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

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"What is Wang Hassan's statement? Is he willing to lend a hand in this crisis?"

"Yes, the First Lord said—[Though it is against the will of Heaven, if things cannot be reversed, I will still lend a hand]."

"Okay, with his guarantee, I feel more at ease."

After having the Cursed Arm relay a message to King Hassan, Lovi breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the reply.

Although this configuration may still not be enough, having Wang Hassan's help undoubtedly gives them more confidence.

Unlike the villagers and heroic spirits present, he knew that there was an even more terrifying existence after the Lion King, and that was the true greatest enemy. Although Goetia did not show up directly, he still had to make preparations in advance to feel at ease.

Cursed Arm, however, did not understand what had happened.

However, he had a vague idea that something unimaginable might happen after the Lion King.

However, this was not his question. The first Hassan spared his life because his time had not yet come. All he needed to do now was to fulfill his mission as best he could.

"To be honest, we never imagined things would turn out this way."

At this moment, Hassan put his mask back on and said in a slightly heavy tone.

"Although I can foresee that the upcoming battlefield will inevitably be a bloody meat grinder, and the lives of the villagers will be ruthlessly harvested in the war, war is inherently cruel. It is precisely to reduce the casualties of innocent people that our Hassan Order exists, so..."

"There's no need to care about us, and even less need to carry too much guilt. Use us to your heart's content and bring new hope to this world!" Hassan of Cursed Arm stepped forward and spoke his thoughts with Hundred Faces. This was their final resolve.

"We dwell in darkness, but our blades serve the light; this is the meaning of an assassin's existence."

Kyoko: "I have nothing to say. Just give me a goal, and that will be enough. No matter who the opponent is, my sword will never waver!"

"Master... Although I'm quite useless, please feel free to use this body of mine. Even if you break it, just throw it away... Ugh!"

"...Wait, wait, why does the style change when it comes to you?"

Rowe wiped away the serene Hassan who seemed ready to sacrifice himself.

In short...

The assassination squad: Silent Hassan, Hundred-Faced Hassan, Cursed Arm Hassan, Madman, and hundreds of other members of the Order are ready.

Enter the Holy City and engage in street battles with those knights; they are the true masters.

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The duties of everyone else on the battlefield have now been largely assigned.

Apart from the last two knights, one silver and one blond.

Artoria gave Lovi a hug, and Bedivere smiled as he looked at the scene before him.

Their mission was singular: to protect Lovi and ensure he could confront the Lion King directly, engaging her in a one-on-one duel.

Luo Wei's plan this time is very clear: king against king, general against general, and everyone else is free to act as they see fit, with their own safety being the top priority.

But why them?

That's because Artoria was going to teach another version of herself a lesson, while Bedivere was going to complete her final journey.

The goal I've been pursuing for so long is almost within reach, and this body will soon come to an end, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

It should have felt terrifying, it should have made me want to cry, but—

At this moment, being able to advance alongside his king and his former companions, he felt no fear whatsoever.

Instead, it's more about belief—

He wanted to live; he wanted to become the king's master of ceremonies and witness the king's happiness.

This was his last dream in this life; he had to live to the very end...

In any case, this was Bedivere's final farewell.

Since it's the final curtain call, we can't afford to be half-hearted anymore.

He looked at the blond knight king beside him, then gently gripped the sword in his hand, his eyes no longer showing any confusion.

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Inside the mountain village at this moment.

"Go, or not go? Go? Not go? Go... or not go?"

Bored out of her mind, Mordred sat on the cliff, fiddling with the bare flower stamen in her hand, her eyes filled with anguish.

Although it was she who suggested not wanting to betray the family, which is why she was assigned to guard this village with only elderly people and children, when she was truly left alone, her feelings were still unexpectedly complicated, and she felt a sense of emptiness.

Now only she and that archer are left in the whole village, and she really wants to go to the battlefield and fight alongside her father.

But when Mordred thought about the fact that the person on the other side was another father, she didn't know what to do.

'To betray again like Lancelot? That's too much...'

"Then I'll leave this place to you, Mordred. I need to head to my battlefield..."

Just as Mordred was struggling with what to do, the black-haired older brother carrying a bow and arrow patted her on the shoulder and then prepared to leave the village.

"Archer? You're that Arash guy..."

This scene left Mordred looking puzzled, and then he shouted, "Didn't you stay here to protect the village with me? Now that they've all gone far away, what can you do if you go with them?"

