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

Plans are plans, and changes are changes—of course he wouldn't abandon anyone.

Stretching, and hearing the assembly call that signaled the start of the battle, the three of them, each with their own distinct feelings, arrived at the agreed meeting point.

The outer canyon of the mountain village was a place where the mountain people would never linger, protected by the forests and hills and by the various dangers outside the forests. However, at this moment, all sorts of people were standing here.

Their clothing and weapons were all different, and even their races... no, there were differences between different ethnic groups.

The people present had once been opposed by factions or driven by the instinct for survival, locked in a life of hunting and being hunted. But now, these resolute individuals had transcended their past divisions and conflicts, completely severing ties with their former adversaries. They stood side by side, united by a single, unwavering goal—to reclaim the future of this world.

The Warcraft Legion, the Desert Warriors, the Mountain People, Hassan, and the Knights of the Round Table.

In the beginning, if someone had said they could bring these people together, it would have sounded like an impossible feat. However, through the efforts and efforts of one person, and because no one was willing to surrender to destruction, guided by faith and light, this cobbled-together army, which had no coordination or communication whatsoever, miraculously appeared on this land.

At this moment, at the very front of the vast army, a young man whose demeanor seemed out of place with the group rode his fiery sand lion, a beast as beautiful and dazzling as the starry sky. He looked around at the army that he had led and which had been formed, and seemed to say something.

His identity is extremely special; he is a miracle walking among humans, a pillar of strength, a traveler from another world, someone recognized by the first Hassan, someone respected by the Knights of the Round Table, and also—

Cleopatra!

"princess!!"

The untimely words from the Desert Legion and the Knights of the Round Table caused Rowe, who was at the front counting the ranks, to stumble. However, this action did not seem to bother anyone at the moment; instead, everyone laughed with relief, after all, this was the final moment.

Regardless of the circumstances, his achievements cannot be denied. He transformed the chaotic battlefield into a unified whole, bringing together the mountain people who were merely trying to survive and the desert people who were simply living in the present for the same goal: to seize their future. His existence gave everyone courage.

Even all Hassans and the knights genuinely acknowledged this man of miracles.

If he had been born in an era of knights and war, he would surely have been a renowned knight.

If he had been born in a chaotic era, he would surely have been a king who could have achieved immortal feats.

If he walks through dark and chaotic times, then he is a wise man who guides humanity forward.

His very existence is a miracle, a gift from God to humankind.

Some believers who fled Jerusalem, upon learning of the war, took up arms and resolutely followed the Son of God, even though they had not received any training.

No matter how small their strength may be, a single spark can start a prairie fire if they are gathered together. At this moment, they are all an indispensable part of the army.

Meanwhile, the elderly priest closest to the front of the group, who had learned some miracles and was responsible for guiding the refugees into battle, was also watching Rowe's figure with utmost piety.

Although he was far away, he still noticed that Luo Wei's lips moved slightly. He couldn't help but feel awe at this. He thought that at the last moment before the entire army launched its attack, this miracle walking among men would surely say something that was unimaginable to ordinary people.

Is it as the Son of God recounting divine pronouncements from the Lord?

Is it a speech that inspires and moves people as a king?

Or do they see themselves as heroes, merely praising the miracles they have created?

Could it be something like: After this battle, I'll go back and marry the two queens?

Being in different positions, everyone in the army was guessing what Luo Wei was saying at this moment. Because of their different identities and positions, their imagined versions were naturally different. However, no one said it out loud, after all, this was just a small episode before the battle.

However, the reality is—

"Hey, Crowley, should I call you Saint or Brother-in-law now?"

"Just call me by my real name, Kai."

"Hey! That's perfect, since we're all family now."

With Kai holding his neck, Luo Wei smiled slightly. Beside him, apart from the knights such as Bose, Gaheris, and Lancelot who had been sent to the other side of the battlefield, Bedivere and Kai were also watching Luo Wei's situation with smiles.

As a big mouth in Britain, he naturally revealed what happened last night, so that the Knights of the Round Table who were still in the village knew that the matter had been settled and were in a good mood.

Aside from Mordred's extremely complicated feelings—having lost both her expensive adoptive mother and her cheap biological father during her rebellious phase—she was certain that no one would care about her thoughts now.

At this moment, the Knights of the Round Table had only one thought in their minds.

"Survive, and then attend the king's wedding!!"

They raised their weapons and shouted, which made Artoria smile helplessly.

She hadn't seen the Knights of the Round Table so happy in a long time.

Seeing the energetic Knights of the Round Table and the entire group, Rovi, riding on his sand sphinx, couldn't help but feel impressed.

"Okay, everyone needs to survive. I want to see everyone present."

"Of course!"

"We will live up to our mission."

Although he had made preparations, it was still a bit too much for him to personally lead an army of ten thousand men to launch a new crusade against the Holy City.

Even though his own existence was a miracle, seeing so many heroes and warriors under his command still filled him with a surge of heroic spirit.

