Lost Narrative Poetry

Similar to the scene presented by the "Inherent Barrier" or the "Divine Realm", the vast sea of ​​clouds turned into a terrifying battlefield at an altitude of unknown tens of thousands of meters.

The storm that swallowed everything was like a raging wave, the violent wind swept and raged, and the violent thunder exploded in the end wave!

The light and heat of the Noble Phantasm were shattered like a torrential rain...

The brilliance of the holy spear shines and penetrates everything...

The tragic and gorgeous slashes swept across the entire space...

Waves of huge air waves visible to the naked eye bloomed, and the high-pressure air wall spread at high altitudes like a nuclear blast shock wave, impacting away with terrifying momentum and speed, annihilating and scattering the raging sea of ​​clouds and storms in pieces. Although it had no meaning, Not big, the hole will be filled with new clouds, storms and thunder in an instant...

But it can be seen how fierce this life-and-death battle is. It is about to break out, and once it starts, it directly enters a white-hot stage.

But it was also very short--

In less than a minute, everyone in Chaldea was completely suppressed by the Storm King's sudden and violent attack. They didn't even have a chance to breathe, because the power of the holy spear was too powerful and surpassed the omnipotent power of the divine realm. Too scary...

What's more, because of the Master's permanent infinite magic buff, Artoria's trump card is beyond the imagination of this group of people. She is always in a full state of red and blue. Under the overly powerful demon supply, all the ability parameters have reached unprecedented peaks.

Therefore, this is not an enemy that regular servants can deal with at all. Even if the power of the holy spear is not 100% fully charged and the magic power is released, it does not need to be operated at full power. As long as an ordinary blow comes down, It was unimaginably heavy, like the recoil of a rocket.

After once again forcing everyone away, the King of Knights "finally" seized the opportunity, and no one could stop her.

"careful!"

Scathach tried his best and threw two red magic spears one after another, but it was still too late. The spiral of death only had time to take shape and let out a shrill roar. The next second, before the wildly dancing storm, nothing could be done. It had already turned into ashes upon arrival!

Just because at this moment, the blonde girl, who was slender but made everyone breathless, definitely swung down the radiant holy spear in her hand!

In an instant, everyone felt that the sky... was broken.

The world was silent, and time stood still at this moment.

The eternal storm was blown away by a bigger storm, and the majestic and huge cloud walls collided in this frenzy, until they were fragmented and disintegrated. At the end, the light of liberation, the storm called by the Holy Spear, came with unstoppable momentum. , destroying everything in front of it like a beast!

It seemed like the whole world was screaming in pain.

Fujimaru Ritsuka's pupils clearly reflected the steel-like wind pressure that was visible to the naked eye. His mind went blank, and he couldn't think of anything. Only the deep despair that instinctively emerged from the depths of his soul was left. Taking up all thoughts.

However, the wave of destruction failed to affect her, nor could it affect anyone else.

"This is our hometown that heals all wounds and all resentments - appear! The ideal city that is already far away!!"

Along with the chanting of the mantra, the glow of magic bloomed, the magic barrier unfolded, and the outline of the chalk city wall was outlined, emerging continuously in the void, like an indestructible towering sacred mountain, suddenly blocking the oncoming madness. Hongfeng!

In the storm, I don't know when, a thin figure stood quietly, holding on to the cross shield, firmly blocking the front of everyone!

The huge torrent storm was not able to directly crush and destroy it. Instead, it was split in two by it, unwillingly divided into two parts, the left and right, whizzing past on both sides!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!"

At the last critical moment, the shield-wielding girl, who had almost caught up with him, let out a low roar of pain, her arms trembled, and her body began to retreat uncontrollably.

"Interesting... How long can your slender arms support the Chalk City?"

Arturia, who summoned the endless storm, felt slightly relieved. It seemed that everything was going smoothly, but on the surface she was still reading the lines indifferently.

The Holy Spear and the Holy Sword have different focuses. Their power lies not in the explosion, nor in the instantaneous output. After all, its position is an anchor, so its power lies in continuously summoning storms forever and swallowing everything. Even if the enemy can resist it for a while, it will be difficult to resist it for the rest of its life.

"Mashu!" Fujimaru Ritsuka reacted immediately, stumbling under the pressure of the wind and rushing towards Mashu.

"Don't! Don't go there... It's unbearable for a human body. Although I understand your feelings, please stay here." A strong arm grabbed the girl in time, and Bedivere said urgently, "Let me Just come...please give me a fourth chance!"

"Sir Bedivere..."

Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at him blankly, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

"Ritsuka...let him go! This is our last chance!" Da Vinci shouted loudly as he held up the magic barrier to resist the impact of the hurricane.

Bedivere nodded to the two of them, and walked towards the direction of the shield-wielding girl step by step with difficulty. This was the opportunity he was waiting for: "Master Matthew, do you know what to do?"

"...Yes, yes, I will fully support you!" the girl shouted loudly. On the way over, she had already heard the assassin's final plan. This was the only hope.

"That's good... Lord Mashu, this shield will never collapse. The chalk city will change according to the heart of the holder, but if there is no confusion in your heart, its main gate will never collapse. "Bedwell smiled with difficulty and gave the girl the final advice.

He came to Matthew's side and supported the shield together with the latter. He tried his best to push forward step by step under the impact of the storm, trying to get close to the King of Knights at the source of the storm.

