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Moreover, it is quite old.

It is perfect to summon it as a holy relic.

Without giving it much thought, Kenneth pondered for a moment and said, "...It is indeed our country's treasure. Then, I should use the holy relics of Great Britain to serve my king."

Then, Kenneth began to chant.

The Command Seal on the back of his hand glowed bright red.

When he finished the chant.

In an instant, Kenneth sensed a hint of murderous intent, and death was approaching him in form.

He immediately put the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid into a defensive state.

When the swooping black shadow collided with the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid, Kenneth was knocked off the stage.

"Ok?"

The shadows dancing in the darkness were amazing.

She didn't expect that a magician could block her thrust.

In fact, almost all magicians in Britain have mastered the magic of the Age of Gods, not to mention the monarch.

Even against heroic spirits, he has the strength to fight.

But, it's just enough for one fight.

Kenneth was not a good fighter, but facing the heroic spirit, it was a good thing that he was able to survive.

In this situation, Kenneth judged that there was only one possibility to win, and that was to complete the summoning of the heroic spirit.

As long as you successfully summon the heroic spirit.

With his qualifications, dealing with assassins is not a problem.

"—Appear from the Wheel of Restraint, of the Scales...!"

At the same time, Kenneth activated the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid defense.

He raised his hand and faced the Heroic Spirit Summoning Form.

As a genius in the Spirit Summoning Department, he can complete the summoning even if he is separated from the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony by a distance.

Chapter 550: Bowing to the King's Glory [Please subscribe! Please give me flowers!]

Kenneth's theory is very good and there is nothing to criticize about it.

However, the reality is very bleak.

Kenneth's weakness is his weak combat awareness.

He serves more as a scholar and leader in the Clock Tower, and fighting is not something Kenneth is good at.

Kenneth hadn't experienced much of the life-and-death struggles.

As a genius, his life has been too smooth and he rarely has the opportunity to face such a situation.

Plus, he had never fought a heroic spirit.

There is no specific understanding of heroic spirits.

All of the above reasons led to Kenneth's misjudgment, and many small mistakes combined to form a big mistake.

He was too slow, not fast enough.

At least that's how it looks in the eyes of the female assassin.

"Well!"

Kenneth's heart trembled.

An unprecedented chill came over me.

It was a shadowy figure dressed in black.

Although it can be confirmed that the person is covered with black cloth, there is no way to know what the person looks like.

However, he clearly felt an unusually slender arm reaching out from the gap in the fabric and rushing towards him!

After the first failure.

This time, the female assassin will not be stingy with her magic power, but will make sure to break through the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid with one strike and kill Kenneth.

For a moment, the image of Kenneth's heart exploding almost appeared before his eyes.

It seems to have already been presented in this theater.

If he really participated in the Holy Grail War in Snowfield City alone, I'm afraid this would be the end of Lord Kayneth.

But he is not alone.

Kenneth follows in the footsteps of that great king.

"Roar--!!"

It was like a breath from the underworld.

The blazing flames swept through the opera house like a tsunami. It was a giant demon dog with a head split into three, emitting a poisonous aura from between its sharp fangs.

It stood like a city wall between the female assassin and Kenneth.

The dim opera house became bright and hot.

"Demon, no... Is this a divine beast!?"

Kenneth shouted in surprise.

He didn't know what was happening.

He only felt that something was triggered after the female assassin broke through the defense of his external magic suit.

Suddenly, Kenneth seemed to remember something.

Before coming to the opera house——

"King, according to the intelligence compiled by MI5, Fadius transported the holy relic to the opera house. That place happens to be a dragon vein in Snowfield. They must be planning to perform the Heroic Spirit Summoning there."

Kenneth half-knelt and leaned forward to speak.

In front of him was Moran, who was looking at Xueyuan City through the building window with a calm expression.

"The opera house? You want to go?"

"I beg you to return the most precious treasure of Britain to me. I beg you to deliver it to me. On the honor of the Archibald family and El-Melloi, I will bring it back to you."

"...Alright, Mr. Kenneth. I look forward to your Heroic Spirit Summoning."

Moran did not object to his idea.

However, Kenneth clearly remembered that Moran seemed to have a very subtle smile on his face.

It's like I was surprised that I chose the opera house as the location.

Not only that, Kenneth also remembered patting him on the shoulder before he left.

At that time, Kenneth's magic circuit felt a little uncomfortable.

But, I didn't think too much about it.

The camera returns to the opera house, where Kenneth and the female assassin are confronting each other.

The three-headed dog of hell exudes a powerful aura.

Kenneth felt the breath of Britain from it.

"king......."

Kenneth came to his senses in shock.

He understood that this was a backup plan Moran had left for himself.

Could it be that the king expected something bad to happen on his trip?

That's why a divine beast like the Cerberus was specially deployed to protect his life!

Even when facing a heroic spirit like Gilgamesh.

This three-headed hellhound can hold on for a while.

For a moment, Kenneth admired Moran's foresight, as he could actually predict that there would be servants lying in ambush here.

It is an honor to be cared for so much by the king.

But, it's also very shameful.

Before setting out, he vowed to gamble on the honor of his family, but at this critical moment, he still had to rely on the power of the king.

The King's light shines upon Kenneth.

While the monarch admired him infinitely, he also felt ashamed of his own improper behavior.

His loyalty reached a new level at this moment.

Completely succumbed to the king's charm.

So, how could we not complete the Heroic Spirit Summoning here and take back Great Britain's national treasure!?

It must be completed even if it means risking my life!

We can’t let the king down!

"—Arise from the Wheel of Restraint, Guardian of the Scales!"

Kenneth opened his eyes wide and shouted sternly.

As the sound resounded throughout the opera house, the Heroic Spirit Summoning Ceremony, like a crystal amplifying light, drew back the final curtain before their eyes.

The light overflows in the form of a blanket covering the opera house stage.

"Well!"

The female assassin jumped back out of caution.

Kenneth was exerting all his strength just by looking in the direction of what he thought was the light source.

Human figures can be seen in the light.

Figures are—plural.

It was truly an incredible sight.

Within seconds, in a space that felt as if time had stopped, several of the multiple figures knelt on the spot.

Finally, a figure with an exceptionally rich color appeared.

As the light gradually faded, the multiple figures disappeared without a trace, and only the last rich-colored figure remained at the scene.

He was a young blond man, clad in solemn attire. His blond hair was streaked with red, and despite his handsome features, his eyes shone with the brilliance of a wild animal.

It’s like the female assassin who is watching the man from one step away, and one can feel the rich color of “death” from her.

The man who emerged from the light also possessed an extraordinary "heat" that ordinary people did not have.

The man carefully scanned his surroundings and said, "This situation is really a bit strange."

He looked at the magician's body lying on the ground.

And Kenneth, who is protected by the Moon Spirit Marrow Fluid and the Cerberus.

In just a few seconds, a light flashed in his eyes.

However, the man quickly suppressed his anger and turned his gaze towards the female assassin in the audience.

"From your attire and the current surge of power I'm feeling... could it be that you're related to the old man in the mountain?"

The man who was summoned immediately understood the situation.

Know who is the master and who is the enemy.

ps: My biological clock is messed up, I overslept, and the update is a bit slow, embarrassing corpse.

Chapter 551 Are You My Master? [Please Subscribe! Please Give Me Flowers!]