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

He himself was without original sin, and his soul was even more so. Everything he possessed was incredibly pure. It could be said that he was the ideal form of humanity in its earliest days, surpassing even Adam and Eve in purity. He was the perfect template. Therefore, when this Saint Basil was illuminated, a spark tower almost appeared, making him completely different from ordinary people.

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Seemingly sensing a gaze, Rowe raised his head, his eyes meeting those of the Lion King on the city wall who was watching everything. Through the helmet, he could even feel the fervor and desire filling the other's calm eyes.

Although there was no verbal exchange, Rowe realized what the guy was thinking—

"I must get him! I have to get him no matter what!!"

The other party ignored everything else and focused on him.

Meanwhile, the Saint Bachelor's Degree Clinic has also concluded, which means—

"Everyone, it is truly a great pity, but this is for the sake of future generations."

"The King awaits your solemnity, so—now, the holy punishment begins."

Gawain's words immediately stirred up the refugees.

"What is Holy Punishment? Wait, wait a minute! What are you doing? Why... are you pointing your weapons at us?!"

At each end of the refugee line, inhumane massacres began without any hesitation.

Those knights whom the refugees believed to be protecting them from harm were actually nothing more than killing machines surrounding and slaughtering all the refugees. The reason they were surrounded was not for protection, but to prevent them from wandering off and revealing what was happening here.

"Knights of the Round Table! How could they have fallen so low?!"

Seeing them slaughter unarmed people, sparing neither women nor children, Percival's eyes burned with boundless rage.

Rowe also realized that, just like Mordred's Knights of the Righteousness, these guys had no human empathy whatsoever. So, whether their opponents were enemies from other factions or unarmed refugees, they would carry out their disgusting orders without any hesitation.

We can't just stand here anymore; it's time to leave.

"Go away!"

He raised his hand and unleashed a swift execution, a white guillotine lashing out. Three righteous knights who had tried to bring him into the city were instantly cut in half at the waist. Then, a silver cane reappeared, and like a baseball bat, it crushed several knights who hadn't reacted. In an instant, seven powerful righteous knights died a violent death. This scene made the leader restless.

"Moses? No... You are not Moses. Since you were able to pass the Holy Trial, it means you are human. Although I don't know what happened to Percival, you are definitely different. Because of the King's will, I will give you one last chance. Stop this pointless rebellion, join Camelot. Both the Holy Trial and the Holy Trial are the King's mercy."

Gawain, one of the Knights of the Round Table, strode quickly toward Rowe.

"You're talking nonsense! That sounds nice, but is the king you serve only capable of indiscriminately slaughtering unarmed civilians?"

This time, it was Percival, the most mild-mannered of them all, who finally snapped and started cursing. He couldn't take it anymore after seeing the terrible scene.

"Open your dog eyes and look at Gawain! The King would not issue such an order! She is merely a god who has usurped the King's body!!"

“Percival, there is no room for explanation for what we have done, nor is there any point in explaining it. To dedicate everything to the Lion King is the meaning of my existence.”

"You're completely blind, Gawain!!"

Seeing that words could not rouse the other party, Percival drew his spear without hesitation, and Gawain did the same, drawing his holy sword. The holy sword and holy spear of the two clashed in an instant, bursting out dazzling sparks.

—Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

"How tragic... Percival, you actually came back to die willingly, and it seems the intelligence was wrong. That guy wasn't Moses, not even a Servant. How could a human possess such combat power?"

"Tristan".

Accompanying the music were three invisible elven blades of energy, aimed at Rowe's arms and legs. Because the Lion King had ordered Rowe not to die, he didn't aim directly for his neck.

"Never mind, I'll inform Agravan later. In any case, arrest him first. My king has ordered the execution of Percival and the rest of the failures, but this human cannot die!"

After delivering the Lion King's oracle, Tristan turned to look at Rowe with a sorrowful expression.

"Surrender. Percival alone cannot stop Gawain, and you are no match for me either. As the Lion King's chosen one, you should stand on our side."

"Although Buddhism has the saying 'If I don't go to hell, who will?' and Christianity has stories and legends about the Son of God bearing sins, there has never been such a thing as associating with demons."

"I see... Then it seems the only option is to cut off your legs first, and then take you back for treatment."

Tristan immediately assumed a fighting stance.

"Well, Tristan, are you the type to make threats before you even speak? After the [Reversal], has your reserved nature finally come out?"

"Hmm? You actually knew about my blessing? It seems you have quite a few secrets. But you can't escape today."

