Type-Moon, a human love simulator

Chapter 84 The whole destiny has been revealed

"Sir Gawain, I am only loyal to the King of Britain. I hope you can understand me."

Even the Iron Agguiwen, who was insensitive to pain, still explained to his close brother: "Even family affection cannot affect my loyalty to the Kingdom of Britain!"

"Good, very good, Aguguiwen, you are very good."

Gawain glanced at him and said, "Gawain, remember this and thank my king for his generosity."

The title and honor were gone, but fortunately the seat was still there and the honors previously won were not taken away. For the Celtic warrior, this was not the worst outcome.

What Celtic warriors value most are status and honor, and they regard these two things as more important than their lives. If the two of them were kicked out of the Knights of the Round Table, Gawain and Lancelot would definitely return to their fiefdoms to rebel.

After all, that would be no different from killing them.

As for whether they can defeat Kelar, that is not something they should consider. The Celtic barbarians value honor more than life!

"..."

Perhaps feeling that the atmosphere was too depressing, Gawain's sister, the only female among Morgan's sons, Gareth, who was known as the 'Princess of Beautiful Palms', said cautiously: "Brother Gawain, Brother Agguiwen is just too concerned about the Kingdom of Britain."

"And if the 'usurpation' was discovered by the king himself, I'm afraid the punishment would not be as light as it is today."

Hearing Gareth's words, Gawain's anger subsided a little, and he asked, "What was the king's attitude at the beginning?"

Agguiwen pursed his lips and said, "...The king originally wanted to put you and Knight Lancelot in Delin Prison for reform, depriving you of all honors and titles, in order to punish you and Lancelot for attempting to split the Knights and making decisions for the king."

"...Thank you, Aguiwen." Gawain looked at him deeply, then sighed and said, "Although I still cannot forgive your betrayal, I still thank you for exonerating me."

"Brother Gawain, this is what I should do."

"Hmph, no need for that. You're my brother, but didn't you make the decision for him?"

Gawain snorted coldly, glanced at Lancelot, left his seat and walked away.

After being betrayed by his own brother, Gawain suddenly realized that Lancelot was not as hateful as before. After all, the status and honor he had obtained now were the result of real skills.

Although it was difficult to admit that Lancelot was excellent, Gawain found that after his mentality changed, all his previous behaviors were unnecessary.

Comparison is evil, but sometimes humans also need comparison.

Therefore, the beast of contrast will be the great disaster that mankind needs to overcome.

Lancelot rubbed his forehead, revealing his signature miserable and melancholy face, holding the holy sword Wuhuai Huguang and said, "I'm going to go see Galahad. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Lancelot also left, and the remaining Knights of the Round Table looked at each other, feeling somewhat awkward.

When Gawain and Lancelot were in opposition, they all took sides with two people and made their own decisions, and now that Gawain and Lancelot were punished by Artoria, they naturally knew that this was a warning from the king to all of them.

However, it is easy to avoid conflict, but it is difficult to make them reconcile.

After all, the Knights of the Round Table are a group of extremely outstanding people with abilities far beyond ordinary people. Such extraordinary people naturally care a lot about honor and face. It is impossible to ask them to humble themselves and actively please others in order to repair relationships.

This is also the result that Artoria wants. As long as her subjects do not engage in factional strife and internal friction due to personal likes and dislikes, there is no need for a harmonious scene. Only when there are conflicts among the subjects and healthy competition, will they be driven by the king at the same time.
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A few days later, Merlin came back, looking dusty, with slightly messy claw marks on his smooth face. For some reason, this small and familiar claw mark looked a bit like one caused by Fu Fu.

Well, I can only say that Fu Fu kicked well!

Fufu had already sneaked out while Kelar and Altria were busy with their official duties. This little kitty Mei Liangxin had fed her so many cat strips in vain...

Although Fu Fu doesn't eat cat strips at all.

