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Gareth died instantly, but even in death, her expression remained one of contentment.

Lionheart was incredulous, but at this point it was too late to turn the tide.

He could only watch helplessly as the grief-stricken Lancelot pierced his heart with the light of the indestructible lake, utterly robbing him of his ability to resist.

"Heh, is that so? So it wasn't just King Arthur, you Knights of the Round Table were corrupted too..."

Lionheart looked at Gawain, who had killed his own sister, and then, as if he had understood something, burst into maniacal laughter.

"Hahahaha, my false crusaders, your false knights of the round table, this truly is a battle of fate! Hahahaha—!!"

"Are you done talking? Die!"

Upon seeing Gareth dead, Mordred, enraged, swung his magic sword and severed Gareth's head.

If Agravan had died, she would have applauded today, but it was Gareth who died, the only family member who considered her a sister!

However, just when they thought it was all over, the severed lion's head opened its mouth again.

The Demon King Lionheart will unleash his final curse with his last bit of magic.

I curse you!

"The Lion King!!"

"Your holy holiness will surely vanish like a bubble! Your desires will ultimately be nothing but an illusion! Your ideal world will be nothing but empty talk! The real King Arthur will replace you, this imposter, in the future! You will be dragged down from the throne in disgrace, your reign forever unstable!!"

Never stable! Never stable! Never stable!!

The Lionheart's final roar was like that of a mad lion, its frenzied cry echoing throughout the entire holy city.

In an instant, the expressions of the Knights of the Round Table around them changed drastically.

Because above their heads—

boom!

Rumble!!

Above the pristine white holy city, thunderous roars echoed continuously, like bolts from a clear sky, relentlessly striking the boundless void, causing the Knights of the Round Table below to subtly change their expressions.

brush!

Sun Knight Gawain's pupils contracted; Agravain looked terrified; Lancelot held his breath; Mordred's brows furrowed.

This Lionheart...

They could certainly tell that this was not empty talk or a dying rant, but a genuine application of the power of a curse.

This guy actually used all the dead believers in the Holy City to cast a curse on their holy capital.

They all feel as if their fate is being targeted by something sinister.

"You bastard!!"

Mordred brandished her magic sword, intending to utterly destroy the lion's head. However, after saying everything, the Lionheart King merely gave her a mocking smile. Then, his entire black body turned into a pool of liquid as deep as night and disappeared into the desert without a trace.

It was still a dark and windy night. In the pitch-black desert, the remaining Knights of the Round Table looked at each other.

This time, their faces no longer showed the joy of victory, only endless depth and gloom.

At this moment, the thunder overhead continued to rumble incessantly.

The once pristine and immaculate holy city now seems to be shrouded in an unknown gloom.

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This chapter contains the plot that was cut from FGO 1.6 by Kinoko Nasu.

I know roughly what happened, so I wrote it down in my own way. It was indeed Lionheart who dominated them, and Gareth sacrificed himself in the end to make it a decisive one-for-one exchange.

Otherwise, the Holy City wouldn't have so many knights. I hope everyone is satisfied.

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Chapter 172 The Madman

The night was dark and the wind was high.

A cool breeze swept across the dark mountains, and as the distant chalk city was shrouded in dark clouds, the bright moon hanging above the mountains was swallowed by darkness.

The piercing sound of leaves rustling in the wind came from the nearby mountains and forests.

Sasasa...

The sacred fire, radiating white light, flickered before their eyes, while the icy wind seemed intent on extinguishing the three's only remaining source of light, plunging the mountainside into complete darkness.

Lovi, lying on the rock, opened his eyes. He had sensed that something dangerous was lurking nearby.

Not only him, but Kay and Percival, who were lying on the other side, also regained consciousness at this moment.

What was that sound just now?

Is that the sound of sandstorms in the desert on a night?

"Impossible. Natural wind and sand could not possibly shake the sacred fire."

"That's right."

Kai, who had also received the blessing of "Flame," nodded slightly, then said thoughtfully, "And I just seemed to have a strange dream. I dreamt that the Knights of the Round Table in the Holy City were fighting a jet-black lion demon, and that demon seemed to have cast some kind of curse at the end..."

"So you dreamed about it too, Kai?"

Percival found the description Kai had given him very familiar; he had just dreamt of that scene as well.