Tristan ignored Rowe's teasing; he was more concerned with the intelligence the other party possessed.

With a gentle flick of his fingers, a series of ear-piercing whistling sounds rang out, and more bowstrings began to shoot out at him without restraint, intending to sever his limbs simultaneously.

In an instant, the entire battlefield descended into violent chaos.

Rowe quickly surveyed his surroundings. The once tranquil plains before Camelot had now become a chaotic killing field. There were two separate disturbances rebelling against the Purgatory Knights' encirclement; one should be him and Percival, but who was behind the other?

Never mind, let's break through first and then cause a ruckus.

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Chapter 194 The Knights Return

The pristine city gates are now stained with blood.

The praise that once rang in my ears turned into wailing.

The holy knight raises his sword.

Fairness and justice have been trampled upon.

A false city will eventually perish.

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"Please don't hurt us...please..."

"Didn't you say you could accept anyone? Why are you doing this?!"

"Liar! Liar!!"

On the chaotic battlefield below the Snowflake Wall, the cries of the refugees echoed endlessly.

"Lu Shide, Lu Shide..."

The mother, who had hoped to enter the holy city with her child, cried out in anguish when she learned that only she could enter and that they were going to kill her child.

"what?!"

Finally, while the Knights of Justice were diverting their forces to suppress the rampaging Lovi and Percival, as well as the second-party enemy forces on the other side, he single-handedly and resolutely crossed the chaotic battlefield, ran to his child, and hugged him tightly in his arms.

"Mommy, Mommy, I'm so scared..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mom is here."

Just as the mother and daughter embraced and wept on the battlefield because of this sudden turn of events, a righteous knight approached.

"You have been chosen, woman. Enter the Holy City immediately."

"No, no, stay away from me! Ahh... Lu Shide! Lu Shide!!"

When the woman loudly refused, the righteous knight in front of her grabbed her shoulder without hesitation, intending to drag her away. When Lu Shide tried to stop him, he was thrown to the ground by the righteous knight, his head hitting the ground hard, and he lost consciousness.

"Wake up, Lu Shide!"

Upon seeing this, the woman screamed in anguish, trying to wake the child lying on the ground.

"Come with me, chosen one."

But the Knight of Justice remained unmoved, and he spoke in a cold tone.

"No, no! You actually beat a child! What a cruel act you've committed...! Are you even a knight?!"

"If you want to take me with you, then take this child with you! We can't leave Lu Shide alone!"

The Knight of Justice: "He still failed the trial. Forget about him. Besides, your body is no longer yours now."

"Once you enter Camelot, there are absolutely no exceptions allowed. You are not allowed to have family ties or selfish desires. As the soul of the ideal land, you cannot have any freedom as a human being."

The Knight of Justice's cold words extinguished all hope for this mother.

"No...no, you can't do this! I'm willing to give everything for the Lion King! I'm willing to give everything! Please, please...take him with you! He's just a child!"

"I will definitely give him careful instructions! After that, I will devoutly offer blessings to the Lion King every day! I will make him renounce his faith and follow the Lion King forever..."

The Knight of Chastity immediately interrupted her: "No, you don't need to. You don't have to abandon your faith, because it is something of equal value to life, something worthy of respect, but..."

“You now belong to the Lion King, and your child has been chosen by your god. I will help you sever this bond!”

Without hesitation, realizing that the woman wouldn't go with him unless he killed the child, the tall, imposing knight of righteousness ruthlessly swung his sword.

Just as previously confirmed, they are nothing more than puppets, machines, the Lion King's henchmen. They will do anything to carry out the Lion King's orders, even if it means killing children.

They cared nothing for glory or personal feelings; everything was solely for the efficient execution of orders.

"no!"

Faced with the falling blade, maternal love triumphed over fear.

Ultimately, she was chosen by Saint Ba, and her character was beyond question. She was the best among humans, so even when faced with a knife that could easily take her life, she resolutely rushed forward, using her body as a final shield for her child.

"What?! How could this be..."

As the sword was about to fall, the Knight of the Righteousness stared wide-eyed, unable to believe that this woman would actually use her body to block the sword.

He hurriedly tried to hold back, but the momentum of his fall wouldn't allow him to easily retract his sword. Soon, the gleaming blade was already above the woman's back, and in less than a second, it would have severed her at the waist. However—

—Clang!

A piercing sound, the clanging of metal, suddenly began to echo in my ears.

The expected bright red did not appear; instead, a white lance darted across the battlefield.

"This, this is...?"