There was no way. With Artoria by her side, she was under strict surveillance by Kelar and was not allowed to go out at all. In contrast, Fu Fu almost starved to death in Camelot, a city with a population of more than 100,000.

In the end, Fu Fu was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore, and the little kitten found a chance to escape.

Although she would not starve to death if she did not eat, as a beast with a comparative logic, it would be very uncomfortable for her to not eat human emotions and growth, just like quitting drugs. After all, that was the essence rooted in Fu Fu's soul.

When Merlin came back, he didn't go to the Knights of the Round Table at all. She left two prophecies at that time because she knew that telling it directly to Artoria would not end well, so she took a roundabout way and said it through the Knights of the Round Table.

Anyway, it would be enough for her to just let King Arthur know about this matter. There was no need for her to go and say it in person and cause trouble.

In Merlin's eyes, the Knights of the Round Table were just a useful chess piece. This old nightmare was born innocently, and she did nothing at all. The King of Sarcastic in human history was badly harmed by her, and lived an extremely painful and miserable life.

Therefore, after the death of King Saber, the Nightmare Demon, who was so indifferent that he had no human emotions at all, regretted it endlessly.

Think about it, if even a succubus who has no human emotions feels guilty about this, how miserable must King Saber's life be to make a succubus who has no emotions develop emotions?
The female version of Merlin was born at a higher level than the male version. She didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt and went back to Avalon happily. She was the worst of the worst and deserved to be beaten!
"My disciple Arthur, I am back. I have traveled all over Britain and finally found a weapon for you that can replace the Holy Sword of the Star."

As Merlin spoke, he pulled out a golden holy spear that emitted a brilliant glow. The body of the spear was white, but the tip was like a drill, and it was golden in color. One could tell at a glance that it was filled with divinity that was about to overflow.

No, this can no longer be explained by simple divinity, this is absolutely a 'God'.

Merlin, who was exhausted from the journey, explained: "The Holy Spear, Longomyniad, is the most suitable weapon for you. You originally chose the Holy Sword, so this spear should not have been associated with you. At the fork in fate, you can only choose one between the spear and the sword!"

"But now that your holy sword is broken, this gun is the most suitable weapon for you."

The Holy Spear Rongomyniad is extremely powerful. It is the anchor that maintains the laws of geophysics. It nails the physics known by modern humans to the surface of the earth like a piece of paper, preventing the human world from collapsing.

In other words, the physics discovered by humans are only valid on Earth. Once we leave Earth, we have to adapt to the laws of other planets.

Obviously it was such a powerful weapon, but Altria did not immediately reach out to take the holy spear. She looked at Merlin indifferently and said, "Let's put the matter of the weapon aside for now."

"Master Merlin, do you still need an explanation for me?"

"...Ah? You know it after all!" Merlin also stopped laughing. She looked at Altria and chuckled, "Why do you need to explain? Arthur, can't you just accept the fact that it is your destiny?"

"No! I! Don't! Accept! It!!!"

Artoria could no longer suppress her rage. She grabbed Merlin by the collar and said, "Merlin, who do you think you are? A British prophet? Or the ancient Greek god of destiny? Even the king must obey your words?"

"I'm telling you, I will never accept the so-called prophecy you're talking about. I don't approve of that kind of fate!"

"Hehe~ Arthur, you're anxious and your heart is in turmoil." Merlin, who was grabbed by the collar, was not panicked at all. She even continued to speak: "You didn't even ask me what I saw, but directly denied it all. Does this prove that you are guilty?"

"That's nonsense. Why should I ask?" Artoria loosened her hand, glanced at her and said, "I just need to know that the so-called fate you mentioned will never happen."

Merlin stroked his collar and said seriously, "But as your 'teacher' and the sage of Britain, I still have to fulfill my responsibilities."

Teacher, are you worthy enough?
Altria was very disdainful of Merlin's calling himself "King Arthur's teacher". In her heart, she only had one teacher.

