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

The armored vehicles roared, dust flew, and furious shouts echoed throughout the world.

The demon and the righteous knight clashed, the booming sound like muffled thunder, the scene resembling two waves of different colors crashing together, a truly spectacular sight.

"I'm going into battle now, be careful."

The situation was critical. Gao Wen regretted not sending Luo Wei back earlier, but it was too late to say anything now. All he could do was try to speed up the cleanup of the battle as much as possible.

Upon hearing this, Luo Wei, whose face was filled with sorrow due to the wailing of the vengeful spirits behind him, nodded and said, "Go."

Because of the familiarity with these demons and the cries of the vengeful spirits, he didn't intend to enter the scene himself. Instead, he tried to think of a better solution and a way to completely quell this demonic calamity.

While he was racking his brains, Gawain had already begun to wreak havoc on all sides.

Although it looks spectacular, they are just like a group of Angolan Mainyu, whose level is only barely up to the Servant standard. Gawain alone can easily dominate them.

However, what's truly annoying about these demons is their immortality and infectivity. If Gawain continues to entangle with them, he's very likely to be corrupted, so Rowe also offers some help.

Inherent abilities include [Primordial Runes], [Golden Illusion], [Angelic Blessing], and [Holy Fire].

This caused Gawain, who was surrounded, to unleash his full power and begin reaping the demonic tide as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"This is……"

Gao Wen stared at the figure behind him in astonishment.

In that instant, he roughly understood the difference between Lovi and his own king.

Although both are leaders, this new friend of mine is completely different from my king...

Gao Wen couldn't help but sigh.

On such a battlefield, Loewe would provide him with abilities to assist in combat from the rear, while their king would probably charge ahead and defeat the enemy like a god.

This is the difference between a wise king and a martial king...

It's hard to say which is better or worse, but Gawain had to admit that, compared to King Arthur's lone-wolf fighting style, perhaps Loewy was more suitable as a leader.

"What an unparalleled and amazing ability..."

After the brief and swift end of the battle, Gawain walked up to Rowe and said with heartfelt emotion that, in his view, the battle was already over.

Moreover, for him, the feeling of performing at an extraordinary level just now was extremely pleasant.

"it's over?"

However, Luo Wei's expression did not appear as relaxed as Gao Wen's.

Having experienced the evils of this world, he was undoubtedly well aware of how troublesome this thing was.

Therefore, given a certain level of understanding, Luo Wei had no reason not to be wary.

Besides, as these demons were destroyed, the overwhelming malice did not diminish; instead, the cries in the air grew louder...

The resentment of the spirits of the dead in this land cannot be suppressed by force.

Something, something terrifying, seems to be approaching them!

Approaching rapidly!

"Gawain, do you think there might be a second wave?"

Lowe noticed another dark wave surging towards them in the distance, this time with even greater malice and on a larger scale.

"—?"

Reminded of this, Gao Wen realized that something was wrong.

Suddenly, a deep lion's roar echoed from the black earth ahead, like a howl from hell, burning with flames from purgatory.

Gawain could never have misjudged that thing.

This is……

Whoosh~ Whoosh~ Whoosh~

A surge of dark malice erupted, and from the black earth, figures of darkness emerged.

Moreover, compared to the previous orc monsters, these demons are more dangerous and more special. They are not twisted creatures, but genuine knights. Their bodies are covered with dark armor, and they hold their own weapons. Their spirit origin aura has reached the level of Servants. They can be felt as extremely dangerous at a glance. The best sign to identify them is the crucifix pattern on their armor.

It is obvious that they are the spirits of the fallen crusaders, only to be summoned once again under the influence of the evil of this world.

The nearest knights of the righteous order charged forward, swords in hand, only to be sliced ​​to pieces by several unknown crusader spirits in the next instant.

"...This false and cold sunlight, it turns out to be the Sun Knight Gawain. We meet again."

A jet-black lion strode out from the black earth. Its towering body and the awe-inspiring presence that one could never forget once saw it immediately reminded Gao Wen of that unpleasant memory.

Seeing this, Luo Wei frowned. Without a doubt, this giant lion's head was Lionheart. Although he didn't quite understand why the Lionheart he remembered, who was a huge fan of King Arthur and could rub curry sticks with his hands, had become like this, Hercules could be corrupted into a giant hero, and Lionheart could naturally be the same. And his current state certainly deserved the name of a demon.

Moreover, the hatred and resentment emanating from him were particularly clear and solidified at this moment. Clearly, he had merged himself with the torrent of calamity. As long as the torrent of calamity did not cease, he would not truly die; he had achieved a different kind of immortality, representing the undead of the entire singularity, and embodying their resentment.

"I have spoken of the Sun Knight. When the prophecy comes true, I will return. I will settle accounts with the false empress, and the true King Arthur will take her place."

The Lionheart stepped forward, accompanied by a torrent of calamities, and spoke in a deep voice.

