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

Gawain finally understood why Tristan had been defeated so quickly, and he was now in a state of panic.

"Don't worry, Percival, this lady isn't the Lion King, nor is she King Arthur, but the real Artoria..."

Lovi, who appeared behind Artoria, explained to the puzzled Percival.

Upon hearing this, Percival's expression suddenly lit up with joy. Ignoring Gawain, who was completely dumbfounded, he decisively went to Artoria's side and knelt down heavily.

"Knight Percival greets King Arthur!"

"You've worked hard, Percival." Artoria nodded. After so many years, seeing each other again, she couldn't help but feel a little sentimental and nostalgic.

“However, I am no longer King Arthur; I am now simply Artoria.”

"What...what exactly is going on, Saint?"

Because the scene was too complex and the impact too great, Percival crashed and could only look at Rowe.

"Literally speaking, although both chose to wield the Holy Lance, this Artoria exists in human form, while the Lion King represents the divine side."

Lovi explained Artoria's condition, then naturally hid behind her, looking at Gawain, whose mentality had collapsed, with a mocking expression. Tristan had just looked like that.

He was full of energy when fighting himself, but he fell silent when facing Artoria, and didn't even dare to fight back.

The same was true for Gawain, whose hand holding the sword was now trembling.

How am I supposed to fight this?

Faced with Artoria's gaze, he even felt an urge to kneel down.

"Is that so? Then..."

Before Percival could continue speaking, Lowe projected a giant megaphone and began shouting at Gawain, "Ahem, Knights of the Round Table in the Holy City, listen up! The true King Arthur has returned! Now surrender immediately and join us in defeating the false emperor! Liberate... Camelot! Let the Holy City burn!!"

"What...what should we do?"

At this moment, Gawain and Tristan were completely dumbfounded and had no idea what to do.

Honestly, they'd love to kneel down and follow Artoria right now.

But the Lion King was undoubtedly part of King Arthur, and besides, there was no turning back for them!

"I do not know."

Even Tristan, who could no longer see anything, couldn't help but waver, despite his already distorted mind.

"Very good, it seems to be working well."

"You... after all these years, you're still as sharp-tongued as ever."

Seeing Gawain and Tristan fall into doubt, Artoria couldn't help but recall her own battle with Lovi. Back then, he had also used the same words to break his own mentality. How similar the current situation was!

Although Gawain and Tristan were no match for her, the Holy Lance she wielded was not at its full power. Because it refused assimilation, it had many limitations and could not be fully unleashed. It was not as easy to use as a sword. It was only because the two of them did not resist that it seemed so powerful.

"Speaking of which, what exactly is going on? How come Camelot would appear in this singularity? This singularity feels completely different from what Romani described."

After taking care of Gawain and Tristan, Artoria gave Lovi a hug and then kissed him, which made Percival and Gawain's eyelids twitch. Tristan was blind and couldn't see anything. Then she asked about the Singularity.

"This singularity is rather complex; it's practically a fragmented landscape now, with numerous warlords vying for power, and..."

"[You can talk about what you need to do later! I sense an extremely terrifying magical force approaching! Get out of there immediately!]" Dr. Roman hurriedly reminded them, looking at the scarlet numbers displayed on the indicator.

"leave?"

Upon hearing Roman's voice, Luo Wei's expression changed slightly, while Artoria seemed unaware of what he was referring to.

But the next moment—

boom!!!!

The once flat ground suddenly turned into a deep crater, and the approaching knights were all blasted into pieces by this golden light.

Even though Lovi had anticipated this and made preparations beforehand, pinning Artoria down at the last moment and using magic to block most of the damage, taking a direct hit from the Holy Lance at point-blank range was still too risky.

He was relieved that Ritsuka and Mashu hadn't come; otherwise, even with him mitigating most of the power, the attack would have been extremely painful.

"Cough cough... They really show no mercy. It's one thing to punish the Knights of the Righteousness, but even with Gawain and Tristan within range, they still resolutely unleashed the Holy Lance... How cold-blooded."

As Luo Wei was reminiscing, his palm seemed to touch something soft. Because the touch was so pleasant, he subconsciously squeezed it twice.

'So soft.'

"How long do you intend to keep touching me?"

"what?"

Looking down, Luo Wei saw Artoria's emerald eyes staring at him, and his hand had just brushed against her...

"Thank you for the treat... No, that's really rude of me, I'm so sorry!!"

"Idiot, I'm not blaming you. If you really want to... never mind, we'll talk about it later. Instead of overthinking... let's finish what's in front of us first."

"it is good."

After the sand and smog settled, Lovi rose from the dust and used his hands to support himself as he stood up, his body which had been lying on top of Artoria in a terrible position.

He was about to grasp Artori's hand as she lay on the ground to help her up when he saw a very ominous figure.

"Why did the chosen one refuse my invitation?"

The King of Storms, the Lion King, stood before Lovi, his holy lance gleaming with dazzling light.

"I can give up anything, but you... I absolutely cannot leave."

At this moment, her gaze was incredibly firm, with only Luo Wei in her eyes, and she even completely ignored Artoria, who had just stood up.

Chapter 195 The Lion King's Invitation

—Boom!!

A location not far from the outer edge of the Camelot city walls.

A blinding golden beam of light fell without warning, followed by an unparalleled surge of power rising from the ground.

In an instant, the whole world fell silent.

Ritsuka and Mashu, who were leading the refugees away in the distance, were also thrown back by the sudden divine punishment that descended from the sky, and their current situation is still unknown.

Storms and thunder followed.

