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

Percival spoke up, "Saint, since we are going to attack the King, we will definitely need a leader. What do you think, Kai?"

"Yes, a suitable leader is needed to have a chance to defeat the Lion King."

Percival continued, "And this leader must possess wisdom, strength, insight, justice, and kindness simultaneously, just like the kings of the past..."

"..."

Actually, I quite agree with Kay's earlier points about Percival, but I'd rather not go for someone like Artoria.

Later, to avoid injuring her companions and knights, Artoria always fought alone, charging into battle by herself. This left many knights with no role to play, making them feel that the king no longer needed them, which sowed the seeds of future trouble.

Therefore, a leader cannot be like Artoria; someone with greater vision is needed. So, who is the person with such qualifications in this singularity?

It's really hard to guess...

In the silence, Kay and Percival exchanged a glance, then knelt down on one knee before Rowe, offering their loyalty and recognition.

"I, Percival the Holy Lance Knight, am willing to entrust my life and the Holy Lance to the Saint!"

"I, Kai, the sworn brother of the Lion King, a Knight of the Round Table, am willing to entrust my life and sword to the hands of the Saint!"

"At this moment, this body exists only to save my king!!"

The resounding sound echoed through the mountains, and under the watchful gaze of the sacred flame, Luo Wei nodded in satisfaction.

Their idea is undoubtedly the best, and with him taking the lead, it's not entirely impossible to launch a subsequent campaign against the Lion King.

"I am willing to accept your commission. Please get up."

"Ah."

Seeing that Rowe did not refuse, Kay and Percival stood up happily.

Before he could finish speaking, Rowe looked thoughtfully at the two knights in front of him.

Considering that The Lion King would later bestow many difficult blessings upon those Knights of the Round Table, it would be difficult for these two to resolve the issue in a one-on-one fight.

So after thinking it over, he stopped hesitating and slowly raised his cane, placing it on their shoulders.

"Holy One, what is this?"

Percival noticed something was wrong.

"Don't move yet. I will bestow my blessing upon you, allowing you to form a 'holy pact' with my staff. This will enhance your power, enabling you to fight more effectively here."

Luo Wei said calmly.

When Kai and Percival heard that this was a blessing for them, they were extremely happy to accept it. Percival, in particular, could hardly contain his excitement, after all, it was a legendary holy covenant.

As Luo Wei's voice faded, the Sage's Staff in his hand slowly emitted two different colored lights, red and brown, as two different blessings descended upon them.

The next moment, the blade in Kai's hand was immediately covered with a layer of blazing flames, and his magic power became even more turbulent. This blessing originated from Michael and was called "Flame".

Percival also felt himself becoming stronger, his strength suddenly increased significantly, and his body seemed to become heavier. This blessing came from Uriel and was called "Heavy Rock".

Being in the Holy City, the Holy Land region, Luo Wei felt that he was getting closer and closer to the Divine Child. Therefore, he could also try to use some of the divine powers that the Lion King could use, such as the power he was about to share. When they died or when needed, he could take it back, including their souls.

Kay and Percival also sensed this. Similarly, Rowe conveyed the truth to them and also told them about the hidden dangers. If they wanted to give up, they only needed to silently repeat it in their hearts. However, both of them ignored this hidden danger.

After all, a knight entrusting his life to the king is hardly a threat.

We have become stronger!

Kai drew his sword, which was wreathed in flames, and felt the heat wave mixed with his battle aura, his face filled with excitement.

He now felt at least twice as strong as before, and his weapon, blessed by the flames, was no less powerful than the Holy Sword. Even if he were to fight Lancelot head-on now, he was confident that he could remain undefeated for a long time.

The devout Percival was even more excited to recognize which angel's power it was.

"It's the power of Archangel Uriel, and on Kai's side it's Michael. We've been recognized!"

Seeing that the authority had been successfully distributed, Michael and Uriel seemed quite pleased with the two knights. Lovi nodded and said, "That's about it. Make good use of these two powers entrusted to you by the angels in the battle to come."

“I understand. Next, we will definitely make good use of this power to kill our king…”

Kai's voice was still somewhat low.

“Wait, listen to me first. Actually, you don’t necessarily have to kill the Lion King. There are other ways to save her.”

"what?!"

"Holy One, you...you...is this true? Is there a way to avoid killing our King!"

At this moment, the two knights immediately perked up and hurriedly asked questions.

"Yes."

Lowe nodded slightly and continued, "Rather than killing the Lion King, I prefer to turn him back into the King Arthur he once was. I believe you all feel the same way, don't you?"

"Of course! If we can turn the Lion King back into the Artoria I know, we can definitely stop all of this."

Having received confirmation from Rowe, Kai could no longer contain himself and hurriedly asked again.

"Holy One, do you have a way to turn the Lion King back into his original form?!"

