Pochi-chan, I used to be a princess.

The male refugee shook his head and said, "No, that's not what I meant. I meant water and food. After all, we need fifty servings here. It's not much, but it's all been arranged for us by the woman named Da Vinci..."

Mashu said sadly, "...Indeed. Whether it was caring for the wounded, preparing food, or refining the water, it was all done by Da Vinci himself..."

Roman sighed, "Being too omnipotent is both a blessing and a curse. We've all become overly reliant on him. Sorry, we can't prepare any more food. From now on, we'll have to ask the refugees to go without food and drink all day and head towards the village."

Bedivere said seriously, "Everyone has reached their limit. This day will be a dangerous period... No. If it were just food, we should be able to find a solution."

Mash asked in surprise, "Mr. Bedivere? That... could it be possible?"

Bedivere smiled and said, "Although it may be a bit presumptuous to say this at this time, I am used to traveling after all.

I'm confident I can identify animals that are harmless and edible to humans; I'm pretty good at that."

【Fufu screamed: “Fuwuwuwuwuwu…”】

Bedivere looked towards the distant forest, a relaxed expression on his face. "Luckily, the target has come to us. Will they eat us, or will we feast on them? Let's see who wins!"

Mash's gaze towards Bedivere pointed to a bizarre-looking monster standing on a huge rock, growling ferociously at them.

[Mashu was stunned: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!?"]

The scene shifts to show everyone sitting around a fire. Bedivere has transformed the monster into food, skewering a piece of black meat on a stick and handing it to Mash. He says solemnly, "Round Table, King Arthur's Quote #8! 'Even monster meat is nutritious!' Miss Mash! Please repeat it!"

Mashu took the barbecue and said stiffly, "Okay... Even monster meat is nutritious..."

The male refugee said happily, "Isn't this meat quite good? It has a bit of black, gelatinous fat, though."

Rushde looked at Mashu with sparkling eyes and said as he ate the meat, "Delicious! Sister Mashu, this is delicious!"

Mashu hesitated and said, "Hmm... Mashu Kyrielight, let's eat... Living can be quite cruel sometimes... But for Da Vinci's sake, I must eat... Otherwise, I won't be able to help you..."

Mashu's attitude gradually became firm, and she took a hard bite of the meat that looked very suspicious.

Chewing it, Mash's expression changed again: "So hard... so soft... so sticky... the tangy aroma of spices... fills my entire brain... Thank you, Mr. Bedivere... for being so considerate of me and even using mint..."

Bedivere just smiled: "Haha. I didn't use any spices at all, but that's all."

Fujimaru Ritsuka calmly ate the barbecue and smiled at Mashu, "You feel a little more energetic now."

Mashu said seriously, "...Yes. No matter what happens, we must move forward positively."

Bedivere placed a giant eyeball on a plate, handed it to Mash, and asked, "That's good. Want another? There's a precious part here that you can only have one of. Look at this huge eyeball."

[Faced with Bedivere's recommendation, Mash was deeply moved and refused: "Please forgive me for refusing with all my strength!"]

Shinomiya Kaguya had an indescribable expression on her face. "Round Table, King Arthur's Quote #8: Even monster meat is nutritious! If only I hadn't said that now."

Ishigami Yu sighed, "Yeah, eating monster flesh, and even listing it as a quote. This kind of thing would have been cute in the past, but it's a bit inappropriate to say it at this time. King Arthur is not an ordinary big-eating beautiful girl, he is a cold king who would order the massacre of refugees."

Baiyin Yuxing said, "Actually, this quote is quite normal, right? There's no need to think of it as cute. In ancient times when famines broke out from time to time, people used monster meat as food and didn't drive them away."

Mashu walked to the edge of the mountain road and looked out at the wilderness in the distance. The atmosphere was untouched by industrial pollution, and with the bright moonlight shining down, even in the dark wilderness, she could make out the general shape of the landscape.

Mashu turned around and asked, "Speaking of which, Senior, aren't you concerned about that pothole? Only after climbing the mountain can we see clearly what those unnatural potholes scattered throughout the wilderness are…"

[Mashu pointed to the wilderness below the mountain. The huge craters made the ground look like the surface of the moon.]

Chapter 212: Emperor Jia Does Not Need Conscience

Rushde asked doubtfully, "Sister, don't you know the Lion King's punishment?"

