Or, why don’t you find another savior?

The fate and wishes of Blackmoor Village have been passed down for thousands of years. Grey was once extremely scared and fled from there at all costs.

But now seeing the person who carried all of this, Gray suddenly understood why everyone in the village was so crazy.

That is the perfect king, you will understand it at a glance.

"Gray-senpai..." Ritsuka pulled Gray's cloak and reminded her in a low voice.

Taking advantage of the brief pause when everyone's attention was diverted, they quietly moved along the wall.

"My king, please forgive us for fighting so hard." Tristan lowered his head in surprise.

Agguiwen stepped forward and saluted behind the Lion King. "King, we are currently defending the Round Table Fortress and destroying the rebels who intend to break into the prison. There is no need to trouble my king to handle such trivial matters personally."

"I already know about your battle, but the captive (master) has severed the contract and is no longer under my control." The Lion King stood in the drizzling rain and said lightly, "That's why I stand here."

"Yes!" After agreeing, Aguiwen raised his head and stared at Xijian coldly.

He didn't want to say anything to this man.

The man who had taken the king on a tour outside the Holy City and finally arrived here was undoubtedly this man.

But fortunately, the Lion King was not bewitched by this man, but accidentally let him escape from the king's restrictions and regain his freedom.

This is perfect. We can wipe out all the Chaldeans here and eliminate the last uncertainty that will hinder the plan.

Aguiwen raised his hand, and the upright knights, who had all been driven crazy, raised their weapons, waiting for the Lion King's signal to launch an attack.

Modred, who was blocked by Shiomi, took two steps to the side, raised her sword and stared at the Lion King, but the other party didn't even look at her, as if he didn't care at all about her betrayal or anything else.

A feeling of reluctance made Mordred feel deeply distressed.

"As you can see, no matter what you do, the Lion King will not show any reaction." Shiomi whispered to Mordred, "For her now, the only thing that matters is the plan, and whether there is someone who can complete the plan as a sibling."

"Stop making so much noise. You don't need to teach me. I'm only doing this for Sakura's sake..." Mordred subconsciously retorted, "No, I'm doing this for myself. It has nothing to do with you!"

"But it's not in our favor to continue fighting here—" Shiomi raised his hand.

As a response to his words, more Knights of Honour ran out of the fortress and surrounded the square of the fortress from top to bottom. In less than a minute, they would be squeezed to death by these Knights of Honour.

Those Knights of Justice are similar to the Celtic warriors in the North American singularity, something close to Servants.

Different from the Celtic warrior, the power comes from Maeve and the Holy Grail.

These Knights of the Righteous are purer, perfect soldiers created by the Lion King using the power of the Tower of the End.

Coupled with the gap between The Lion King and Maeve, these upright knights are far more difficult to deal with than the army of Celtic warriors.

While dealing with the Knights of Purity, you must also be wary of the Knights of the Round Table and the Lion King.

The narrow space is bound to become the burial place of Chaldea and his party in the endless battle.

There is only one way to completely solve this problem.

If it was Morgan, she would be almost ready.

After thinking it through, Shiomi raised his left hand to summon the magic wand, but then he remembered that the magic wand had already been untied, so he simply pointed his gun at the side of the fortress where the troops were weak.

The Noble Phantasm (NP) magic was completed in the blink of an eye, and the Lion King raised his chin imperceptibly. Assistant Officer Aguiwen did not miss any detail.

"Attack them slowly from both sides and wear them down with a war of attrition."

Knowing that he could not hinder the magic, Aguiwen gave the order.

Shiomi's magic was activated, and the pure magical power pierced through the mountain wall on one side of the fortress. The heavy rocks collapsed outwards, and the Knights of Justice who were blocking the route were also destroyed.

A steep road leading out of the fortress was thus opened.

Ritsuka, who was closest to the hole, decisively ran out carrying Serenity Hassan on his back. Gray could only take another look at the Lion King from a distance. Realizing that it was not the right time yet, she and Mash escorted Ritsuka out first.

"Block the gap and don't let anyone escape."

Although the Knights of Discipline quickly surrounded them, they were still unable to stop the prison breakers.

Numbers are both their advantage and their disadvantage.

Too many Knights of the Righteous could indeed crush these people little by little from within, but it would also prevent Knights of the Round Table like Tristan and Aggiven from performing their duties.

