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

"I see."

"That's about it, it's time to end this."

On the pristine white throne, the Lion King slowly opened his beautiful, emerald-like eyes, silently gazing at the war raging on the distant front lines.

Even the mighty Sun Knight, the supposedly invincible Gawain, was covered in blood as he led the remaining knights in a fierce battle against the Sphinxes. After sacrificing the last seven knights of the Sun Knights, they successfully annihilated the vanguard of one hundred and thirty Sphinxes. Then, with a heavy expression, he stepped down from the pile of corpses, leaning on his sword, and headed towards the city gate where he was supposed to be stationed.

Logically speaking, the feat of single-handedly holding off the Pharaoh's vanguard with only his remaining men would be considered a miracle under any circumstances. However, for the Lion King, this was simply Gawain's duty and something he had to do. Therefore, she merely checked the situation and did not linger on it for long.

Just now, if Gawain hadn't been able to hold out, she would have unleashed the Holy Lance without hesitation.

As for Camelot's current situation, during the time that Gawain and the others held her back, she had used her abilities and powers to create another thousand Righteous Knights and restore the section of walls and buildings in Camelot that had been shattered by the Magic King, making Camelot as good as new again. For her, that was enough.

However, the creation of the Purification Knights and the reconstruction of the Holy City did consume a lot of her magic power, so much so that she now only has enough magic power to unleash the Holy Lance a few more times.

For a moment, the Lion King also regretted discarding the Holy Grail in the first place, after all, she had not expected that the changes this time would be so significant.

The Magic King and the Son of God are enemies he has to take seriously.

"Thank you for your mercy, Your Majesty."

"Under your great divine power, Camelot has been restored to its original state. I have already assigned the new thousand-plus Chastity Knights to their respective posts, and the city's defenses have been strengthened."

Having received the Lion King's forgiveness, Agravan didn't waste any words and immediately got to work, starting to assess the current situation in Camelot and to direct the battle.

"Furthermore, the Knights of Purification have systematically sealed away the chosen ones and transported them into the Tower of the End to ensure that their lives and souls will not be destroyed by the war. In short, Your Majesty, please rest assured that no one can stop the realization of your ideals!"

"Agravity, have you been anxious about the [Child of God]?"

The Lion King listened calmly to Agravan's report, but suddenly uttered these words.

“Yes, Your Majesty, the matter concerning that Son of God is far too bizarre. The power he has united far exceeds the threat posed by the Pharaoh. It's not that I doubt your strength, but I feel that such a threat absolutely cannot be allowed to exist. Therefore, I feel it necessary to…”

Agravan didn't hide anything; instead, he eagerly began to explain to the Lion King, especially the part about the stars and prophecies.

Thinking back to the night before, when he was ambushed and chained up, his magic was drained all night, he was filled with uncontrollable rage.

That guy's strangeness was truly unpredictable, and he felt that he was far more terrifying than Merlin and Morgan when he met them in Britain. He couldn't underestimate him under any circumstances. He now regarded him as a formidable enemy on par with the Magic King.

"It's alright. He is indeed an enemy on the same level as me, and I cannot underestimate him. However, this level of investigation is meaningless."

The Lion King looked up at the sky. The enormous ring in the sky, created by the spell of burning away human reason, was like an eye of the heavens watching over the world, silently observing everything that was happening. The threat from above the dome remained suppressed in his heart.

Once that ring is completely completed, the planet beneath our feet and the entire history of humankind will vanish in an instant, and all our efforts will be in vain.

In her eyes, there was no future as described by Luo Wei, only a desolate land as blank as a sheet of paper, where humanity would still face extinction.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty, if I hadn't been ambushed and had been able to extract information from Hassan, things might not have turned out this way..."

“You don’t need to blame yourself, Agraviwenqing. You were no match for him, which was exactly what I expected. Moreover, the appearance of the Magic King has also broken the original expectations. Although I don’t know what his purpose is, he must have a plan for coming to this singularity. Perhaps the preparations for the incineration of humanity are about to be completed.”