But before she could say anything, the old bastard Merlin took the first step. She once again used her A-level illusion to instill all the prophecies she got from the dream into Altria's mind.

Because it happened when Artoria was fully on guard, the Red Dragon King's huge anti-magic power made it quite difficult for the old nightmare demon to cast spells, but fortunately Artoria did not have the same protection as Vortigern's Son of the Age of Gods, and was not completely immune to magic.

Once Artoria possesses the Holy Spear, Merlin may not be able to use illusions on her.

The transmission of the illusion only lasted for a moment, and the Scabbard of Avalon in Altria's body took effect, instantly bouncing Merlin's magic out.

However, Merlin's goal has been achieved, and Artoria finally saw the fate she saw in her dream.

No one can see the complete and clear destiny, and what Merlin saw was only a fragment.

In the fragment shown by fate, Kelar was standing in front of Artoria, with Morgan beside him, and Artoria was surrounded by the Knights of the Round Table.

In addition, there are many strangers dressed in noble clothes, whose temperament is vaguely similar to Morgan. They should be the Fairy King of Avalon.

There seemed to be an extremely fierce quarrel between her and Kelar. Altria even saw herself pointing the holy spear at Kelar's heart and saying something in a fierce manner.

But Kelar did not resist, he just looked at her with a firm but gentle expression...

In the end, the two parted unhappily!

Altria tried her best to hear the conversation between the two, but she couldn't hear anything.

This clip ends, and the next clip shows Kelar holding Morgan's hand, as if begging for something. Morgan's expression is complicated and difficult to understand. Her eyes are filled with tears, but she finally nods at him sadly.

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"How can this be?"

After reading it, Altria's face changed drastically. She murmured to herself: "This will never be my fate. I don't believe Kai would do this to me..."

"No, no, no, I wouldn't do that to Kai either. This has to be fake."

Merlin couldn't help but sit down on the ground. The huge amount of magic power consumed made her very uncomfortable. For a moment, she felt very empty and cold sweat ran down her forehead.

Merlin wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and said with a pale face but a hint of smile: "See, Arthur, this is the fate between you and Kelar, a fate that can never be changed."

"...Shut up!" Altria's loss of composure lasted only for a moment. She said, "Merlin, I am the king of Britain. Do you think the king who rules the whole world will believe in your so-called destiny?"

"Everyone knows that your magic crown, Master Merlin, is unrivaled in Britain."

Artoria said with sharp and firm eyes: "Who can prove that this is the so-called fate, and not that you are taking the opportunity to manipulate right and wrong and deceive the king?"

"...No one can prove it, but I think a wise and powerful king should be able to think independently and make his own decisions."

Merlin said, "That's all I have to say. The entire prophecy has been revealed. It's up to you whether you believe it or not."

Merlin turned into a ball of flowers and disappeared. Artoria said with a firm look in her eyes: "I don't believe this prophecy."

Altria picked up the holy spear on the ground and said, "Is fate immutable? Is so-called fate unchangeable?"

"You yourself said that I originally used the Holy Sword, so I was destined to have no chance of using the Holy Lance, but now I have both, right?"

Altria picked up the holy spear that was filled with divinity to the point of overflowing. Suddenly, a powerful force filled her limbs and bones, causing her strength to instantly return to its peak, even more powerful than before when she was holding the holy sword!
Holy Spear Rungomyniad + Scabbard of Avalon.

A truly invincible monster appeared!
The normal power of the Holy Lance is much stronger than that of the Holy Sword, but the Sword of Promised Victory is, after all, a star holy sword made on Earth. If it meets the special attack conditions of the holy sword, then the power that the holy sword can unleash will surpass that of the Holy Lance.

One is for special attack, and the other is for normal attack. It is difficult to say which weapon is more suitable for Altria.

Altria's eyes were determined, and she thought to herself, "Since I can possess the Holy Lance by cutting off the Holy Sword, then the fate that I already know can no longer control me!"
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"Kai! Look at my new weapon!"