"Chosen One, why have you refused my invitation?"

Thick smoke billowed and surged across the ravaged battlefield, as if the ancient chaos had returned. The Lion King, the Storm King, who had not appeared for a long time, stepped out from this apocalyptic scene. Each step felt like stepping on the heart, and the earth trembled slightly.

In the blink of an eye, her figure and the white horse stood before Luo Wei. Beneath the pure white lion helmet, a terrifying aura surged, and then began to walk towards him step by step with an oppressive force that seemed to suffocate him.

"..."

There's no need for any external explanations or analysis. Just looking at the magic and aura, the enemy before us is far beyond human imagination. It's an existence unimaginable in the human realm, an enemy that touches upon the realm of gods.

During their first encounter, Love realized that the Lion King wielding the Holy Lance was in a completely different state—a unique being entirely unlike deities who had been demoted to servants or mediums like Aiwass. She was a genuine goddess, specifically the chief goddess of the Wild Hunt and the Storm Goddess in the Norse and Celtic mythology. She was modeled after King Arthur's doom, embodying the 'Wild Hunt' and 'storm' celebrated by various unique beings, including Celtic, Norse, and Odin.

It doesn't necessarily have to be about how amazing the scale of her spirit origin is or how grand her performance is, because she herself is a moving anomaly, and at this moment the entire singularity exists because of her.

Due to the unique nature of her inherent power, all derivative magic based on Norse and Celtic mythology is ineffective against her. Furthermore, she possesses extremely high magical resistance and regenerative abilities; even if she were to withstand several generations of her own grand magic, it would be of negligible harm to her. Unless countered with equally powerful mysticism and strength, it would be completely ineffective.

Don't be fooled by Osmandis's constant talk about how insignificant the Lion King is; he actually knows better than anyone how terrifying the Supreme God is. Otherwise, the other side wouldn't have been so hesitant to send troops.

However, none of this had anything to do with Luo Wei, who was all too familiar with this goddess.

"Have you already forgotten how quickly you almost strangled me when we first clashed? Isn't it a bit too hasty to propose winning me over now? Besides, I have nothing to talk about with an evil god who usurps bodies and slaughters humans."

Lovi was not intimidated by the Lion King's imposing aura. He gently stroked his chin, quickly regained his own pace, and then addressed her.

While it is indeed terrifying for a human to confront a god directly, he has done it more than once or twice, and by now he should be used to it.

and……

"Don't you feel any remorse at all? Even if you exist in the form of a god, you should at least have some self-awareness. Since you claim to be Ordered Good, what you're doing now is far worse than Chaotic Evil. Even the massacres of Lionheart and the crucifixion didn't kill as many people as you have, did they? Don't you really think you've put the cart before the horse?"

Lovi shrugged and then spoke to the Lion King in front of him, while his other hand quietly grasped Artoria's trembling hand, trying to signal her to stay rational.

"Just how depraved have you become? Have you completely abandoned everything from your past?"

A woman's voice demanded an extremely angry response. Clearly, Artoria could not tolerate this version of herself, who had fallen to such a low level and only possessed a fleeting sense of self.

Sure enough, the person who hates themselves the most is often themselves.

She gripped the Holy Lance tightly in her hand. If it weren't for Lovi blocking her way, Artoria would have already rushed forward to fight the Lion King to the death.

Even though she was wearing a helmet and had deliberately changed her tone, how could Artoria not recognize the Lion King's true identity?

This person is herself... a self completely lost in the past. I just never expected that she would fall to such a state, becoming nothing more than a tool.

"...I am not King Arthur, I am the Lion King. You are you, and I am me. The paths you and I chose are different, which has led to this outcome."

"Although I don't know why you exist, you are not important to me. You are just a possibility waiting for destruction along with this world that is about to perish."

Faced with Artoria's questioning, the Lion King chose to deny and reject it. She completely rejected this alternative future that belonged to her. Then she looked at the figure beside Artoria and continued calmly, "Moreover, I did not make any excuses. That was a meaningless act. What I did was right. This is not a war, but a continuation."

The Lion King's emerald green, empty eyes stared intently at Lovi before him. Although Lovi's pupils shone with a storm-like light, no human emotions could be seen in them.

For her—

Our hearts are as clear as a mirror, and all our actions are righteous.

She was unwaveringly convinced that her method was the best and most correct, and that only she could save the world. As for other people or things, they were merely minor episodes before everything was accomplished, including, of course, her other self.

Rather, it is precisely because of themselves that they are less likely to understand and accept each other.

"See? This is probably the answer to the question you just asked me, and it's also the final boss of this singularity."

Upon seeing the Lion King, Lovi sighed and said, "Artoria, this is the end for you who have not been redeemed."

"..."

At this moment, Artoria remained silent, but the anger in her eyes was already evident.

The holy lance he gripped tightly in his hand gleamed with a blinding light, ready to unleash a devastating attack on the Lion King before him at any moment.

'【Miss Artoria! And that gentleman—please respond! How is the situation on your end?! Due to the sudden magical shock, all the instruments in the observation room have malfunctioned!】'

'[Furthermore, according to the equipment, Ritsuka and Mashu are in extremely bad condition, and only about one-third of the refugees remain!!]'

Dr. Roman's extremely anxious voice came through the communication device on Artoria's body, reporting the results of the battle just now caused by the release of the Lion King's Holy Lance.

Yet, upon hearing such a brutal number, the Lion King remained unmoved. The dead, and the so-called Chaldea, were all trivial matters to her. At this moment, the only person on the battlefield worthy of her attention was Lovi.