"What exactly is the burning of humanity...?"

"That is the future chosen by the Magic King, using existing human history as fuel to continuously burn and provide energy, converting it into magic power, in order to obtain enough energy to travel to the beginning of the stars, so that Earth can become a 'new celestial body' and thus create a new world without death."

The Lion King calmly said, "Therefore, before that moment arrives, I will do my best to gather enough souls representing humanity to go to the ends of the earth, so as to continue the concept of 'humanity.' This is the future I have chosen."

Humanity's burning will reset everything to zero, pushing us back to the very beginning, while the Lion King's task is to escape towards the end.

Now, just before the outcome of the paths she and Luo Wei have chosen is about to be revealed, she finally speaks out her true purpose and answer.

They gather souls and flee to the future, all to prove that humanity once existed.

And at the end of time, she will forever guard humanity, the race that once existed, as the guardian of the Tower of the End.

"My king..."

Upon hearing this answer, Agravan below clenched his fists, his heart filled with pain and sorrow.

The king is still the same king...

In Agguwen's eyes, she has never changed.

The King Arthur of the past only protected Britain, but the Lion King of today is striving to save the world in his own way.

Kay, Gaheris, Percival—they never truly understood the king.

Only he himself could understand the king's heart, and it was precisely because he knew this that Agguwen was able to offer his loyalty without wavering.

However, according to the Lion King's plan, what she should have done was to collect the souls, activate the Holy Lance, and escape to the end; that's how things should have been.

However, the appearance of Lovi, the Son of God, has added a new option to this world, making it even more chaotic.

The Lion King also saw new possibilities in him, which might truly be a new hope for this crumbling world.

Even so, God will not give up easily, nor will she entrust the future to others casually. This is her pride and her persistence. Activating the Holy Lance is still the answer she has chosen.

At their next meeting, there will inevitably be a result between the Storm King and the Son of God, and the victor will be qualified to give the corresponding answer.

"Lord Agguwen, has Lord Lancelot still not been found?"

The Lion King suddenly remembered the knights he had sent out earlier.

"Yes, although I don't like to speculate, it's very likely that he's now dead at the hands of the Pharaoh or the Mountain People along with Mordred, or that guy has surrendered to the rebels and chosen to rebel again!"

Agrave's face was filled with anger at the mention of Lancelot possibly betraying him once again.

He increasingly felt that old habits die hard, and that Lancelot should be executed.

"It's alright. It's his choice. If he really betrays us, I will personally punish him."

"As ordered."

Agravín nodded in response, and then, when the report was almost finished, he suddenly remembered an important piece of intelligence that the scouts had recently brought back.

"By the way, Your Majesty, new intelligence has arrived from the scouts. The Chaldean strangers who were traveling with another King Arthur summoned Galahad as their servant, and Bedivere seems to be with them. They have all chosen to pledge allegiance to another king."

Agravan calmly reported the current results, noting that the opposing team now likely possessed a formidable lineup including King Arthur, Gaheris, Kay, Lancelot, Percival, Bose, Galahad, and Bedivere.

Thinking about it this way, even Agukwen couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

After all, King Arthur and most of the Knights of the Round Table were on the other side, and they were about to attack Camelot. From this perspective, it seemed that they were the ones who were more like the rebels.

However, when he thought about King Arthur leading the Knights of the Round Table to attack Camelot, Agravan couldn't help but feel that fate was playing tricks on him.

But things have come to this point, and everyone can only rely on their own methods. Although the enemy's Knights of the Round Table and their followers far outnumber them, the Lion King's existence remains an unshakable foundation.

Before the goddess of storms, even the greatest number of Knights of the Round Table would be futile, and the outcome of this decisive battle remains uncertain.

After listening to Agrave's final report, which consisted of rather unremarkable words—even Agrave hadn't paid much attention to Bedivere, a fellow who was practically no match for the rest of the Round Table—the name caused the Lion King's usually calm face to change for the first time:

"...Bedivell? Who's that?"

