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"..."

On the rooftop, Scathach blinked and couldn't help but applaud her Master.

How should I put it? Actually, their fight wasn't particularly exciting at all. There wasn't much technique involved; it was simply a turn-based battle, where I attack and you defend, or I defend and you attack.

but……

Scathach was also very satisfied because she witnessed a miracle with her own eyes, the miracle created by Rowe who defeated the mythical hero in his human form.

Originally, the situation was almost certain to end, and she was ready to save others. However, due to his arrangement, it turned into a situation where Saber broke through the defense and then the two of them fought one-sidedly.

Regardless of how it performed, at least this miracle made her applaud.

As for the fact that using external forces and conspiracies in battle has already violated the original purpose of fighting...

Scathach could only say, "Stop joking."

Under the premise that humans fight Servants, it is completely reasonable even if they borrow some power.

On the contrary, seeking equality and fairness in an unequal battle is truly stupid.

Looking at Rowe, who ignored his severed arm and sat on Saber, declaring his victory, Scathach couldn't help but smile.

As for Luo Wei's current mood, she probably knew it.

It is undoubtedly a blessing and joy.

Luo Wei was also happy that he had created a miracle with his own hands, and he was thankful that he was able to survive.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

And Saber, who had lost all hope in life and whose tears were streaming down her cheeks uncontrollably...

Scathach could also feel her absolute physical and mental exhaustion at this moment.

Trampled by the war, mercilessly kicked from face to stomach, not to mention being stabbed, her heart was pierced by a barrage of stabbing words, and even her once trusted companion, the flower magician Merlin, stood on the opposite side of this battle, denying her wishes and efforts...

Scathach finally realized that this battle was completely planned by Rowe in advance, an execution and torture of Artoria.

What kind of heroic swordsman decides the outcome?

Can this tactic that was planned from the beginning to the end and made people run around in circles be called a swordsman?

If she had seen this tactic at other times, although she could accept and understand it, due to her identity as a warrior queen, she still couldn't help but criticize it in her heart.

As for now...

He was his Master, so naturally he could only say well done.

Scathach jumped down from the roof with her agile body, and then landed next to Rowe, helping him pick up the severed left arm on the ground, and then pressed it on his wound. Then she rarely switched to the spiritual mode, picked up her magic wand that had not been used for a long time, and gently touched his wound. Then transparent ice and runes appeared at the same time, helping him freeze the wound and heal it with the runes.

"Thank you, Scathach."

Feeling that his empty left arm was filled again and he had escaped the fate of becoming a one-armed hero, Luo Wei couldn't help but smile brightly, and then nodded to Scathach in front of him to express his gratitude.

"You're welcome, Master."

Scathach nodded slightly at him, then leaned over to look at the ground. Artoria, who had turned her head away intentionally to avoid being seen crying, joked with a playful expression.

"Why are you so silent? Saber, I never thought that our majestic King Arthur would actually fall into such trouble~"

"..."

Altria pursed her lips and didn't want to reply to this annoying guy.

The same goes for Rowe and Scathach. They seemed to be on the same page as the two masters.

"Then let's end it here,"

Seeing Scathach coming, Rowe was no longer worried that Altria would suddenly attack and counterattack.

Although he told Scathach not to interfere in their fight, that was when they were fighting each other, and the winner had already been decided. If Artoria really did some despicable sneak attack and violated the rules, Scathach would not show any mercy. She would shoot a spear directly through her head at the closest distance.

This time, even if Merlin tried to stop her, she would not show any mercy.

However, although Artoria was angry at the moment, she did not deny it or resort to any despicable means.

Losing is losing. Losing to an ordinary person like Luo Wei is an unchangeable fact for her.

On the battlefield, the moment a sword falls out of hand, it is enough to determine the winner.

For a knight, he would never lose his weapon even at the cost of his life.

Because once she loses her weapon, all that awaits her is being slaughtered.

Seeing Scathach coming over, Rowe grabbed her outstretched hand, stood up from Altria's body, then used his relatively intact arm to pat the dust off his clothes, gave her a thumbs up and showed a sunny smile.

"Win!"

"Well, I saw it. You performed very well, Master. It would be even better if you could improve your martial arts skills instead of magic."

Scathach nodded, then smiled and offered her her suggestion.

"How about it, Master? Are you interested in becoming my disciple? I can help you improve your martial arts skills. Although I haven't accepted disciples for a long time, you can be my first disciple of this era."

"Accept me as a disciple? If I really accept you as my master, should I call you Scathach or Master?"

"...Master? That title sounds good. So, do you agree?"

Scathach's eyes lit up and she asked him with interest.

"Of course...I disagree."

Luo Wei shook his head frankly and said, "I can be a magician, an alchemist, and even a theologian, but not a warrior. And this experience of the knight duel with Saber has only strengthened my resolve. Compared to a warrior or a knight, I am more suited to fighting as a magician, so I respectfully decline your kindness."

"Tsk, forget it then...it's clearly possible to cultivate both magic and martial arts."

Seeing Rowe's firm attitude of refusal, Scathach sighed helplessly and did not force the matter too much.

Instead, he turned to look at Artoria, who had just climbed up from the ground and stood up again, and was curious about what she would do.

Should he break down and cry, or continue to resist and refuse to give in?

She was also looking forward to Altria's choice.

Even though she was not convinced in her heart, Artoria's heart was not so fragile that she could not even accept her own failure.

Even though Artoria stood up again and her physical injuries and strength had recovered a lot thanks to the red dragon heart and dragon factor, it was too late to save her at this time.

