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Not wanting to die just like that, the white dragon swung his sharp claws, trying to smash the spear into pieces.

But the moment he touched it, he realized that he was absolutely unable to do such a thing.

Because what is placed on the gun is no longer just the will of Altria herself, but a higher-level concept.

It does not bring "death", but announces the "end" of the goal.

tear-

The spear pierced through Bai Long's palm, then the skin on his chest, then the muscles under the skin, and finally reached his heart.

"Do not--!!!"

Blood gushed out from the white dragon's body, dyeing the ground red.

The huge shell began to fall apart, turning into tens of thousands of particles that slowly rose toward the sky.

In the silence that announced his demise, Vortigern gradually returned to his original form.

No.

It's not what it used to be.

A hole had been pierced through his chest.

But compared to the physical scars, the complete mental destruction is a more serious blow.

"People of Britain, why don't you choose me?"

"I must kill you...Kill you!!!"

There was a pop.

Vortigern landed on the boulder.

His body was motionless, silently telling the fact that life was gone.

The white dragon is dead.

Rhongomyniad also began to fall downwards.

The moment it touched the ground, a golden light spread out like ripples with the landing point as the center.

【This is a wave that is enough to shake Britain. 】

[The Knights of the Round Table both inside and outside the battlefield felt this. ]

[Even though they didn't witness this great battle at all.]

on the street.

Kai was looking at the parchment in his hand, planning the use of military funds.

Just like many years ago, he was very frugal with his expenses, and people who knew him called him "the Knight of Scrooge" behind his back.

But only Kai himself knew that these were all things "borrowed" by Altria, and he must not waste even a single nail.

The Holy Lance fell to the ground, and the ripples spread across Britain.

He raised his head and looked into the distance.

"Altria, you haven't gotten into trouble again, have you?"

Although he said this, Kai's heart was filled with worry for his sister.

On the city wall.

Agguiwen was looking at the distant horizon.

He felt the breath coming towards him.

He whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"Father...did you succeed?"

Inside the palace.

Bedivere was dealing with many affairs - appointed by King Arthur as the court butler, he worked hard and seriously every day.

He stopped writing on the parchment and looked through the small window at the wheat fields stretching for thousands of miles.

There was no joy in his eyes, only worry.

"King...are you paying the price for Britain with yourself?"

This is a drastic change.

Each Knight of the Round Table felt something different.

【You don’t know these things.】

[Because you and Lancelot, who are at the landing point of the Rhongomyniad, are the two Knights of the Round Table most affected. ]

[You and he fainted.]

[Gift of the Red Dragon + Activated: The blood of the Red Dragon flows in your body, providing you with protection from Altria.]

[You woke up earlier than Lancelot. ]

[You sense that something is not right.]

Killing the humble king Vortigern with the Rhongomyniad should have been a cause for joy.

But Ian discovered that this was not the case.

The magic power flowing in his body was silently telling him that some drastic changes were taking place where the Holy Spear fell.

What caused all this?

Ian's eyes searched the surroundings.

The first thing that caught my eye was the three holy swords in the lake.

At this moment, they are stuck in the ground in bunches here and there.

Ian ruled out this possibility almost instantly - because he didn't feel anything unusual about the Excalibur Galatine.

There shouldn't be any problem with Aroundight and Excalibur, both holy swords of the lake.

So--

He looked ahead.

Artoria was standing in front of the shining Rhongomyniad.

The conceptual weapon that had been sent into this world in response to her wish was now flashing an indescribable light.

It should still be its problem.

Using his trembling hands to support himself on the ground, Ian slowly climbed up.

It must be said that even if it was just the aftermath of the fall of the Spear of the End (Rhongomyniad), it was definitely not an impact that ordinary people could withstand.

If he had not absorbed enough magic power from Altria, he would probably have ended up in a coma like Lancelot.

Of course, it’s not that good.

Every time Ian dragged his body forward a step, he could feel the bones all over his body wailing.

[It's only a short distance between you and Altria, but you feel like you've walked for a very long time.]

[You went through so much hardship to get behind her. ]

You called out her name.

"Artoria."

If it were in the past, the girl would definitely turn around happily, then pounce on him like a nimble rabbit, hug him, and bury her head in his chest.

But at the moment.

Altria did not react to Ian's words.

"..."

Ian found this a little unbelievable - did she not hear what he said?

"Artoria?"

He shouted again.

This time the sound was much louder, but the result was exactly the same.

Ian sensed that something was wrong.

He reached out and tried to touch the girl's shoulder.

But the moment it came into contact, a powerful force prevented it from happening.

This is something unprecedented.

You didn't panic.

【You know there must be a reason for this situation. 】

【You analyze it quickly.】

[Nothing has changed between you and Altria.]

[The only extra thing is the Rhongomyniad.]

[You realize that she is entering into some kind of contract with this holy spear.]

What kind of contract would that be?

Ian had no idea.

After all, neither Altria herself nor Rhongomyniad were existences that he could fully understand.

but--

Looking at Altria's motionless back, Ian felt that it would definitely not be something good for her.

So--

Even if there might be some danger, we have to find out what the contract is.

Ian took a deep breath and reached out his hand to Altria again.

[You are resisting that powerful force with your mortal body. ]

【You can feel that every part of your body is under tremendous pressure. 】

[Blood flows from the corner of your mouth, and the sound of broken bones echoes in your body.]

But you didn’t let go.

【You know you have to figure this out yourself.】

【This is what you should do.】

[As if it was destined, you broke through the power that was blocking you.]

【You witness a sacrifice in progress.】

There is no free lunch in the world.

The appearance of Rhongomyniad is not without cost.

This conceptual weapon that goes beyond conventional cognition is not something that a king can easily hold in his hands.

and so--

After killing Vortigern, you need to pay it enough chips.

Altria chose the part called "human".

She will dedicate all her concepts of "humanity" to the shining Rhongomyniad in order to achieve complete repayment for the price she paid.

This young girl will gradually lose all connection with "human" existence and will no longer think in a "human" way.

After a long time, she will become a wandering ghost in the world.

And what they get in return is the return of the Age of God.

"..."

How can you do this? !