This is the last hope——

When the king liberates the holy spear, as long as he can block the storm, during this stalemate, it is his only chance to get close to the king and return the holy sword...

"Who are you... It seems that you are also a knight..."

Artoria felt very sorry for her knight, but she could only continue to play her role with a stiff face.

Returning the Holy Sword is Bedivere's long-cherished wish and obsession in this world line, and it is also the only way for him to redeem himself. If you really want to do good for him, let him complete all this, let go of his obsession and leave... instead of Like Lancelot and the others——

Spend the rest of your life with regrets, and after death you will be trapped in the abyss of madness with no relief and no peace.

"It's impossible that you don't know him, King Arthur! This is Bedivere..." Matthew said with difficulty. Although he knew the reason, he still felt sad.

When the king failed to return the holy sword, she became an undead wandering around the earth, unable to die. Because of her obsession and vows during her lifetime, she instinctively rebuilt the glory of Camelot, and instinctively wanted to restore the glory of Camelot. Continue the glory of Britain...

The knight who failed to return the holy sword three times was also forgotten by the king. She did not usher in the end, but also denied the end. Then Bedivere, the last knight who witnessed the king's death in legend, Naturally, they were all rejected.

"Bedwell..."

Arturia murmured to herself, inevitably feeling a little shaken, and her eyes also changed slightly.

However, this does not make people feel that there is anything wrong. Instead, they think that this is indeed the key to breaking the situation. The appearance of Bedivere has caused certain changes in the dehumanized god Knight King, who is like the incarnation of the holy spear. Maybe he can really To regain her lost humanity.

"I think so. The king will definitely not remember me...because I committed a crime, a stupid crime..."

As if because of fear, as if because of pain, Bedivere moved forward step by step, approaching the King of Knights, as if suppressing some emotion, Bedivere said in a low voice.

"In that forest, I hesitated about your order. If you returned the holy sword to the lake, you would really die... I was afraid that this would happen, so I didn't even return the holy sword for the third time. sword."

"When I returned to the forest, the king had disappeared... Later I found out that because he did not return the holy sword, the king could not even pray for death. He picked up the holy spear left by his side and became a ghost of the undead frightening the world. king."

"...In order to atone for my sins, I have been looking for you...I have been looking for that figure that does not exist at all. Until now, I finally have this last chance..."

"..."

"..."

Artoria hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to react.

At this time, Bedivere and Matthew finally supported their shields and came to her step by step, and his body began to gradually disintegrate, as if it was a weathered rock and soil, undergoing a storm. It's like dissolving and collapsing bit by bit.

"My king, my master... now I can finally... return this sword." Holding his silver arm tightly, the knight shed tears of joy.

"I...Mr. Bedivere, you...don't use that! If you do, you will..."

Artoria was already shocked. Why did Bedivere's body begin to disintegrate?

She had clearly never said this, so what was the Master hiding from herself... She was at a loss what to do, frightened and anxious, but had no way to stop immediately. She could only watch the weeping knight activate in the light. The magic attached to that arm.

"..."

"..."

The silver arm melted, and the golden holy sword revealed its true appearance, floating quietly in front of the King of Knights.

And the last and best loyal knight lost his connection with the world in tears of joy, and his figure completely disappeared.

"I'm sorry that you were the only one to bear the burden of that dark age. You alone were unable to experience the glory of the Round Table..."

"On behalf of the Knights of the Round Table, I would like to thank you...you...are our dazzling star..."

Only that imperceptible whisper, in the afterglow of the storm that was quickly fading and stopping, turned into a thousand winds in an instant and drifted away without a trace.

"..."

"..."

Although Artoria had already forcibly stopped the process of liberating the power of the Holy Spear when she subconsciously felt something was wrong, it was not until now that the storm finally came to an end, and the huge noise that seemed to tear the planet apart completely stopped.

She stretched out her hand blankly, but failed to touch her knight at the last moment. Bedivere's figure had disappeared.

"...Lord Bedivere, destroy it. Confirm the return of the Holy Sword." Matthew, who was still surviving the disaster, stared blankly and murmured to himself.

Perhaps because the conceptual liberation process was completely terminated, the surrounding scene also returned to the original space of the dome hall on the top of the tower after a while. It seemed that nothing had changed, and the tower remained the same. Standing coldly.

And the "Pillar of Light" that was restrained in the center still looked like that, as if nothing had happened...

If not, there is one less person present.

"Is the matter... resolved?" Fujimaru Ritsuka's eyes were blank. She had just met the others not long ago, and she didn't know the current situation of the others. Naturally, she didn't know what the final plan was.

Although she escaped, she didn't feel any joy at all. This level actually ended in this way, ending with Bedivere's sacrifice...

"This is it!"

In comparison, Scathach moved faster. She knew that Bedivere's sacrifice could not be in vain, so the moment she returned, she launched a surprise attack and turned the red magic spear into an exterminating stab. It roared and hit the platform in the center of the hall!

Disintegrate the magic of the holy spear!

Reclaim the Holy Grail!

Success or failure depends on this!

The current state of the King of Knights has undergone drastic changes, and the magician probably did not expect that he and others would suddenly return to this space from the realm of "the end of the world", and it was very likely that he was teasing the crowned assassin without much preparation... …

Victory is decided!