Xingyue, is Xiaokai also considered Kai?

Suddenly, Xuanzang's expression changed from shy to serious and solemn.

"Master and everyone else, there's no time to lose. To save the world and Wukong, let's head to Jerusalem now! I beg you."

When Xuanzang spoke up bravely, he made eye contact with Novia.

Novia was somewhat surprised by her reaction, though it only lasted a second before she gave a very gentle smile.

In Kama's eyes, Gavia was very happy now, as if he were reminiscing about the past.

Indeed, this guy's personality wasn't like this when he was still Jin Chanzi. Perhaps the experience of the Journey to the West changed Xuanzang himself quite a bit.

This is only natural. Like all magic, magic that has been used will more or less cause decisive changes to the world, and the connections between people will certainly decisively change things, both visible and invisible.

"Wukong... is he also in this singularity?"

"Yes, yes, Master, you haven't seen Wukong yet, have you? But you'll see him soon. Anyway, Wukong is in Jerusalem right now, and it seems he's using his golden cudgel for a little guy, but I'm not really sure about the specifics."

"I see."

Novia naturally understood that the "little guy" Sun Wukong mentioned in her words was probably Fujimaru Ritsuka. This Great Sage Equal to Heaven was likely located inside Ritsuka, providing her with power to slow down Azathoth's erosion as much as possible.

The Ruyi Jingu Bang (magic staff) he wielded was not originally a weapon, but rather used to stabilize the seas. It can be said to have given form to something ambiguous, and in a sense, it is one of the treasures that maintain the world.

Indeed, in the Type-Moon universe, the Ruyi Jingu Bang (Monkey King's staff) is just like the Holy Lance Rungminiad, serving as the 'anchor of storms' that holds the world together. Of course, the Indian Shiva Linga is also one of the many 'anchors of storms'.

As for why the two were connected, Novia thought about it carefully and it was probably because of the Sands of Osiris, which gathered all the Egyptian gods in the Second Singularity, since there was a 'God of War, Set' among the Egyptian gods.

It's not that Set and Sun Wukong are the same person, but rather that they are destined to be together. In a certain world, their divine bodies were both inside Alexander IV's body, and this connection transcends time and worlds. Therefore, it's probably because Novia had the concept of 'Buddha' that Fujimaru Ritsuka and Sun Wukong had this connection.

Of course, Fujimaru Ritsuka uses the power of Sun Wukong, which is also recorded in the gift outfit 'Heroic Demeanor of the Three Heroes' given away in the Journey to the West event.

"Yes, that's what I think too. We should head to Jerusalem now."

Following Novia's words, the Servants standing beside him also spoke in turn.

"The Holy Lance thinks so too, so let me, Percival, deal with that fallen Grail Knight."

"Haha, leave the Sun Knights to me. You may come in as you please. After all, my benevolence is such that I can even take over the sun!"

Kama glanced at Novia and nodded.

If that's the case, that's enough.

She couldn't fathom what kind of alien god could possibly survive against her and Gavia's combined efforts; it was utterly impossible.

……

Fujimaru Ritsuka felt as if she were falling asleep to a grand musical piece, listening to the music that resonated throughout her body, mind, and soul.

No one will get hurt, and there's no need to worry about hurting others. Just curl up and surrender your body to this endless music.

however.

Why did I persist until now without agreeing?

This process is not painful.

However, I am extremely distressed.

The girl had no intention of rebelling against the music; she just felt that she shouldn't be like this and shouldn't let the void be filled by something inexplicable.

So, in Ritsuka's hazy vision, the 'Ritsuka' who looked exactly like her but with slight differences in height and face seemed to scratch her hair in confusion, and then her fingers gently traced across Ritsuka's cheek.

"Humans...?"

What didn't match her words was the overly calm smile on Ritsuka's face.

Even Ritsuka, who should have been extremely wary of her, forgot about the life-or-death situation at hand and felt that she was the one who was herself, or rather, that she was her.

"Looks like I was still half asleep. I didn't even notice it before I felt the vibration. But seeing a loved one in so much pain, it's only natural to want to free him, right? If you were covered in bandages, you would only seek physical intimacy with him, but I wanted to liberate him, so it's only natural."

Ritsuka instinctively wanted to nod, but a deep sound stopped her—a strange sound that seemed to come from her stomach churning.

And then the impossible happened; a piece of the pitch-black world churned up.

In an instant, the darkness that had previously been devoid of any living beings, resembling the vastness of space, transformed into a small patch of turbulent sea. From the surface emerged a stick, upon which rested a somewhat familiar figure to Ritsuka.

"Haha, of course? What does that have to do with me?"

The figure turned around, revealing a monkey face.