At this moment, Lovi suddenly understood the conqueror king's ambition. However, unlike Iskandar's conquests in the yellow sand, he was about to lead these warriors, who were full of hope and future, into the sacred and untouchable Camelot Sanctuary to defeat all the stubborn enemies and finally drag the high and mighty gods who denied humanity down from their altar.

Although both are expeditions, their goals are completely different.

One is for oneself, and the other is for the goal in everyone's heart.

Even though Luo Wei didn't think he had any ability to command thousands of troops, and this army was not only built by him but also by the joint efforts of many people, there was no need for him to continue to belittle himself at this moment.

Even if he borrowed everyone's strength, the team in front of him was able to gather here only because he was the center.

'There's nothing to be afraid of anymore...'

Luo Wei clenched his fists and muttered to himself.

Initially, he was just a small magician struggling to survive in the Holy Grail War. Through continuous progress, he has unknowingly accumulated such power and brilliance, and now he has become one of the beings capable of determining the fate of the world.

"It really feels like a dream."

Luo Wei looked at his palm and sighed silently, while looking up at the sky.

"...Lord Lowe, are you nervous?"

Nitocris couldn't help but ask that question.

"Yes... I am nervous, after all, this is my first time leading troops into battle."

Luo Wei did not deny it, but rather frankly expressed his thoughts.

"I'm terrified that my mistake could lead to the death of a partner who trusts me, and the thought of that outcome makes me tremble, but..."

"There's no turning back now, is there?"

Luo Wei smiled slightly. At a time like this, thinking about retreating would be utterly pathetic.

After all, everyone present had been waiting for this day to come.

"Then I'll leave the fighting outside to you."

Lovi looked at Nitocris and Artoria, and said with utmost seriousness, "I will definitely make the Lion King fall from his high pedestal."

Artoria: "Yes, don't worry about it, leave it to us."

Nitocris: "Please make sure you return safely."

"By the way, when the time comes, you have to give that guy whose head has been corroded by the Holy Lance a few extra punches for me. Don't hold back."

"Then, what we need to do is very simple: defeat the Lion King, and make sure these fools who still have hope for the future don't sacrifice themselves in vain."

"--I see."

After confirming everyone's intentions, everyone smiled with relief.

Since it is war, there will inevitably be sacrifices, but there is no need to feel sad about it.

Giving up, like the Lion King did, would have led to certain death. They were always on the right path, and even if they died, they had nothing to regret because they were always on the right path.

That's why this army is here.

Vanguard: The monster legion led by Nitocris and the soldiers of Sand City head to the western front to join forces with Gaheris, Bose, and Sanzang, and concentrate their firepower to destroy all the defenses set up by Agraven and weaken the Holy City's magic supply.

Everything is ready.

-

“Kai, Percival, the Righteous Knights guarding the front are now in your hands.”

"no problem."

"Leave it to me, brother-in-law. Thank you so much for letting us know what we are fighting for, and for showing us a future that brings us peace... Although she is not the Artoria of my world, seeing her find happiness is enough to redeem us."

Kai answered very seriously, and he kept mentioning Artoria in every sentence.

For example, questions like: When are you going to have your wedding ceremony? How many children do you plan to have? What are your plans for the future?

But what I heard most often was that one sentence: "You absolutely must make her happy, or I won't let you off the hook."

"Well, I see."

The two exchanged a knowing smile, then simultaneously clenched their fists, transforming their words into invisible language.

Vanguard: Led by Kay and Percival, they directly confront the Sun Knights led by Sun Knight Gawain and break through the city gates.

We are now ready.

-

As the vanguard, their role was to tear a hole in the supposedly invincible defenses of the Holy City, like a sharp blade, so they were all the elite of the elite.

The details have now been confirmed, and what remains is the largest force – the main offensive force.

"Little Eggplant, Gudako, you two can go into the city with Changjiang and capture the AI ​​Agraven on the other side. With you two there, that guy can perform even better."

Lovi approached Ritsuka and Mashu and called them by the nicknames he had given them.

"Not Little Eggplant, nor Gudako, Crowley-senpai's nickname is so strange?"

Ritsuka couldn't help but complain, she seriously doubted Luo Wei's ability to come up with nicknames.

"Haha, I'm used to calling you that. Anyway, Ritsuka, I'll leave Mash Lancelot to you guys. He always messes things up when he's alone, and I'm not too comfortable with that."

Based on his understanding of Lancelot, Rowe was absolutely uneasy. Although the guy was very skilled in martial arts, his mentality was terrible. He was extremely easy to be verbally abused by Agravain until he broke down and was defeated.

Although Luo Wei felt that even a casual fight against Agravain on the roadside could end in defeat, it was somewhat of a voluntary act, but since it was agreed that no one should be left behind, he naturally prepared a plan.

The final angel, Gabriel's blessing, has chosen Lancelot. Now that he is no longer under the control of the Lion King's side, even if Lancelot is swayed by Agravan, with Mash (Galahad) by his side, Lancelot will not be able to fall.

Moreover, compared to other battlefields, this is the safest, since the opponents are only Agravivan and the Righteous Knights.

The decapitation strike team: Lancelot, Mash, Ritsuka, go directly to capture Agravain.

Standing by.