Altria stood in front of Kelar, first displaying her newly acquired holy spear. She even equipped herself with a set of armor of matching style while holding the spear, and also equipped her mount with a set of horse armor.

"Holy Spear!" Kelar recognized the brilliant weapon at a glance, but he also quickly thought of a question and asked, "Lily, how do you feel now?"

"Although Rongomyniad has no consciousness, it will corrode the user's body and transform the user into a god." Although the holy spear Rongomyniad will not subtly influence Artoria's thinking and make her childish and stupid, this spear will corrode Artoria's body and transform her into the goddess 'Rongomyniad'.

Rather than saying that the Lion King has no emotions and is worse than the Knight King Artoria, it is better to say that the Lion King has been completely deified and is no longer Artoria.

At the crossroads of life, Bai Qiangdai, who did not choose the Holy Sword but picked up the Holy Spear, was a mature king. Although she ultimately could not escape the fate of Britain's inevitable destruction, she reconciled with herself and did not cling to Britain like a little girl who could not afford to lose.

"I feel great!" Altria waved the holy spear in her hand twice and said, "I'd rather say I've never felt so good as I do now. This overflowing power really gives me the feeling of an omnipotent god."

"..." Kelar's frown relaxed. Yes, the erosion of the Holy Spear Rongomeniad was continuous and long-lasting. Even the holder himself could not feel it. It would take at least several hundred years to transform Artoria into the goddess Rongomeniad.

Now that Artoria has just picked up the Holy Lance, there will naturally not be any impact, at least there will be no safety hazards for decades. Compared to the tattered holy sword that can even cause the host to lose intelligence, the Holy Lance is indeed much more cost-effective.

Altria keenly sensed Kailar's thoughts and immediately asked, "Kai, do you have any concerns about the Holy Lance?"

Hearing Altria's question, Kelar nodded and said, "It is true, but it is not a big deal. After hearing what you said, I just remembered that it takes at least several hundred years for the Holy Lance to successfully erode people, so it is not a big problem."

"Since you said so, Kai, then there's no problem!"

Altria's eyes sparkled. She looked at Kelar and said, "Kai, don't you find anything else wrong with me?"

"..."

Kelar was confused when he heard this. Was there anything else wrong?

So he began to look Altria up and down...

After not seeing her for a while, I found that the girl had grown a lot taller. At a rough glance, she must be over 1.7 meters tall, and much more graceful than her petite appearance before.

The head grows so fast. I thought only boys would grow dozens of centimeters in one summer vacation, but it turns out girls can do it too (really)!
The previous petite armor can no longer be worn. Kelar has also heard about this. It is said that Artoria has redone her entire set of armor, stirrups, and riding boots. It seems that her little feet have also become bigger...

Kelar looked down and saw a pair of iron shoes... Oh yes, Artoria was now wearing a set of armor that matched the style of the Holy Lance.

Kelar retracted his gaze and said, "There's nothing wrong with it, Lily, it's great!"

"Really……"

For some reason, Kelar always felt that Altria's tone seemed a little disappointed?
But no matter how Kelar looked at her, he really couldn't see anything wrong with Altria. This hit the little lion hard, and he sat aside sulking.

Kelar ignored her, or he didn't even notice that after Altria stopped talking, he lowered his head and continued to look at the documents in his hand.

"Kai, you really didn't find anything!"

Altria thought depressedly: "Haven't you noticed that I'm taller and in better shape than before? Now my figure is no worse than Morgan's. Sister Wang, don't try to use such annoying excuses to piss me off in the future!"

It seemed that she remembered the former Morgan, who often relied on her "human-hearted" half cup of grapefruit to mock the "ignorant" little Daimao. Artoria felt her teeth itching and wanted to drag that nasty bad woman out and give her a beating.

but……

Altria quietly lowered her head to take a look at the hearts of those who had arrived earlier than her. Thinking of the beautiful scenery she saw from the floor-length mirror when she was bathing yesterday, Altria couldn't help but smile with a little complacency.