This is not a metaphor; it refers to the very familiar-looking monkey face and Ritsuka's memories of him, from the Second Singularity in Rome.

However, Ritsuka understood that the monkey in front of her was bearing something enormous. Although it was smaller than her, the pressure it felt gave her the illusion of looking up at a huge mountain range. If this mountain range were taken down, its strength would definitely be fully unleashed.

"At least, right now, the answer is in your hands. What do you want to do, you little guy who should be saving the world?"

"...We cannot sit idly by and wait to die."

"So-called gods, in the end, are just vessels born to receive the desires of mankind. In fact, let's not even talk about whether such behavior can save mankind. Moreover, thanks to the assistance of those two and that gold, I am now inside your body. Although my power can only buy time and cannot bring you a complete victory, little guy, are you going to clench your fist?"

The monkey in the distance asked this question.

"I don't actually have the resolve to save the world. I will definitely feel lost in the future because this is a responsibility that I have to take on now. I may regret it and feel that I have no reason to do these things. But even so, this is the one thing I will never be lost on."

After she finished speaking, Ritsuka's consciousness became exceptionally clear, and a surge of power welled up from her chest—an unusual heat that gave her the illusion of her internal organs burning fiercely.

So she opened her eyes and met the gaze of the towering foreign god, the goat Gudako, before her, while simultaneously clenching her fists.

The beliefs and strength one maintains are equivalent to a hope that will never disappear or be lost.

"Because Novia said, 'Thank you, I'm relieved,' this is the path I have to take. No matter what, I can only clench my fists and keep my head down and move forward. As long as I'm alive, there's no turning back."

"Hahahaha!"

The monkey-like god laughed heartily.

"Then clench your fist and shout my name, little guy!"

"Your name is—"

Therefore, in the spiritual world of the girl herself fighting against the foreign god, Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were shining with a brilliant color at this moment, which is the so-called "fiery eyes". At the same time, the girl was muttering to herself.

"The divine power summons Sun Wukong."

Chapter 461 A mere mimicry of the sun.

"An enemy is coming."

Bathed in the bright sunlight, the Sun Knight Gawain squinted as he stood at the gates of the holy city of Jerusalem.

You can see a dazzling white light that rivals the sun in its brilliance.

The clear blue sky seemed so far away from the ground, and white particles drifted down from it under the dazzling light.

It was daytime, yet the dazzling light made the stars of the night fall to earth, as if banishing everything in the world. The immense magical pressure oppressed Gawain, and its scale far exceeded his imagination.

however.

"I see... What a pity, such a powerful person whose identity is unknown. It's truly a shame."

Gawain lowered his gaze and drew Cavendish, the sister sword of Excalibur, from his waist.

Its sheer power alone vibrates the atmosphere, and the sun-like waves pierce the sky, forming wave after wave of crimson energy.

Although it has never received the blessing of eternal sleep, the magical power of the spiritual veins supporting the entire city beneath Jerusalem, along with the power of the evil god Morai, has transformed this place into a vast realm of eternal sleep. In other words, Gawain will always be in a state of triple enhancement, meaning he will be enhanced threefold in all aspects.

It was as if the air around him had instantly transformed into particles of the sun.

"Because no matter who you are, I will use the Cavendish to burn you completely—"

His words stopped there.

The spatial rift created by the thirteen rapidly approaching swords swallowed up the fluctuations of the simulated sun.

"How sacred it is, isn't it? The so-called sun, but my love is second only to the gods, and even the sun is included in it!"

Looking at the black-haired youth who had arrived with thirteen swords, Gawain remained unmoved, only asking:

"Charlemagne?"

"That's right, that's right! It is indeed me! If they are enemies, prepare to fight; if they are allies, retreat immediately. Do you want to try to withstand the King's Sword? Sun Knight."

"You are the culprit behind the fall of the stars in broad daylight."

Gawain smiled faintly, "Although this technique was used brilliantly, you were too foolish. I don't understand the meaning of this technique. Was it just for showing off?"

"No, I didn't do it."

Charlemagne himself was still completely baffled by the details of his brother-in-law's strange technique.

However, he understood that the scene was quite cool. If he could learn it, wouldn't it be incredibly cool to use this move in battle? Unfortunately, his talent was limited, and he didn't learn it.

"Heh, no matter what, you actually came to me, Gao Wen, on your own initiative. I really underestimated you."

Gawain shrugged. "I am invincible in the daytime. My sword is comparable to the Lion King's holy sword. Retreat quickly, Charlemagne. My sword can even cut through the tip of the holy spear, Juvayus."

What Gao Wen said was both a fact and a provocation.