The Lion King couldn't fight at this time.

She only needs to wave the holy spear casually, and both enemies and friends will suffer.

Mordred gasped, rushed out to wipe out those upright knights, and quickly fought his way out again.

Because of the life-and-death battle with Tristan and the release of the Noble Phantasm, Bedivere was severely exhausted. He struggled to turn back to see the Lion King, but his body fell uncontrollably and he couldn't even utter a word.

"Cursed-arm Hassan, lead him to retreat. I will cover your retreat here."

"As ordered."

Hassan the Cursed Arm understood that the situation was serious and now that the goal had been achieved, retreat was the top priority.

He carried Bedivere, escorted Sakura and Kallen, followed the bloody path cut by Mordred, and broke through the gap in the fortress.

In order to stop them, Aguiwen continuously used berserk magic, ignoring the burden on his body and turning batches of upright knights into berserk. Shiomi rushed left and right in the square, and turned into a meteor with the golden spear, charging into the crowd.

"Sure enough, that man is very good at charging. If he lived in a war-torn era, he would probably be an unrivaled warrior." Tristan plucked the strings of the harp with emotion and fired an invisible arrow at Shiomi's blind spot. "Now I have to kill him by any means necessary. I am very sad."

But even so, Tristan's arrow couldn't hit Shiomi from what should have been a blind spot.

"There are eyes behind my back! Don't underestimate me!"

Shiomi turned the gun and slammed it heavily on the ground. The violent shock wave caused some of the nearby Knights of Justice to fly up and roll over and hit their companions.

Soon, under the cover of Shiomi, Mordred led the rest of the men to fight their way through and broke through the gap in the destroyed city wall.

Outside is a steep cliff slope.

But it is not a problem for everyone here. Even Ritsuka, who has no special abilities, can evacuate with the help of Mashu and Gray.

Dense arrows flew towards him along with the sound of bowstrings and strings. Shiomi waved his spear, completely resolving the worries behind his companions.

"?!"

When Shiomi put away his gun and prepared to stab again, he found that he seemed to have touched some mechanism. The silk threads spread throughout the fortress suddenly and precisely wrapped around his body, hindering his movements.

"There's nothing you can do if the others escape, but you have to stay," Tristan said.

The upright knights surged forward like a tide.

"Is there a possibility that I am staying here on purpose to cover their retreat?" Xi Jian looked at the golden chain released by the Lion King calmly, "After all, only when everyone else retreats can she use magic with peace of mind."

"She?" Aguguiwen was puzzled.

As Xijian expected, a ray of starlight rose into the sky. It was not enough to illuminate the sky, but it was an extremely clear signal.

"Among the magic tricks Morgan is good at, there is one called 'Tower'. Do you know what that is?"

The dark clouds in the night sky were suddenly torn apart, just like a similar scene in the desert a few days ago.

A golden beam of light emerged from the clouds.

"Say goodbye to your Round Table Fortress, under the 'Holy Lance' that you are most familiar with."

After saying this, Xijian broke Tristan's thread, swung his spear to knock down the upright knights around him, and retreated to the edge of the gap.

"Goodbye, Lion King, and all the Knights of the Round Table. The next time we meet, it will probably be a decisive battle. - If you can survive the 『Holy Lance』."

He wiped the rain and blood off his face, turned his back and jumped off the cliff outside the fortress.

Chapter 45: In the Light of the Holy Lance

The night sky, which was covered with dark clouds and drizzling rain, suddenly became as bright as day. Lancelot, who was leading the solemn knights to defend the main gate, was suddenly startled.

He thought the Lion King had used the Holy Spear to destroy the territory of the Mountain People.

If this is the case, it is really inappropriate. Although the fortress is under siege, he believes that with the combat power of the Lion King's men, it is only a matter of time before the fortress of the mountain village is flattened.

But this suspicion only lasted for a moment.

Because when the figure of the Holy Spear that was about to fall from the sky gradually became clearer and larger, Lancelot realized that it was not the Holy Spear of the Lion King at all.

Otherwise, they would never aim at this Round Table Fortress built in the mountains, ignoring the fact that there are three Round Table Knights stationed here.

"...And... a second holy spear?"

The attack and defense stopped at the same time. Lancelot, covered in scars and dirt, couldn't help but mutter to himself.