Bedivere asked in surprise, "What is the Lion King's punishment, Rushde?"

Rushd raised his hands and waved them, demonstrating to Bedivere: "Well, sometimes a beam of light would burst out from the Holy City. And then it would become like that. The knights said it was the Lion King's Judgment, so we all called it that too."

Mashu asked in shock, "Could it be... that means the crater is..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka said in surprise: "Traces of destruction by a Noble Phantasm...?"

Roman sighed, "...Hmm, originally, there were no craters like that on the earth in this era. They must have been caused by the Noble Phantasm of King Arthur, who calls himself the Lion King. King Arthur is using that superb Noble Phantasm indiscriminately, just like Solomon's band of light in the sky. That also explains the high concentration of mana in the atmosphere... This is truly incredible. This land is literally about to be destroyed by the Lion King."

The male refugee asked in surprise, "...Are you unaware of the Lion King's sanctions? That's why you dared to rebel against him... No, sorry. Even if you knew, you would still help us. I understand that."

The male refugee's attitude was resigned. "But please understand one thing: we have nowhere else to go. As long as we remain in the wilderness, we never know when punishment will fall. Even if we flee to the desert, we'll be eaten by the Sun King's monsters. While the mountainous areas are relatively safe, there's no food here... We have no choice but to head to the Holy City to survive. But this journey has ended."

Bedivere said with a complicated expression, "...Is that so? I've heard of this, but I never imagined it would reach this level... The Round Table has fallen, and the King has become a demon king even more powerful than Vortigern... The Lion King in the Holy City is an unforgivable existence... For the people of this land, he is an evil that must be defeated."

[Mashu said nothing, looking lost.]

Humanity has lost its future. The refugees' words revealed this cruel fact. One of the murderers who pushed humanity into despair was King Arthur.

Togashi Yuta sighed, "However, he's so strong! King Arthur's sense of oppression is the strongest enemy that has appeared so far, right?"

Rikka Takanashi asked, "What about Kaguya Otsutsuki? She's also very strong, right? Her eyes are super powerful, but they're still not as good as the Devil's True Eyes. If I could unleash the true power of the Devil's True Eyes, they would definitely be stronger than her Rinnegan!"

Togashi Yuuta said thoughtfully: "Kaguya Otsutsuki? She is very strong, but she doesn't have much substance. She is strong but empty, so the sense of oppression is not very strong."

Nibutani Morika nodded and said with a headache, "Yes, even though the Lion King hasn't shown his face yet, his Knights of the Round Table and those craters have already set the mood."

The Chaldeans and the refugees successfully reach the village of the Mountain People. Another Heroic Spirit appears, Hassan of the Cursed Arms, and clashes with the Chaldeans, refusing to compromise even after being defeated.

The fallen Cursed-Arm Hassan stubbornly climbed to his feet and said stubbornly, "Even if I'm shattered to pieces, I won't fall! The Knights of the Round Table are nothing to me!"

"Hey, hey, generally speaking, if you're shattered to pieces, you won't be able to stand up again, right? Besides, your gods wouldn't want such a sacrifice, would they? The outcome is already determined. I understand how you feel, but why don't you just admit defeat now, Lord Cursed Arm?"

[When everyone in Chaldea was in great trouble, Arash suddenly appeared and rescued them.]

Hassan of the Cursed Arm said in surprise: "Isn't this... His Excellency Arash? Hmm, um... um... but..."

Arash laughed heartily and said, "It's true that they're helping the refugees, isn't it? Weren't you so happy yesterday, as if it were your own thing, shouting, 'Great, Great!' I don't know how to thank you enough! Where else can you find such a joyful thing?"

Hassan of the Cursed Arms retorted, "That's because I don't know their origins! If I knew they were from the Round Table, I wouldn't be thanking them!"

Arash laughed and said, "Ahh. It doesn't matter. These guys don't seem to be from the Round Table, do they? Then why not follow the old saying, 'Give them a hug of thanks!'"

Mashu asked, "Hey... by that... do you mean... hug? Uh... yeah. This is our honor, Mr. Assassin."

Bedivere said in panic, "Hey, wait a minute... I'm not mentally prepared yet..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka puffed out his chest and said cheerfully, "Come on!"