Percival, who inherited the Holy Lance Longinus, was no match for him, so it is indeed possible to speculate that he could cut the Holy Lance, but naming Juvaus would undoubtedly be a provocation, since that was Charlemagne's sword.

"Oh, this is truly—extremely exciting!"

Suddenly, Gawain noticed an extremely mature smile on Charlemagne's face, as if he had suddenly changed his personality.

"Sun Knight Gawain, what you say makes sense. The imagined me is no match for you before the complete collapse of the Kingly Way, and the real me cannot easily defeat you outside the Holy Capital. However, you are still too weak. What is a mere Holy Sword? What is a mere Hundred Days? Because at this moment, both the imagined Holy Knight and the real Holy King are for me, and my benevolence is enough to encompass all of this!"

A change occurred in Charlemagne.

The wind began to howl.

If described in terms of wind speed, its value is simply unimaginable.

"Wangdao Tapo" refers to Charlemagne's self-discipline skills that take effect by embodying the attitude of a king; "Sanctuary" refers to Karl the Great's mobile Sanctuary, within which Karl can basically defeat all enemies, whether they are hero kings or Indian heroes, they will all be subdued.

"Eternal and unchanging Holy Light, ever-changing radiance! Invincible knight, before my royal might—"

"You don't need a sun."

Amidst the raging wind, Charlemagne strode forward, brandishing his sword to extinguish the blazing light of the mimic sun's disc.

At the same time, as Charlemagne walked step by step, the ground beneath his feet shook as if the heavens and earth were turning upside down, and a mournful sound was heard. The city walls, which should have remained intact for thousands of years, made a distinct noise.

"you……"

Amidst the raging wind and the shock, Gawain raised his head and gazed at the twelve Juvayus swords forming a circular halo around Charlemagne, suspended in the fierce and terrifying storm. If his holy sword contained a mimicry of the sun, then those were mimicry of stars.

"What on earth are you..."

"Charlemagne, the paladin of fantasy, and Karl, the holy king of reality, are a blend of reality and fantasy, dedicated solely to annihilating the enemies who stand in my way and my brother-in-law's. Let me remind you, knight, does the sky above the holy city you protect still hold the radiance of the sun?"

Gawain lost the ability of the Blessed One because the sun was obscured.

This was not Novia's aid to Charlemagne, but rather one of the abilities of the holy sword Juvayus, which Charlemagne wielded after reaching his limit, through the power of the King's Way.

According to legend, Govayus could outshine his enemies with a brilliance surpassing that of the sun…

Huh? Why has this legend's effect suddenly increased so drastically? It's like the real sun isn't going to shine on Gawain anymore? Hmm, it must be because of my brother-in-law, right? But does my brother-in-law even have such a legend? Guiding the sun or something... Oh well, whatever, the advantage is already in my hands!

Charlemagne stared at Gawain with unwavering composure.

"This is a fair duel, you should have no complaints."

I didn't have time to dwell on the shock.

Gawain shook his head, took out the Cavendish and the twelve Juvayus behind him, and Charlemagne, holding a Juvayus in his hand, began the battle.

Even if they were delayed or defeated, these Servants would have no chance of opening the gates of the Holy Capital from the outside, because waiting there was the Grail Knight. Although he had become an Alter and could only possess that little girl, the defense of the Round Table Shield could not be easily breached—

"So, this is..."

Just as Gawain was engaged in close combat with Charlemagne, a moment later he caught a glimpse of a dazzling light out of the corner of his eye.

"It was an unbelievable scale, an utterly pure mystery."

Charlemagne or Karl leisurely explained to Gawain, "Sun Knight, the so-called Holy Lance Longinus does not appear in the world as a weapon. It has only one meaning, which is the 'miracle' that can resolve all misfortunes after the story is completed."

Earlier, after Gawain was dragged into the barrier by Charlemagne at the gates of the Holy City of Jerusalem, the Novia group, who were a step behind him, arrived at the gates of the Holy City.

It wasn't that Novia didn't want to help, but Charlemagne insisted that he should be the one to show off his glory by dealing with this Sun Knight. After all, Charlemagne had heard from Novia that his descendant Leo would be the strongest Master of this Sun Knight, which gave him a subtle sense of amusement.

Since Fujimaru Ritsuka had suffered at the hands of Morai, Mash, who accompanied her, was no exception. She stood there with her large shield, her eyes vacant, showing no reaction whatsoever to the arrival of Novia.

Not only that, but not far from her stood a pale young man who looked somewhat melancholy. His long, pale hair, lacking pigmentation, was casually tied together at the back of his head. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, making his bare wrists and the loosely opened shirt reveal his chest, which appeared even paler.

“An enemy? ... My name is Galahad.”