Or, why don’t you find another savior?

Having said that, we can't just leave Scathach alone.

"The Queen of the Kingdom of Shadows is here too. Chaldea should not be underestimated." Gawain couldn't help but praise.

Lancelot raised his sword: "Have you given up yet? Then I will kill the queen for my king—"

"No!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Knight of the Lake and the Knight of the Sun rushed out together. These mortal enemies in life now challenged the immortal Queen for the sake of their king.

Chapter 2 The Knights of the Round Table, Each with Their Own Thoughts ()

The first to rush into the battle was Mordred.

The reason was simple, and had nothing to do with the blessing bestowed upon her by her father, 'Rampage'.

Sakura recognized her, and she recognized Sakura as well.

Agguiwen was right next to him, and the other Knights of the Round Table were also here. If he revealed that he remembered that he had participated in the Holy Grail War as a servant of the Master of Chaldea, he would be in trouble.

Not only will her own loyalty be questioned, but the situation for Sakura and her companions will also become increasingly dire.

"Saber!" Sakura tentatively released a magical attack.

But they are all almost ineffective against magic, and are more restrained than tickling.

"Sakura-senpai... do you know this Servant?" Mashu raised her shield with all her strength to protect Sakura.

A dozen meters behind them were the director and his companions who were holding their ground on the chariot. This distance was easy for the knights on horseback to break through.

Now it's just blocked.

"Hurry up and find a chance to escape now..." Mordred finally spoke in a low and cautious voice, "It will be troublesome if we are discovered by the other guys!"

"You still remember me?" Sakura thought that Mordred didn't recognize her, but the result was the opposite. She couldn't help but feel happy, "What about the London incident--"

"London? What London?" Mordred struck down with his sword, but Mash blocked his attack. She said as she struck him, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I remember the Holy Grail War very clearly."

"Then you come with us--"

"No, I have decided to be my father's knight and to sacrifice my life for him this time... I cannot betray him again..."

Although his expression could not be seen through the helmet, his voice revealed that Mordred was struggling.

Not knowing what would happen in the fourth singularity, this crusade against Chaldea became the most unexpected situation for Mordred.

The person who looked like her mother, the Master who had fought alongside her, and familiar faces appeared one after another. She felt that her arm that wielded the sword had become sluggish.

"Is this really the only way, Saber..." Sakura clenched her wand, took a deep breath, and aimed it at Mordred who was pushed away by Mash.

"You guys retreat first. I will pretend to be defeated by you." Mordred's voice was full of hesitation. "Next time we meet, I will kill you."

She took a step forward, and red magic power wrapped around her body and sword, surging violently.

"Red Thunder!"

"Saber!"

Mordred used less than 50% of his magic power but it looked fierce. After hitting Mash's shield, he was bounced away by the impact force.

A pure magic attack magic was fired from Sakura's wand and hit Mordred in mid-air. She swung her sword to block while rolling backwards and landed in the middle of the sand dune, putting some distance between herself and them.

As long as he continues to fight with the girl holding that guy's shield for a while, when Sakura and the others retreat, he will be able to expose his weakness and be hit by him.

Anyway, the remaining guys are definitely not that easy to catch.

Mordred was well aware of the difference in fighting power among this group of people.

But at this time, two teams of the Honourable Knights, each consisting of five or six people, took advantage of the opportunity when Shiomi, Scathach and Morgan were entangled by the Knights of the Round Table, and came around from the left and right directions, heading straight for the girls who were holding on to the cart at the back.

"Shit—" Mordred ignored the mobility of these soldiers.

However, the girls on the dune buggy were not the type to sit there and wait for death. With Olga Marie as the main force, Kallen and Ritsuka relied on their respective magic costumes to snipe at these upright knights who came through the raid from a long distance.

Seeing those upright knights being knocked off their horses one after another, Mordred secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to stand up, another horse leaped over the heads of the three people here, seized the opportunity to tie up the left and right wings, and headed straight for the base camp.

But Mordred's heart, which had just been hanging in the air, fell again.

Gray jumped from the car, ran seven or eight meters on the sand, and rushed out, dodging the sharp blade of the halberd stabbed by the Knight of Justice. She kicked the opponent off the horse, snatched the halberd, and fought with the Knight of Justice who got up from the ground.

During the battle, her hood fell off, revealing her silver-gray and gold-colored hair and face.

"Father... King?" Mordred was stunned.

"She is not King Arthur. Her name is Gray." Sakura shook her head. "She is the Black Madonna. She was secretly designed by Morgan Le Fay and has been passed down for thousands of years. She bears the fate of being the vessel for the resurrection of the Knight King and is trying to escape that fate."

"..." Mordred was stunned.

She slowly stood up and rushed forward without saying a word, but the power of the sword this time was even more insignificant than before, and Mash found it unusually easy to deal with.

The knight before him was caught in a complicated dilemma.

This scene was caught by Agrawen on the sand dune. He secretly clicked his tongue in displeasure. He couldn't hear what they said, but he could see that Mordred's fighting spirit had become much negative.

Such laziness must be reported to the king for divine punishment.

"Do you still have time to look around, Lord Agguiwen?"

The magic spear went straight for his throat, but stopped just before him.

Red chains emerged from the sand and entangled Morgan's arms, body, and magic spear.

"Of course, I know your tricks very well, Morgan." Aguiwen looked at her coldly.

