The android girl will not dream of the fairy knight sister

　"Humans... As expected, no matter how much we understand something, we can still do things beyond our expectations..."

　Mashu listened to the words coming out of the girl's mouth and gripped her hand even tighter.

　"I left everything behind, and then I got what I wanted, the title of Old Man of the Mountain..."

　As Hassan the Curse Arm spoke, his eyes looked across the distance and directly at a child who was playing with Sanzang.

　The three of them followed each other's gaze, then looked at each other at the same time and fell silent.

　"I'm sorry, I was planning on ending this with a lighthearted conversation, but it ended up being such a heavy topic..."

　"It's okay. I'm actually very grateful to Mr. Curse Arm. Since he's willing to share this with us, Mr. Curse Arm must have already considered us his companions, right?"

　Mashu shook her head, a smile returning to her face.

　"That's right..."

　He nodded gently, cursed his wrist and kicked the alien wife v6, and Si Linsang put on his robe again.

　"Then I won't disturb your pleasure—"

　Before she could finish her words, the girl handed a strange-looking fruit to Hassan of the Cursed Arm.

　Desire...

　Hassan with the Cursed Wrist suddenly looked down at his arm in disbelief.

　This inhuman body is actually craving the fruit in front of it?

　"If human food is unacceptable, then Fantasy food should be acceptable, right? As a Servant, with that arm, your body shouldn't reject it. Do you want to try it?"

　After a moment of silence, Hassan the Cursed Arm stretched out his trembling hand, took the fruit from the girl's hand, and then took off his mask.

　The moment the juice burst into his mouth, Hassan's body began to tremble violently.

　"There are some other things here, I'll put them here first..."

　The girl placed a pile of fruits onto the projected tray, then turned and slowly left.

　At times like this, it's better to leave the person alone and be quiet.

　Looking at the girl's departing back, Mashu hesitated for a moment then grabbed Fujimaru Ritsuka's hand and ran over to catch up with the girl.

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　The shiny tip of the gun was raised high, and the broken stones kept floating up and then returned to where they should be.

　The three remaining Knights of the Garden Table lowered their heads and knelt on one knee facing the person in front of them.

　The shadow of a giant tree emerged from behind the Lion King, accompanied by the raised holy spear.

　The sacred light that burns everything gathers at the tip of the gun.

　"King, please bring down divine punishment and eliminate the rebels along with their hiding places. Our great cause cannot tolerate any instability."

　The Knights of Justice were summoned one after another, and the light at the end burst out from the spire in the center of the holy city.

　The golden hair was flying in the strong wind, and the last trace of human figure in the emerald green pupils had completely disappeared at this moment.

　"Holy Punishment..."

　The entire holy city burst into light at this moment, and the magic power released by the flames burning the earth continued to gather at the tip of the gun.

　Above the spiraling gun body, golden light slowly emerged, and then condensed into a solid, like a strip of cloth wrapping the gun body.

　"The time has come to take it into my hands..."

　The golden magic power separated from the gun body and continued to move towards the distant sky, and the spiraling magic power continued to compress.

　"Holy Spear

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　, tell of the end—the light emanating from the end is the anchor of the storm that tears the sky apart and connects it to the earth, the wedge of light that stands at the end of the world."

　A hollow voice came out of the Lion King's mouth.

　"My spear is the phosphorescence of the stars, the radiance at the end, and no one can stop it—"

　As if he was doing something insignificant. From beginning to end, the Lion King's tone was extremely calm.

　"Know the limits of life and return to peace—"

　"Holy Lance, weigh anchor—"

　"Shine in the rhongomyniad."

　The light emitted from the Tower of the End and the light emitted by the Holy Lance intertwined with each other, and finally merged into one, falling straight from the sky towards the village.

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　Fairy Knight: Twenty-Four: Holy Sword, Judgment

　The girl's steps suddenly stopped, then she turned around and looked up at the sky, a glimmer of light flashing in her pupils.

　The magic rebound slowly lit up, and dozens of defensive magics were constructed in an instant, covering the entire village.

　"Ritsuka! Mashu!"

　Romani Akiman's panicked voice, along with the noisy footsteps of the others, reached everyone's ears.

　In the western sky, the light emitted by the Tower of the End had torn through the clouds, revealing its tip.

　"A beam of light... descended from the sky?"

　"No, that's..."

　The girl narrowed her eyes while answering Mashu's doubts, then turned her head to look at Bedivere who was staring at the beam of light, and looked at the silver arm that was already clenched.

　"...There's nothing we can do now. I'm the only one left, right?"

　As Arash spoke, he slowly pulled the longbow in his hand.

　We need a decisive blow here, so it can only be done by him, and it must be done by him.

