarok, Galahad…yes, if only they were here.”

Kai sighed, finally able to understand Gareth's choice.

After all, she admires Lancelot the most and respects her brother Gawain the most, so it's not surprising that she made such a decision.

Then Kai looked solemnly at Luo Wei beside him and asked, "Saint, have you now decided to fight for justice with us?"

"That's natural."

Rowe smiled and nodded, then answered Kai's question: "This battle will be fought for the innocent, and even more so for justice."

"Thank you so much."

Kai nodded, then looked at Luo Wei and asked his question: "Now that we are all companions, I have a question that has been bothering me for a long time. I wonder if the Sage could tell us?"

"Please speak."

"This time, all those summoned are Knights of the Round Table. I wonder why the Saint has come here..."

Lowe shook his head, then looked at Percival, who was equally puzzled, and slowly said, "Sir Kay was right before. I was not summoned by the Lion King. What called me was this land and the world at this moment."

"really……"

Kai had no doubts about this, after all, he had seen Luo Wei moving through the ruins to perform Mass, and he had also witnessed the pure faith, or rather, the power of miracles, emanating from him, which was why he called him a saint. His presence among them was perhaps simply a coincidence of encountering him in the Holy City.

This is a Christian hero, but it is unknown which one he is.

"It seems my guess was right. No wonder the Holy Lance in my hand is so friendly to you. If I hadn't been suppressing it, it probably would have broken free and flown towards you!"

Upon hearing Rowe's answer, Percival nodded as if he had just realized something. At the same time, as if to show off, he pointed the Spear of Longinus, which was dangling in his hand, at Rowe. Rowe's face suddenly darkened, and he hurriedly gestured for him to put away this jinx.

That gun doesn't like me; it clearly likes to stab me.

"Since you are a saint, you must be a noble and selfless person. May I ask what your real name is?"

Bose, who had also witnessed God's miracles, asked the question that had been on his mind at that moment.

"My real name, um..."

“Just call me Moses.”

After thinking for a moment, Lowe randomly chose a suitable name from the Bible and said it out.

He originally wanted to name Aleister, since they could pin the blame for any wrongdoing on him. However, that guy had absolutely no connection to Christianity except for his penchant for criticizing it, so these guys definitely wouldn't believe him. And his real name lacked credibility and influence, making it difficult to lead them later. Therefore, he chose a more respectable name instead.

He believed Moses certainly wouldn't mind.

Moses……

Kay, who hadn't read much of the Bible, felt the name sounded familiar, but couldn't quite place it.

"Moses?!"

Percival, the most devout believer standing to the side, almost knelt down.