Upon hearing the name, the Lion King's expression showed a hint of confusion, yet also a touch of nostalgia.

"—?!"

However, her words sent a chill down Agravivan's spine.

'—What exactly happened?'

……

……

"Hmph, hahahahahahahahahaha—!!!"

Meanwhile, in the vast temple, after receiving news that his advance force had been completely annihilated, Ramses II laughed heartily, showing no trace of the anger he had felt after his defeat.

This scene left Nitocris somewhat bewildered, yet he couldn't help but remark, "The Pharaoh still looks remarkably alert today!"

Anubis: "I think he's gone mad. Even Ra isn't as mad as this guy."

"Queen of the Underworld, are you puzzled by my current behavior?"

Seeing Nitocris's questioning look, Ramses II asked directly, "Do you think I've lost my mind?"

"Yes, after all, more than a hundred Sphinxes already make up a third of the divine beast forces in the Great Temple. If they are all wiped out by the enemy, it's not something to laugh about, is it?"

"You're right. The Queen of the Underworld lost a third of her forces. That's truly devastating news. If it were an ordinary king, he would be trembling with fear right now."

Upon hearing Nitocris's words, Osmandis readily admitted it.

"But who am I? I am the King of Kings, the King of the Sun! The King of Pharaohs!! What is a mere third of the army? On the contrary, this attack has brought me some good news..."

As a king, Osmandis was naturally heartbroken to see his subordinates killed.

But heartache can't change anything at this moment. What he should do now is to live up to the sacrifice of those soldiers, use them to obtain intelligence, and make plans for the next step.

"Nitocris, pass down the order! Let all forces attack directly. I still have one-third of the divine beasts on my side, and the Mountain Village also has one-third of the divine beasts. Add to that the Knights of the Round Table and Hassan, and the Mountain People, and form three armies to attack simultaneously. Now is the time for the decisive battle."

"...Huh? Why the rush? Shouldn't we wait until all the troops have been transferred to the mountain village before launching the final attack?"

Nito was slightly taken aback upon hearing this order, knowing that Ramses II had recently sent Artoria and the Round Table to the Mountain Village to await orders.

Those knights may have just arrived at their destination; isn't it a bit too hasty to launch an attack now?

“There’s no need for that! I’ve already investigated and confirmed that Camelot was indeed attacked by an unknown force not long ago. The city’s defenses are now extremely weak, to the point that even the Sun Knight guarding the city has to come out and fight back personally.”

Osmandis laughed and said, "Although the Lion King will definitely use the power of the gods to repair the city and replenish its troops, even for a god, this will inevitably be a huge drain on resources. In other words, it will be difficult for her to continuously unleash that damned Holy Punishment now. We only have one chance, so let's take advantage of this momentum and attack!"

In terms of military achievements alone, Osmandis could be considered the most outstanding pharaoh of Egypt. His discerning eye was unmatched by pharaohs like Nitocris, who were more concerned with their reputation.

Upon learning that the Lion King's side had suffered losses, he did not hesitate to place a bet and launch an attack.

“...Nitocris.”

The Pharaoh pondered for a moment, then called out Nitocris's name.

"What's wrong, Pharaoh..."

"You should set off too. Rather than staying with me, someone who can't leave the Great Temple, wouldn't you rather be by Yu Zhiyou's side for this final battle?"

Nitocris remained silent.

She definitely wanted to be with Lo Wei.

However, Osmandis's current situation is not good. She was beheaded by King Hassan and can only rely on the temple's immortality to prolong her life. Therefore, she has not left because she is worried about his safety.

"Are you worried about me? That's such a useless concern! What danger could I possibly encounter even if I were alone? Instead of staying here with me, you should hurry up and leave!"

"Hahaha--!!"

Seeing Nitocris's worry, Osmandis burst into laughter and then said...

"Don't forget that the red dragon from Britain is a formidable foe to you. Moreover, your dear friend is not from our world; this chance encounter is already fate. Who knows when you'll see him again? Do you want to leave yourself with regrets?! Queen of the Underworld!!"

"I……"