　At this moment, the girl put her hand on his shoulder, and her red dragon eyes stared at him intently.

　"You're going to die."

　"Hey, little girl, the side effects are probably still there, right? Don't try to be so stubborn at this point. After all, someone has to make sacrifices for victory, right?"

　Sieg was silent for a moment as he listened to Arash's words, then he slowly walked in front of Bedivere and pointed his finger at his silver arm.

　"Can you lend me that sword?"

　Bedivere looked at Lancelot in response to the girl's request.

　The latter nodded slightly and then said nothing more.

　Arash paused his actions as he watched the scene before him.

　"If it were you, ma'am..."

　A dazzling golden light shone from the silver arm, and the light spots continued to gather in Bedivere's hand and finally formed a sword.

　"That sword is!"

　Mordred looked at the golden holy sword in Bedivere's hand in disbelief.

　"If it were you, ma'am, you would surely be able to unleash the sword's greatest power..."

　The strong wind caused by the magical impact blew Bedivere's hair, and a second silver light flashed on the silver arm.

　"Hold the sword tightly, Silver Arm (switc)!"

　The golden light began to fade from the blade of the holy sword, revealing its true appearance that was originally hidden under the layer of magic.

　The Sword of Contracted Victory, King Arthur's sword, the holy sword that Bedivere was unable to return, is also the prop that has supported him for thousands of years.

　Bedivere held the holy sword in both hands and handed it to the girl.

　If, as I saw that day, the two completely different figures could overlap, then this sword would be able to unleash its full power...

　The moment the white hand grasped the hilt, a pleasant sword sound erupted from the blade of the holy sword, as if welcoming and cheering the girl's arrival.

　The Holy Sword, a star-made weapon, is a weapon forged from human imagination and the fairies of the six paradises. It is the planet's highest masterpiece and the pinnacle of weaponry.

　It can only be used by humans and fairies, but to unleash its maximum power...

　The user needs to be like its materials, and the three concepts of human, fairy and fantasy must be satisfied at the same time.

　The girl held the sword upright in front of her, slowly closed her eyes and lowered her head.

　Mordred and Lancelot looked at each other at the familiar appearance and then remained silent at the same time.

　"Restraints released (seal fifth), the Goblin Council's decision begins (decision stat)."

　Golden light rushed out and transformed into human figures standing around the girl.

　"Lancelot."

　A voice that was all too familiar to Mordred came from the void, and his emerald pupils suddenly shrank.

　"This is a battle between the strong, Fairy Knight Lancelot, acknowledge it."

　The surrounding space began to change, and the original mountains instantly turned into a pure white palace.

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　"Gawain."

　"This is a battle to protect the weak, Goblin Knight Gawain, acknowledge that."

　"Tristan."

　"This is a battle for destruction, Fairy Knight Tristan. Admit it."

　"Impossible...this is impossible!"

　Mordred almost roared at the scene before him.

　The man sitting on the throne...

　It absolutely shouldn't and can't be here...

　"Mother..."

　"Galahad."

　Morgan's voice drew everyone's attention to the girl.

　"This is a battle to save humanity, the Goblin Knight Galahad admitted."

　The girl slowly opened her eyes, and a hint of gold faintly appeared in her red dragon pupils.

　"This is mercy. Lift up your head, my knight—this is the dream of destruction you keep witnessing. Morgan, acknowledge it."

　The Lake Knight, his face hidden behind a mask, the tall knight with a solemn expression, the Witch Knight with a sneer on his lips, and - the Queen sitting on the throne.

　Everyone agreed to be liberated, and the constraints imposed on them disappeared completely at this moment.

　"Holy Sword, Judgment—"

　The crimson dragon pupils were completely covered in gold at this moment, and the surging magic power continued to gather on the sword body.

　"What gathers here is the breath of the stars, what shines here is the torrent of life!"

　The girl raised the holy sword in her hand high and aimed it at the holy spear that was getting closer and closer.

　The fierce wind continued to rage, and the silver hair continued to dance with the wind.

　"This brilliance is the hope of the stars and the proof of life that illuminates the earth!"

　The sky and the earth have changed color, as if they have returned to the Age of Gods and to the mythical battlefield.

　"At the end of the world, singing about tomorrow, in a foreign country, at the end of time——"

　Osmandis supported his head with one hand and looked at the picture on the screen, and his intense laughter continued to echo in the hall.

　"Holy Sword, judge everything!"

　A strange dark red color appeared above the golden torrent of magic power.

　"The Light of Judgment (Excalibur Camelot) has arrived!!!"

　The holy sword was swung down towards the sky, and the breath from the stars rushed out, colliding directly with the holy spear in the sky.

　Human imagination is infinite, so the crystallization extracted from human imagination also has such characteristics.