"I don't have any right now..."

To this, Luo Wei shook his head slightly: "But it will happen in the future, when the right person appears. Why don't you listen to my prophecy?"

Upon hearing this, the two knights sat up straight and listened intently to what Rowe would say next.

Then they heard—

"When the stars shine in a foreign land, cracks appear in the White Alliance."

"The king's majesty is shrouded in dark clouds, and the tower of divine protection crumbles."

As the four simple sentences were uttered, although Kay couldn't understand them, Percival realized that the suitable person Lowe spoke of must be the stranger from the prophecy.

These four lines of poetry are the legendary revelation...

It seems God is on their side this time! How could they possibly not win?!

Then Kai asked Lovi why he didn't explain things clearly to the Knights of the Round Table there. If he had explained that the Lion King could be restored to King Arthur, then there would definitely be more than just the four of them on their side.

In response, Lowe simply asked, "Do you think they'll believe that? Or rather, before this, apart from Percival and Bose, did any of you truly believe me?"

These words left Kai speechless.

Don't overthink it; even if you speak up, the other side will continue to besiege you, and nothing will change in the end.

"So, Saint, am I to go and search for the stranger next?"

Knowing that he could save Artoria, Kai is now full of fighting spirit and is no longer the self-destructive person he used to be.

“That’s right, we are going to find strangers, and there is more than one star in the foreign land. Perhaps you will be very surprised when you meet another one.”

The thought of Artoria meeting Kai and the others in this world made Lovi want to laugh.

"Alright, if that's the case, then I can't wait any longer."

At this moment, Percival spoke up: "Holy One, our King may very well send men to hunt us down."

"What's there to be afraid of? We're no longer acting to punish our king, but to save him. They're the ones who harmed him, and besides..."

Kai drew his blazing longsword and pointed it at the night sky above, illuminating the surrounding hills.

"To save Artoria, I will never lose to anyone now."

"Bose, what should we do with Gaheris and the others? Should we go look for them now?"

Kai shook his head and replied seriously, "There's no need to specifically look for them. Don't forget that Gaheris is Camelot's best scout knight. Lancelot and his men will never be able to catch them. Besides, as long as we launch an expedition to save the king, they will definitely know and come here to join us."

"Kay is right. The most urgent task is to find the stranger (Artoria) and regroup our forces. We will meet again in the future."

The two knights nodded, looking at Rowe with utmost respect.

In such a short time, they were able to win their hearts and minds and guide them onto the right path.

As expected of the legendary saint Moses, he is far superior to that good-for-nothing Merlin.

Kai now only regrets that this saint wasn't born in Britain in his time. If Britain had such a saint to replace Merlin, he could definitely serve as a pillar of the nation, many tragedies could have been avoided, Mordred would never have rebelled in front of him, and perhaps the Battle of Gladiolus Hill would never have happened.

It's just a pity that fate is so cruel...

Merlin could be traded for a saint, but unfortunately, it's not possible.

"Get some rest. We'll continue our journey once it gets light."

Everyone nodded.

After saying goodnight to each other, Kay and Percival found a spot to lie down, and Rowe didn't mind the simple environment and just found a rock to fall asleep.

We were all soldiers on the march, no one was picky, we just needed a place to sleep.

Soon, night fell...

While the bloody battle raged on the other side, a lithe figure suddenly swept past the edge of the camp on this side, its movements like a ghost, approaching abruptly.

The footsteps carried a slight chill, as if intending to extinguish the sacred fire directly.

A veiled woman's figure blended into the night, standing on a large tree, staring intently at Luo Wei, who was sleeping soundly on a rock, her eyes filled with icy coldness.

"Damn heretics..."

Chapter 171 A Curse from Hell

It was a dark and windy night.

Location: Jerusalem.

Indeed, if this land had not suffered such calamity, it should have been Jerusalem, the holy city of Christianity.

However, starting today, Jerusalem in this time and space will completely disappear.

Everything has changed.

The once religious city has been completely transformed into a quagmire and a breeding ground for darkness, where countless evil spirits and demons roam wildly, radiating endless malice and rage.

In the distance, on another site in Jerusalem, a magnificent white city rises anew, a city that could not have been built by human hands, its surface imbued with a blessing that can repel any malicious attack.

Even so, the city's icons, the renowned Knights of the Round Table, did not choose the safest approach of fighting from within the city walls. Instead, they led the Knights of the Righteousness to charge out and launch their own attack against the surging demonic tide outside.

—Lancelot's tragic fate, Tristan's reversal, Gawain's sleepless night, Mordred's loss of control, Gareth's impurity.

The renowned Knights of the Round Table, except for Agravuren who kept calling for them to return and fight safely, were all resigned to their fate, attempting to bury their bodies in this demonic tide and cut off the tragedy that followed.