How can a king not understand human nature?

Cricket Fairy King, average!
But thinking of Kai's reaction, Altria suddenly felt a little discouraged and thought: "But Kai didn't notice it at all, what's going on? Am I wearing too much..."

"Hmm...Morgan was wearing a tuxedo. I think the king should also have his own tuxedo, right?"

Just when Altria was thinking about love, Kelar suddenly slammed the table and said, "Something happened in Europe. Attila, the King of the Huns, was defeated. What kind of monster did Rome summon?"

Kelar has never cut off his ties with European countries. Neither he nor Altria has limited their sights to the British Isles. Sooner or later, they will counterattack the European continent.

Therefore, Kelar has been preparing for the future counterattack on Europe. When Artoria pacified Britain, Kelar was organizing and collecting information from European countries. Naturally, he also knew that the Hun King Attila was rampant in Europe.

Originally, Kelar was still worrying about how to face the Hun king in the future. Now, he doesn’t have to face it anymore, because the Hun king has been dealt with by the Romans.

But the question is how did the Western Roman Empire do it?

There is a blank here, and the current city of Rome seems not to be in this dimension. No one can find the location of Rome. However, the news that the Hun king and the Hun army were defeated and destroyed was reproduced by magic means.

Simply put, it is impossible not to notice when a high-energy reaction is detected!
"..." Altria was still concentrating on thinking about which dress would show off her figure, which almost exposed her thoughts. She quickly replied, "Oh, that's really scary..."

"Lily, you don't have to answer if you don't want to." Kelar rubbed his brows speechlessly: "There's no need to be so perfunctory to me."

Artoria rubbed her cheeks and finally collected her thoughts: "Kai, the Attila you mentioned is the Hun king that you have been thinking about all the time?"

"Yes, it's Attila, Attila the Whip of God!"

Kelar nodded solemnly and said, "From what I know, the Hun king is very powerful. Even I dare not say that I can win. But such a person was defeated quietly at the gates of Rome."

"I can't agree to invade Rome without knowing what happened there!"

"God's Whip? God, is it the God of the Cross that the Ansa, Romans, and Europeans believe in?"

This time, Artoria finally understood the seriousness of the matter. She frowned and said, "Most European countries believe in the God of the Cross. The fact that he was given such a name by Europe shows how powerful the Hun king is."

The British island alone gave birth to many heroic units capable of fighting against armies alone, including Vortigern, Morgan, Merlin, Kelar, Lancelot and Altria.

Then in the European continent, which has a larger territory, there must be no shortage of strong people.

Even so, Attila still brought the fear of destruction to European countries and suppressed the entire European continent by himself!

But then again, such a powerful Attila was defeated at the gates of Rome...

What exactly happened under the city of Rome?
"Rome must have summoned some ancient hero..." Kelar touched his chin and muttered to himself, "Could it be the God Ancestor Romulus? No, if the God Ancestor was effective, the Western Roman Empire would not have perished. Romulus was naturally restrained by the king."

The child of the god of war Mars and the beautiful princess Silvia, who was brought up with the mythical wolf as a companion, unified the countries around the Mediterranean and laid the foundation for the eternal glory of the Roman Empire.

This is Romulus, the ancestor of gods.

The son of the legendary god of war Mars, he was the first Roman leader who founded Rome on the Seven Hills.

But Romulus' father had no face in front of Attila. Attila, the Hun king, naturally had a special attack on God, and Romulus would end up being destroyed by the king.

Even if he were the emperor of all Rome, he would not be enough to fight against the Hun King who was attacking civilization!
"It seems that Rome in this timeline really pulled out an incredible EX-level..."

"...If we don't figure out what this trump card is, we will have to stay in Britain for the rest of our lives."

After thinking for a while, Kelar suddenly said, "It seems that I have to go to Rome myself. I don't trust others."