Hikigaya Hachiman smacked his lips. "As expected of that great hero, Arash, who ended the war with a single arrow, has also settled the dispute here."

However, looking at it this way, isn't Fujimaru Ritsuka too heartless? Using such a kind brother as a cannonball! Completely ignoring Arash's help in the singularity?

[With Arash's help, the conflict between the two sides was resolved in a funny way.]

The Chaldeans successfully settled into the village of the mountain people and continued to live there.

After a week of recuperation, Bedivere approached Mashu in the evening: "Mashu. Before I rest, can I borrow a moment of your time?"

Mashu asked in surprise, "Huh... You're not looking for Senior, but for me?"

Bedivere said, "Well, this is a rather personal topic. Let's talk somewhere else. Ritsuka, please come too."

The three of them found a secluded place, and Bedivere asked Mash, "Mash Kyrielight, is this the name you introduced yourself?"

Mash nodded. "Yes, that's my name. Is there anything wrong...?"

Bedivere asked, "Excuse me for asking this question. Is this your true name as a Heroic Spirit?"

Mashu hesitated and said, "This..."

Bedivere said sincerely, "I know very well that this is not a question that should be asked of a Servant. But I still dare to ask. Please forgive my rudeness."

[Mashu is still a little hesitant.]

[Fujimaru Ritsuka said: "You don't have to say it."]

Mashu shook her head. "...Thank you, but it's alright, Senior. Sir Knight Bedivere. To be precise... I'm not a Heroic Spirit. A Sub-Servant, strictly speaking, is the product of the fusion of a human and a Heroic Spirit. Mashu Kyrielight is merely my human name. My true name... the Heroic Spirit I fused with perished without telling me. Therefore, I don't know which Heroic Spirit I am, or even the true name of my Noble Phantasm. Therefore, the power of my Noble Phantasm is... extremely low."

Bedivere said with a look of relief: "...I see. Thank you for telling me this. Please allow me to apologize again for my rudeness. The doubts in my heart have been dispelled."

Chapter 213 A Heavy Story

Mashu hurriedly said, "No, please don't mind me. I... didn't consider my own uniqueness."

Roman said, "Indeed, even if some Servants find it strange, it's not surprising that Sub-Servants are truly unique. Rather, the Heroic Spirits we've encountered so far are more peculiar, as they've all readily accepted this fact. Mash may be a Servant, but she's not a Heroic Spirit, Sir Bedivere... yes, you've always been confused by this difference, haven't you?"

Bedivere said bluntly: "...Yes. To be honest, I've been confused to the point of doubting whether you are enemies or friends. However, your answer just now has cleared my confusion. Then, Ms. Mashu, please allow me to solemnly..."

【Bedivere knelt on one knee and sincerely apologized to Mash.】

Fujimaru Ritsuka said in surprise: "No... As expected of a true knight."

Roman laughed in surprise, "He actually knelt on one knee to apologize! Oh, is this the etiquette of a knight treating a lady?"

Mashu said shyly, "Lady? No, I'm a little...resistant to that title..."

Bedivere said seriously, "This isn't an apology for my earlier rudeness, but a way of expressing my respect. I want to express my respect for Fujimaru Ritsuka and your battles with him so far. You two truly are here to save this world."

Mashu said embarrassedly: "No, that's not necessary... Senior aside, I'm just a Sub-Servant who is always protected by you..."

Bedivere shook his head and said sincerely, "No, my lady, you are mistaken... Although the Heroic Spirit who entrusted his power to you did not mention it, I have no right to comment, but I still want to tell you. Tell you, my fellow Knight of the Round Table."

Mashu's eyes widened in surprise, and Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but ask, "You said Mashu is a Knight of the Round Table...!?"

Mashu hurriedly asked, "Wait a moment, Mr. Bedivere, do you know the Heroic Spirit that I fused with?!"

Bedivere nodded. "Of course, it's not just me. All the Knights of the Round Table who have met you have sensed, without exception, that the Knight who entrusted you with this Noble Phantasm is a truly special Knight. The strongest Knight, the most steadfast Knight, the bravest Knight, and within the Round Table, each upholding a different sense of honor, there is only one Knight who prides himself not on his martial prowess, but on his noble spirit. I wish you can discover his true name through your own strength."

Mashu asked doubtfully, "...You're not going to tell me... the true name of this Noble Phantasm's owner, are you?"

