Miss Surtr will ignite the world

"How about we take advantage of the Holy Grail ceremony to make direct contact with the Lion King? That should draw some of the attention from the Round Table."

"No problem."

Bedivere nodded.

"Then it's decided, let the infiltration begin!"

With that, Surtr disappeared from the spot.

Shortly afterward, another group of people arrived at the same location.

The Sacred Round Table: Chapter Six is ​​Lord Bedivere.

"Hiss! What bad luck today, always running into monsters like you."

On the outskirts of the holy city, in the wasteland, a merchant named Serhan and his henchmen squatted on the sand with their hands behind their heads, their faces showing a look of misfortune.

"You've already been humiliated once, yet you still haven't learned your lesson."

The girl with short, orange-red hair stared speechlessly at the guy in front of her who had recently boasted that he would buy all their equipment for one-tenth of the market price.

"Who knew you were all such monsters? The woman from not long ago made my legs tremble just by looking at her, and now there's this woman with superhuman strength."

Serhan's underlings complained, completely oblivious to the situation.

"Let's not even mention your comment that Mashu is a super-strong woman."

"Senior! Why skip over something so important! Even if I'm called a super strong woman, I'd be angry, or rather, extremely angry. Or do you actually think so too, Senior?"

Mashu narrowed her eyes into a dangerous arc, staring at Fujimaru Ritsuka, who had inexplicably looked away.

"Ahem, let's talk about that person you met before who made your legs tremble just looking at her. What did she look like? And what was her purpose?"

Ritsuka pretended nothing had happened and changed the subject.

"Senior, do you suspect the other party is a Servant?"

Miss Mashu, being magnanimous, didn't dwell on the previous question and asked...

"Hmm, these guys are quite skilled even among ordinary people. Only Servants could probably intimidate them with just a look. We know too little about this singularity; perhaps we can get some information from them."

"That's certainly possible, but I haven't detected any spirit origin reaction on my end, perhaps because of the distance."

A man's voice came from the bracelet.

"I don't know what the woman looks like, I only know she has red hair. But she's with a very handsome man, wearing armor, with white hair, and one arm that looks like a prosthetic. As for their purpose, they're probably here to participate in the Holy Salvation."

Serhan recalled.

"Wearing armor, silver hair, one arm, senior, for some reason, this description feels very familiar to me."

Mashu reached out and touched her chest, as if she had seen someone with this feature before.

"Perhaps it's someone the Servant inside Mashu knew in her previous life. If we can find him, we might be able to learn Mashu's real name."

Ritsuka clapped her hands, having gained yet another reason to seek out the other person.

"Well, since their goal is also Saint Ba, we might be able to find them if we go there."

They came here because they heard about the Holy Grail ceremony of the Knights of the Round Table and the Lion King from the refugees.

Neither the Round Table nor The Lion King should exist in this singularity.

Thinking that this might be the reason for the formation of this singularity, they came to investigate.

Just then, taking advantage of the distraction, Serhan, who had already slipped two meters away, spoke up.

“Take my advice: if you want to be human, stay away from that city.”

As they spoke, the other person ran wildly into the desert without looking back.

"They ran really fast. I was wondering if they had any more information."

Ritsuka muttered to herself, turning her head to look at Mash.

“Mashu, what do you think? I feel like he wasn’t lying. Maybe there’s some danger in Saint Bass that we don’t know about.”

"I think so too, but if we want to know the reason for this singularity, we have to go to the Holy City to find out."

"That's true, and we might even find companions there."

Ritsuka also agreed with this view.

"But we still need to be careful. If there is any danger, we must run away immediately."

She wasn't one to ignore others' advice; when tackling singularities, the most important thing was to be cautious.

"Don't worry, I'll carry you through the 100-meter sprint."

Mashu waved her hands, making a running away motion.

"If possible, please carry me in a princess carry."

"learn."

Time slipped away quietly, and the yellowish sky lost its color, revealing a dark background.

A crescent moon climbed onto the treetop, and sparse starlight shone around it.

Torches lit up the ground, and the refugees jostled and crowded in front of the gate, noisily waiting for the ceremony to begin.

Mashu and Ritsuka, cloaked, mingled at the back of the crowd, observing quietly.

"We haven't found any trace of those two Servants anywhere, not even the doctor's detection showed anything. Could that merchant be lying to us?"

Ritsuka complained.

Unless one has Hassan's aura to conceal their presence, or similar hiding techniques, it is very difficult for a Servant to hide from another Servant, let alone evade Chaldea's detection.

In this small area, we searched around several times but couldn't find anyone.