Because Rowe had already moved away, and then raised his hand to pull out the magic wand he had stuck in the ground. Even the left arm that was originally cut off by the Sword of Victory Oath was now beginning to heal at an abnormal speed under the combined effect of the Rune and Avalon.

"Even though I don't feel any pain, it still looks horrible. If it weren't for Avalon, I'd probably have lost this arm."

Looking at his arm that was bloody but healing rapidly, Luo Wei shook his head, raised his hand and used Raphael's ability to cast a healing magic on himself, which accelerated his recovery speed.

Not only had she lost her answer, but now her weapon as well. Facing the smiling Scathach and the rapidly healing Rowe, Altria knew there was no point in continuing the fight. She simply stood there, reflecting on everything, Rowe's words echoing in her mind.

This was also the first time since the battle that Artoria had seriously considered the questions raised by Rowe.

What is the ending you want and what is the ending you can accept?

What kind of demise can be called a quiet one? What is a peaceful death?

"Huh... Looks like it worked..."

Seeing Altria show this expression for the first time, Luo Wei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He knew that he had succeeded.

Scathach, who was preparing to start the second round, also raised her eyebrows, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She didn't expect that this beating combined with the mental attack would actually awaken Altria, the stubborn and stubborn person.

"Well, the fight is over, and I've almost let out my anger. So, are you feeling better now? So you can calm down and talk to me, right...Altria?"

Seeing her change, Rowe smiled slightly and turned the golden sword in his hand. At this moment, his other hand, which had just recovered, took the Sword of Victory from Scathach, and then threw the two holy swords back to Artoria at the same time.

"What do you mean? Are you sympathizing with me..."

Seeing the two familiar holy swords thrown back by Rowe, Altria frowned and suddenly raised her voice.

She found it difficult to understand what Luo Wei was trying to do.

"No, it's just returning the property to its original owner."

Luo Wei shook his head. "Both holy swords are yours. The difference is, one belongs to the original you, and the other belongs to the present you."

"One of the things Merlin entrusted me with was to return this golden sword he had reforged to you. I hope you can once again see the figure of the Lily Knight in this sword."

"..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at Altria who was lost in thought in front of him, and then Luo Wei sat down on the ground.

Even with Avalon's support, he was still mentally exhausted after such a high-intensity battle, and now he just wanted to sit down and rest for a while.

"Now that the fight is over and I've vented my anger, according to the rules, as the victor, I should have the right to make some demands of you, right?"

"..."

Altria just stared quietly at the two holy swords in front of her and did not answer Luo Wei's question.

"You're not talking? Since you're not talking, I'll take it as your agreement. Then come sit down and have a good chat with me."

Luo Wei sat on the ground, then looked at her with a smile and said.

……

"Let's sit down and have a good talk. Let's continue to review the topic we were discussing earlier."

In the empty ruins, seeing the golden sword and the sword of victory inserted back in front of her, Artoria couldn't help but hesitate.

Her eyes fell on the sword blade that reflected the golden light, and her current miserable appearance was reflected on the sword.

Her head was bleeding and her body was in a mess. Even though the Dragon Factor had helped her recover most of the injuries on her face, the dried blood, messy hair, and yellow dirt all over her body, as well as the armor that was kicked and deformed, still made her look completely unrecognizable. At this moment, she no longer looked like a Knight King.

Looking at her reflection on the golden sword, Artoria's eyes couldn't help but feel a little dazed. Unconsciously, she seemed to vaguely see her past shadow from the golden sword.

At that time, she was not wearing a royal robe or silver armor, nor did she bear any responsibilities. She was just a pure and innocent little girl like a lily, who was wholeheartedly thinking about helping others and promoting the spirit of chivalry. She was not the current King Arthur Altria Pendragon, but just Lily.

And what about this moment?

She looked at herself in a miserable state, covered in blood and mud, as if it was proof of her constant struggle in the quagmire.

Tired eyes replaced the innocence of the past, and the heart covered by regret and anger also ignited the pure heart. Her body was already riddled with holes, and her heart was buried in the sea of fire along with the former capital.

When did I become like this?

She couldn't help but start thinking, and the answer to this question soon came to her mind.

Perhaps it was from the moment the Sword in the Stone broke that I started to go wrong...

It was only when I grasped the legendary Sword of Victory Contract and won victory after victory that I fell deeper and deeper into trouble...

For a moment, Artoria was a little dazed when facing her past self, and she felt even more panic in her heart. She didn't know what kind of mood she should be in to face herself and the Lily Knight of the past.

She gave up her innocence and purity, and let the responsibilities of a king overshadow everything about her. She had been trying to act and be a good king, but in the end, she only got this result.

For a moment, Altria's mind couldn't help but recall what Finn had said to her at the banquet.

"Knight King, I cannot comment on the kingly way you uphold, but I can sense that, rather than being a ruling king, you are more like a protective knight."

The guardian knight...

Recalling these words, Artoria couldn't help but recall her original intention. Hadn't she worked hard to become a knight in the beginning? If she weren't the son of King Uther, if she hadn't inherited the blood of the red dragon, she would surely continue to work hard for it.

As expected, a talentless guy like me is too incompetent to be a king.

Until now, she has not found the answer in her heart and has not answered Luo Wei what the ending in her heart is.

What is a peaceful death?

What kind of ending would you be willing to accept?

If she were left to search for it on her own, she would probably never find the answer.

Chapter 6: The Final Journey (9 words)

[——Take a spontaneous trip, like a shooting star across the night sky, short but brilliant, leaving behind endless memories and yearnings.]

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"Ahem, whether you want to become a Buddha or leave later, I won't stop you, but for now, just wait a moment."