[Bedivere said: "Yes, because the answer is already there, and finding it is your mission."]

Hikigaya Hachiman said, "Real name? Isn't it Galahad? The illegitimate son of Lancelot and Elaine."

Yuigahama Yui asked in astonishment: "Doesn't Lancelot like Princess Guinevere?"

Hikigaya Hachiman grumbled, "You've overestimated the moral integrity of medieval people."

Yukinoshita Yukino wasn't interested in discussing such emotional matters. She recounted the legend of Galahad with great detail: "Among the Knights of the Round Table, there was a seat reserved for the knight who would find the Holy Grail. Before Galahad appeared, this seat had always been vacant, and no one else could sit there. An unqualified knight would be killed if they sat down. Only Galahad could sit there safely and unharmed. And he did indeed successfully find the Holy Grail. Because he had no desires, he returned the Holy Grail to heaven, and he himself also returned to heaven. It's no exaggeration to say that he was the most special knight."

Yuigahama Yui asked, "Mashu's resistance to fighting Gawain is probably because they're both Knights of the Round Table. I didn't expect there would be a sub-Servant. I used to think Mashu was Lancelot's second daughter... If that's the case, could there be a fratricide between father and son?"

Thinking of the title, Yuigahama Yui's eyes showed sadness.

Shizuka Hiratsuka sighed, "I once heard that the core of comedy is tragedy. This Akashic Record is the most vivid example of this. The joy at the beginning cannot cover up the tragic reality."

Yukinoshita Yukino murmured, "Chaldea is heavier than I thought."

Massacre, colleagues killing each other, fathers and sons killing each other, but in the end they still have to unite and give up hatred and justice for the same goal... Yukinoshita Yukino cannot deny Chaldea, nor can she approve of such things.

Bedivere said: "What the king has done in this land is absolutely not what the King Arthur we know would do... Let me put it bluntly. No matter what the sacrifice, I will defeat the Lion King... defeat King Arthur. This is why I came here. This is why I have lived until now."

Bedivere's voice was incredibly firm, carrying a weight that could not be underestimated, and a past that held such weight.

Bedivere asked, "But what about you? No, what about you all? If your goal is to restore this era, then perhaps there's no need to confront the Lion King... I intend to remain in this village and lend a helping hand to Hassan Sabbah. Lord Hassan and I are both rebels to the Holy City. We will be ruthlessly purged. But you are neither. It's still not too late to surrender. Even so, do you still intend to fight? With the Knights of the Round Table, with the powerful Lion King?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka said firmly: "The Lion King is wrong."

Mashu nodded. "...Yes. That's right, Senior. We will fight the Lion King. We cherish our own lives, but more importantly, I cannot forgive the actions of the Holy City Lion King. This is not just my duty as a knight. It is an atonement for the people who live on this land, for those who died at the main gate."

Bedivere smiled trustingly, "Excellent answer. If it were you, that knight would surely be willing to lend you a hand. That's all I have to say. I'm deeply sorry to bother you. Tomorrow I will inform Sir Hassan of everything, and under that premise, I will follow his decision. Let's see if I can be allowed to fight alongside them, and see if we can work together."

Mash said with confidence, "...Yes. If Mr. Hassan says so, there will be no problem!"

“…Hmm. Even if it’s my duty, eavesdropping is definitely not something I should do…”

[A figure disappears and disappears into the darkness nearby.]

[Cursed-Arm Hassan mutters helplessly: "...This is really difficult. I can't refuse this way..."]

Chapter 214: The Attack of the Traitor

Hoshino Miyako said melancholy, "For the atonement of those who died at the main gate... will it really be done?"

King Arthur, Gawain, Lancelot and others have already appeared in Chaldea. Could it be that because they died once, their names were written off?

Heroic spirits can be summoned again after they die, but can ordinary people who have been killed also be summoned again?

Hoshino Hinata does not understand the sorrow of adults. She only thinks that this video is interesting on the surface, but it is actually a very sad story.

[The next day, after a sparring match, Cursed Arm Hassan accepted help from the Chaldean group.]

[At the same time, bad news came.

[“Cursed Arm Leader, bad news! Signal smoke rises in West Village!”]

Hassan, with his cursed wrist, asked in shock, "What...? What's the color?! What color is the smoke?!"