It's hard to say whether the businessman was deceiving them.

"Perhaps it has a similar stealth skill, but for now, let's focus on this so-called Holy Eradication Ritual."

As she spoke, Mashu's tone became serious, and her body tensed.

"It seems you've already noticed that there are multiple magical reactions in front of you, surrounding all the refugees... Wait a minute."

Suddenly, the doctor's tone became more serious.

"Spirit Origin Reactions One, Two, Three, Four! Mash, Ritsuka, four Spirit Origin Reactions have appeared near you and are surrounding you!"

"Mash, Ritsuka, get out of there immediately!"

As if sensing something, Leonardo da Vinci pushed Roman aside in the control room and shouted loudly.

At the same time, the sun illuminates the night sky.

Gawain, a Knight of the Round Table, appeared before the main entrance.

"Everyone."

Gawain spoke up.

But at that moment, a violent explosion came from the tallest tower in the very center of the holy city.

Let's rewind a bit.

Inside the holy city.

In the very center of the palace, following the instructions of the traitor Bedivere, the shadow assassin Surtr easily entered the very center of the holy city without anyone noticing.

Walking silently down the dimly lit corridor, surrounded by profound tranquility, the noise on the ground could not reach this palace high in the sky.

Surtr leaned against the railing, looking down at the crowd gathering below.

"It seems that the Saint Ba is about to begin. I wonder if the Lion King has gone down yet."

The best-case scenario is that the Lion King has not yet left, and returns the Holy Sword while the Round Table is distracted by Saint Basil.

"At the end of this corridor is where the king usually works. If it were the former king, he would usually stay here."

Bedivere's reminder came from his shoulder.

As Arthur's court steward, Bedivere was undoubtedly the person who knew him best, and he knew all about his habits.

"He must be a diligent monarch."

"The burden that the king carries is far greater than that that we carry."

Listening to Bedivere's remorseful sigh, Surtr walked towards the gate, stepping on the white stone bricks.

A deathly silence enveloped the empty corridor, as if some being had taken away all sound from the place.

One step, two steps, three steps...

She stopped when she was within ten meters of the door.

A buzzing sound brought the sound back.

The heavy door was pulled open, and the sound of metal clashing was the first thing that reached our ears, followed by the crisp sound of the soles of our combat boots striking the stone bricks.

Da da da.

The Lion King, clad in pure white armor, with long, golden hair like the sun and azure eyes, stepped out of the room.

Those divine eyes looked ahead, and although there was nothing in front of her, Surtr's intuition told her that the other person was looking at her.

Who's there?

The Lion King spoke, his tone calm, yet his voice carried power, a divine pressure that reached Surtr's ears.

Having consciously dispelled her concealment, Miss Surtr gave a French military salute and tossed the little bird from her shoulder to her front.

The bird tumbled through the air and landed on the ground with a thud, transforming into a knight kneeling on one knee.

You're really skilled at that.

Surtr complained from behind.

At the same time, she heard the Lion King's knowing tone.

"I see, the Nordic end-of-life device, and..."

"Sir Bedivere."

"???"

The Sacred Round Table: Chapter Seven - His Majesty's Wiseness

Lord Bedivere.

If Surtr's ears are functioning correctly, that's exactly what the Lion King was calling out.

Bedivere looked up in surprise at the Lion King staring straight at him, his body involuntarily tensing and his lips trembling.

"My lord, you still remember me, but Merlin clearly said..."

"I told you I had forgotten, didn't I?"

The Lion King continued.

"He's right, I don't have any memories of you in my mind."

"Why then?"

"But your existence, your purpose, your future, I can see them all clearly with my eyes. Although you don't exist in my memory, it's not difficult for me to deduce the past from the future."

The Lion King stared at Bedivere with his holy blue eyes, and just being stared at gave him the illusion that he was being seen through.

"clairvoyance......"

Behind him, Surtr, his face stiff, revealed the truth.

Come to think of it, she remembered that the Lion King seemed to have the same perspective as Goetia. Could it be that she already knew they were coming?

"No, your arrival was unexpected, and the ability to see far is not as convenient as you imagine. At least before this, I had never seen you before."

As if he could see through Surtr's thoughts, the Lion King shifted his gaze to her.

"The Nordic final device, but it appears to be only a part of it. And you seem to be someone favored by the stars."

Just like that, without any apparent incident, the Lion King revealed her secret.

Miss Surtr instinctively took a half step back.

This "clairvoyance" is similar to "seeing through the true name," although she doesn't know exactly what level of clairvoyance at the EX level can achieve.