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"Mordred, who is the father you are talking about?!"

[The moment Altria asked this question]

[A chill ran through her body.]

[Without any theoretical basis, I realized I had made a fatal mistake purely through intuition]

She shouldn't have asked Mordred. She should have dealt with the rebellious knight before discovering the truth.

[When Altria notices]

[Already, for oneself]

[For her, the words that would bring about the most vicious curse were about to be spoken by the rebellious knight.]

[As if responding to Altria's suspicion]

Mordred sneered and spoke.

"King Arthur, you cannot defeat me. What you seek does not exist on this island! I am so sure because I am the descendant of the Immaculate Knight Moran!"

"Um.....you are....Moran's...!?"

[Altria finds it hard to accept]

She was at her wit's end for a moment.

[There is no need to consider the truth of Mordred's words]

[At this moment, the swordsmanship she displayed]

[And as a red dragon, he smelled a familiar scent on her]

[Plus, the relationship between her and Moran]

[In fact, this problem has been very clear from the beginning, but she has been deliberately avoiding it.]

"Mordred! You said your father was aging and that he would dissipate. What's with that?!"

[Altria's swordsmanship begins to become chaotic]

If it is true what Mordred said, then combined with what she just said about her father falling into old age,

[Although my inner premonition gradually turned ominous]

But she wanted to know the answer.

"That's what it means literally! Don't you realize it yet?

Even saving Britain won't save him! All you're doing is making him suffer more!"

"How could it be...it's just your words...!"

"My words are correct, but you should also realize that even the British Isles don't have mysteries that can rival Albion. Do you think you can find them in the world outside where the Age of Gods has faded?

No, let me ask you another question. Even if he finds it, do you think he can hold on until then?!"

Mordred's questions were like a whip.

Whipping Altria's soul...

Chapter 146: A Bitter Choice [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

She and Guinevere did notice something unusual about Moran, but ultimately placed their hopes on finding the mystery of the outside world.

No one knows if it can actually be found.

We can only seize the only remaining hope, defeat the external enemies as quickly as possible, and go out to look for the mystery.

Otherwise, there is no way to truly face despair.

Artoria is the same as Mordred in this respect, she does not have the courage to prepare to lose everything.

"I became king in the first place because I wanted to protect him! I can't just let you destroy Britain like this... As long as there's still a chance... no matter what... I'm going to find the mystery... and save him!"

Artoria is still confronting Mordred.

There is still hope of seeing her at this moment.

"Heh, rather than pursuing that unrealistic method and letting Moran die in agony... Mother told me that she has a way to use magic to keep Father alive!"

"Morgan...does she have a solution...?!"

"Knight King, it's time to make a choice. Will you choose the human reason and Britain that persecute Moran? Or will you choose Moran?"

Mordred asked the key question.

As long as the rules of human nature still prevail in the world, and Britain still needs to be saved by others.

Then the Last Dragon will not rest.

Because the British are also part of Britain.

“Ahh… I, I…”

Artoria's heart felt like it was being torn into pieces.

This is not a question of choice at all.

Her knees gradually gave out, as if they could not bear the weight of the rain beating on her shoulders and back.

"You will lose the most important things on this path."

The magician's advice once again reached his ears.

Now Mordred tells him that even if he finds the secret, he will not be able to save his loved ones.

The girl always had honor in her heart and fought all the way here with her reputation in mind.

This moment was the moment of her defeat.

"Can't you make a choice? Humph! The King of Knights is nothing more than this! For my father! Even if it means destroying everything in Britain, or becoming an enemy of that human principle, even if it means sacrificing my own life, I will do it. I only pray for one thing, and that is to preserve his glory!"

Mordred is completely focused at this moment.

As she said, she wanted to sacrifice everything to save her father. She had such a resolution.

The will is so firm

To her, her father is everything

Even if she had to abandon her knightly dignity, even if people called her a rebellious knight, she wouldn't care.

[After all, she only has her father]

Her mother, Morgan, only saw her as a creation; it was her father who truly made her understand happiness.

[So, this is why Mordred said that Altria would never be able to defeat her.]

[I don’t know how many times I was knocked away]

[I don’t know how many times I was slammed to the ground.]

[The figure of the rebellious knight gradually becomes blurred]

The girl was thinking of the innocent ideal that had sprouted in her mind when she first drew her sword.

【I want to protect the beautiful daily lives of people】

[And, I want to spend tomorrow with the man I love]

[All she wanted was to fulfill these two wishes, two very simple wishes.]

But only now did she understand how difficult it was.

【However, compared to her】

[The last dragon watching over Britain. It is hard to imagine how he could have endured such pain and survived until now.]

[Like him who is in deep pain]

[Yet they still deceive themselves and construct dreams of happiness. They can hardly protect themselves, but they still pray for the happiness of others.]

"Well--!"

Altria's eyes were dull.

Now she is just like a small boat floating on the sea, being tossed around by strong winds and huge waves.

She just let the sword raised high in Mordred's hand hit her again and again, making her unable to straighten her back or stand up.

The Knight King's heart is collapsing.

[What Mordred said is probably true. Even if he saves Britain, he can't save his beloved.]

[Since the result is destruction anyway, it’s better to choose a method that will not cause him pain but still allow him to survive.]

[I can somewhat understand Mordred]

[In terms of strength, Altria is above Mordred]

However, she was now unable to fight back, and she had no intention of even confronting the enemy. Having fallen into the abyss of despair, she no longer had any fighting spirit left.

This miserable and desolate appearance is a far cry from the heroic image of the Knight King, who was once praised as the incarnation of the dragon. It is truly unbearable to watch.

She harbors love for men

[But, I also want Britain to survive.]

[Altria can make a choice, but if she does, her kingly way will probably be shattered.]

[Purely for one's own selfish desires——]

[She had to abandon everything she had as a king, abandon her past and the sight of her people bathing in light. This was the price she had to pay.]

She longs for a future where her lover survives.

[There is a voice inside that keeps screaming]

[Just choose to abandon everything and stop being trapped in this painful choice.]

"I--"

Artoria raised her head...

Just as her swords were about to clash with Mordred's once again, and she was about to completely abandon her ideals—

He is a gust of wind wrapped in glory.

A scorching flame with a shadow on its back came rushing towards them like nothing, tearing through the dripping rain and the flowing red thunder.

How heroic and majestic it is, how moving and inspiring it is.

Just as dazzling as she remembered.

“—caught up.”

The man seemed relieved.

His arms covered with dragon scales grasped the two blades, and the brilliance of the 4.0 holy sword and the demon sword were absorbed together.

It's like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

Narrating, never let things get worse.

The brilliance of his strong will has not diminished in the slightest, and he will not choose to surrender no matter how dangerous the situation is.

"I was just away for a moment, and you guys started a fight. Since this is about me, discuss it with me in person.

You two, don't decide my future on your own."

"Father...Sir..."

Mordred was stunned for a while.

Obviously, she didn't expect Moran to find this.

But this could not suppress the anger in his heart.

Even with her beloved father standing in her way, what she wanted to do now did not change.

Chapter 147: The Knights Who Have Lost Their Will to Fight [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]

"Father! Are you trying to stop me?!"