Behind him, his Crusader knights, including renowned figures like William Marshall and Robin Hood, surrounded him from different directions, instantly reversing the tide of battle.

In an instant, even the usually optimistic Gawain's face turned gloomy.

“Crowley, I'll cover you. Go back to Camelot immediately and tell the King what's going on here. Tell her the Crusaders are coming back and be careful.”

Realizing the situation was not right, Gao Wen made the most correct decision without hesitation.

"Hmph, trying to escape! How arrogant, Knight of the Sun!"

Realizing that Gawain wanted to retreat, the Lionheart King had no intention of giving him the chance. After a roar, he drew his black greatsword and charged at him.

However, as he approached Gawain and Lowe, Lionheart seemed to sense something, sniffing the air and even stopping in his tracks.

"This is……?"

For a moment, Lionheart even forgot to launch an attack, and his huge lion eyes flashed with uncontrollable astonishment.

"This...how is this possible? It's the aura of the King...the aura of a god...what's going on...why is he here?...where is he?! My King...where is he?!"

Lionheart immediately went mad, his beastly eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

His gaze shifted from Gawain to the unremarkable figure standing in the group.

His pupils contracted sharply when he saw the gold ring on his finger.

"King! Solomon...?!"

Lionheart muttered to himself, but then seemed to sense something was amiss. As if drawn by something, he immediately abandoned Gawain in front of him, and his massive body began to move closer to the figure without his noticing.

"..."

Seeing that this guy had set his sights on him, Luo Wei frowned slightly, sensing that something was amiss.

This guy is a demon created by Goetia, and also the king who is most devoted to the Christian faith, otherwise he wouldn't have launched the Crusades.

He now possesses both Solomon's ring and the purest essence of Christianity...

That's why he was so agitated.

However, he had no intention of communicating with this group of moving evils of the world.

Luo Wei quickly looked around, searching for the best spot to break through, but suddenly saw a figure behind him that shouldn't be there—

"This is too noisy, Gao Wenqing. Haven't these heretics been eliminated yet?"

“Why don’t you come to me, chosen one? You should not set foot in such a filthy land.”

The pure white Lion King rode his white horse to this dark land, his eyes blankly staring at the dark Lionheart King before him, and he also shielded Lovi behind him.

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I'm presenting a copy of a friend's new book; it's by an established author, and it shouldn't be easily abandoned.

"A Musical Anime, A Simulation of Dual Personality!"

Synopsis: Amamiya Yu awakens a multiple personality simulator, which allows her to simulate transmigrating into the alternate personalities of the band girls and control their lives as she pleases.

"To become a second personality and control the lives of these genius high school students? Not bad."

"Give me your lives!"

Start the emulator and remotely control Miku Miku to lock Toyokawa Shoko in the basement. Control Toyokawa Shoko to punch her useless father's face. Control Chihaya Aine to slap all of Mygo members and fly directly back to England. Amamiya Yu enjoys the whole process and controls the whole situation with a superior gaming attitude.

It wasn't until he activated the new simulation and entered Wakaba Mutsu's body, gazing at the personality remnants strewn across his mental realm and the bewildered guitarist Mutsu and Mortis, that Amamiya Yu fell into deep thought.

Shh, can we make peace?

(The introduction is insufficient; please read the main text.)

Chapter 199 I Make a Pact with You

"It's too noisy, Gao Wenqing. Haven't you finished dealing with things here yet?"

Her pure white figure was as striking as a drop of milk poured into a pool of pitch-black ink.

A clear, cold female voice came from beside me, accompanied by the clattering of horses' hooves, and a pure white figure silently appeared on the chaotic battlefield.

"king……!!"

Gawain was utterly astonished to see the Lion King leave the city on his own initiative.

However, compared to the appearance of the Lion King, the excited Lionheart King's attention was still on Lovi, his beastly eyes staring intently at him, trying to see something from him.

"Your aura... there's no mistake! You are the King! You are the King of Magic! But... how did you end up here?!"

He roared with immense excitement, his mind completely devoid of basic reason.

Or perhaps Lionheart was already dead, and what appeared here was merely a counterfeit demon twisted by Goetia and revived by the evil of this world. He had long lost the decisiveness of a king, and with so much resentment fused within him, he wanted revenge more than anyone else, and redemption more than anyone else.

"Aww! I get it! You want to lead our Crusade to overthrow the false emperor!! To restore the glory of the Holy Spirit, right?! That must be it!!"

So when he sensed that familiar aura and the impression from the Holy Spirit flooding his mind, the Lionheart, who had been filled with murderous intent and looked like he wanted to return to Camelot, vanished instantly, replaced by an incredibly fanatical gaze.

Especially when he saw that gold ring, he became even more certain of his idea.

In the eyes of the Lionheart, Loewy was the magician who gave him the Holy Grail.