"No!" Artoria subconsciously retorted: "Kai, it's too dangerous. You said you were not absolutely sure of defeating the Hun king, but she died quietly under the city of Rome."

"I don't want you to take risks." Altria held Kelar's hand and said, "I would rather not counterattack Europe. It would be fine for us to be king in Britain."

"I don't think it's good." Kelar said calmly, "We can't just hide our heads and act like ostriches. If we don't look at the reality, doesn't that mean it's not the truth?"

"Even if we don't counterattack the European continent, I will go there to see what happened in Rome..."

"Without enough information, I can't take things into my own hands, and I can't let it go."

Whenever Kelar spoke in this tone, it meant that there was no room for negotiation. Artoria was already very familiar with this characteristic. She lowered her head and said, "Okay, if you insist on going..."

"Kai, you must be careful and if you encounter any danger, return to Britain immediately. We will face it together!"

Altria raised the holy spear in her hand: "Now I am very powerful, strong enough to face all challenges in the world with you!"

"Okay, if there's any danger I'll come back to find you."

Kelar agreed.

"Kai, you must remember that in my heart, even the throne of Britain is not as important as you. You must return to Britain safely!"

Just as Kelar was about to leave, Altria revealed her true thoughts.

Altria holding the holy spear has completely different styles from the little girl holding the holy sword. The more mature version of the little lion is reflected in all aspects.

"okay, I get it."
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In Rome, in the Golden Theater, Nero's concert seemed endless and had lasted for who knows how many days. More than one million Romans were still confined in this small Golden Theater.

In the Golden Theater, there was no hunger or fatigue, and everyone could only watch themselves being tortured.

Even the most beautiful sounds will become annoying if played continuously for days and nights, just as no matter how much you like a piece of music, once it is set as your wake-up ringtone, you will soon get tired of it.

Not to mention that the singing voice of our Emperor Nero is a magical weapon that can kill people. During the reign of this tyrant, he even sent troops to block the exit of the theater in order to force the people to listen to her performance.

The so-called musician who compared himself to the god Apollo, or even the musician who surpassed the god Apollo, was just Nero's self-praise!
If Apollo, the god of music, knew that Nero was comparing him to himself, he would probably be so angry that he would immediately transform into a star destroyer and fire at Rome.

But Nero the Beast did not have such awareness. She felt from the bottom of her heart that her singing was comparable to that of the god Apollo. Such a beautiful voice and superb art should not be enjoyed by herself alone, but should be shared with all the people of Rome.

Nero: You must be convinced by my presence!
Emperor Nero sang passionately, performing music that was said to be comparable to that of the god Apollo, without paying any attention to the fact that most Romans were on the verge of mental breakdown. Such a twisted and selfish love was very consistent with the character of the beast.

Among these people, there was a special "audience member" who could have left the Golden Theater long ago, but he did not take any action.

He is the Pope of the Diocese of Rome!

After the Son of God passed away, Rome, the last great enemy of Christianity, finally surrendered, and Christianity and the Roman Empire merged into one another.

In 331 AD, Emperor Constantine issued an edict to divide the Roman Cross into five major dioceses, each with an archbishop to manage church affairs within its jurisdiction.

That is, the Diocese of Alexandria, the Diocese of Jerusalem, the Diocese of Antioch, the Diocese of Constantinople and the Diocese of Rome.

The first four dioceses are all in the present-day Eastern Roman Empire, and only the Diocese of Rome is in the Western Roman Empire.

It was fine when Rome had not yet split. The five major dioceses shared resources with each other, and the Pope was jointly elected by the five major dioceses. However, after the Eastern and Western Rome split, the other four dioceses were still one country, and the bishop of the Roman Diocese suddenly became an outsider.

The Archbishop of the Roman Diocese simply went on his own and became the Pope of Rome.

As the Pope of Christianity, all incumbent Popes of Christianity have an ability, which is magic EX.

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No one will ever be able to guess my plot, Merlin’s prophecy is a big foreshadowing!

(End of this chapter)