The scene of Gareth dying in front of him was so real that he wanted to rush up and save Gareth more than once.

"As expected... that was probably not an ordinary dream."

The two looked at each other in bewilderment.

If only one person dreams about it, it might just be a hallucination or a dream due to their excessive anxiety. However, if both people dream about it at the same time...

This means it's definitely not just a simple illusion; perhaps it's a precognitive dream, a hint from the two archangels who bestowed their blessings upon them.

That means the battle between the Knights of the Round Table and the Crusaders on the other side has ended, and the victory was secured by Gareth's death.

"..."

Realizing this, the two fell silent and then looked around at the increasingly suspicious mountainous and desert environment.

After all, they were battle-hardened warriors, and sacrifice and separation were naturally part of their lives. Moreover, Gareth was now on the other side, so the two of them quickly put aside what they had seen in their dreams and continued to be vigilant about their surroundings.

Being on the battlefield, one naturally needs to remain vigilant at all times, which is a major reason why they stand up again at the slightest sound.

But when they looked around, they found nothing unusual, only the sandstorm that swept up at night and the reflections of tree branches swaying in the firelight.

Whew, whimper, whimper~

Soon after, a piercing wind began to blow around them.

Because of Jerusalem's geographical location, the surrounding area has a Mediterranean climate year-round. It is close to the desert, but also surrounded by mountains and forests. Therefore, the environment and climate in the two places have a huge difference between day and night. The days are scorching hot, while the nights are extremely cold, often with strong winds and even sandstorms.

Although sandstorms are common in the desert, tonight's gale was too strange. Kay and Percival stared in astonishment at the sweeping storm and the increasingly gloomy air around them, feeling utterly bewildered.

After a long while, Percival, who possessed the blessing of "Heavy Rocks," was the first to notice the situation around the mountains.

“Kai, there’s someone nearby, something’s around,” Percival said.

"what?"

Not only him, but Kai also vaguely sensed something. He wrapped his sword in flames and then suddenly flung it into the night sky, illuminating the surrounding darkness. In that instant, they also saw the shadow in the darkness.

However, after realizing that their location had been illuminated by the light, suddenly, the night's sandstorm intensified, and a cloud of purple smoke swept in with the sandstorm. Kay and Percival sensed that the fog was not right and might be poisonous, so they quickly retreated, not forgetting to call Lowe to leave with them.

They all realized that someone lurking in the shadows was trying to ambush them; all these strange occurrences were clearly the work of the other party.

Although it's uncertain whether they were sent by the Lion King, the enemy is in the shadows while they are in the open, so the most urgent task now is to evacuate.

However, Luo Wei, seemingly sensing something, did not rush to retreat. At this moment, he was stroking his chin thoughtfully as he approached the purple smoke spreading from the shadows.

At that moment, a slender figure suddenly appeared from the drifting purple smoke, and with a "whoosh!" a dark red light flashed in the purple smoke, followed by an arm that suddenly stretched out and rushed towards his chest without warning.

"——Delusional Heart Sound (Zabaniya)!!"

A deep female voice echoed in his ear. The woman's eyes pierced through the smoke as she glared fiercely at Luo Wei before coldly saying, "Heretic, die!!"

"Huh? Heretics?"

Upon hearing this name and seeing that she was simultaneously using a combination of roughly three Hassan abilities: King Hassan's Sandstorm, Smoke-Intoxicated Hassan's Purple Smoke, and Cursed Arm Hassan's signature move, Rowe was certain that the attacker who had been watching him was who it was.

Although I don't quite understand why she would appear in the Sixth Singularity this time, considering that all the Hassans of all generations have indeed appeared among the Mountain People, it's not too surprising that even a fanatical follower like her, who doesn't belong to the Hassans, would appear on this land.

However, this title...

His current alias is Moses, and his divine status comes from the Old Testament of the Bible. Islam also recognizes the Old Testament and refers to him as Moses, one of the great prophets. So even if this guy doesn't acknowledge being the son of God, he should at least acknowledge the identity of a prophet. To open his mouth like a heretic is truly incomprehensible to him.

Little sister, have you not even understood your own family's scriptures? No wonder this girl can't become Hassan. She didn't even investigate her own family's scriptures, nor did she investigate the other party's identity and strength before making a move. If the order is handed over to her, it will probably be wiped out in one fell swoop.