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The alternation of the glowing moon and the blazing sun, the transition between polar night and day, when the first warm light appears on the horizon, the sunrise arrives.

But the crisp clashing sounds of the royal sword and the holy sword were still heard, and since midnight, the battle movement called "Fierce Fighting" continued to be played.

"Bang bang bang bang bang -"

Although they had been fighting for several hours, thanks to their heroic spirits, neither Mordred nor Artoria showed any signs of fatigue.

Although, they have fought thousands of times.

The two legendary weapons, the [Brilliant King Sword (Clarent)] and the [Sword of Victory (Excalibur)] held tightly in his hands, collided without any pause.

The shock wave caused by the extremely fierce collision brought unimaginable damage to the surrounding area.

If the King of Heroes used the King's Treasure and the Sword of Deviation to destroy the surrounding asphalt roads and shaved off three feet of the ground, then with the power leaked from the battle between Artoria and Mordred, the surroundings were completely invisible. This is modern society.

All the products of modern society were destroyed in the battle between the two, leaving only iron filings, dust and charred objects emitting an unknown smell on the ground.

Well, let’s once again observe a moment of silence for those responsible for the aftermath of Fuyuki City.

Although changes in the external environment have had some impact on the two of them, they are deeply immersed in the pleasure of fighting and do not care about these impacts.

From the moment they enjoyed this fierce fight, both Mordred and Artoria couldn't help but have excited smiles on their faces.

"Qiang——"

The two swords collided again and burned together, bursting out countless sparks, reflecting the fierce fighting spirit in the eyes of the person holding the weapon, and the powerful thoughts that were almost overflowing were also constantly colliding.

The wills originating from the heart and colliding with each other are also conveying the hearts of both parties.

This almost completely open heart allowed Mordred and Artoria to truly understand each other's existence, and also made them understand the origins that were deeply entangled in the past!

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"My name is Mordred. I don't know why I was born, and I don't know where I will go in the future, but my mother told me that I am the blood of the King of Knights, and I will definitely be a knight!"

"Is that the King of Knights and my father that my mother said? He is so dazzling that people can't help but want to follow him and get his approval!" (Note 1)

"Why, why can't the king I long for recognize me! Is it because of my identity or because I hide my appearance? If I hide everything that disgusts the king, will I be able to gain your appreciation?"

"I'm so tired, so tired! It's obvious that I'm standing by your side, and your blood is flowing in my body, but why can't you notice me! Why do you only see those things that have nothing to do with you? Irrelevant people! Why don’t you really pay attention to me?”

"Why do you have to deny my existence? It's obvious that I have been trying to get your approval. It's obvious that I just want to get a word of appreciation from you and see a trace of care in your eyes."

"Since becoming your knight is not recognized by you, what about becoming a king? When I become a king like you, you will be able to recognize me, look at me, and accompany me."

"Ahem, cough, actually, I just want to be able to call you this once - father, dear."

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"The king is aloof. The king must bear everything. He must fulfill the common ideals of all people and create an utopia for the people!"

"Is he another new Knight of the Round Table? The swordsmanship is indeed very strong, but why use a mask to cover his face? Forget it, these things are not important. As long as he abides by the spirit of knights, then he is a qualified Knight of the Round Table. .”

"So that's it. No wonder there is a throbbing feeling of blood connection. I thought it was an illusion. I didn't expect that she is actually my child. However, I am not prepared to admit this, nor will I entrust the throne to him. Although she He is very hardworking and very strong, but this strength is not what a king needs, and as an inhuman being, he cannot understand what a king's power is."

"Mordred, you should never involve the whole of Britain in the war, you traitor!"

"Is this my fault? If I hadn't let Mordred go in the first place, there would be no regrets about what I had already done. And if I really wanted to regret it, I should have started from that time. If I had not pulled out the King's Choice from the beginning. Just use the sword, then the result wouldn’t be like this, right?”

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Fragments of memory mixed with the voice of the heart were transmitted from the other party's will. Both Mordred and Artoria subconsciously relaxed the strength of their hands, and their hearts that were completely immersed in the battle were gradually awakening.

Their eyes were filled with complex emotions, both for themselves and for the other person standing in front of them.

"Sir Mordred"

Artoria opened her mouth to say something, but when the words came to her lips, no sound came out. She did understand Mordred's heart, but what the other person had done still echoed in her heart, making her He slowly closed his mouth.

This situation made the joy in Mordred's eyes gradually fade. She showed a bitter smile and pointed the royal sword in her hand at her father again.

"Our battle has yet to be decided, Father Arthur!"

Putting away the emotions in his heart, when Mordred opened his eyes again, all he had in his eyes was the desire for victory.

At that moment, the king's sword in her hand was raised high, and the helmet covering her cheeks split into two halves and merged with her own armor. Mordred no longer had the intention to continue the fight, and she decided to put all odds on her head. On this sword.

Opposite her, Arturia felt the magic power and aura rising from Mordred, and understood that she wanted to use the Noble Phantasm.

Staring at the face in front of her that was exactly the same as her own, she felt very special emotions in her heart, but the long-term battle allowed her to actively suppress these emotions and bring out her own strength.

The holy sword held high in Artoria's hand burst out with dazzling light. It was exactly the same as when it defeated [Lancer], and the power of the Noble Phantasm was used to counter it.

"This is best, show me your strongest power, Arthur!"

""Speechlessly, the expression on Artoria's face became more complicated, and there was also a hint of tangle.

The next moment, the bloody and golden flames immediately expanded as they converged, and the air around them screamed about the release of the two Noble Phantasms.

The famous swords with supreme glory in the legend are constantly shouting, proving that they and their respective masters have been fighting for years - slaying the enemy and defeating evil!

Red lightning and golden radiance collided, and fire spread out, intending to destroy everything and eliminate the opponent under his own hands!

Even the rising sun in the sky was eclipsed by this light. The light flooded the area, destroying everything wherever it touched, creating huge fresh scars on the surface of Fuyuki City.

If you can imagine the outline of a butterfly flapping its wings, then you can know what this area looks like now. The explosion caused by the collision of the Noble Phantasms deeply burned the outline of a flapping butterfly. Engraved on this land.

Fortunately, Zhao Chen was present, so the overflowing energy did not touch the urban area and only flattened the warehouse area.

"It's over. It seems that I won the final victory, Arthur!"

Two battles were fought in succession. Although he had the power of the Command Seal, all Mordred could feel at this moment was fatigue.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, what appeared in front of Mordred was Artoria, who was also out of strength and could only stand by relying on the holy sword. Obviously, there was no loser in the collision of the noble phantoms just now!