"Ah, that's how it was supposed to be arranged too. I was a little uncomfortable that everyone else went to fight and I was left alone in the village. But that guy also assigned me a new mission. My actual battlefield is on the other side."

Arash replied with a smile.

"Another place?"

Upon hearing this, Mordred looked puzzled, unable to imagine where else besides the Holy City could be a battlefield.

However, when she looked in the direction Arash was pointing to the sky, she saw a huge pyramid floating towards the mountain village, which made her gape.

"Then goodbye, Mordred, I'm leaving this village in your care."

After bidding Mordred a final farewell, Arash leaped up and grabbed the massive rope dropped from above the pyramid, quickly climbing back up.

All that remained was Mordred, brandishing her sword and shouting, "Take me with you!" "I haven't even gotten on the train yet!"

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"Hahahahahahaha—!!"

"It is truly unexpected that there is such a radiant person as you in the mountain village. Great hero from the East, your and your best friend's perseverance, courage and will have brought me a long-lost joy."

"Although I find the tactic of dragging the Lion King into this extremely absurd, I am equally impressed by his will and courage. Since my dearest friend has put in such effort, how can I, the sun, leave in the shadows? Now, let me properly punish the true face of that culprit who impersonated the Magic King and instigated the Burning of Humanity!!"

The familiar laughter echoed through the empty pyramid once again.

"Alright, although I don't know much about the situation, I will help your Sun King."

Arash looked at Ramses II, the Sun King, who burst into laughter whenever he saw him, and was somewhat puzzled.

However, he knew that the enemy he was facing was indeed unexpected.

Rather than fighting on the front lines, what the two of them had to do was to do everything in their power to defeat the mastermind behind the burning of humanity.

Although this arrangement sounded extremely unreasonable, Arash didn't hesitate at all. This was exactly what he wanted to do—to stop the Demon King and all that…

Isn't this exactly what a hero does?

Ramses II had heard that Arash was here, which is why he sent the Great Temple over and specifically brought him along.

In his view, the upcoming battle would be even more dangerous than facing the Lion King, and only true heroes could be put to good use on such a battlefield.

Arash was undoubtedly that kind of hero; no one else could compare.

"Your words are enough, great hero of the East!"

A faint golden light appeared in the desert. Ramses II, through the view of the sky, watched the departing army, turned his head, and let out a soft hum.

He returned to the Great Temple of Radiance, sat on the golden throne, and looked down over the entire city.

He was a king, a pharaoh, the sun, ruling over countless people, but at this moment, there was only one person in his kingdom.

That was himself, his king.

Now, he is the culprit who single-handedly prevents the burning of this city, this last wall, from extinguishing human reason.

No, aren't there still heroes who can fight alongside us?

He looked at Arash.

A king may be proud and aloof, but he is never alone.

No matter when, there will always be someone to walk the same path with you.

The dazzling sun and the heroes who tore the earth apart are all guarding this place now. What reason is there to fail?

"Hmph, Demon King, let me see your true colors... I alone will stop the burning of humanity!!"

The final line of defense: Arash, Osmandis, the objective is to eliminate/hold off Geitia and buy precious time.

Now, everything is ready.

Chapter 211 Starting with an over-ranking move as a sign of respect

"It's already the final moment."

In the room at the very top of the Holy City Tower.

The Lion King slowly opened her eyes as she sat on her spotless white throne. Before her was a boundless void, and behind her stood a golden holy spear pillar that stretched straight to the heavens, dazzling and eye-catching.

But what concerned her even more than these things was the sight of the Tower at the End at this moment.

The original palace scenery was gone. Pure white light gradually condensed in her palm, and the outline of the white tower was faintly visible in the capital, slowly taking shape. The souls she had previously collected were also transferred into the tower, awaiting the final moment.

This is the ultimate goal that the Lion King pursued, and also the final form of her last plan.

Transform the Holy Lance into the Tower of the End, and then use the energy of the entire Singularity to directly reach the end of the world. The price to pay is the complete destruction of the entire Singularity and everything within it.

The Lion King initially did not intend to achieve this, but the appearance of the Magic King made her realize that the situation was urgent.

She now faces threats from two sides: the Child of God's promise to save the present, and the Demon King's return to the origin. Her choice remains to travel to the future.

Past, present, future—a journey to the past, a safeguard of the present, and a vision for the future.

Three different ideas and three different representatives are colliding at this unique point.