After the battle began, he rushed towards Morgan with a single-minded focus.

This time, this time, this potential threat must be eliminated, as long as it will hinder the king's existence, as long as it will become a hindrance to the king's existence, even if it is the mother.

Aguguiwen will cut it down without mercy.

"You are so arrogant, Knight Aguguiwen." Morgan raised his magic spear slightly and knocked Aguguiwen's weapon away.

The chains that bound her disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"Tsk..." Aguguiwen was shocked again.

This is the magic that Morgan taught him, so it naturally has no effect on the original practitioner of this magic.

As if mocking Aggruwen's strength, Morgan held the front of the gun and walked leisurely, easily defusing his attack.

"When did you--" Aguguiwen could hardly ask a complete question.

He had no idea why Morgan was so familiar with hand-to-hand combat.

And...what's that weird feeling about Morgan?

Her temperament, words, actions, and expressions were all the same as the person he was familiar with and hated, but why... he felt like she was someone else.

"I have no obligation to answer you."

Finally, Morgan's magic spear knocked the weapon out of Aguwen's hand, and his finger stopped at his forehead.

"Disappear and don't stand in my husband's way." She said in a light tone.

There was a dazzling light flashing on the fingertips.

The Knights of the Round Table who noticed this scene turned back and saw only Agrawen being catapulted out like a cannonball, drawing a bleak arc in the air, and landing in the desert in the distance, raising a small cloud of dust.

Chapter 1: Holy Lance, Draw Anchor ()

All the existing Knights of the Round Table have accepted the "blessing" from the King, except for one person.

That is Aguiwen.

But even so, he is also one of the Knights of the Round Table and has strong enough strength.

However, such an Agguiwen was easily defeated by Morgan.

Others who witnessed this scene felt incredible to varying degrees.

"It can't be said that it was a completely wrong decision to target me first."

Morgan only glanced at the spot where Agrawien fell, then turned to look at the other Knights of the Round Table except Mordred, and finally his eyes fell on Lancelot and Gawain.

"But because of personal grudges, I lost the most basic judgment of the enemy—"

Before she finished her words, the magic spear in her hand emitted a faint blue light, and the same light also appeared under her feet.

magic.

A huge amount of magic power gathered in an instant, and the next magic trick is about to come.

This is the unanimous judgment of Lancelot and Gawain.

The originally dry yellow sand suddenly turned into a lake emitting a faint blue light. The lake water overflowed over the feet of the two knights, only slightly covering the backs of their feet.

"Cut it apart." She casually raised the magic spear and swung it diagonally, as if cutting something in half.

The lake water beneath their feet suddenly surged up, turning into sharp waves and rushing towards the two knights.

They are not the kind of people who sit back and wait for death.

The two holy swords emitted different radiances and waved towards the wave front.

The "Sword of the Wheel of Victory" is as blazing as the sun, and the "Indestructible Lake Light" is as clear as a long lake.

The magic power of the slashing sword hit her magic and exploded, and the lake water blocked everyone's vision. She waved her cloak to shake off the lake water.

Chains suddenly emerged from the lake, restraining the movements of the two men.

"This is... Lord Aguguiwen's..." Lancelot used all his strength, but felt that these chains were extremely difficult to break free.

"No, it was his mother who taught him." Morgan corrected Lancelot as if he were an outsider.

Even if those chains are broken, new ones will emerge again.

"His mother is you—" Gao Wen was about to say this.

But he stopped talking.

Among the Knights of the Round Table, several were Morgan's children.

Including him.

There is no point in continuing to talk nonsense. Since Morgan is here, he must be here to hinder the king's plan.

During his lifetime, he hated Lancelot so much that he was unable to let go of his personal grudge until the end, and he regretted his immaturity.

That's why he is now joining forces with Lancelot to defeat these enemies in front of him who are in Morgan's group.

How could I be chained in a place like this?

"Holy Sword, Release!"

It was afternoon, and the special physique of Gawain, the "Knight of the Sun", could triple his strength.

It was for this reason that Morgan put more chains on him than Lancelot.

So Gawain released part of the power of the holy sword.

It does not release the true name, but injects the power of the sun into the holy sword, extending the blade, while burning and melting the chains composed of these magic powers.

The moment he melted the chains, he swung out a longer flaming sword.

The flames of the holy sword instantly dispersed the lake water under his feet, and the dry desert reappeared, freeing Lancelot next to him from his restraints.

"Thank you very much, Lord Gawain." Lancelot regained his freedom, gripped the holy sword tightly, and the magic power in his body suddenly burst out, "The Fairy of the Lake, bless me!"

Lancelot, who was raised by the Fairy of the Lake when he was young, often enjoyed this blessing.

Once used, it can substantially double all abilities except luck.

Morgan's easy dispatch of Aguguiwen meant that the battle was far more intense than expected.

Although it was already intense enough.

"Oh, as the name suggests, everyone has received the corresponding protection." Scathach's voice sounded at the side, "But, Morgan has taken away your attention and it's not good to forget about this side."

She tapped the sand with her red spear, and the storm that had originally stopped in the desert blew up again.

But this time it was not a sandstorm, but dark clouds that suddenly appeared in the blue sky, and then continued to grow and spread. In the blink of an eye, they covered the visible sky, completely blocking the sun's rays, and the surroundings became dim.

"This is... a magic trick that changes the weather!" Lancelot was no longer surprised.