Scathach then pulled back and glanced at the sky:

"Oh? With the Holy Lance, it seems the battle over there has been successfully completed. Then I wish you can survive, Knight of the Round Table."

After saying this, Scathach disappeared into the night. Only then did Lancelot realize that the mountain soldiers she led had already retreated.

Scathach stayed here just to continue to hold the enemy back for a while.

Scathach ran along the winding and rugged mountain road, moving away from the Round Table Fortress as if she were walking on flat ground.

It will take no more than one minute for the Holy Lance to fall, and the area several kilometers around the Round Table Fortress will be affected, and the shock wave will even affect the Mountain Village.

But with the fortress and barrier built by Morgan to resist, only a harmless vibration would be produced.

Scathach, who had come out of the safe range, stopped on a rugged path.

It was the first time she saw her companions launch an attack of this scale, and she couldn't help but stop and admire it.

"This is truly a magic that scares everyone, Morgan." Scathach lifted her long hair that was wet by the rain and sighed leisurely.

"Master?"

A familiar yet somewhat strange voice sounded from behind.

She couldn't help being a little surprised and quickly turned around to look. Xi Jian Tianxi was standing on the rugged mountain road in a white robe, with bloodstains everywhere on his clothes.

But it was certain that it was not his blood, he was just splashed with blood.

After shouting "Master", Shiomi fell from the steep rock and landed next to Scathach.

"It looks like Master has successfully retreated. It seems Morgan's 'Tower' has left them no time to spare, umm——?!"

Before Shiomi could finish his greetings, his lips were suddenly taken away by Scathach.

Yes, it is close to the feeling of being "taken away".

Usually, it was Xi Jian who took the initiative to kiss the master. He knew very well that the master was his woman, but he knew even more clearly that she was still his master.

The master has his own dignity and cannot make things difficult for her.

Normally he was the one who initiated the soft and delicate kisses, but this time it was the Master's turn to go "Ahhh" and forcefully devour his lips and tongue.

She held his cheeks, and the silk texture covering her hands slid along her cheeks to the sides of her neck, and then to the back of her neck, gently but firmly hugging Shiomi.

When kissing the one you love, your eyes will close unconsciously, and Shiomi does the same instinctively, but the increasingly bright light in the sky makes him care.

After all, they had just escaped from the battlefield, and this area was a Shura field on another level, filled with the smell of iron and blood.

But the way the master kissed him was affectionate and serious, yet also a little bit childish, which made him feel an unstoppable love and pity in his heart.

Following Scathach's actions, Shiomi also hugged her and responded to her active kiss this time.

Through his closed eyes, only the golden light that illuminated the area as bright as day squeezed in through the gap. He naturally hugged his master's flexible waist and turned around, blocking the side where the impact was coming.

But the next moment, another ray of light that was no less brilliant than the current one was slowly rising from the Round Table Fortress, forcing Scathach to stop the kiss, step back slightly, and turn her head to look over his shoulder.

Shiomi also turned back slightly at this time.

The other ray of light was undoubtedly the Lion King's holy spear.

Either you will be buried here along with the Round Table Fortress and turned into ashes, or you will fight against this holy spear.

"No matter what, the Round Table Fortress is doomed. Once the nail stuck here is pulled out, the Lion King and his party will have no choice but to retreat to Camelot." Shiomi said lightly and turned to look at his master.

Now he was basically sure that Morgan's plan from the beginning was divided into three parts. Scathach led the troops to feint and attack the main gate, while the others took advantage of this time to break into the prison and take away the imprisoned companions. After everyone evacuated, they would launch the Holy Lance to destroy the fortress.

"Even so, Camelot's advantage has not changed..." Scathach buried her face in his shoulder.

"Yes, if we can't stop the Lion King, once the Holy Lance is activated, the singularity will become the end of the world."

"But there is still plenty of time. After we are fully prepared, we can send troops to attack the Holy City."

Whether it was Morgan's magic or the Lion King's Noble Phantasm, it all came down to the shadow of the Holy Lance. The Tower of the End itself stood in Camelot, and to attack there, it was necessary to disable the function of the "Tower of the End".

"Anyway, it's great that you can return to the front line at this time." Scathach hugged her beloved disciple tightly, not hiding her attachment.

"But I actually ran into Master who stopped to watch the fun while retreating..." Shiomi's tone was slightly teasing, "What if an enemy appeared behind us?"

"No one can get behind me except you."