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"Please... stand behind me!"

Mashu's voice was now strong and powerful. She was no longer as timid as before.

Ian couldn't help feeling relieved.

but--

This is not the time to worry about such things.

Step by step.

Mashu held up a round shield and approached Altria step by step.

She could clearly feel the shield trembling due to the huge amount of magic power it was bearing.

but--

Don't be afraid!

In this way, the two of them approached a position quite close to Altria.

It's like a reward for the brave.

Excalibur Morgan was temporarily stopped due to over-release.

"senior!"

"Ok, I know."

Ian was no longer hiding behind Mashu's shield.

He walked towards Altria step by step - even though the other party was full of murderous intent.

The man faced the sword and came in front of her.

He reached out and touched her head.

Then came the man's hoarse but sincere words.

"Artoria."

"I miss you so much."

pat.

It seemed like something had broken free from its shackles.

There was a clang.

The Sword of Promised Victory fell to the ground.

Two lines of clear tears flowed from Altria's eyes.

"Mr. Ian."

"I...missed you too."

183. Human Guardian Altria/The End of the Holy Grail War/Girlfriend Mashu (4k)

"This……"

Seeing that Altria, who had just wanted to kill Ian, was crying at this moment, Olga Marie was confused.

"What's going on here?"

The young director was about to stand up when he heard Mashu, who had become a Shielder, shouting at him.

"Director!"

"Please don't come over here, it's very dangerous now!"

After successfully unfolding the treasure in her hand, Mashu's sensitivity to magic also increased a lot.

This is the physical advancement that comes from crossing from a "sub-servant" to a "servant".

Mashu could feel that Altria in front of her was using her will to resist the shackles imposed on her.

This is something that only a heroic spirit of her level can do!

but--

Mashu held the round shield in her hand with a complicated expression.

I always feel...

His relationship with Altria isn't that simple.

the other side.

Although Altria had clearly broken free from her physical restraints, Ian found that the situation seemed to be getting worse.

She is still struggling.

Her pain is still not relieved.

"Artoria!"

Ian hugged her.

"What's wrong with you?! Tell me...what's wrong with you?!"

"nothing."

Altria's voice had become somewhat weak.

But she still forced a smile and tried to look at the man in front of her in her best light.

"It's just... fighting against the Command Spells."

Sabers (swordsmen) usually have extremely high resistance to magic.

As the best among them, Altria's performance in this regard is naturally more powerful.

Not only can she resist magic that harms herself, she can also resist the Master's Command Spells to a certain extent.

but--

This resistance comes at a price.

The more powerful the magic that needs to be fought, the more magic power Altria will consume.

But this is not right!

The Holy Grail should have enough magic power to allow Altria to maintain her condition, so how could it turn out like this?

As if seeing through Ian's thoughts, the weak Altria's lips trembled slightly, and then she began to explain:

"I...did not use the magic of the Holy Grail."

"Why?!" Ian's eyes widened. "Why don't you use it?!"

"because……"

Altria looked at the beam of light behind her.

“I feel like there’s something wrong with it.”

"Absolutely...absolutely no one can be allowed to come into contact with it."

"Otherwise... the future will be ruined."

Ian reacted in an instant.

It is absolutely impossible for a person to do something without a reason, and the same goes for heroic spirits.

As the first "Servant" to come into contact with the Holy Grail, Artoria discovered the abnormality of the Holy Grail.

She realized that this was definitely not a being that could make a wish.

and so--

She couldn't let anyone in this Holy Grail War touch it.

To this end, Artoria unleashed all her strength and won the Holy Grail War in half a day.

The purpose is to prevent the Holy Grail from coming into contact with any wishes before the possibility of calming all this down arises.

This is not her tyranny.

But it is her determination to protect the future.

This is not a dead end.

Rather, it is the doomsday she created in order to continue human order.

The swordsman who guards the Holy Grail is also the messenger waiting for hope to arrive.

This obsession of carrying everything made her become completely different from her original self - until the appearance of her beloved, all this was resolved.

"Altria, you..."

Ian held the young knight tightly in his arms.

"Why do you always think about others?"

"Think more about yourself!"

"Because... Mr. Ian said I am the king."

The black color of the armor on Altria's body gradually faded away - that was a sign of a significant consumption of magic power.

She had already been fighting for a long time, and had consumed a large amount of magic power in resisting the death order to "win the Holy Grail War", and she was already overwhelmed.

"A king cannot be selfish."

“So there’s no way I can ignore this.”

"but--"

The girl looked up at the man in front of her, tiny tears sparkling in her golden eyes.

"Mr. Ian...can I make an exception and ask you a slightly selfish question?"

"Sure, of course!" Ian replied.

"You can ask me anything you want!"

"That--"

The girl reached out her hand and stroked the man's face.

She has done this action countless times, but she still feels her heart pounding every time.

"Mr. Ian... have you ever loved me?"

"..."